I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 409 Maybe It's Retribution

Many tourists have shrunk to the ground, as if asleep, most of them are lying on the ground, only covered with a thick clothes or a thin quilt, the open space in the mountains is full of sparks.But if you look carefully, you will find that most of the people have their eyes open, and they raise their heads from time to time to look around. Obviously, they have also heard the legend of climbing the mountain of the Venerable, waiting for the gods to ascend to the sky.

The Taoist had also spread out the wool felt, sat down on the felt again, and suddenly felt much softer.

Compared with other tourists, there is a little more happiness.

The mountain wind blows fog and whimpers.

Even the fire before him dimmed for a while.

There are two small pots on the fire, one big and one small, they are all brought by the world, the big pot is not too big, and the small pot is even more pocket-sized, not much bigger than a bowl, very cute.

The little girl took it off with a serious face.

The big pot boiled a pot of porridge with mushrooms and meat. The rice I brought myself, and the non-toxic bacteria I picked up on the mountain when I was picking firewood, after washing, they were easily torn into tiny strips by Mistress Sanhua just like dried meat. , Throwing it into the pot and stewing it with rice porridge, it also exudes a tempting aroma.

The small pot is the small pot used by Empress Sanhua, which was specially prepared by Song You when she discovered Empress Sanhua's amazing culinary talent.

Now I am cooking a pot of wild mushroom squirrel soup, which is a great tonic.

Empress Sanhua was meticulous in her work, taking care of her own Taoist priests first, she took his bowl first, filled him with a large bowl of wild mushroom meat porridge, added chopsticks, handed it to him, and then said:

"Eat."

"Thank you, Empress Sanhua."

"You're welcome!"

The little girl turned around seriously, took her own small imperial bowl, and filled a bowl of wild mushroom soup to drink.

"Are you drinking?"

"No, thank you."

"Don't you love to drink mushroom soup?"

"Mistress Sanhua just drink it."

"Forget it if you don't drink."

"Strange to say..."

"Well?"

"I don't know why, every time I drink the porridge cooked by Mistress Sanhua and eat the rice cooked by Mistress Sanhua, the rice is the same and the rice is the same, but it always tastes better." While savoring the porridge carefully, the Taoist frowned and thought about it, and asked earnestly in puzzlement, "Does Empress Sanhua have any tricks?"

"Huh? Huh! The trick!"

Empress Sanhua was stunned by his question, but she was so happy in her heart, she didn't know how to answer for a while, so she could only think wildly in her heart, what is she doing better——

Obviously, I learned from him and did everything according to him, not bad at all.

"It's nothing else, but I always feel that the porridge cooked by Empress Sanhua is neither thin nor thick, and everything is just right. The rice is also cooked. The grains are distinct, but it is neither dry nor hard. It is completely just right."

The little girl froze in place holding her soup, the hot steam in the bowl curled up and was bent by the wind, but she just squinted at the Taoist while thinking, seeing him enjoying the porridge, feeling satisfied in her heart, On the one hand, he frantically thought about the reason.

"It's water!"

Empress Sanhua is smart after all, after all she can't trouble Empress Sanhua:

"Mistress Sanhua uses water differently!"

"water?"

The Taoist cast his eyes suspiciously.

"That's right!" The little girl nodded heavily, "There is also salt! There are other things that are different!"

"Oh?" Song You blinked, "It seems that Empress Sanhua is still very sophisticated!"

"correct!"

"But I don't know what kind of water Sanhua Empress usually uses to cook rice, how much rice and water, how much salt, and other tricks?" Song You couldn't help asking curiously, "Although my cooking skills It is better than Mistress Sanhua, but she does not have Mistress Sanhua's ability in cooking. If Mistress Sanhua is willing to tell me the secret, I will be able to cook so deliciously in the future. In terms of cooking, the only If you can’t catch up with Empress Sanhua in one item, you can catch up.”

"Well...that's not okay!"

"Why not?"

"Hmm... Mistress Sanhua can't tell."

"Then what should I do?" Song You couldn't help frowning, "Then what should I do if I want to eat such delicious food, but I don't know how to cook?"

"Miss Sanhua will cook for you!"

"How can this work?"

"OK."

"Once or twice is fine, but you can't ask Mistress Sanhua to cook for me every time."

"OK."

"is it okay?"

"OK."

"You won't be tired of Mistress Sanhua, will you?"

"Will not!"

"Then I have to thank Empress Sanhua..."

"You're welcome!"

Song You shook his head, but there was no other way, he lowered his head and blew hot air into the bowl, and took another breath.

In this cold mountain night, it is very comfortable to drink a bowl of porridge that does not have to be cooked by yourself.

After eating a bowl, Mistress Sanhua wanted to serve him another bowl.

This comfort ends here——

Mistress Sanhua used different pots to cook for him than for herself, but Song You saw that she used the same spoon to serve porridge for herself, and then scooped soup for herself, and the spoon was put in the soup , and now she took it out to scoop up rice for herself.

"Mistress Sanhua..."

"what happened?"

The little girl looked at him strangely.

"..."

Song You didn't speak.

