Shanhaijing monster edible guide

Chapter 270

Xu Xiaobai hurriedly retracted his head, almost touching the lips of the male god.Mr. Kun appeared at the right time.Xu Xiaobai waved his hands hastily: "It's nothing, nothing, just use ointment to wipe the frostbite on my feet and hands."

Mr. Kun smelled the smell in the air. With such a smell, Mr. Kun looked at the meat in his bowl. No need to guess, the meat in the bowl must be lamb meat.

The meat of the lamb is half pink and half white. It is fresh and tender, and it is stewed for a long time. The more it is stewed, the more fragrant it becomes.The soup made from the meat of the mutton and the bones of the canal is really delicious, and my husband is really good at eating it.

Mr. Kun warmly greeted everyone: "Come to eat meat, the meat is already cooked, come quickly." It seems that he stewed the pot of meat.

In the morning, I ate a pot of stewed mutton and chicken bones. By the way, I took Zhu Jiuyin's blood from upstairs and drank it with apple juice and pear juice. It was sweet and tasted very good.

The ointment boiled from the sheep licorice canal really worked well, after two days of applying it, the chilblains and cracks on Xu Xiaobai's hands disappeared.His hands seemed to be a few shades whiter, not the same color as his own face.

Xu Xiaobai showed Zhou Qingyan his hands. Although the effect was obvious, the smell of this ointment was too unpleasant.Xu Xiaobai held up his hand and said to Zhou Qingyan: "I'll wipe it off for another day, and I think it will be smooth, so I won't wipe it off tomorrow." Zhou Qingyan took his hand to look at it, and pressed it on it. It's ready.

The ointment made from boiled licorice is really effective.But if Xu Xiaobai is willing to wipe for another day, then let's wipe for another day.

He looked at the sky, in the eastern sky, crimson clouds had almost surrounded half of the sky.There are visions in the east, from the perspective of the human world, this is happening, whether there is a great event for the emperor, or a historical change, or the arrival of a big monster.

Mr. Kun came out with the demon sword: "Sir, the sword is cracked." Mr. Kun pulled out the sword, this time Xu Xiaobai saw it, the master's sword has cracked, there are thin cracks, like a turtle The pattern on the shell is the same.

Xu Xiaobai was very worried: "My master's sword is broken, what should I do?" Didn't it mean that it was just borrowed for use, it is like a piece of clothing, now that the clothing is torn, how can I return it.

Zhou Qingyan thought about it for a while: "We can hide the sword, hide it tightly, and prevent your master from finding it."

Xu Xiaobai didn't think it was a good idea at all.

Mr. Kun also looked at the red clouds in the sky with Zhou Qingyan. The red clouds were billowing and almost surrounded the sky.Mr. Kun finally sighed: "Ah, the beautiful color is just like crabapple cake!"

The color of the crabapple cake is deep red, a bit thicker than the red in the sky.The color should also be more beautiful and brighter. When thinking of crabapple cakes, the deliciousness of crabapple cakes will naturally come to mind.Mr. Kun said from the bottom of his heart: "What a big piece of crabapple cake."

Xu Xiaobai has never eaten crabapple cakes, nor has he heard of this name.He asked Mr. Kun: "Is the crabapple cake delicious?"

The taste of crabapple cake is because of the long time passed, and Mr. Kun was still a little blue fish who was not very sensible at that time, because he only remembered the deliciousness.Unable to remember what it tasted like, he thought for a while, "It's probably sweet."

Many cakes are sweet. In the past, there were many cakes, each of which was colorfully placed on the red-lacquered wooden table, making the red-lacquered table look like an exquisite small garden.Orange red cake, begonia cake, fat oil cake, yellow sponge cake, white sugar strip cake, honey cake, water milled rice cake, lentil cake, buckwheat cake, baked cake, these cakes are gone now.

The little garden no longer exists.All that remained was the red-painted wooden table covered with snow-white steamed buns.

Zhou Qingyan nodded: "It's all sweet, not as delicious as halva." Hawtang is still sweet, but the sweetness of halva is very unique, and there are rustling crumbs when you eat it.Xu Xiaobai also thinks crispy candies are delicious. During the Chinese New Year when he was a child, every household bought hard fruit candies, which can last for a long time in his mouth. Crispy candies are only eaten by children who are away from home. I brought some back when I visited my parents at home.

Xu Xiaobai remembers the prawn crispy candy most clearly: "Prawn shrimp crispy candy, I have eaten it, as long as you take a bite, the taste of peanuts will fill your mouth, it is sweet and will melt into your mouth."

Zhou Qingyan shook his head, it wasn't that kind of crispy candy.A long time ago, in the misty and rainy Jiangnan, in the alleys of Jiangnan, peach red paper was wrapped with bamboo green paper, and on the bamboo green paper were painted three or two branches of peach blossoms, and Sutang looked like a pretty woman hiding behind the peach blossom branches.

Zhou Qingyan took Xu Xiaobai's hand and wiped it carefully with a hot towel: "The crisp candy in the past was not called Sutang, it was called Dongtang." Walking in the world with Mr. Kun's small fish tank in his arms, traveling through the times.

She is probably not as good as Du Shiniang, who sank into the treasure chest in anger, Liu Rushi, who voted to protect her reputation, and Li Xiangjun, who yelled at the traitor and splashed her peach blossom fan with blood, but all the above women, Mr. Jiu Qing I haven't seen it, probably because the women above are not good at cooking.

When Zhou Qingyan passed by Qin Huai, he once had a meal made by her.Even pickles can be pickled yellow as wax and green as emerald.

