Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

The enemy Hu Xiaopo mentioned usually dislikes crazy women and quarrels, and often clamors to cut off her tongue.

Hu Liao went there and looked for it according to the map drawn by Xiaopo, but he couldn't find anyone, and the house was empty.After inquiring all the way, I found out that the man died of freezing or drunk on the street that night. When the neighbors found his body, he was still holding a bloody boning knife in his hand.

His mother-in-law was afraid that he had killed someone, so she buried her in a panic, and ran away with her two sons.

He came back and told the kid, who was visibly disappointed.

Huxianju no longer makes rouge and gouache, and has nothing to do. He chops firewood and waters the flowers every day.

If he had nothing to do, he had to find something to do. Weisheng and him dug a small round pond in the yard, planted a handful of lotuses, and raised more than a dozen koi.Later, it was planned to dig a wine cellar to satisfy the wish of Candou Mountain to make wine.After the wine cellar was dug, Candou Mountain brewed a few cylinders of Songhua wine and Poria wine, and it was no longer necessary to seal it into the wine cellar.

It's the winter solstice again.

Hu Liao put on a new padded jacket, and the child grew a little bit taller. Because he was getting lazy to write Cangdoushan's calligraphy, he often released pigeons, and the price doubled.

It's snowing again today.

Hu Liao sat at the gate of the courtyard, drinking gulps while facing the snow scene, the strong wine melted into his throat, warming his whole body up, but when the heat dissipated, he felt a bone-chilling chill.

He got up and flexed his joints, ready to go out, Weisheng sat on the stairs and chopped winter bamboo shoots, crackling, and thin strips of winter bamboo shoots fell into the basin: "Where are you going?"

"I'm hungry, I want to buy something to eat."

"There's a string of money in the drawer, and the Roujiamo on West Street is delicious."

"No, I have money."

The new snow that has not been trampled on is white and soft, and it sounds good when you step on it.The children separated the two sides, gathered the snow into groups and had a snowball fight, and the streets were filled with snow and dust.

He came to the porcelain market, and there was an inexplicable strange smell here.The snow turned into black muddy water, and it was wet on the road. In the distance, more than a dozen street servants were sweeping the snow, spreading lime, and yelling to give way.

"Boss, are you ready?" He called in front of the porcelain workshop, and after a while, the boss who was wrapped up like a fat bear opened the door: "I have made several, come in and see which one is the most suitable."

"This thing is too difficult to make." When Hu Li entered the door, the boss grumbled and complained, "I have been working for so many years, and I have never seen anyone who is so idle, drawing hundreds of lines on a palm-sized area! No repetitions!"

There were eight bowls neatly placed on the workbench, and the boss pointed to them: "It can only be done for this purpose, and it is almost the same if you don't look carefully. It is impossible to be exactly the same as the original product. That thing is not made by humans." Got it!"

Hu Liao looked at the originals on the shelf every day, and then saw the fakes, and he could almost see the difference at first sight.The feeling is completely different. The lines of Baiyun Shiqibo are complicated and look chaotic, but they have a natural and stable atmosphere.The counterfeit can only be a counterfeit that imitates its shape but has no bones.

But coaxing people is enough.

Hu Liao sat down and carefully selected the one that was the most similar, paid for eight pottery bowls, and went out with the best fake.

It was snowing heavily.

On the way back to Huxianju, he thought about it, turned to West Street, and found the shop that Weisheng had mentioned, the smell of meat was overwhelming, and there was a long queue at the door, he was too lazy to line up, turned around and left.

It was warm in Huxianju. Weisheng had finished chopping the winter bamboo shoots, and started chopping the rice cakes, cutting them into thin strips, and throwing them into the water piece by piece to soak: "Have you eaten that Roujiamo?"

"The queue is long, I don't want to queue."

"Oh, that's right." Weisheng finished the rice cake, "Have rice cake spring rolls for lunch, how many do you eat?"

Hu didn't understand what rice cake spring rolls were for a while: "Five?"

