It's not close to the market here! It takes two hours to go back and forth.
Rourou thought to herself, she couldn't understand Sheng Yaoshan's intentions, so she simply followed out curiously.
Outside the door, among the desolate willow branches, there are annoying sparrows chirping. It's cold and they have nowhere to live, so they can only huddle together and make noise.
Sheng Yaoshan looked up, turned around and asked with a smile: "Miss Wen, can the sparrow be served?"
Gentle glanced at the sparrows that were full of trees, thought for a while, and said: "I haven't done it, but it's okay to be a chick!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sheng Yaoshan galloping fast, stepping on the courtyard wall and jumping up with the wind under his feet.
Wen Rou and Chang Sheng couldn't help looking up.
Before he could blink his eyes, he saw that Sheng Yaoshan was already standing on the willow tree trunk, holding the bright silver spear with one hand, and swept it horizontally.
The silver gun reflected the cold sun at noon, and a dazzling silver light flashed in front of his eyes.
Rou subconsciously reached out to block the light.
"Hula la" a burst of panic.
"Pu la la" was a mess.
When he realized it again, Sheng Yaoshan spun from the willow branch and landed easily, followed by dead branches all over the ground, and dying sparrows all over the ground.
"What a powerful marksmanship!" Rourou praised sincerely.
"Hehe, small tricks are nothing. I just don't know if these are enough for Miss Wen to display her cooking skills?" Sheng Yaoshan turned around, gently inserted the bright silver spear behind his back, and clapped his hands easily.
"Hey, I'm afraid I have to trouble General Sheng to do it again!" Rourou smiled, briskly ran back to the kitchen, found a bamboo fence, and collected all the sparrows on the ground.
"Why, isn't it enough?" Sheng Yaoshan raised his eyebrows like distant mountains.
"General Sheng, please follow me!" Rourou held the sparrow on her waist, and smiled. Turn around gracefully.
The long braids fluttered with the wind, and a few strands of soft hair skipped over Sheng Yaoshan's nose, making him itchy.
"Please trouble General Sheng to kill these sparrows one by one." While speaking softly, he put the hedge sparrow on the ground, and quickly turned around to get firewood. It seemed that he was going to set the fire on fire.
"How can you trouble General Sheng with these things. Let me do it!" Chang Sheng watched Sheng Yaoshan roll up his sleeves. Just took over in a hurry.
Although he has never killed a sparrow, he has seen it before.
"I don't know how Miss Wen plans to cook it?" Sheng Yaoshan looked around seeing that Chang Sheng took his job. He helped Gentle hold the firewood.
"What's your opinion, General Sheng?" Gentle rubbed the flint a few times.
"Hehe, I've never eaten it before, I'm looking forward to Miss Wen's cooking!" Sheng Yaoshan said with a greedy look on his face.
"Then... today I'll make an improved version of the delicacy for you - let's call it Huaque!" Wen Rousi paced around for a while, her eyes curved like crescent moons.
"Calling sparrow?" Chang Sheng and Sheng Yao Shan exclaimed in surprise.
"Haven't heard of it, have you? Hehehehe." Rou Rou rolled her eyes, her face full of cunning.
"Everything Miss Wen eats is delicious, listen to Miss Wen!" Sheng Yaoshan responded with a smile, and added a few sticks of firewood to the stove.
"General Sheng said that, the little girl is really terrified!" Rourou said with a chuckle.
"That day, Miss Wen made the 'Morning Dew Wine'. It was indifferent and refreshing. The local Xianyang dishes she cooked were even more delicious, and the recent barbecue... Hehe." Sheng Yaoshan was talking, drooling It's coming out soon.
"General Sheng can still light a fire?" Rourou looked at Sheng Yaoshan who was helping out.
"I didn't know it at first, but later I took my brothers all over the place. There are always times when I can do it myself, and those who come and go will learn it." Sheng Yaoshan smiled cheerfully, took the blow stick by the stove, and puffed up. Cheeks, blowing vigorously.
Xu Shi blew harder, and the charcoal ash in the furnace flew upside down, spraying Sheng Yaoshan all over his face.
Sheng Yaoshan couldn't help coughing a few times.
Seeing this, Wen Rou subconsciously took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the ashes off his face. Twisting the soft handkerchief with her delicate fingers, she inadvertently wiped this heroic face, suddenly realized that something was wrong with this move, and immediately stood there, feeling her cheeks burning hot.
Sheng Yaoshan was taken aback for a moment, and a strange sense of wonder flashed in his heart.
"Thank you Miss Wen, I'll do it myself." Immediately took the handkerchief and wiped it carelessly.
Rourou took the opportunity to turn around, only to hear the slight sound of blowing fire continue.
Under the stove where there was still a slight flicker of fire just now, a bunch of golden flames ignited in a short while, and it became more and more prosperous, without a single speck of black smoke.
What a good fire starter! It can't be seen that he is a prime minister who is well-clothed and well-fed! Gently and approvingly, he looked at Sheng Yaoshan who was squatting beside him blowing fire.
"Miss Wen, it's done." Sheng Yaoshan raised his head.
"General Lao Sheng is here." Rou Rou bowed her body.
At this moment, the sparrows on Changsheng's side have also been taken care of properly. They have all been washed and their internal organs taken out, but the hair around them has not been removed.
"Miss Wen, is this okay?" Chang Sheng handed the sparrows.
"Thank you Uncle Sheng. I'll come!" Gentle took it.
The fire under the stove is burning hot, and the water on the stove is also boiling fast.
Gentle threw the treated sparrows into the boiling water one by one, picked up the big spoon, and gently stirred along the side of the pot.
Then take out the sparrows in the pot with a colander, put them in a wooden basin, and just pull them out a few times, the sticky hairs on the sparrows will be removed.