Zhou Qingyan opened the wooden box and carefully smeared it on Xu Xiaobai's hands: "Dong Tang used to be finer than this. The first Dong Tang I ate was the best and most fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus that bloomed in the morning. Topped with the finest and most refined white sugar, shelled glutinous rice and sesame powder, crisp and sweet, easy to melt in the mouth.”

Xu Xiaobai said that he really wanted to taste the legendary Dong Tang.

Zhou Qingyan painted Xu Xiaobai's hands all over, and then patted Xu Xiaobai's hand: "Okay, it's done."

Xu Xiaobai retracted his hand.He has already been delighted by the male god.Xu Xiaobai stood up: "I'm also going to make halva, do I use sweet-scented osmanthus, glutinous rice, and white sugar?"

The memory is too long, and the taste of halva seems to be that kind of taste.Feel free to toss with your own objects.

Xu Xiaobai found the sweet-scented osmanthus, which was bought from the Internet, I don't know if there is still the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the morning.Glutinous rice flour, sesame powder, sugar.

After working for a whole day, Xu Xiaobai finally tossed out a portion of halva.This is the ninth day, and tomorrow will be the tenth day.The red clouds in the sky were as red as if they were about to bleed, and they were blood red, as if someone's bright red had been sprayed onto the sky.

Zhou Qingyan was packing up, packing all the things to bring tomorrow into his backpack, Xu Xiaobai finished packing his own things, and ran to the male god's room with the crispy candies he made: "Come and taste my crispy candies .”

Zhou Qingyan put the jacket into his backpack, turned his head, opened his mouth and tasted the halva made by his partner. It tasted sweet, with some sesame taste, but the taste was indescribable.

But looking at Xu Xiaobai's earnest eyes, Zhou Qingyan nodded: "It's great, it's delicious." Xu Xiaobai put a large box of crispy candy on the table: "I'll leave that for you to eat." Zhou Qingyan watched Looking at the big full box, I suggested: "You can send some to Mr. Kun."

Or save it for dinner.Zhou Qingyan took out his mobile phone to check the time. It was past eight o'clock, less than four hours before their departure.

Of course, Mr. Kun has to taste the crisp candy made by himself.Xu Xiaobai threw the crispy candy he made into Mr. Kun's small fish tank: "Mr. Kun, try my crispy candy."

Mr. Kun was lying in the fish tank with his white belly turned upside down, the small shark's fin resting on his white belly, seeing the crispy candy thrown down by Xu Xiaobai, Mr. Kun swallowed it in one gulp, the taste was a little bit similar, it was just the texture.As an upright boy, Mr. Kun said honestly, "Does this taste like a pancake?"

Mr. Kun jumped out of the fish tank, picked up the demon knife on the table, and looked out at the sky from the window.

When the country is going to prosper, there must be auspiciousness, and when there are visions in the sky, there must be evildoers.

The sky will be swallowed up by blood-red clouds!

Mr. Kun said to Xu Xiaobai: "Have you packed your things? We are going to set off." Xu Xiaobai replied: "Everything has been packed." Sutang is not interested, but the noble big monster likes it very much. Its head is buried in the box and it eats big mouthfuls. Although the taste is very similar to bread, it tastes really sweet.

After Qiongqi ate the candy, he found that everyone was ready to go out!It is now 11:30 in the evening, Xu Xiaobai pulled the zipper of the jacket down to the neck, put on the hat, and put on the backpack.Zhou Qingyan was about to close the door when Qiongqi, a big noble monster, flew out waving his wings. He didn't dare to rush to the gentleman, but rushed towards the little gentleman.

Everyone is about to go out, but they don't bring the noble monster Qiongqi with them!Qiongqi flew to Xu Xiaobai's backpack and curled up on it.

Xu Xiaobai turned his head to look at Qiongqi: "Are you going with me too? I think it's quite dangerous, but if you want to go, just go."

Lock the big iron gate, just as Mr. Lin said, go all the way east, don't stop no matter what you encounter, head east, you will find where the demon knife came from, who it is, and what will happen in the future.

Zhou Qingyan glanced at his phone again, and saw that it was twelve o'clock, and it was the tenth day.On the tenth day, there was a vision in the sky. Looking around, the sky had been swallowed up by red clouds, and the sky was full of red clouds, and nothing was left to be seen.

Mr. Kun held the sword, and the demon knife lived in the sword, and walked in the front.He picked his ears, and seemed to hear a gurgling sound coming from the farthest east, as if someone's stomach was hungry.

Walking east, Xu Xiaobai was wearing a mask and gloves. Thinking about it, Teacher Lin didn't seem to tell the male god how long and how many roads he had to walk east. Did he want to keep walking like this?

When I first left the house, I walked eastward, and it was a straight road. Xu Xiaobai often walked this road when he was young. When he walked forward, he would come to a village called Dashaotian Village. Dashaotian Village planted rice and raised crabs. Xu Xiaobai When I was in high school, I often took the bus there secretly, and went to Dashaotian Village to fish for crabs in autumn.

After walking for two hours, I still haven't reached Dashaotian Village. Usually, it takes less than an hour to get there by bus.While walking, he felt that the road was really far away. Xu Xiaobai sat down on the steps by himself: "We are so stupid. Tang Seng knows how to ride a horse when he goes to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. Do we really want to walk? Don't It’s funny, it’s so far away, my God, we haven’t even reached Xiaoshaotian Village yet.” Xu Xiaobai suggested to the male god and Mr. Kun: “Do you think we should also find a mount or something.”