"Okay." Weisheng entered the back kitchen with two basins in his hands.Hu Li pinched the fake in his arms, it was still intact.Cang Doushan taught Xiao Po how to read and write in the upstairs study, there was no one in the hall, Bai Yun picked up the seven bowls and stayed quietly on the multi-treasure shelf.

best chance.

With his heart beating wildly, he walked up to the multi-treasure rack and took down the Baiyun Pickup Bowl. It was lighter than expected, much lighter than the fake, and the gap was too obvious.He quickly put the counterfeit on it, stuffed the real one into his arms, ran into his room, closed the door and the window.

Just got it, much easier than imagined.

It took him a long time to calm down, and he touched and touched the Baiyun Pickup Bowl in his hand, those complicated lines seemed to become extremely beautiful at this moment.

Soon he will fulfill his promise.

The sweet aroma of honey wafts from the kitchen.Weisheng cooks the rice cake until soft, brushes both sides with honey, rolls the spring roll filling prepared in advance, bakes it slightly on a charcoal fire on an iron rack, turns over continuously, and bakes until the filling is cooked and the surface of the rice cake is golden.The sweetness of honey seeps into the stuffing, exuding an unspeakable sweetness.

"It's time to eat!"

Cang Doushan in the study put down his pen: "Let's go, let's eat."

Hu Xiaopo's handwriting was dazzled, and when he heard this sentence, he felt amnesty, went out cheering, rushed downstairs, and went straight to the back kitchen: "What's for dinner today?"

Weisheng picked up a spring roll and put it on the plate: "It's still hot, let's eat it after it cools down."

Hu Xiaopo sniffed: "It's so sweet."

"Yeah, it tastes sweeter."

"Too sweet is bad for children's teeth." Cang Doushan walked in, frowning: "What kind of weird food are you cooking?"

Weisheng argued strongly: "It's so weird! I tasted it and thought it was delicious!"

Cangdoushan took one, bit half of it, and sighed helplessly: "It's too sweet. The stuffing is wrong. You might as well use assorted stuffed rolls to make a dessert."

Weisheng didn't argue with him, but turned to Hu Xiaopo and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Of course Hu Xiaopo nodded desperately.

Cang Doushan was convinced.There was also a soup pot on the stove, and when I opened it, it was half a pot of mushroom and corn porridge, specially made for Xiao Po's mother.He scooped it up and handed it to Xiao Po: "Give it to your mother, wash your hands before eating."

Hu Xiaopo nodded obediently, took the bowl and left.

"Did she take medicine yesterday?"

"Eat it, the condition is good, I can eat well with my own rice bowl." Weisheng wiped the countertop, Candoushan picked up two handfuls of cabbage, tore off the leaves to wash, Weisheng turned his head: "Hey, what else do you want to eat?" ?”

"It's too boring to eat just this, let's make a cabbage tofu soup." Cangdoushan looked around, "Where's the tofu, didn't you buy it today?"

"How can I buy tofu every day, like cracking an egg?"

"Okay." Cangdoushan boiled a pot of water, threw the vegetable leaves into it, boiled until half-soft, and cracked an egg into it: "Do you want an egg too?"

"whatever."

Candoushan cracked another egg into it, and after thinking about it, he cracked two more eggs, and the pot was full of whey white eggs.

The vegetable and egg soup is ready and served on the table. There is no meal today, and the staple food is rice cake spring rolls made by Weisheng, with vegetable and egg soup as a side dish, one egg per person.

Hu Liao ate absent-mindedly, only ate three rice cake spring rolls, drank two mouthfuls of vegetable soup and was about to get up and leave, Cang Doushan said: "Don't eat eggs anymore?"

"I'm full, don't eat."

Cang Doushan frowned slightly, and gave the egg to Hu Xiaopo.

Hu went back to the room, took out the white cloud from under the bed, picked up the bowl, stroked it, looked at the sky, it was still far away from the night.

He was extremely bored, so he found a piece of paper and turned it across, turning the white clouds to pick up the seven bowls, and the corresponding stars at each location were about the same distance from top to bottom, and then connected lines one by one to pass the time.

