At dusk, the smoke of the cooking is everywhere, and the peasants are dressed in the slanting sun, passing the stone bridge, crossing the torii, and returning to the town.

Li Zheng walked to the door of the inn to rest on the stool, there was herbal tea on the table, and he poured himself a bowl for himself.

Uncle Shi also sat down in a while. Gradually, there were a lot of people who had returned from labor and rested drinking tea in front of the inn.

They chatted casually, the topic was inseparable from the land and the harvest, and just chatting and talking, the topic turned to the rest of their lives.

Li Zheng turned his head and asked the four people sitting in the inn, "What about the little fish? ”

Ye Zigao said: "There is still a field in the inn?"

Li Zheng pointed to the fields in the distance, "The fields near the bamboo forest and the main road are inns. ”

Uncle Gen, the fisherman, came over with a lock of beef.

He shouted at the door and took Li Zheng's words, "Since Lao Yu left, those fields have been abandoned by this kid. ”

Yu Sheng came out and took the lock of beef, and said, "Don't worry, I'll plant it in a few days." ”

"What are you going to plant? Now you have to loosen the soil and weed. Li Zheng said.

"Let's plant it all. Yu Sheng said.

He knew that once tofu and soy milk were made, there would be more places where beans were needed.

If you encounter a wealthy guest or a BMW, it is indispensable to use good horse grass and bean feed, and the consumption of beans in the inn will increase.

He also has other plans for the rest of his life, and in his opinion, improving the taste of soy products is the first thing to grow the most delicious beans.

"That's fine. Several farming experts nodded, and they told the rest of their lives to call them to help when the time came.

In their opinion, the goods of the inn are not the material for farming at all.

Yu Sheng turned around after agreeing, and Li Zheng was curious behind him, "You roast beef? ”

Farming is hard, and farming cattle are naturally very expensive, even if the wealthy families in Yangzhou City only occasionally try it.

For the rest of his life, he was only willing to let Xiao Gen'er bring this lock back, "for cooking." The rest of his life said go back to the kitchen.

The most important thing to make mapo tofu is that there is a lot of oil, and secondly, the minced meat must be minced beef, and the taste is much worse if it is replaced with other minced meat.

The rest of his life has been exchanging beef in the system, because the beef from another world is too expensive, and he was also blackmailed by the system.

As for the current locks of beef, one is to hide people's ears and eyes, and the other is to facilitate future use.

The rest of my life can be figured out, although the taste is worse, but it is still very affordable to buy in reality, after all, the merit is priceless.

The rest of his life was busy in the back, everyone sat outside the inn, the slanting sun hung on the archway, and fell on everyone's cheeks, shining on the dark skin red.

It was a little dark in the inn, but it wasn't when the lights were lit, and the four of them sat out with the leaves high.

A group of people chatted nonsense from all over the world, and Ye Zigao even added the finishing touch to the story of his escape with the power of the black dragon.

The people in the town listened and looked at Ye Zigao with inexplicable expressions.

After he finished talking, Li Zhengcai said: "There have been two dragons in our town, but they are not as weak as you say. ”

"It's just divine power, not real body. Ye Zigao snorted and asked, "There have also been dragons in the town?"

Li Zheng said: "Of course, a little white dragon, an evil dragon, and now there is a portrait of the city lord slaying the dragon in the temple." ”

Ye Zigao nodded, "It turns out that the city lord of Yangzhou killed the evil dragon in the town, I really don't know." ”

"Where's the temple? I'm the best at drawing dragons, so I'll see it another day." Ye Zigao said again.

Rizheng pointed out to him the direction.

They sat idle for a while, and when the sun fell on the bamboo forest, when the white bird returned to its nest, the back kitchen suddenly "banged", and the rest of their lives were stir-frying.

The crowd was reminded and got up and went home.

Just after walking a few steps, Li Zheng stopped, he straightened his nose and sniffed, "What a smell, it smells so good." ”

The gluttonous senior also stopped, "It should be Xiaoyu'er stir-frying new dishes." ”

The three or five did not leave, and returned to the inn, staring at the curtain in the back kitchen.

The fragrance that everyone smells is that they are stir-frying bean paste, ginger and garlic, and chili noodles for the rest of their lives, which are all condiments, and they are naturally fragrant and attractive.

After the tofu and fresh soup are added to the fried meat and steaming pot, the pungent taste will weaken, but the gluttony of everyone outside has been hooked.

Half a day ago, Yu Sheng was helpless about mapo tofu, but after redeeming the recipe, he was already at ease.

He stir-fried it over a simmer to let the soup gradually incorporate the tofu, and stir-fried skillfully from time to time without damaging the tender tofu at all.

When the heat is up, the rest of the life is sprinkled with a layer of Sichuan peppercorns, packed in a delicate white porcelain plate, and served out while it is hot.

As soon as he lifted the door curtain, Yu Sheng was startled, "What are you doing?"

Everyone ignored him and looked at the food on the plate.

I saw that on the white plate, the shape of the tofu was not rotten, the oil color was red and bright, and the red and white contrasted with each other, which was very attractive.

Just look at the color of the dish and smell the aroma of the vegetables, and without waiting to taste it, Ye Zigao already feels hungry.

Not to mention that ginger is still old and spicy, when they paid attention, Li Zheng didn't know when he had already taken the chopsticks, and quickly grabbed a piece of it.

He immediately screamed in pain as soon as he put it in his mouth, but after he endured the burning and chewed it in his mouth, the flavors such as numb, spicy, tender, fragrant, and fresh immediately spread in his mouth.

