Shanhaijing monster edible guide

The village chief squatted on the stone pier in front of Zhou Qingyan's house, finished smoking a cigarette, and turned to look at the house behind him.The three green brick and adobe houses have not been properly taken care of. The grass on the roof is half a foot high. When the wind blows, it will fall back and forth.

The big iron gate was covered with red iron rust, and he was good at scraping the red iron foam all over his hands.Unlocked, fastened by a twig with a little bud sprouting from a green tip.

After the village chief finished smoking, he patted the red iron foam in his hands. Just now he tried his best to push the old iron gate.He saw Zhou Qingyan coming from a long distance with a bag of things on his back, hurriedly got off the stone pier, and greeted with a smile: "Qingyan, you're back, where are you going, Uncle hasn't seen you for several days."

Zhou Qingyan hummed with the bag on his back, then continued to walk forward, reached the door and reached out to take down the branch attached to the door.The village chief's face was wrinkled in layers of smiles, resembling dehydrated old chrysanthemums dried in the autumn.He stood on the side, clinging to the gate of Zhou Qingyan's house, and stretched out his hand to block the way: "The thing that uncle told you is so bad, you see that you are not at home every day or two, and you can't live in the house. You sell it to uncle. Your elder brother is going to marry a wife, and my uncle just wants to open up the two sides and build five big tile-roofed houses."

The village chief is very obsessed with the five big tile-roofed houses. Ever since his son fell in love with a girl from the next village, and the girl proposed to get married, she had to ask for a gift of [-] yuan, a black car, and five new houses. Big tile house.There were only four original houses in the village chief's house. In total, even if it was rebuilt, it was still not enough, and he was unwilling to buy the land again, keeping his son too far away, so Zhou Qingyan took a fancy to Zhou Qingyan's three adobe houses.

Leave the old couple to live alone, and there are exactly five rooms left.

Zhou Qingyan pushed open the door, and was about to go in. The village chief grabbed the big iron gate with all his strength, and missed this opportunity. The next time I see Zhou Qingyan again, I don't know when it will be. A figure seen by a genius.The village chief raised his hand: "One thousand, one thousand from my uncle."

Zhou Qingyan turned around and pressed down the raised finger of the village chief, and said sincerely: "Too few." After speaking, he went in and closed the iron gate, and pinned the green branch to the gate.

Walking to the tap water, Zhou Qingyan put the cloth bag on his back against the big vat, filled half of the water with a blue plastic basin with cracks on the side, and poured it all over his head.

The water splashed into a small fish tank next to the water pipe, and the strange-looking little blue fish with a short tail, a fat body, long scales on its back and long hairs on its head suddenly opened its eyes, and jumped out of the fish tank. Gao, spat on Zhou Qingyan's face, then fell back into the water tank.

The village head outside the door was still banging on the door vigorously, shouting at the same time: "Qingyan, your elder brother is over 30, and he finally married a wife. Uncle will give you another five hundred, one thousand five, one thousand five what?" So, Qingyan."

Zhou Qingyan saw a layer of red iron rust foam on the ground outside the gate of his house.

The small fish in the fish tank floated on the water with its white belly turned over, spit out a few bubbles, and slapped the water with its short tail vigorously. The water splashed on Zhou Qingyan's face, and the ground with a radius of tens of meters shook slightly.It's barely noticeable.

Zhou Qingyan opened the cloth bag and took out two large steamed buns with open noodles and threw them into the fish tank.He carried a basin of water to water the eggplants planted in the yard. At this time, the eggplants had already produced fruit, the size of a child's fist. He picked a few and gnawed them until his lips and teeth were stained purple, and threw one under the cucumber stand. Eggplant stalks, I saw a letter hanging on the cucumber rack.

Zhou Qingyan took the letter off the cucumber rack, and there was a khaki hair stuck to the envelope. He picked it up and smelled it, and it smelled like a weasel.Zhou Qingyan opened the letter, and on it was Yishui's plain words: My nephew, Qingyan, you Uncle Wa, I have encountered difficulties. I have encountered a tricky thing like a rogue monkey making trouble in the heavenly palace. Now, as a superior, I order Come and help me get rid of this messy thing. If I succeed, I will ask the organization to give you a promotion and a salary increase. You will be able to marry Bai Fumei in a short time. If you really don’t want to, then uncle will give you a real one Order, eat and stay included, eat included, eat as much as you want, eat anything, eat for as long as you want, come or not.

Free food.

Zhou Qingyan picked up the fish tank on the ground, walked to the big iron gate, inserted the branch attached to the gate into the fish tank, and opened the gate.The village chief patted the rusty residue, squatted at the door of Zhou Qingyan to smoke again, turned his head to see Zhou Qingyan came out, his lips were purple, showing a mouthful of purple teeth, and said, "Ten thousand, should I buy it?"

The village chief was taken aback: "Qingyan, what's wrong with you? Why are your lips and teeth purple?" Zhou Qingyan remembered the village chief's stinginess and love to take advantage of others, so he stepped forward to hold the village chief's hand, Say sincerely: "I have a terminal illness and need money for medical treatment."