It was only after I took part in the battle that I realized that what the boss said "it can't be made by humans" was not a joke. After scribbling for a while, my temples throbbed, and my ears were buzzing like ten thousand mosquitoes buzzing. Comfortable.

I stopped drawing, and threw away my pen, my eyes hurt.Rubbing and rubbing, and then opening his eyes, he seemed to be in the sea of ​​stars in a trance, and seventeen stars formed a huge disc, which slowly rotated.

The illusion was only for a moment, but it made him break out in a cold sweat.

Looking at the sky again, time flies so fast: the sky is full of red clouds outside the window, it is already evening, and the smell of vegetables is wafting from the back kitchen.There was a bang and bang sound when Weisheng was flipping the pan, and there was a sound of oil popping.

After dinner, Hu went back to his room to nest, crumpled up the paper, flattened it again, and tried to trace again——after a quarter of an hour, he couldn't stand it, and had no choice but to give up.

At [-]:[-] PM, Hu Liao went out quietly with a white cloud in his pocket, and he felt much more relaxed as soon as he went out.

It's over and there's no turning back.

He came to Bishui Tea House and sat in the private room by the window. The waiter brought a pot of purple bud tea and a plate of snowflake crisps. There was fine snow outside the window, and several flakes fell into the teacup.Xiaoer asked: "Guest officer, do you need to close the window?"

"unnecessary."

"Okay, take your time."

Hu Liao put the Baiyun Pickup Bowl on the table, under the dim candlelight, the surface of the Baiyun Pickup Bowl was as smooth and moist as jade, not at all like it was made of clay.

He ate a few snowflake crisps, drank two sips of tea, and lay down in front of the window to watch the street scene for a long time.There was a soft sound from behind the elegant room screen: "Have you got it?"

"I got it." Hu Lie's heart beat wildly again uncontrollably, the last step, the thin man took the clay bowl, and this matter was completely over.

He came over, picked up the pottery bowl, and played with it in his palm for a while, his tone full of admiration: "That's right, this is the Baiyun Bowl of No. [-]."

"Is it finished?"

The thin man pressed the cloak: "Goodbye."

it's over.he thinks.

If the shopkeeper finds out that the Baiyun Pickup Bowl on the multi-treasure shelf has been changed, then just play dumb.If it doesn't work, he can only leave.

The thin man turned around and clicked.Walking out of the elegant room door, a person came to meet him, raised his head and smiled at him: "Hi, Mi Zuo, I took my things, why don't you come and talk?"

Mi Zuo's muscles tensed instantly, and his arm was accumulating strength to make a move.Cang Doushan spread his hands, with a smile on his face: "Last time you released the water to save us, I haven't had time to thank you yet."

Hu Li in the tea room ate up the snowflake crisps indiscriminately, and got up to leave, but when he heard the conversation outside, his mind went blank, and he fell back on the chair.

It's over, it's over.

Outside, Mi Zuo relaxed his nerves when he heard the words, looked him up and down for a while, and a smile appeared on his thin face, which looked like a fake smile: "Okay."

Cang Doushan spread his hands: "Please."

When the two entered the elegant room, Cang Dou Shan said naturally: "Nonsense, go down and tell the guys, tell them to serve another pot of tea, no refreshments."

Silly Hu Liao staggered when he stood up, his hands and feet were stiff, and his walking became unnatural.When Cangdoushan passed him by, he said, "By the way, at the Tangshui shop opposite the tea house, their peach gum snow lotus rice fruit soup tastes very good. You can buy two bowls by the way."

"Okay, okay." Hu Liao was completely confused, full of despair of being caught.

A thief, irrefutable.

The author has something to say:

Salted fish friends recommended "Ai Qing Others Beautiful Mouth Poison" by Shanfeng Manlou, the data is much better than mine, maybe it is better than my writing.

Double change on New Year's Eve.Take a break for three days during the Chinese New Year, don't change, go to the movies.