No Worries about Food and Medicine

Seeing the words "Qingluan Poetry Collection" written on the half-page of the book cover, Ji Hong felt hot, and just wanted to put it back, he suddenly dropped a few pieces of paper from the book, and he picked it up and took a look It is a few large characters in the temporary copy, the handwriting is a little twisted, but it can be seen that the writing is very serious. He put away the paper and couldn't help turning it over carefully. It was obvious that the book was very worn, as if it had been turned over many times, and some words were even blurred.

Ji Hong only looked around for four weeks. The room was small and the furnishings were simple. There was only one bed, one cabinet and one table. However, two small pots of unknown flowers were placed in front of the window and on the table. The small pots were slap-sized and vibrant. It's a pity ... a little mess on the table.

He sighed softly, cleared up the desk case, and finally looked comfortable.

I don't know where the teenager went. Yesterday I was drunk after drinking, only remembering a cluster of warm fire and a tea bowl exuding sweetness. Seeing that there was a small inkstone on the table of the teenager, Ji Hong then returned to the room in the middle of the year, spreading out the book, fetching the ink, and filling in the missing words on the pages of the book, so it was also a reward for the boy ’s care yesterday Grace.

Filling a page, the arc of Ji Hong's mouth gradually solidified, and he wondered in his heart, how could the poetry of his second brother Ji Yan also be on this?

Thinking of his second brother, he looked even more gloomy. The second eldest man is talented and hard to come by for a hundred years. Ji Hong once heard that there is a high monk ’s avenue in the mountains, and he can exchange the spirit with the soul of grievance and make him return to the world. Over the years, he often dreamed of the second brother's back. He wanted to ask if the second brother hated him and blamed him, or whether he wanted to use his body to return to the world. But the second brother didn't answer, just stared at him with a black hole and no facial features, and then kept walking forward and leaving him far behind.

But last night ... Ji Hong lowered his eyes, and the black eyelashes shivered slightly. Last night, he seemed to grab the second brother's hand. Although he couldn't remember what he said to his second brother's soul last night, he always remembered that the hand he was holding was not as cold or even warm as imagined, like a living person. Unfortunately, the second brother still didn't speak, and his face seemed to be covered with a mist, and he couldn't see exactly what his expression was.

At this time, the backyard of a bowl of noodle restaurant was filled with light rice fragrance, Shu Xu daylight was thrown in the window coffin, and the mottled light spots were scattered on the pages opened in the hand. The house was dark and quiet, and there was a smile from the window. Someone called "Little Brother" from afar, and then in a noisy conversation, there was a teenager's voice faintly, with a smile on his face.

When I first met this young man under the osmanthus tree, Ji Hong trance returned to the day when his second brother and he picked Ye Gui. Ji Yan was almost as old as that. Feng Hua sang poems, and he was so suave that he was so young. When Xiuyingxiang walked over, he almost made him think he was in a dream again. But it is still somewhat different, like yesterday's osmanthus tea, last night's lychee wine, always with a sweet taste, always make people feel brisk.

Ji Hong couldn't help but put down the book, picked up his coat and put it on his body, and walked out.

The florist in front was holding a bowl of glutinous rice porridge, and there were three or two diners standing next to him. They both shrugged their noses and tried to share a spoonful with him. The florist naturally refused to pick up the bowl. I choked and wiped my mouth, and the sweat that seemed to be frozen in my body slowly steamed out, and I couldn't help but feel comfortable: "Sour and hot, so happy! It's worthy of the name" Xianxian porridge, the whole person is warm! "

The three or two diners listened, and they were very dissatisfied: "You turned into an immortal, and also called us to be immortal!" He turned around and begged Yu Jinnian, "Good little brother, do two for us chant?"

Another person also persuaded: "In my opinion, there is such a skill as a younger brother, even the chef of the spring breeze building in the city can do it! Otherwise, the medical waiter of Shou Ren Tang will have no problem, why should he be condescended Make a living in this small noodle restaurant? "

"Bah bah, if Xiaonian brother went to Chunfeng proud house, you rough man like you still have money to eat?" The people around mocked, a group of people closed their mouths, regretted that they were wrong, and waved again and again. No food, no food. "

"Brother Wang," Yu Jinnian Baba looked at the florist who had finished drinking porridge, and whispered, "You two pots of porridge, let me get cheaper!"