Suddenly remembered that during the year in Yeshan, Fengzhou, Mistress Sanhua often cooked and delivered meals for herself...

Is this retribution?

……

There are clouds in the sky tonight, and there are not many stars.

The young officials kept their promises to keep the secrets, and they also kept the words of the Taoist in mind and stayed sober.

It's just that he couldn't guarantee that he would wake up on time at dawn after falling asleep, so he didn't dare to sleep for a moment-drinking and singing with the group of tourists from Yaozhou, Langzhou and even other states in the first half of the night, and everyone was mostly quiet in the second half of the night When he got down, he went to talk to other sleepless people all night long. When he was really sleepy, he got up and paced on the flat ground in the mountains, pinching himself hard with his nails.

Legend has it that someone once met a god who took office to ascend to the sky at night. The young officials walked all the way down and found that many people were still staying up late, probably for the same purpose as themselves.

Otherwise, just want to wait for the sunrise.

The young official actually went to the Taoist priest surnamed Song again, and begged for a bowl of hot porridge to drink.

It’s just that Taoist Song had already finished eating when he went, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating, but Tong’er was still awake, scooping up a big bowl of porridge for him—the young official originally thought of a bowl of white porridge, but he didn’t expect But it is meat porridge with dried meat and wild mushrooms. The salty fragrance of dried meat and the deliciousness of wild mushrooms are combined. With only a little salt, it is the first-class delicacy. Not to mention on this mountain, it is in the Among the counties at the foot of the mountain, in the bustling Yangdu, there are also rare delicacies from the mountains.

This tall man would really enjoy it.

That Tong'er is really ingenious.

Not only is he ingenious, but he is also very generous. After watching him finish the porridge, he also shared the wild mushroom broth he made with him. It was also very delicious.

I found a lot of things to do miscellaneously, and finally it was almost dawn.

This is the closest time to waking up.

It is the closest to the dream.

It is also the time when people sleep the most and those who are awake are most likely to get sleepy.

Many tourists waited all night for the gods to ascend to the sky, but they didn't even wait for a little movement. They were disappointed and sleepy, so they couldn't help but fell asleep one after another, and fewer and fewer people were still persisting.

The young official still gritted his teeth and remained awake.

There is a hint of whiteness in the sky, and the bright moon is still hanging high, but it is covered by the clouds, and the real face cannot be seen, only the hazy moonlight shining through the clouds, as if separated by a layer of glass lampshade.

Suddenly a gust of wind blows——

"call……"

The young official suddenly felt drowsy.

At the same time, the few people who were lying on the ground and still awake immediately fell down, and even the few young officials who had been whispering and complaining about waiting for nothing all night fell silent. Only the young man surnamed Wei was left. The officer tried hard to stay awake, his teeth almost gnawed.

"wrong!"

The young official shook his head vigorously, sensing something was wrong, and immediately remembered Song Daochang's words.

"Before the gods ascend to the sky, mortals will fall asleep...

"Tonight's new dew on the tip of the grass..."

The young official immediately suppressed his drowsiness, almost fell down, and just crawled to the side of a weed.

By the hazy moonlight, the tip of the grass is wet.

The young official didn't care, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Fortunately, no one is here.

The newly formed dew tonight feels icy and cold in the mouth, with the fragrance of green grass, and some earthy taste when tasted carefully.

Legend has it that this is the food of mountain ghosts and spirits, and it is also the drink of some gods. Mr. Song said that it can help people stay awake.After the young official ate it, he did not regain consciousness immediately, and was not affected by the mountain wind that made people fall asleep at all. Instead, he became a little clearer, so that he would not fall asleep immediately.

"and also……"

The young official didn't care about anything else, he just leaned towards other grasses, even stretched out his hand to tear off the grass, and poured the dew into his mouth along the tip of the grass.

I don't know how much I ate, and I don't know how long it took.

I don't know if it is really useful, or I just went to eat dew and forgot to sleep.

When he felt that the sky and the earth were brighter suddenly, the mountain wind had stopped before he knew it. The young official turned over in astonishment and turned his head to look, only to see that the clouds that originally covered the moon in the sky were also blown away, revealing a circle of light on the horizon. With the bright moon, accompanied by the light of the sky, whether it is the Zunzhe Mountain that looks like an old man in front of it, or the mountains in the distance, they can be seen clearly.

Another cloud was pushed aside by the wind.

Suddenly, it seemed as if the sky was wide open.

There is really a heavenly gate in the sky, magnificent and dazzling, the pavilions and towers behind the gate are all antique, surrounded by clouds and mist, looming, like a heavenly palace.

I don't know where the music came from. At first it was ethereal, and could only be heard vaguely, but when you listen carefully, it becomes clearer and more pleasant.

"Xianle..."

The young official stared blankly at the sky and whispered, his eyes wide open without blinking.

A figure appeared at the gate of the sky.

There are both heavenly priests and heavenly soldiers and generals.

It seems that there are still people looking down.

The young official quickly lifted up his clothes to cover his face, only looking at the sky and the ground through a slit.

Someone on the ground got up and was about to become a fairy.

　I recommend a book by Sister Chuan to everyone——

　　


(End of this chapter)