When Gongliang saw that the rice was round and round, and the chickens were eating it with gusto, he asked: "Round and round, how does the monkey and bat meat taste?"
Yuan Gungun held the monkey and bat meat in his arms and ate it with big mouthfuls. When he heard Gongliang's words, he stopped to think about it and shouted: "I don't know, I haven't eaten it carefully yet."
Gongliang was speechless. This idiot had already eaten half of the monkey and bat meat and didn't eat it carefully. How much does it mean to be careful?
Too lazy to pay attention to him, he turned to the little guy and asked: "Mi Gu, how does this monkey bat meat taste?"
"Everything Dad makes is delicious, it tastes like meat." Mi Gu praised Dad.
But Gong Liang rolled his eyes when he heard this. Isn't this meat? Is it vegetables? Little brat.
He didn't bother to ask the chicken anymore and continued to eat the monkey and bat meat. After tasting it carefully, he found that the monkey and bat meat did not taste like chicken, but a bit like field mouse meat. The meat was refined, fresh, and slightly sweet. It was very
Delicious. In his previous life, he had seen a soup made with bats on the Internet. It was said to be delicious, and he wondered if he would try it some other time.
Because he was so impressed, he still remembers the bat soup. It was really disgusting - they didn't even peel off the skin and cooked it with the hair on.
That soup is popular in an island country near the Philippines.
There are so many bats in this island country that the so-called "mountains are used to eat mountains and water is used to eat water", so bat soup came into being.
It is said that there are two kinds of bats on this country's islands, one eats insects and the other eats fruits.
Fruit-eating bats often hang around in the jungle. As long as the plants bloom, they will suck the juice of different flowers. Therefore, people in this island country believe that these bats have absorbed the essence of the plants, and eating their meat will have harmful effects on the human body.
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But no matter what it eats, a bat is still a bat, and it’s creepy no matter how you think about making soup with the fur on it.
Think about it, a pitch-black bat spreads its wings and lies carefree in a basin of soup. Do you think it is taking a bath or making soup?
Moreover, bats fly in the mountains and forests all year round and carry countless bacteria on their bodies. If you can make soup without peeling them off, it can only be said that the residents of the island country are really not afraid of death. But they can withstand the soup after peeling them off. It is all meat anyway.
In fact, it is no different from cattle and sheep.
Gongliang tasted the monkey bat meat carefully, and the more he chewed it, the better the taste became. He thought that he must try the monkey bat soup when he has time.
It's just that the soup is said to use coconut juice to remove the smell of bat meat. He didn't have coconut in his hand, but the red vines planted in the space smelled of coconut milk, so it could be used as a substitute.
After eating, Qin Qing also initially refined the Lingming Mountain Divine Seal. He opened his eyes, and two clear divine lights shot out from his eyes.
Turning around and seeing Qiniang there, she said: "I didn't expect that the God of Lingming Mountain would kill the gods of the Cangyun branch of Tianqiong Mountain, so that he could control the Cangyun branch and use the branch's divine power to create the divine seal. Damn it, he is not afraid of Tianqiong Mountain.
Lord God punishes you?"
Qiniang shook her head and said: "Since the Divine Court was destroyed and the Immortal Court was destroyed, the main god has sealed himself in Tianqiong Mountain and ignored the secular world. The little gods of the mountains are not innate gods. Some are gods made by incense, and some are granted by the royal court in the secular world.
It sounds like he is a god, but in fact he is just a little nobler than a lonely ghost, otherwise the Lingming Mountain God would not dare to be so presumptuous."
"well..."
Qin Qing sighed secretly. He was not like this, otherwise he would not be indifferent to his small temple.
I chatted with Qiniang for a while, and when I saw Gongliang and the others still sitting by the bonfire eating deliciously, I walked over and asked, "Shi1lang, what are you eating, please give me some to try."
Qiniang listened in the back and looked strange.
Gongliang generously handed over a piece of roasted monkey and bat meat, "Here, here you go, monkey and bat meat, it tastes good."
"Monkey...monkey bat meat?"