Sorrel Pine is not a good flower in the domestic committee of the summer. It is often climbed on the rocky slopes in the wild, spitting seeds every year, and spontaneously growing the next year. The soft and slender vine rose can be folded into various shapes, such as pellets, towers, and rich people winding it up to make a yarrow screen, and the flowers are like pentagonal flowers at the time of flowering. The stars embellish them very beautifully, so they are also called "Jin Ping Feng".

Yu Jinnian did not like the magnificent and magnificent genus of peony and peony, nor the genus of light and elegant chrysanthemum, but the lively and beautiful flowers such as the spring, begonia and small rose caught his eyes, so I saw it this morning The porch pine on the flower seller's car couldn't move its legs and wanted to get two pots to plant in the backyard.

To say that a good-looking person is privileged. The young Liangjingjing's eyes are slightly wrinkled and they always feel a little pitiful. It is very lovable. The florist took a picture and immediately shaken: "Good, look at you For this bowl of fairy porridge, I will give you cheap penny money! "

He was so relieved that other diners who bought flowers and plants were not happy, and they laughed at him because he had eaten other people's porridge, and they were hooked by others. The florist left neither right nor right, smirking straight at the head.

When Yu Jinnian's bargaining goal was achieved, he happily hugged the potted plants on the table and smiled gently while watching them make trouble.

When Ji Hong lifted the curtain, he saw a pot of vine grass that was trimmed and wound like a ball. The grass ball was scattered with dozens of red or white flowers, and the flowers were like stars. The teenager who was holding flowers and smiling next to him was as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a small thing rushed under the roller shutter beside him, and threw himself into the boy's arms.

Ji Hong turned to the side, and saw the teenager pull the spike that he threw over, put it on the bench at hand, and pulled a plate of snacks from the side. Sui Sui's eyes lit up, grabbed a goldfish fried dumpling and looked at it. He ate a big goldfish tail and licked up the sugar dregs at his mouth before he slowly swayed his feet and said, "Well ... small Brother Nian, what is that man doing there? "

"Huh?" Yu Jinnian looked back in the direction of Sui Sui's fingers, and saw a beautiful son leaning against the wall in a jade green shirt, his eyes bent, waving to Ji Hong, "Ji Gongzi, are you awake?" He also served a plate of fried sugar dumplings and got up and ran over.

The sunlight reflected in the front hall was very dazzling, Ji Hong narrowed his eyes, his eyes slowly condensed on the young boy running in backlight, and the smell of sweet bean paste was vaguely smelled in his nose, but it was indistinguishable from the sugar. The dumplings were uploaded from youngsters.

Yu Jinnian pulled him to sit down: "You try."

Ji Hong looked at a plate of six small goldfishes, shaking his head and turning his tail very cute. He picked up one, and he was a bit hesitant about where to start his mouth. Yu Jinnian frowned when he saw him, thinking it was a hangover, and was thinking of the red jujube yam soup stewed in the small kitchen. When he passed the backyard, he grabbed the dried osmanthus from the bamboo plaque.

"But what's more uncomfortable? Headache, chest tightness, bad mouth?" Yu Jinnian pushed the soup bowl over, and said, "Take some yam soup, and ease your stomach. If you like sweeter, I still have the jujube stuffed before nectar."

Snow-white porridge, bright red dates, osmanthus sprinkled with gold, scoop a spoonful of entrance, even if there is no date nectar, the breath melted between the mouthpieces is sweet and glutinous enough, hooking Ji Hong's appetite for a long time. When Yu Jinnian ran back to the kitchen to get the jujube nectar, he was surprised to see that the man had finished the whole bowl of yam soup, and even had several goldfish candy dumplings in the dish.

Ji Hong wiped his mouth gently, hesitating for a while, Shen Sheng asked: "It's delicious ... Could I have another bowl?"

Yu Jinnian laughed: "Nature."

Throughout the morning, Ji Hong was sitting in the store like an ordinary diner, watching people coming and going, listening to the lively conversation, and seeing that the bowl in front of everyone was full, empty, empty and full. From time to time, the teenager came out to greet enthusiastically, satisfying the strange needs of different guests, and brought out a bowl of bowls that looked the same but not the same.

In and out of the room, Yu Jinnian also inevitably noticed Ji Hong sitting in the corner. The man didn't talk or laugh, as if he were a red outsider, quietly observing this small world. He has already passed the age of investigating the gossip of others, and he does not want to guess the story behind Ji Hong, but he may feel empathy and always see a decent person so lonely under his own eyes.

