Mozun is forced to farm

At noon the next day, Mr. Xiao warmly hosted a banquet in honor of the newly recruited emissary. All the delicious food and wine were compared to the scale of the state banquet, which was very grand.

He was able to lead a group of monks and counselors to this point, and he did have some brains.

At first glance, this iron-absorbing stone demon is not a good stubble. Even if he is lucky enough to use it for himself, seeing that the other party can melt swords into jade, he does not know where he will stumble if he is accidentally offended. It is safe to use both soft and hard methods.

The Mozun was bound to the barren hills near Wenzhou, and indeed he kept some curiosity, but it wasn't about the food.

He was invited to the upper seat, watching the maidservant like a cloud bring all kinds of exquisite dishes, his appetite was normal.

Stuffed oranges with crab, Wensi tofu, or the fruit wood roast duck that the chefs in the north have roasted since the morning, it looks like it is really skillful and seasoned carefully.

But men generally only eat two chopsticks, just taste it and forget it.

It is less than half of the dining room on Wangshidu River.

He took a sip of his wine, while watching the silk and bamboo singing and dancing, while thinking about the most urgent issues at present.

... What is lard?

What are they playing?

What can lard be used for after refining?

It stands to reason that after becoming the lord of demons and ghosts, Mozun's horizons are indeed rapidly expanding, and he is full of anecdotes from heaven and earth.

But there are always all kinds of trivial and new things around Lin Zhu, which can attract his attention every time.

On the high platform, Mr. Xiao was still observing the young man with a plain face, his brows were slightly frowned.

This is by no means an ordinary monster, the best courtesy is like wind and smoke in front of him, and he can't be moved at all.

What exactly is this person's weakness?What can I do to completely control him?

The eldest son Xiao Shun saw it and whispered something like a counselor, which made the old man nod his head.

On the other side, the second young master leaned over to toast again.

Mozun was thinking about something, and he raised his glass to drink after a while.

When the foolish young master approached him, his clothes were still stained with red mud on his temples, as if he had just come to the banquet after making clay.

"Run away." Xiao Sha looked around nervously, and repeated again: "This is not a good place, run away."

Mozun took a look at the young master and thought that you are very kind, so he smiled instead.

"What if I can't escape?"

Xiao Sha's face turned pale immediately, and he grabbed his sleeve anxiously: "No way."

"You have to run, here, eat people here!"

Just as he said this, the father and son who were whispering on the stage finally saw it and called for the servants to take the second young master away.

Until the maids dragged him away, Xiao Sha was still staring at Xie Xuechen in a daze, as if he was afraid that he would die.

As soon as Xia Yu started to fall, it fell endlessly, but the Xiao family spent a lot of money, so they were able to invite monks from all walks of life to take shelter from the rain, and hold banquets and dances in the gardens and fields.

The rain from high in the sky fell down like silver needles, and when you got close, it was like encountering an invisible dome, rolling down in all directions with the wind, without wetting any guest's clothes.

Only the servants and maids hurriedly brought dishes and melons from a distance under the rain, but they were all chilled, and there was no benefit.

Before the three rounds of wine had passed, a monk running errands came from outside on the wind, approaching the landing and hurried forward, reporting his urgency to the master of the Xiao family.

"The big thing is not good! My lord! There was a day and night of heavy rain on Candle Mountain, and the fortifications were nearly half collapsed. An hour ago, more than a dozen long-term workers were crushed to death, and several supervisors were inside. I don't know whether they are dead or alive!"

Master Xiao was furious, and immediately looked at the iron-absorbing stone demon sitting alone in the banquet room, his eyes became subtle.

"The timing is just right."

The old man flicked his sleeves, led the people off the stage quickly, walked up to Xie Xuechen and explained the reason in two or three sentences, meaning to ask him to go to the emergency.

It's not waiting for him to agree or not to agree, the few instigators behind him have already expressed everything.

If you submit obediently, we will take you there on a high platform and a sedan chair.

Otherwise, I will serve you again with Shifan tied demon ropes. The demon contract I just signed yesterday is not a joke.