A sparrow that has been peeled off is lying tender and white in the wooden basin, filled with hot air.
"Uncle Sheng, do you have any lotus leaves?" Rou Rou turned and asked.
"Miss Wen is really good at joking. The yard is only this big and there is no pond. How could there be lotus leaves?" Chang Sheng shook his head.
"Miss Wen later, I remember passing a lotus pond on the way here, but it's cold winter now, so it must be all dead leaves." Sheng Yaoshan seemed to remember something.
"It's okay, do the best!" said gently.
"Later!" Sheng Yao went out like the wind, with a loud whistle, and then the hooves of the horses, thinking that the red rabbit must be galloping away with his master.
"Come here!" Not long after, Sheng Yaoshan came in shouting with a few dried lotus leaves in one hand.
At this moment, Ruan just marinated the sparrows with various seasonings. Put green onion, ginger and garlic, and use cooking wine to evenly spread the sparrow inside and out.
"Sheng Yaoshan, what did you bring back?" Ren Yue came out of the study slowly after hearing the sound.
Liu Xian and Wen Ting were about to follow, but they were blocked by Mr. Song Tao's eyes, and the two had to obediently study and practice calligraphy at their desks.
"Sheng Yaoshan. What are you yelling for? How decent! You still take so many withered and broken leaves!" Ren Yue frowned.
"Hey. I'll give you something to eat later!" Sheng Yaoshan glanced at Ren Yue and said with a smile.
"How do you eat this thing? It's nonsense!" Ren Yue glanced at Sheng Yaoshan.
"Isn't it food for you to wear on your head?" Sheng Yaoshan said casually.
After thinking about it, he smiled again: "But this color is not suitable, it's a bit green."
"You!" Ren Yue was annoyed. Backhand gently pulled from the waist.
"Clatter!" There was a sound, and the silver belt flashed.
There was a "shua".
The silver belt around Ren Yue's waist shook into a soft sword, pointing directly at Sheng Yaoshan's shoulder.
Sheng Yaoshan curled his lips and smiled slightly, his feet stood firm as a rock, his shoulders only moved an inch, and he stretched out his left hand.
When I looked again, I saw Ren Yue's soft sword, which was not biased or straight. It happened to be tightly clamped by the middle and middle fingers of Sheng Yaoshan's left hand. Can't get close.
"There's a girl here, don't take off your clothes at every turn, that's not good!" Sheng Yaoshan said with a chuckle, and gently returned the soft sword in his hand.
Ren Yue took the soft sword back and coiled it around his waist in a snap. He gave Sheng Yaoshan a cold look, and walked straight into the house without further words.
"Miss Wen, the lotus leaf you wanted!" Seeing Ren Yue leaving helplessly, Sheng Yaoshan felt relieved and walked into the kitchen quickly.
Gently took the lotus leaf, put it into the steamer quickly, and after a while, the preheated air of the lotus leaf became soft, washed it with warm water, and wrapped the sparrows that were marinated just one by one tightly That's it, stop now.
"Miss Wen, this is..." Sheng Yaoshan didn't understand.
"Uncle Sheng, help me find a shovel, let's dig a hole in the yard!" Rourou took the wrapped lotus leaf sparrow and walked towards the yard with a smile.
After a while, a big hole of one and a half meters was dug with the help of Uncle Sheng.
Gently poured the pot full of lotus leaf sparrows into the pit one by one.
"Miss Wen, are you going to bury it? Do you want to eat it if you don't eat it?" Sheng Yaoshan was even more puzzled.
"Hey, General Sheng, please light a fire!" With a gentle smile, he buried the pit again.
With a bitter face, Sheng Yaoshan built a fire on the big pit without saying a word, his heart was full of complaints.
Tossing all morning, not only the sparrow was buried, but also a fire was made for nothing! It seems that there is nothing to eat. If I knew this, I might as well eat a few more scones just now, so as to pad my stomach!
"Uncle Sheng, the staple food is the Roujiamo I brought!" Warmly greeted.
"Roujiamo?!" Sheng Yaoshan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he looked downcast just now, but now he regained his spirit.
"It's time to eat!" About half an hour later, a gentle and sweet call came.
"Is that all right?" Sheng Yaoshan waited in front of the bonfire, but saw nothing but the bonfire.
Gently going in and out of the kitchen and the hall, refilling the bowls and chopsticks, getting the meat buns, and of course some scones and meat skewers.
Mr. Song Tao came out of the study one by one with Ren Yue, Wen Ting, Liu Xian, and Shui Mo, and sat around the dining table.
"That's it? I thought there would be something strange after tossing around all morning!" Mr. Songtao glanced at the objects on the table and glanced at his mouth.
Ren Yue carefully looked at the food on the table, and calculated which ones he could eat.
Liu Xian couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to take a piece of scone and put it in his mouth several times.
This little fat man, it seems that food is more attractive than reading and calligraphy.
"Everyone, there is still a main dish not served!" Rourou shouted standing in the courtyard.
"There is another one? Could it be those dead branches and leaves?" Ren Yue suddenly thought of the rotten lotus leaves that Sheng Yaoshan brought in just now, and couldn't help smacking his lips, as if his mouth already had a bitter taste.
"Brother, come and help me!" Rourou called Wen Ting.
Although Wen Ting didn't know, but my sister had to save face for her busyness, put out the bonfire, held up the shovel, and dug down towards the pit.
The black mud eggs were dug out one by one, steaming slightly.
"Brother, be careful, take these into the house!" Rourou hurriedly ordered.
At this moment, the people around the dinner table stared at the pot of clay eggs in the middle of the table.
what is this
eat mud
Is this really edible