Just as he gave the flower maiden a few pieces of fruit in the carriage that day, he also grabbed a plate of sunflower seeds, walnuts, a plate of winter melon sugar and honey orange peel, and planned to give Ji Hong a piece of cake.

Yu Jinnian remembered that she had met a young girl in the last life. There were always snacks hidden in the drawer, and she always smiled on her face, as if she did n’t know how to worry. Someone asked her for the secret of happiness. Give out a bag of snacks to give away, and say that the depression in your heart can be eaten!

Maybe the food really has such a magical charm, maybe even thinking about it, I feel that this dish of nuts is not enough to offset the unhappiness of the man ’s heart. When he turned around in thought, Sui Sui did n’t know when he came. Then, he stole a lazy man and used two crackers as bait, so that Sui Sui would take the dish of nuts to Ji Hong.

Crispbread is one of Sui's favorite small snacks. The Baihua Hutong, which is diagonally opposite the bowl of noodle shop, has a Sun Bakery shop, and the daily baked crispbread is in short supply. It's just oil and sugar, knead the dough with well water to make a thin biscuit, and finally sprinkle with sesame seeds and roast. When the oven was open, the taste of the hot crackers could not but fragrant ten miles. Whenever Yu Jinnian asked Sui Sui to run for him, he would never complain.

Sui Sui was sent to deliver the seeds and nuts, and Yu Jinnian got into the kitchen at the moment and wanted to make individual patterns for the unhappy ice cube.

He took the dried beans he had bought before, and the new bamboo shoots, shredded them with radishes and shiitake mushrooms, crushed the newly cracked walnut kernels with the back of a spoon, and then took out the soft, soft tofu Be a prime cardinal.

The plain yellow queerin means that this is not a true yellow tit, but a fake meat dish. It is made with sliced ​​vegetables and fried in soy sauce, sugar and refined salt to make a filling. After that, Yu Jinnian cut the tofu skin, and began to obliquely wrap the julienne stuffed with walnut kernels with the tofu corners, rolled into long strips, and skillfully blocked the roast with a knot to make a "small yellow". "Finch" is here.

The knotted little carduelis must be fried in the oil pan upside down, until the golden color is like the belly feathers of the carduelis, and finally there is a process to put the remaining shredded vegetables into the pot to make the sauce slightly Stew, as soon as the broth is rolled, put the fried prime grouse into the stew for a while, and wait for the broth to thicken and drizzle with sesame oil.

The large white porcelain plate lay alone with a few yellow tits, and Yu Jinnian's wits quickly moved a few green vegetables quickly and quickly, and placed a circle around the white dish, but it created a "chinchilla". Meaning comes.

He went out with this vegetarian carduelis, and cooked a refreshing and refreshing mint drink, a tea drink made from green tea, mint and nectar.

As soon as I entered the front hall, I was shocked. The little girl who was unwilling to send even a plate of nuts was just sitting beside the ice cube, holding her cheek in both hands and biting her mouth. Root melon sugar, waiting for Ji Hong to knock on walnuts for her to eat.

Ji Hong did not know where to find the low stool legs, lined up the walnuts on the ground, and knocked like a knock on the head. The trick was really clever. I saw a few thin-skinned walnuts. A crack was cracked, and Ji Hong picked it up again, gently squeezed it gently in his fingers, snapped, and a whole walnut fell into the palm of his hand.

Sui Sui took it happily, tucked two beautiful foods into her mouth, and left the remaining two in a small dish in front of her, and slowly peeled off the seeds.

Ji Hong rubbed his fingers and was puzzled: "Why not eat it?"

Sui Sui swallowed the walnut into his belly, and then he was afraid of Ji Honglai again, shaking his head and whispering, "Keep it for Xiaonian brother. He has been awake in the morning till now, he hasn't eaten anything ..."

Ji Hong was silent for a while, reached out and touched Sui Sui's head, and pushed the small dish towards her, saying, "You eat, I'll knock your younger brother again." Then he lined up on the ground again. Open four walnuts and pick up the bench legs again.

Seeing this, Yu Jinnian walked up with the prime cardinal.

Hearing banging, only three times, the last one was knocked, and the disobedient walnut rolled away, Ji Hong reached out and chased. Yu Jinnian also stooped down, picked up the escaped walnut who had no long eyes, and smiled and passed it back, and said at the same time: "I made Dao Si Huang, do you taste it?"