Xie Xuechen stood up and responded, Shi Shiran sat in a silk embroidered soft sedan chair, and was carried away by four other fast-legged monks. The whole process of cooperation was unbelievable.

He had found out last night that all capable craftsmen had been sent away first, and had been repairing tombs in the deep mountains for several months, and most of the people left in the mansion were idlers such as account books and documents.

The sedan chair was stable and fast in mid-air, and it even had spells to assist shock absorption, so the treatment was very good.

Mozun leaned against the window and folded another thousand paper cranes, and opened the curtain to let it fly.

The torrential rain blew along with the wind, and the paper crane's wings were immediately wet, and the edges and corners lost their shape in a daze.

Zhihe turned to look at Mozun, who stared back.

See what I do, fly fast.

The latter begrudgingly fluttered a few times, and flew against Qingyan Mountain outside Quzhou City.

On the other side, Lin Zhu was leading Shuangjin and they were braving the drizzle to weed the fields together. Their arms and legs were rolled up, and the warm and wet mud buried them up to their knees.

The thousand paper cranes couldn't see clearly where the man was among the lush green seedlings of the four or five acres of land from a high place, so it flew around three times before being spotted by Lin Shuangjin.

"Brother Lin! It's the paper crane blown by Master!"

Shuang Jin was still dozing off after getting up too early, but now her eyes lit up: "It's looking for you, call him!"

Lin Zhu replied from a distance, and the paper crane turned around and flew away, wobbly landing in the palm of the hand.

Then he splashed the water like a cat, splashing the scholar's face, and he was very petite.

Lin Zhu wiped his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's the matter?"

Mozun said leisurely: "I originally planned to go home today."

"Then?"

"Then I was tied up again." Mozun looked at the mountain outside, and said truthfully: "We will reach Candle Mountain in half an hour, and they want to escort me to repair the mausoleum."

Lin Zhu suddenly remembered that he had seen it in the distance when he and he rode the clouds together. There were several mountains in the southeast showing dragon veins, and one of them was Zhushan.

At that time, looking at the past was just a sight-seeing, so I didn't think of today.

Probably because there was no reply for a long time, Mozun gave more hints.

"These people are still threatening me. They want to tie me up with ropes and whip the whip until I am obedient."

Now that the words have been delivered here, Lin Zhu can almost see the other party's awkward expression, covering his head and laughing.

"Okay, okay, you stay there," he promised, "I'll bring Fifth Brother and the others to pick you up. Don't mess around with others."

Xie Xuechen refused to accept it as soon as it was ready, and asked, "Where did you get the suet oil? What do you do after refining it?"

"There is a child in the Zhang family who was selected as a scholar, that is, the little guy who helped me buy books earlier. After receiving the letter, his family was so happy that they killed three pigs in a row, and specially gave us a big copy."

"You bring it."

Lin Zhu took the hot towel from Shuang Jin and said calmly, "Are you serious about bringing the lard to the Imperial Tomb for refining?"

Lin Shuang stroking the dog without changing his expression, said gently: "Maybe Master is stuck there, it's rare to think about it."

Lin Zhu wondered: "This thing is not easy to hold..."

"Give it to Fa Cai! I can curse!" Lin Shuangjin immediately raised her hand: "I'm going home to prepare my luggage, let's save Master!"

Xie Xuechen was very satisfied: "Then I will wait for you in the mausoleum."

"That sounds too weird!!"

As soon as the news spread, the other two who were walking the dog and drinking tea in the yard happily went to the appointment.

Being idle at home is also idle, and it would be good to see how the Dragon Vessel Imperial Tomb has been completed.

Although there is no Mozun Buyun to travel, the two dogs in the family are used to being ridden. A few days ago, Lin Zhu even saddled them and added a handle design, which is very easy to use.

Immortals and ghosts are walking in the mountains, so they inevitably talk about the Xiao family.

"Dragon veins? Is it for the cultivators?"

