"Master!"
"Zongzi is coming!"
A man was holding a bamboo basket in his hands. There were fifty or sixty rice dumplings in the basket, red, white, and yellow. Russell was stunned.
This small Liujia Village is full of talented people, and every one of them is a gourmet!
Uncle Jiu took the bamboo basket full of rice dumplings, which were still steaming, and casually placed it on the table beside him.
The man delivering the rice dumplings poked his head to look into the inner room, and happened to meet the eyes of Old Lady Liu. He shuddered with fear and quickly looked back.
He muttered a few words quietly, then turned around and ran out.
Russell wanted to laugh when he saw this. This was what is called "Ye Gong loves dragons more than others". He hoped that Old Lady Liu would take good care of him, but was afraid that she would get entangled with him.
But soon, he couldn't help but look sad, because he discovered that the people in Liujia Village were a little too enthusiastic. They couldn't finish the full bamboo basket of rice dumplings!
Uncle Jiu also shook his head with a wry smile. He originally had good intentions and wanted to find a reason to make these villagers eliminate their fear of the Liu family.
Unexpectedly, the plan changed and he dug a hole and buried himself.
How could he and Russell finish such a big bamboo basket of rice dumplings
Take it back
There are a lot of people outside and if someone sees us, Uncle Jiu will feel embarrassed.
He now missed his two foodie apprentices, Wencai and Qiu Sheng.
If there was only one person here, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to finish the rice dumplings in front of him.
"Now that we are here, let us make the best of it."
Uncle Jiu sighed. He looked at the various kinds of rice dumplings in the bamboo basket in front of him and had difficulty choosing. "Little Russell, what flavor do you want?"
"I want something sweet!"
Russell tilted his head and said, "A sweet zongzi is a real zongzi. It would be even better if there is meat in it."
"Why does it taste the same as that woman's?" Uncle Jiu muttered a few words in a low voice, then picked four or five from the bamboo basket and stuffed them into Russell's hand.
Then he took out a paper talisman from his arms, and then took out a pen and ink from the package, and wrote a few unfamiliar words on it with great enthusiasm.
Russell looked left and right, up and down, and felt that the words on the paper talisman were particularly familiar. Suddenly, he remembered.
These words have appeared in the "Duren Jing"!
What does it mean
Russell couldn't figure it out. Could it be that he was taking in that old lady Liu
The next moment, Uncle Jiu stuffed the paper talisman into Russell's hand, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Hold it firmly, or someone will snatch your food away."
Steal my food
Russell looked at the talisman paper in his left hand, then looked at the rice dumpling in his right hand, then blinked his eyes, with a fierce look in his eyes.
No one can rob me!
Oooooh!
I'm super fierce!
"Calculate the time, it's about time." Uncle Jiu shook his fingers, counted on them, glanced at the incense burning beside him, and nodded.
He took out another piece of blank paper, picked up the brush and began to draw lines on it.
This time, Russell understood. It was the Spirit Awakening Talisman, from the Maoshan Collection of Talismans. It was used to open the intelligence of living beings and was also known as the Spirit Purifying Talisman.
"Edict!"
Uncle Jiu waved his hand, and the spirit-awakening talisman turned into a yellow light and landed accurately on Old Lady Liu's forehead.
This really stunned Russell. He clasped his hands together and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of his heart, "Master, you are so amazing!"
“That’s it!”
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell's admiring eyes and couldn't help feeling elated. The force he had used to swing the talisman just now was extremely precise, and he couldn't use too little force. If he did, it would be embarrassing and would have no effect at all.
Because it can't fly, the talisman can't hit the target.
You can't use too much force. If you are fighting zombies or getting rid of evil spirits, it doesn't matter, but Old Lady Liu is not an evil ghost. If you hit her and make her stupid, Uncle Jiu will have no choice but to call her the Infinite Heavenly Venerable.
Looking at the talisman that just floated on Old Lady Liu's forehead, Uncle Jiu said modestly, "Russell, learn it well! This skill needs at least 30 years of practice!"
30 years
Russell curled his lips. If energy points weren't so precious that they couldn't be wasted, he would have maxed them out in a minute.
Forget it, give Uncle Jiu some face.
"What am I doing?"
After a spirit-awakening talisman was cast, Old Lady Liu immediately regained consciousness from her coma and looked around in a daze.
The scene before her was all too familiar; this was the home where she had lived for decades.
But what about this Taoist priest in Taoist robe in the house
Old Mrs. Liu felt a little nervous. She knew this person. He was an old acquaintance of hers.
Back then, her old man asked Uncle Jiu to do things for him. Occasionally, when she missed him, she would ask Uncle Jiu to print paper money and chat with her old man.
When she saw Uncle Jiu again and saw his serious expression, Mrs. Liu felt a little uncomfortable.
Even if you have thought about it countless times while you are alive, when the time comes, how many people can bear it
"Have a bite to eat, we still have a long way to go."
Uncle Jiu picked out a few rice dumplings from the bamboo basket and handed them directly to Old Lady Liu without asking her what flavor she liked.
Because it's useless to ask.
First, Mrs. Liu is used to being frugal, so even if the food is not to her taste, she is reluctant to throw it away and will eat it.
Second, Mrs. Liu was in no mood to eat, let alone care about the taste.
It turned out to be just as Uncle Jiu expected.
Old Lady Liu didn't even look at the rice dumplings in front of her. She looked very nervous and asked, "How is my grandson?"
"good!"
Uncle Jiu nodded and thought for a moment, "He is plump and fair, very pleasing to the eye!"
He had never seen that boy before, he just wanted to eliminate the old man's obsession.
When Old Lady Liu heard about the fat and white son, she immediately smiled with relief, picked up the rice dumpling in her hand and started to eat it in small bites.
He laughed while eating, as if the rice dumpling was the most delicious thing in the world.
Russell looked at Old Lady Liu, then at the rice dumpling in his hand, and suddenly felt that it didn't smell good anymore.
Their rice dumplings are all the same, why does Grandma Liu eat them so happily
"well!"
Uncle Jiu sighed softly. This is family love. Even if you die, it becomes an obsession that you can never forget.
He casually took a rice dumpling from the bamboo basket, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, the rice dumpling was also sweet.
Uncle Jiu peeled it open and started eating it in big mouthfuls. If he didn’t eat it now, he would not be able to eat it anymore.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong!"
A distant bell sounded, and Uncle Jiu quickly finished eating the rice dumplings. He licked his fingers and tidied his clothes. His movements were so fast that Russell, who was standing by, was amazed.
He raised his head curiously and looked in the direction of the sound of the bell. Several figures in official uniforms slowly appeared, walked straight through the gate and entered the house.
The first thing those people did when they entered the room was to pick up the rice dumplings on the table and start eating them.
The corners of Russell's mouth twitched slightly. These people looked like starving ghosts. No wonder Uncle Jiu said that someone stole his food.
Now it seems that even if Uncle Jiu said that they ate children, Russell would believe it. He swallowed the rice dumpling in his hand in one gulp, filling his little mouth.
No one can take my food away!
"cough!"
Uncle Jiu coughed dryly, then took out something black and round from his arms, and slowly put it into his mouth.
When it comes to eating dirt, his uncle is a professional!