Qin Qing thought of the ferocious face of Monkey Bat, and his outstretched hand suddenly stopped, "Forget it, in fact, it doesn't matter whether we gods eat fireworks or not."
Seeing his embarrassed look, Qiniang let out a puff and laughed.
Seeing that he didn't know what to buy, Gongliang kept eating.
Now that Qin Qing woke up and it was not bright yet, Qiniang began to act according to her plan, entrusting dreams to the believers in Qijiazhuang to welcome Qin Qing.
In Qijiazhuang, the old man Qi Wu was sleeping when he suddenly saw a goddess walking into the house and said: "I am the seventh girl. I would like to thank the elder for his love for many years. Now I have something to ask for and I hope the elder can help. There will be a meeting tomorrow.
The deserter escorted my husband, Jiyun Mountain God, here on a giant hairy elephant. I hope that the elders can help usher him into the temple. I will definitely be richly rewarded afterwards, thank you very much."
Qi Wu suddenly woke up, and the dream he just had was vividly in his mind, as if he had experienced it himself.
After carefully recalling the face of the self-proclaimed "Seven Girls", isn't it the Seven Girls God worshiped on weekdays?
The situation in the dream was so weird that Qi Wu told his family and people in the village. Unexpectedly, many people had dreams entrusted to them by the goddess. The group gathered together to discuss and decided to take a look at the words of the Seventh Girl God. If
There were no deserters riding giant woolly elephants to escort Jiyun Mountain God. They only wasted a little time, nothing important.
So, a group of people walked toward the outside of the village.
Gongliang took Mi Gu and Yuan Gungun and sat on the back of the black mammoth Dorje. They stopped on the road leading to Qijiazhuang from Bowang County and let the chickens fly into the sky to see if anyone was coming.
After a while, Xiaoji reported that a group of people came out of Qijiazhuang.
Gongliang immediately took out the statue of Qin Qing and placed it next to him, and asked the black mammoth Dorje to walk forward.
At this time, the morning fog has not yet receded, and the mountains in the distance are green and vast. The mist seems to have covered them with a thin veil, and also seems to have covered them with a layer of white snow.
The mountain breeze blew slightly, and the mist swayed and swayed, rolling from here to there, rushing endlessly in the green fields. After a while, the rising sun rose in the east, and the mist suddenly rose into the sky like the spring tide of melting snow, looking like an incense burner.
The smoke is floating out of it.
At this moment, Gongliang and Migu, sitting on the round black mammoth Dorje, slowly walked up the mountain road.
The mist flows under Duoji's feet, followed by thousands of golden lights emitted by the rising sun.
The majestic wind riding on the mist, and the heroic figure shrouded in the bright golden light, make people feel as if they are seeing the supreme god, appreciate the majesty, and feel awe in their hearts.
This situation made the believers who received the dream from the goddess last night feel awe-inspiring. Regardless of being on the roadside, they knelt down and prostrated, shouting loudly: "Welcome the God of Jiyun Mountain."
Among those kneeling, there were white-haired old men, burly men, middle-aged women, and some teenagers and half-grown men who came out with their parents to watch the fun.
Gongliang didn't dare to support him, so he quickly jumped off Duoji's back and stepped forward to help a gray-haired old man up. "Old man, what are you doing? Please get up quickly. Everyone, get up too! Kneel down like this, I’m afraid the boy’s fortune will be ruined.”
Only then did everyone in Qijiazhuang stand up.
The old man grabbed Gong Liang with his backhand and asked urgently: "Are you escorting the God of Jiyun Mountain here?"
"How does the old man know?" Gongliang looked stunned.
The old man hurriedly said: "Yesterday, Qiniang asked me to come here to welcome the God of Jiyun Mountain. Come on, come with me to Qiniuniang Temple."
So, Gongliang, surrounded by everyone, brought the statue of Qin Qing to the Qiguniang Temple. However, the Qiguniang Temple was not big, and it looked very crowded with two statues. Gongliang took out some gold and silver and asked the old man to help invite some people. Rebuild the temple.
Building a temple is a good thing, and with someone like him providing the money, how could the old man not respond?
Soon, the old man invited a bunch of craftsmen from Qijiazhuang.