"It doesn't sound like it," Lin Zhu said after chatting with Xie Xuechen before, hugging the dog's neck, "it seems that Mr. Xiao still has an old man at home, and he will be buried in the mausoleum when it is repaired."

Lin Shuangjin suddenly noticed something at the side.

"That family can rely on monks to help the master swallow pills to prolong their lives. It stands to reason that the old man can live for many years, isn't it?"

If the Longmai New Mausoleum had been repaired early, wouldn't the old man in their family have to...be buried there in advance?

She has felt that people's hearts are sinister for a long time, but she didn't expect that besides abandoning their wives and children, there are people who can even count their own fathers.

"I have seen the mountains in that area before, and there are indeed some unusual places." Lin Zhu looked back at the traces of clouds and rain behind them, and said anxiously: "If we really plan to rebel, do we need to inform the government? "

"Anxin," Xie Mingyan said leisurely while sitting on the lantern, "If they offend my short-tempered brother, it's not impossible for them to be burned from top to bottom."

"Think about it, the government only needs to come here to collect the corpses, and they don't have to bother to catch people, which saves trouble."

"..."

At the same time, Xie Xuechen leaned against the window to watch the rain, and heard rustling noises.

Turning his head again, a dark wall in the sedan chair slid open, revealing Xiao Sha who was hiding inside.

Mozun stared at the teenage child for a moment, "You..."

"I'm here to save you!" Xiao Sha took the flying sedan for the first time, and he was still afraid of heights, so he clasped the window sill with both hands to maintain his balance: "Let's knock the bearer unconscious and run away!"

His mind was muddled, he only remembered to save people, he couldn't bury them all in the man-eating mausoleum, he coaxed away the maids early and hid them in the sedan chair, and he couldn't tell whether he was smart or stupid.

Before he finished speaking, the child looked at the sky below the window, almost cried out of fright, and curled up in a ball holding the window sill.

"Good... so high!!"

Xie Xuechen looked at it with a complicated expression, and stretched out his hand to help the unlucky child up.

Before reaching out his hand, someone outside the window said brightly: "Xie Xuechen!! Go home!!"

The monk bearers on both sides were startled suddenly, and the four guards walking in the air had already drawn their knives.

Xie Mingyan sat on the lamp, still holding a steaming purple clay pot in his hand: "You still want someone to come in to invite you! Go home and feed the pigs!"

Before Mozun could speak, a little furry head poked out the window and saw four people and two dogs galloping in mid-air at the same time.

Xiao Sha's eyes were dark and bright, originally he looked very clear, but the moment he met Xie Mingyan's eyes, they turned dull: "Hello, hello..."

He originally thought that the big brother in the sedan chair was already very good-looking, but when he really saw the beautiful fifth brother in the luan robe and fairy belt, his brain lost his ability to think, and he almost missed the window sill.

Xie Mingyan was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that Xie Xuechen was sitting inside, he asked, "Child, are you?"

"He is the second young master of the Xiao family," Xie Xuechen said lazily, "hid in the sedan chair and slipped out with me."

Lin Zhu was alarmed: "You abducted the child?!"

The guards were also shocked: "Second Young Master!! Second Young Master, why are you in there!!"

Xiao Sha was still lying on the window watching the Mingyan, wiped away tears and said: "You are so beautiful, I saw you fall to death today and it was worth it."

Xie Mingyan was satisfied: "Well done, I'll take you back to grow sweet potatoes together."

Su Hongxiu said quietly: "Wake up, this is someone else's child."

At this moment, the guards were either fighting or running, and they were caught in a dilemma.

The main reason was not that the fool of the second young master was also in the sedan chair, but that they were too fast and had already arrived in advance.

There are stewards waiting to pick up people at the Observatory at the height of Candle Mountain. It sounded like there were eight people escorting the big monster, but it turned out that there were more than a dozen people coming together from a distance, and there were even some people riding dogs. up.

The sedan chair fell suddenly, the iron magnet stone demon who rescued the scene did not come out, and the second young master fell out, hitting his buttocks painfully.