Three hours later, Zhou Qingyan had 8000 yuan in his pocket, two large cloth bags on his back, and a fish tank in his arms with a green branch stuck in it.Before he left, he picked all the eggplants and cucumbers in the yard and put them into a cloth bag, and the other cloth bag contained the steamed buns he bought today.According to the route stated in the letter, I got on the bus to Zhuocheng.

Getting off from Zhuocheng bus station, Zhou Qingyan took a small Bengbeng car, and according to the address on the letter, the small Bengbeng car stopped in front of a small courtyard.It is said to be a small courtyard. Looking at it from the iron fence, the courtyard is not too small, and there are no flowers in the courtyard.On the contrary, only a one-meter-wide path was left, and vegetables were planted on both sides, such as coriander, celery, lettuce, and spinach growing on the ground, and tomatoes, string beans, bitter gourd, and loofah hanging in the air.Walking along the path, there is a two-story building with white walls and red roof.

There are still roses wrapped around the iron fence.

But these are no match for the aroma wafting from the two-story building with white walls and red roof.Zhou Qingyan moved his nose, the aroma was invisible to ordinary people, and the aroma was automatically magnified countless times in his nose, it was the fresh smell of fish, the fish was steaming right now, it was fresh and tender, it would get old after a while, It won't be cooked for a while.Maybe I can catch up with time and have a good meal.

Zhou Qingyan couldn't wait to ring the doorbell on the iron fence.

Xu Xiaobai was wearing a large grass-green hurdle vest, which was hanging on his body empty, with two thin legs dangling underneath.While he was on the phone, he was cutting red peppers, tears streaming from his hot eyes, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe them.

His friend asked him on the phone: "Your master hasn't found anyone yet?" Speaking of this, Xu Xiaobai felt sad. His master could not be found for two weeks, but his master disappeared for a day or two. There was also when it was a month ago, and I always felt that it disappeared in a hurry this time.

While putting away the chopped red peppers, Xu Xiaobai answered his friend's question: "That's right, I haven't found anyone yet, and I don't know where I went to play, and I didn't tell me."

Xu Xiaobai finished collecting the red peppers on the chopping board, and heard the doorbell: "I'm hanging up, someone rings the doorbell, I'll go see who it is."

Xu Xiaobai put on a pair of sports shorts, and ran out to open the door. Through the iron fence, he saw Zhou Qingyan holding a big steamed bun with choking noodles and eating two small cucumbers in two bites.Xu Xiaobai didn't see Zhou Qingyan's face clearly, Zhou Qingyan's hair was very long at the temples, stood up irregularly, and the dark red hair looked very hard.

This is a killer.Xu Xiaobai was sure, and he was wearing an army green vest with ripped sleeves, a pair of whitish jeans, a pair of muddy black cloth shoes and two large cloth bags on his feet.Still a rustic killer.

Xu Xiaobai opened the door: "Who are you looking for?" Zhou Qingyan stood up from the ground, smelling the smell of steamed fish, he was already hungry, and had already gnawed on five big steamed buns.Zhou Qingyan took out the address given by Zhang Wazi, and from the picture drawn on it, he was sure it was this small building with white walls and red roof: "I'm looking for Zhang Wazi."

Xu Xiaobai remembered that his master had told him that a nephew from the countryside named Qing Yan would come over. It was before the master disappeared that he said that he would come within a day or two, the room was tidied up, and he waited for more than two weeks. They didn't come, I thought they weren't coming.

Xu Xiaobai snorted: "You are, are you Qingyan?"

Zhou Qingyan stretched out his hand, and saw Xu Xiaobai's outstretched hand was soft and tender, rubbed his hand on his clothes and stretched it out: "I'm Zhou Qingyan, Zhang Wazi wrote me to come over."

Xu Xiaobai stretched out his hand to pick up the fish tank that Zhou Qingyan was holding: "Master, he is not at home, but he told you to stay when you come. When did you receive the letter? I remember that Master sent the letter a long time ago. gone."

Zhou Qingyan didn't hand over the fish tank, he carried the cloth bag and hugged the fish tank and followed behind Xu Xiaobai: "I received it today."

Received it today.Xu Xiaobai thought that it had been more than two weeks since the master's letter was mailed: "Is it sent by post?"

Zhou Qingyan thought of the weasel hair on the envelope: "No, I sent you a wolf."

Xu Xiaobai had never heard of the name of this courier, it sounded like a small courier, no wonder it took more than two weeks to send a letter.

Xu Xiaobai opened the door, and Zhou Qingyan followed in, wiggling his nose: "The fish is old."

Xu Xiaobai hurried to the kitchen, took the steamed fish out of the pot, picked up some meat from the belly of the fish with chopsticks and tasted it, he thought it was okay, not too old, the meat was still quite fresh.

Burn tea seed oil in the pot, and sprinkle green onion on the fish head. When the oil is hot and pour over the fish head, there is only a pricking sound, and a stream of hot oil mixed with the aroma of fresh fish rises into the air.

Zhou Qingyan looked at the kitchen and said to himself: "The oil is not hot enough."

After Xu Xiaobai poured the hot oil, sprinkled the steamed fish with tempeh, thickened the soup and poured it into the plate.Looking at the big red, green and green plates, Xu Xiaobai was quite satisfied, not bragging, there really isn't a restaurant chef in a hundred miles around his skill that can match him.

Xu Xiaobai took the fish out, while Zhou Qingyan was still standing there with the bag on his back.