Chapter 932 Bamboo Fish (2)
"I'm so old, how could I have few friends?" Shi Yu asked the fat cat to catch three big fish from the fairy mansion, one by one, "I can handle the fish, I'll leave it to you."
Suddenly three fish were thrown over from the sky, Huan Yong hurriedly caught them, and the people rolled down from the peach tree.
It was the first time he could handle fish.
"If it were someone else, it would definitely not be my turn to do this."
"It depends on whether others don't let you do it because of you or because of your identity." Shi Yu turned around and went to make the seasoning, "Remember to deal with it cleanly and leave the fish bladder." This thing is done well and it is delicious.
"I understand." Unexpectedly, the peach blossoms here were bloody, Huan Yong took the fish to the stream next to him.
Here the stream leaked out of the purple bamboo forest. The water was clear and bright. The pebbles and fish and crabs underneath could be seen clearly. Shi Yu cut a purple bamboo, cut the branches, cut three sections down, and after cleaning, he began to fill in the blanks of the seasonings.
When Huan Yong brought the processed fish over, she put them into the bamboo, then wrapped them with a thin rope, and then placed them on the fire to roast them.
Huan Yong touched Hai Xinyan with his hands bored. He didn't know whether this guy was bullying the weak or afraid of the strong or not causing trouble, so he actually let him touch him, "You fire spirit are quite obedient."
"It's too lazy to pay attention to you."
"Where did this fire spirit come from?" Huan Yong was a little curious. As far as he knew, there were very few things, and it would be a great luck to get one.
So Shi Yu roughly told him how he got Hai Xinyan as a story. After hearing this, Huan Yong was shocked for a long time, "Everything has spirits, and the original Hai Xinyan is indeed loyal." The master died and said unaware of it. When the master was destroyed, he also killed his memory. This friendship was very rare.
"yes."
"Your body is very different from that of ordinary people. What is the story behind this? Can you tell me together?"
Shi Yuheng glanced at him, "You want to use my story to serve wine. Wait a little longer, wait until the fish is ready, and I will tell you in detail."
Bamboo fish is actually very good. After the two palm-long fish are simmered and cooked thoroughly in the bamboo, the spring water inside becomes delicious fish soup. Take half of the soup inside and put it in the bamboo tube, and a small fish soup bottom is completed.
As for what was cooked in the pot, I wanted vegetarian dishes. In the end, Huan Yong summoned a crane, which made the crane pick up a bunch of food.
The fish soup in the bamboo tube was rolling in a gurgling manner. In order to ensure that the fresh flavor of the fish soup was not diluted by the water, Shi Yu asked the fat cat to catch a few fish and slowly put it in the fish fillet.
Just in the fish pot, the two of them also removed Grandma Xue's wine. They didn't know what the wine was made of. Once the mud was opened, a cool fragrance of flowers came into their noses. After a taste of the taste, a touch of coolness reached the depths of their heart and lungs. The whole person seemed to have been passed through ice water, and his whole body was completely cool. But then, another hot feeling began to burn from the chest to the limbs and bones. After the ice and fire passed, there was only a sense of melancholy pleasure left in my heart and made people feel afterwards.
"What kind of wine is this?" Shi Yu was very surprised. The only thing that could be compared with it was probably the only phoenix blood wine that Wen Heng made her brew.
"The two heavens of ice and fire, also known as Floating Life and Dreams." Huan Yong leaned against the peach tree, his long legs bent slightly, his clothes fell to the ground casually, and occasionally pink peach blossoms fell on it, which was very free and easy.
Shi Yu thought for a while, "Fu Sheng Ruomeng, this name is good. You said that this wine was stolen from Grandma Xue. Can Grandma Xue make wine?"
"Mother-in-law is a wine-making lady." Everyone knows this, and there is nothing to say. "Mother-in-law was a mortal in the past. According to her, when she was still very young, her husband disappeared. She ran the winery in the clan alone. She brewed very well, and the emperors at that time loved it very much. Originally, life was booming, but it could not resist the jealousy of others.
My mother-in-law knew that something would happen if she continued like this, so she made a quick decision to disperse the wine brewing recipe. Sure enough, after the recipe was dispersed, others would also brew this wine. Although they could not taste the mother-in-law, there were not so many people who were jealous.
Later, when my mother-in-law was old, she was dying. When the master heard that her wine lady was very good, she forced him back from the gate of hell just to drink her a sip of wine.
It takes time to make wine. Day after day, my mother-in-law's health is getting better and better. Later, she followed the master back to the sect."
After hearing this, Shi Yu felt that it was quite magical. Grandma Xue’s fate was probably considered a myth among the people.
"Sure enough, people have different encounters." Shi Yu put on the wine glass and clashed with Huan Yong for a while, and also said that he was from his origin, "Actually, I was also a beggar..."
Shi Yu originally felt that his experience was not good, but once he started, he couldn't stop.
I probably haven't been back for a long time, and I can only keep warm during the conversation.
She said her, Huan Yong just listened to the story. Peach blossoms fell on the top of their heads, and a layer of peach powder was covered with peach powder on the ground. The big trees and fire spirit seemed to be listening to these past events quietly. Occasionally, a gust of wind came, and the homesickness seemed to be blown to the home that was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, leaving only a touch of undissipated nostalgia on Shi Yu's face.
He swallowed another sip of wine, and Shi Yu saw that Huan Yong had eaten his bamboo fish.
She smiled and said, "How nice the story is, how delicious the fish?"
"Your craftsmanship is of course not bad." Huan Yong was quite satisfied. He grew up in the sect since he was a child and his memory was really scarce. Shi Yu's experience made him very interesting, and he also wanted to meet Lin Fan and others whom she praised. "But is there a sect of law enforcement outside? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Shi Yu paused and said, "You haven't heard of it? The Three Saints of Law Enforcement Do not know?"
"I don't know."
"...No way. Even they don't know, then who do you know?" Shi Yu didn't believe it.
"I have never heard of the Three Saints of Law Enforcer. I have only heard of the Five Saints of the Human Clan, Six Sages and Eight Powerful Ones. Among the Five Saints, our Huan Sect owns two Saints; the remaining three are Senior Wen Xuan of Yungong, Senior Ye Li of Silver Light Gun, and Senior Nine-Fingered Senior. As for the Six Sages... what expression do you have? You won't know them, right?" Huan Yong said halfway, and saw Shi Yu suddenly staring at him, and for no reason he was seen standing on his hair.
"What did you say... Wen Xuan of Yungong?" Wen Xuan?
Chapter completed!