"hiss……"

The speech that the steward had prepared was stuck in his mouth: "Second young master... what's going on here."

The guards finally had a helping hand at this moment, they were able to draw their swords and fight again, and immediately surrounded them in a circle.

Lin Zhu didn't want to see people killed or injured, so he raised his hand and stopped.

"We are here to accompany him. Where is the collapsed place?"

The security steward looked at each other in blank dismay: "Is there such a thing?"

Xie Xuechen stretched and walked out.

The terrain of Candle Mountain is rugged, but if you ride the wind and the clouds, it will only be a matter of a moment.

No one in front dared to lead the way with a lamp, but Jie Xuechen found the place with his breath, and signaled to the craftsmen who were rushing to dig the collapsed rocks to get out of the way first.

Standing alone among the ruins like a collapsed tall building, he slowly raised his right hand.

At this moment, the wind and rain are not broken, and a brick and stone Buddha sculpture is lifted up silently, like a belated miracle.

Immediately afterwards, all the broken walls, muddy water, and fine sand were lifted up again as if going back in time, and they were relocated to the left and right for the second time.

He only needs to breathe in and out, and he can find the creatures buried in the depths.

The collapsed place was still a mess before, but it only needed to raise one's hand and turn one's palm, as if all the boulders and quicksand were insignificant, but a small problem that could be solved in an instant.

A craftsman saw the clothes corner of his companion who was still alive, and rushed over to save his life, crying out for his life.

A handyman realized that this person did not come from the mortal world, and knelt behind him as if witnessing the manifestation of a saint, panicked.

Hundreds of people knelt down or exclaimed, and the figures buried deep in the gravel became clearer and clearer.

In fact, Mozun did very little, such as dividing mountains to save people, and helping stones to return to justice.

Compared with his countless bloody battles in the heavens, this is hardly even recorded as any merit.

Comparing before and after, saving people is much easier than killing people.

Xie Xuechen restored the collapsed place to a similar state, and then turned around.

Where did the steward dare to order him, he gave a big gift tremblingly, and his articulation was a bit confusing when he said thank you.

Master—what did Master invite to repair the mausoleum, my God! !

With the existence of such a terrifying force, it is not a problem to directly kill the capital, so what's the matter with Lao Shizi Longmai!

Xie Xuechen clapped his hands, looked at the chief in the confusion, and asked, "Can we start cooking?"

The master looked at this man with a cup of tea and completed a job that would take half a month for a thousand people. He dared not let them eat, and his face froze with a smile: "Dangdang, of course you can. What do you want to eat?!"

"You don't need to do it," Mozun turned to look for where Lin Zhu was: "Qingchuan, have you brought suet?"

"Ang, congratulations on carrying it."

Gouzi whined and rushed forward with a basket of pork belly and lard on his back.

The supervisor and deputy supervisor next to him looked dumbfounded.

This is a god who came to repair the imperial mausoleum.

It's okay to be one enemy against a thousand, and he brought his own cooking team, which even had to make lard on the spot.

Someone with a bright mind had already reacted, and shouted: "What are you still looking at! Come and clear out the place to chop firewood for Mr. Shi to make a stove, and clean the iron pot before putting it on!"

"Let's start the stove! Let's get it right now!"

"Master Shi! What size pot do you want? We have other rice, noodles and grains here!!"

Lin Shuang saw that Xuechen was helping Lin Zhu move the baskets, and pulled Su Hongxiu who was watching the fun: "I saw wild onions and leeks on the road, let's go pick some together!"

Su Hongxiu's curiosity was immediately diverted: "Isn't the mountain full of weeds?"

"The lard boiled with wild onions is delicious! When I was a child, I saw the maids at home making it!"

"Let's go!"

Here Mozun finally saw the legendary lard suet, and he got tired of seeing it.

The whole body of a pig, the most valuable one is the pork ribs with streaky ribs. Either the meat is fat and thin, suitable for stewing or roasting, or the small ribs are delicious. Few people eat fat in their mouths, and they often discard them. .