Gongliang planned to level the hill where Qiguniang Temple is located and the hillside behind it to create a large piece of land. Then he would build a temple in front of the flattened land, farm in the back, and plant fruit trees on the mountain.
According to his opinion, the project was quite large and obviously not something that some craftsmen could complete in a short time.
Therefore, Gongliang asked the old man to recruit some people again, and not only paid them wages, but also provided them with three meals a day. Now it was terrible. A group of people came from Qijiazhuang, some were big, some were young, some were old, some were weak, some were men. There are women. Some of these people don't even need wages, they just need him to provide three meals a day.
How could Gongliang not agree to such a simple idea?
Not only that, he also told visitors that the three meals provided every day were guaranteed to include meat, and a snack was also provided in the morning.
In this way, it was four meals. After hearing this, the people in Qijiazhuang seemed to be crazy and started working hard.
Thanks to the hard work of everyone, the hill where Miss Qi was originally located was soon leveled out to a large area of land.
There is no reason why they are not diligent.
You must know that with the current living standards of the Dayu Kingdom, they only eat two meals a day, or even only one meal when they have nothing to do. For the Dayu people, eating four meals a day is simply a sin, but Who made Gongliang rich and wealthy?
He did not provide the rice, meat, and vegetables for these meals himself, but paid for them to be bought. As a result, the news of the reconstruction of the temple in Qijiazhuang spread throughout the country, and people from outside came to watch from time to time.
When people from nearby villages heard that they could eat four meals a day by working here, they came to help one after another. They didn't need wages, they just needed to eat.
When Gongliang was so idle, he once calculated that the number of people who came to help at the most was two to three hundred.
The elders of Qijiazhuang saw him providing such meals and came to persuade him.
You must know that even the richest families in Qionglong County do not have such meals, but Gongliang doesn't care at all, as long as they do things well and complete the temple as soon as possible.
Stimulated by the wages and four meals a day, everyone who came to work worked hard.
Some don't even go home, but sleep on the construction site at night and work at dawn.
It seems that if this is not the case, it is not enough to express my gratitude; if not, I am sorry for the meals I eat every day.
With the efforts of many people, the new temple was erected in the mountains at a speed visible to the naked eye. After the ground was leveled, it took only five days to build the temple with two main halls at the front and back, and a wing on the left and right.
There was a statue of Qin Qing in the new temple, so naturally it could no longer be called Qiguniang Temple. Gongliang, Qiniang, Qin Qing, and the elders of Qijiazhuang discussed it and decided to change the name of the new temple to "Lingying Palace".
After the Lingying Palace was completed, Gongliang took out a large amount of common seafood and animal meat from the space, and asked the best cooks in Qijiazhuang to throw a banquet for those who helped build the temple. That night, everyone who helped build the temple
All the people eat well and go home satisfied.
Later, Gongliang invited the elders of Qijiazhuang to the temple to discuss matters.
"Old man, after Lingying Palace is completed, someone should be here to guard it. I would like to invite the lonely people in Qijiazhuang to come and guard the temple. The fields and orchards behind the temple will be used as the property of Lingying Palace. Everyone.
If you are old and weak and unable to do things, you can ask someone to help. When the rice is mature, you can pay him 30% of the rice, and the rest can be kept by Lingying Palace for his own use. The same goes for the orchards. If the temple produces a lot in the future, you can also take out some.
Helping the poor, weak and suffering people nearby can also be regarded as broadcasting the reputation of Lingying Palace and accumulating blessings for everyone."
Gongliang told his plan, and the elder of Qijiazhuang nodded repeatedly.
Nowadays, the people's customs are simple and simple, so of course everyone agrees with this good thing.
You must know that everyone has something to do when they grow old, and there are many people who are living hard lives now. Gongliang’s work not only reduces the burden of elderly care for these families, but also helps the orphans and widowers. It is a meritorious deed, and no one can say that it is not good.
Gongliang also invited a Confucian scholar to engrave a monument to remember the rescue of orphans, widows and widowers, and also set up a monument to Qin Qingniang. Qin Qing wrote a biography and eulogized his merits.
At this point, his affairs in Qijiazhuang came to an end.