Ji Hong raised his head and saw that it was Yu Jinnian, with a stern look. He also held a bench leg that was difficult to reach the elegant hall. It was really neither lifting nor letting go.

"I also try." Yu Jinnian also sat between them, picked up the walnut that Ji Hong knocked out from the ground, and pinched it just like he did just now. He has always been a walnut killer. The walnuts he knocked have never been broken. He was mocked by Er Niang for picking up the **** in the walnut skin. He just watched the operation of Ji Hong, but it was just a pinch of Wen Wen Ya Ya. I feel that you can master the talents like yourself! ... As a result, naturally, he was very angry. The walnut probably had hatred against him. He had to break it up to eight pieces before breaking up, but Yu Jinnian refused to accept that he could not learn, and he had to destroy the last one.

Ji Hong might not be able to stand it any longer. Suddenly he reached over, and Yu Jinnian's hand was used slightly.

"Oh ...!" As Yu Jinnian whispered, a round and chubby walnut kernel appeared. He seemed to have made a big discovery, looking over and over again.

Sui Sui had already eaten the prime carduelis without any politeness, and Ji Hong also bit off one. There is no place in the golden tofu skin, fresh mushrooms, crispy hands, radish bright, mixed with crushed walnuts, making people even chopsticks All the sauce on it wants to be licked in.

After eating one, he saw that Yu Jinnian was still studying how to pinch walnuts, and there were many walnut corpses in front of him. Ji Hong clipped a plain yellow cardinal in the past and said helplessly: "Stop playing. Eat something, and I will teach you later."

Yu Jinnian nodded reluctantly, but this little trouble came and went quickly, and a plain yellow cardinal fell down, and he felt relaxed again.

At the other end of the noodle shop, the middle-aged man selling flowers was full of noodles, and the cheap flowers and plants on the car were sold for more than half. After eating the noodles, put the money on the table and look back at what people are looking for. After a while, I suddenly laughed and waved my hand: "Little brother, thank you for your fairy porridge!"

Yu Jinnian raised his head and waved his hand with a smile: "Come next time."

The flower surnamed Wang walked out of a bowl of noodles with satisfaction, holding his proud gray donkey who had been surrounded by people all morning. Ji Hongwang walked away, and thought of something in his heart, whispered: "That fairy porridge ..."

Yu Jinnian: "Huh?"

"It's porridge, but it's actually medicine." Ji Hong frowned lightly. "Do you still understand medical treatment?"

Yu Jinnian listened with a smile, undecided.

Ji Hong again said: "Some doctors have said that all kinds of food can be used in medicine, and all kinds of medicine in medicine. The porridge seems to be just a bowl of cheap porridge soup, but it is the right medicine and the disease The peddler ’s illness is wonderful. "

Yu Jinnian took a sip of mint and curiously said: "Ji Gongzi seems to be a medical doctor? I don't know what kind of medicine can solve Ji Gongzi's disease?"

Ji Hong didn't answer, but chuckled: "I heard that the doctors are all bodhisattvas, and when they see hunger and grief, they feel sad and sad, and when they hear pain, they are sad. Kind people can be anxious when they think about it, and they can be embarrassed ... "

Yu Jinnian frowned, how could this be more and more wrong? In the past few months, he has not deliberately concealed what he can do in the past few months in a bowl of noodle restaurants. When the neighborhood neighborhood occasionally has a headache and brain fever but cannot be extended for various reasons, he often comes to knock on the door of the noodle restaurant, but most of them are in a hurry. Or, it's a scorching head, or even a broken horse that broke a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Only Ji Hong, with his noble princess as the school, first talked to him for half an hour of vinegar and sour words, and praised him as rare in the world like a reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. He did encounter it for the first time.

"Ji Gongzi." Yu Jinnian heard nothing interesting. He wished he could go to immortal immediately, so he held his cheek and said, "I can only see that you have insufficient energy, and the lungs and kidneys are deficient, but I don't see that you still have teeth. Something is unclear. "He changed his hands and continued to support his cheek." What the **** do you want to say? "

Ji Gongzi, who was put on the "Kidney Deficiency" hat by the public, took a sip of sweet tea indifferently, sitting in a small posture, with a white cup and jade hands, behaved as Duan Ning, as if he was the wind of your family, he looked at the cup definitely. The tea stalk floating in the middle sighed and said: "It's true not to hide. Jimou ... homeless."

Yu Jinnian: "... ?????"