He rolled up his sleeves, and together with Lin Zhu, he brought out the long strips of white oil, the places he touched were all greasy and fat, which made people's appetite even worse.

Like long boards and thick bricks, there is no lean meat at the top, but thick oil.

Lin Zhu had already re-pinned the long hair that was blown by the cloud and wind, rolled up his sleeves and taught him to wash it again and again with warm water, and then took out the chopping board and cut it section by section with a kitchen knife.

Xie Xuechen didn't know how to cook at first, but after living in the village for several months, he could even fry sugar. Now he is obedient and follows, and cooks as he is taught.

The craftsmen were busy pushing their carts back and forth again, and the stewards didn't dare to get too close. They watched from afar, terrified.

They originally thought that the black-robed man was already extremely powerful, but they didn't expect that he would bow his head and ears in front of the peach hairpin scholar, and even cook with him.

What is the origin of these people, that they were dispatched by the master of the Xiao family to repair the mausoleum together? !

The bundles of suet were finally cut into neat small pieces, and Hongxiu and the others brought baskets of wild onions over.

Lin Zhu was still looking around at first, but when he saw this, he became happy and washed the roots of the onions together with them.

When the cauldron was heated up, all the lard was poured in, and suddenly there was a strong aroma.

In the fine drizzle, in the remote mountains, in the approaching dusk and the strangeness of a remote foreign land, the aroma of fried lard spreads from top to bottom like a milky white mist.

Originally, the taste was greasy and crude, a vulgarity that would not be touched by high places in the royal court.

But it is vulgar and calm, so simple that it hits the mark with one blow.

The fat is fully awakened under the cooking fire, and it is so bright and moist that it sways like moonlight when it is placed in a bowl.

The strong aroma reminds people of Chinese New Year croquettes, honey grilled pork ribs, or crispy fried tenderloin.

The sweetness of wild onion is immediately integrated into it, which can wake up everyone's taste in the cold and wet rain.

A large pot of suet was gradually refined into a bowl of clear white oil.

It's cold and windy in the high mountains, just put a bowl of oil there, and it will freeze like white jade jelly in a blink of an eye.

Just as Lin Zhu was cooking a spoon at the stove, he felt the eyes of many people.

They just found a place to cook, but the craftsmen were still busy coming and going, regardless of whether it collapsed or not, the rain stopped and the night was late.

"Hey, let's make buns."

Mozun was still looking at the white jade jelly that had solidified in the bowl, feeling a little hungry from the cold wind, his gaze stayed for a long time and he asked, "Make steamed stuffed buns?"

"Well, boil some white porridge with shallots and lard, and then make a few big steamed buns with leeks and fresh meat—"

Lin Zhu didn't quite understand the accent here, so he still waved his hands and shouted: "Hey, let's make buns!"

"Is someone here to knead the dough! Let's go together!"

Many people who were watching or snooping before were stunned in place, and their minds were disturbed by the aroma of fried lard early on.

At this moment, Lin Zhu yelled, and the supervisors tacitly stopped to turn around and go to other places, which meant that the adults could do as long as they were willing, just watch.

Immediately, someone put down the pickaxe cart in his hand and volunteered to help pick leeks.

People gathered around one after another, and they couldn't believe that there would be big meat buns to eat tonight.

"Are these good meats really used to make buns for us?"

"I'm so thankful that I can eat white bread and leeks, it's really meaty!"

"Hey, this is at least half a pig, this dog is so good at pulling goods?! It's too powerful!!"

Master Xiao's eight-treasure duck, sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, even if he couldn't finish it, he wouldn't satisfy the craftsmen.

The sweaty horses they raise can eat baskets of fine wheat and polished rice every day, but the slaves who are cheated and abducted, as well as the slaves who forcibly signed the deeds of sale, just don’t starve to death.

The coarse bran and miscellaneous grains are dealt with casually, with a meal of porridge, and occasionally some pickles.

Even if a foreman quietly withholds food and rice and uses it to enrich his own pockets, it is nothing to starve to death for one or two people. It is no wonder that they died of illness.