"How?" the crowd asked him, but Li Zheng didn't answer, but took another piece and quickly threw it into his mouth after blowing it.

Now everyone didn't follow, and the senior took the chopsticks early and pushed him away.

The knife work for the rest of his life is still miserable, and he holds a big piece of chopsticks in the fourth year of high school.

It's just that he has a lot of strength in striking iron all day long, and he didn't expect the tofu to be soft, so he accidentally fell to the ground.

The crowd unanimously condemned him and wanted to deprive him of the right to try new things.

However, Gao Si relied on the height of the people and the horse, and he had a lot of strength, let everyone push, he did not move, and only after two more mouthfuls did he quit unsatisfied.

Yu Sheng handed the plate to Uncle Shi, who was squeezing up by seniority, "You taste it, I'm still making it later." ”

The rest of his life returned to the back kitchen, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a sigh.

That dish was originally prepared for four people, so it was more than enough for everyone to taste one bite.

Li Zheng's mouth was numb and spicy, and after taking a sip of herbal tea, he pressed it down and said, "What kind of dish is this?"

Bai Xingxing replied on the side: "I heard the shopkeeper say, it's called mapo tofu." ”

"Mapo Tofu, who is Mapo?" Li Zheng was puzzled, "I think it should be called Xiaoyu Tofu or Fish Tofu." ”

Yu Sheng walked out just in time to hear, "You are worthy of your surname Zhang, and you really know how to wear Zhang Guan." ”

"Stinky boy, dare you laugh at me. Ri Zheng kicked him, but was nimbly dodged by Yu Sheng.

"Mapo tofu is mapo tofu, who cares who is Mapo. The rest of the life sat down to drink a cup of tea, and everyone finished the plate.

Uncle Shi was curious: "Little Yu'er, how do you make that tofu?"

Fortunately, there was a systematic stone grinding, and he was not afraid to explain for the rest of his life, but he was just about to say it, when he heard a loud "bang" outside, and the house trembled.

"What's going on?" the crowd was shocked.

Fu is highly vigilant, put down the plate that was licked clean, walked to the door of the inn in one step, swept his eyes, and immediately froze.

The Demon Hunter Heavenly Master Bai Xing followed closely, but after seeing the things in front of the inn, he also stood still, and his legs seemed to be rooted.

In the afterglow of the sunset, they saw a turtle and a man standing outside the inn.

The turtle is as tall as a horse, and the glowing turtle eyes are like two lanterns.

The turtle shell is a big grinding plate, the turtle shell is dark, and the pattern is not clear in the darkness.

What's even more surprising is that the turtle only has three legs, two in the front and one in the back, and it is a three-legged turtle.

Legend has it that the three-legged turtle from the wild water can be eaten without serious illness in his life, and he can also desilt and reduce swelling. But if it is nearby, the meat is highly poisonous, and those who eat it will lose their lives.

Compared with the three-legged turtle, the owner of the horse was a little smaller, and when the people looked at him, they saw that he was wrapped in a quilt, and only his pale head was exposed.

"Ahem. The man coughed in embarrassment, pushed the red quilt away, and pointed to the sky, "It's cold in the heights, you know." ”

"Yes, yes. Everyone nodded in unison, not daring to say they didn't understand.

The man patted the three-legged turtle's head and "took two steps", but the three-legged turtle was indifferent, just stretched out his half-zhang long neck, and pushed away the rich and difficult to probe into the inn.

The person who came was even more embarrassed now, "What, this beast just caught ......"

As the owner of the inn for the rest of his life, he naturally has to relieve the embarrassment of the guests.

He squeezed out the crowd and complimented, "Yes, this mount is really good, you see how long this 'Didi' is......"

Yu Sheng hurriedly closed his mouth, smiled awkwardly at all the eyes cast on him, and scolded angrily in his heart: "It's a day, you also block Lao Tzu from talking to others?"

The system responded in a cold voice: Just a reminder to you, this is a sensitive word.

"I'll know the fake!" Yu Sheng raised his middle finger in his mind.

At this time, under the patting of the head, the three-legged turtle finally moved a step, and the footprints of the three concave bluestone slabs were immediately clearly revealed.

Looking at the sky for the rest of my life, it turned out that this three-legged turtle really fell from the sky, my grandmother, which way is this fairy.

When I looked at him again for the rest of my life, I saw that he was wearing a loose and fat dress, the hem of which covered the turtle's back, and it shook gently when the breeze blew.

Perhaps he didn't feel the wind from time to time, and he also shook a fan and gently blew the tassel on his white hat.

Immortal wind bones, not ordinary people.

It's just that for some reason, the tassel is red, and it is very inconsistent with the white.

When the visitor saw that the matter of wearing the quilt had been explained clearly, it would not ruin his reputation, so he shook his fan and said, "Is Miss Shiyu there?"

"Shi Yu?" Yu Sheng replied, "Who is that?"

"The owner of this inn. The people who came were surprised, "Miss Shiyu is not in the town?"

Yu Sheng scratched the back of his head, and was about to open his mouth to ask if the person who came was mistaken, when Li Zheng patted him on the head, "Shi Yu is your mother?"

"My mother?" Yu Sheng was stunned, he really didn't know, Lao Yu only told him that his mother's surname was Long.

The visitor looked at Yu Sheng in surprise, "You are Shi Yu's son?"

Yu Sheng nodded, "I guess so." ”

"Where did she go?" asked.

The mother is the biggest, so the rest of her life only pointed to the lake behind the inn.

"I see. The visitor nodded, "The dust is over, and it's time to step through the red dust." ”