Today, when Xie Xuechen came, not only was the tragedy of the collapse quickly contained, but even the food suddenly became so good that everything up and down the mountain was in a commotion.

Everyone knew that they didn't bring any food and rice, even if they had enough leeks, they couldn't let everyone eat it. They basically murmured that no one dared to speak. Who would have thought that the man in black robe just waved his hand, and the leading chief came directly from mid-air He flew over and landed in front of him forcibly.

"Help me get the flour, and bring all the extra meat."

The person in charge was dumbfounded. He turned his head to look at the second young master who was smiling and blowing dandelions as if asking for help, and then looked at these new miraculous characters. He forced a smile and said, "How much...how much?"

Xie Xuechen was still chopping green onions, without looking at him, he said calmly, "Enough for everyone."

"Anyone who can speak human language will have all they can eat buns tonight."

The chief thought that he might not be able to keep his head back when he returned to the Xiao family, so he tremblingly said: "But but but our reserves may not be so..."

Mozun finally raised his head and glanced at him.

"Enough, enough!! I'll bring people and carriages here!! We also have beef in the cold storage, and today we will take it all out to make buns for everyone!!"

For a while, cheers filled the mountains and plains, as if firecrackers were being set off everywhere.

"A good day is coming!!"

"Eat!! Let's eat it!! Master Shi is in charge of us today!!"

I don't know if the boss was distracted or frightened, but he really did what he said, and led people to drive a carriage full of white rice noodles and good beef, all of which were never seen in the food before. nice one.

Some people caught bunches of crabs and four rabbits from the deep stream, and held them in front of them happily.

"It's good to eat steamed or baked! It's so beautiful!"

Lin Zhu was delighted to see it: "What a fat crab! Bring the vinegar!"

Xie Xuechen watched him from the side, and put two slices of ginger into the vinegar bowl.

He used to be a Demon Lord for a long time and saved some people, but he was never saved by anyone.

Today, I called Lin Zhu to come here because I wanted to feel what it would be like to be a hostage and be rescued thousands of miles away.

Unexpectedly, it ended up being a food delivery.

At this moment, the lights were brightly lit, steam was filling the sky, drawers of big steamed buns were coming out of the pan in turn, and hundreds of people were cooking together in full swing.

Just in the mountains with simple furnishings, taking advantage of the open-air night and continuous drizzle, we cook white rice porridge with lard and shallots together, and then have a few mouthfuls of fat and thin meat buns.

It's also really strange.

He was sitting at the feast of singing and dancing, and his appetite was so flat that he didn't even take a few bites.

But standing next to Lin Zhu, surrounded by hundreds of people and laughing, the very ordinary meat buns taste delicious.

Someone brought a big bucket of stream water, and chopped some gourds to serve as ladles.

The artisans who had been working hard all day shouted over, chewed the steamed buns and poured a mouthful of clear stream water, and then burped heartily when they were done, as if this life was worth it.

Xie Xuechen looked at them, and then at the unfinished fresh meat buns in his hand.

Lin Zhu scooped up a handful of water from a distance, and brought it carefully to him all the way.

"You've worked hard today, take a break and drink a few sips. Someone will watch you if you can't finish steaming. It's okay."

Mozun nodded, and drank a few sips of cold water with his hand, which still held the unfinished steamed stuffed bun.

Lin Zhu looked at him and smiled, and wiped the corner of the man's mouth with the back of his hand.

At this moment, the Milky Way is dark and the lights are dim.

After eating a full meal and drinking enough water, it seems that all the fatigue can be unloaded, and there is no longer any thoughts in the brain.

Past and old grudges, family entanglements, and even heaven and earth, are just a hiccup.

The two of them stood in the crowd of laughter and laughter, very close.

Xie Xuechen ate half of the steamed stuffed bun, only to feel that he couldn't eat any more.

He looked at other people in the distance, and suddenly said: "Is this why you insist on taking the exam to become an official?"

Lin Zhu nodded and smiled relaxedly.

It seems to be for a lot, and it seems to be only for a little.

Like a hiccup.