Chapter 109: Dinner

Style: Historical Author: Wang XiaodouWords: 3487Update Time: 24/01/11 22:16:35
chicken. Birds, order Galliformes, order Phasianidae, are the most common poultry raised by humans, and are also the earliest domesticated animals. They are also an essential dish on every common people's table. In the history of the development of human eating habits, chickens are also the only ones consumed. Second to the existence of pigs, there are roasted chicken, roasted chicken, stir-fried chicken, stewed chicken, fried chicken, steamed, cold, stir-fried, and soup. It can be said that there are only imaginable ways to eat chicken.

It's just that the chicken Sanwazi is holding in his hand is probably a chicken, because it is the original version of a chicken. It is called a chick here, and it is the kind that has just hatched.

The chick showed its head and feet in Sanwazi's hands, looking at this dangerous world in horror. Without its mother's arms, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at it. If a chicken could talk, I guess it would raise its middle finger and say, "Hey, you guys are a bunch of foodies, I'm still underage."

Hungry people are scary, and tragedies of cannibalism have not never happened. Everyone saw the poor chicken in Sanwazi’s hand, and his eyes were hot. There is no doubt that many people want to kill this poor chicken. The thought of having the chicken as my own felt good to swallow in one gulp.

People's ideas always change quickly. The original idea of ​​a big meal was shattered, but seeing the chicks also felt great comfort.

Being watched by so many people, I am the brightest star in the sky, the beacon guiding the way in the dark night. This feels good. Even the parts injured by the people because of running away, Sanwazi feels a lot less pain. .

Old Wu took a few steps forward and asked: "Sanwazi, why is it just a chicken? There are usually eggs?"

"Well," Sanwazi reluctantly took out the egg from his trouser pocket. Of course, the egg was not the other's egg. "Old Hall Master Wu, you are so old and strong, and you are so clever and resourceful. I have even forgotten about the egg, but you, old man, can still remember it." ".

"Hahaha, Sanwazi, don't praise me. I still have many advantages. Remember to observe carefully in the future. It's not that there is no beauty in the world, but that there is a lack of discovery." Old Wu laughed, and three strands of his beard swayed in the wind.

Xiao Ming's men, who had not yet left, looked at the chicken and the two eggs, glanced at each other, and then stared at Old Wu, "Old Wu, this is the feast you were talking about."

It's full of doubts. Not only does the meal include wine and meat, but there are always more than ten or twenty dishes, even if they are all vegetarian dishes. In everyone's consciousness, one chicken and two eggs cannot be called a meal anyway. For a big meal. Breakfast was not enough either.

"Yes, eating chicken is of course a big meal. Do you know that we are only willing to eat this chicken during the Chinese New Year? This is because you are here. If it were normal times, we would not be willing to eat this chicken. I heard It’s like a chicken and an egg, and this chicken will definitely turn into a nest of chickens by the end of the year.”

Lao Wu explained proudly, feeling proud of his generosity.

Well, everyone discovered a problem. They were speechless at what Lao Wu said.

The same is true for Wang Busheng, which also reminds him of Afanti's story. Old Wu is just like Master Bai, well, just a little thinner.

"Old Hall Master Wu, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get ready, everyone is already hungry," someone said.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and make a fire to cook."

Soon someone prepared everything. The poor chicken didn't peel off the skin and remove the internal organs. He came into this world intact, then left intact and was thrown directly into the pot. This way of death was very cruel, unlike ten chickens. The frying pan in the Eight Hells is very similar. The chicken was thrown into the water, and the hot water stimulated every inch of the chicken's skin and every nerve. The chicken struggled desperately, but the chicken's limited struggle only lasted a few seconds for its own death. , facing the powerful humans, it is very small. After a moment, the chicken stopped struggling and completed the reincarnation of this life. In the next life, it is estimated that he can be reincarnated as a chicken-eating human.

Crack the eggs and don't waste the egg shells. They contain a lot of protein. They are also thrown into the pot and stirred desperately so that no trace of eggs can be seen in the pot.

More than a dozen people surrounded the cauldron, holding bowls and spoons in their hands, staring directly at the cauldron.

The dream of big fish and meat, eating meat and drinking wine that I originally expected was shattered. At least I was open-minded enough to forget that everyone understood it thoroughly, and soon their thoughts changed. The people of the Ming Empire were still very easy to be satisfied. As long as they have something to eat, they will be peaceful and obedient citizens. Looking at the pot of soup, Wang Busui carefully withdrew without cleaning the internal organs. This was similar to Maodan in his previous life. Wang Busui loved to eat everything, but he was very afraid of Maodan. The existence of Maodan The body is equivalent to a fetus that has just formed in a woman's belly. Wang Busheng is very repelled by that thing. I would rather be hungry than drink that pot of soup.

Finally, amidst everyone's expectations, the soup in the pot started to bubble. Sanwazi was the first to fill a bowl, and Lao Wu slapped Sanwazi on the head. "Who told you to eat the chicken of this prodigal thing? Throw the chicken into the country."

"Master Wu, I want to eat chicken. Doesn't it mean that whoever finds something to eat can have priority?" Sanwazi felt aggrieved. Others only came back when they were full, but he came back only half full. , the chicken has already gone into his stomach, and he is not willing to eat the two eggs. He should be praised.

"Sanwazi, you don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive when you are not a family member. Now it is no better than before. There are so many mouths to eat." Old Wu pointed at everyone and then sighed and said: "This chicken is still inedible. The days are still long. We have to eat for the next day." If you plan a meal, you can also make a pot of soup."

Well, everyone is very embarrassed. It seems that everyone is just one of so many mouths. At the same time, they are also honored and proud of the greatness of Chicken Boy's death. After all, for thousands of years, such a way to die as a chicken has rarely existed. Pour the oil into the pan twice.

People said that they were talking nonsense, but Wang Busheng felt that this pot of soup was not that good.

Sanwazi reluctantly threw the chicken into the pot, and the eggs were diluted with water, leaving no trace. Sanwazi had no choice but to fill a bowl of soup as much as possible.

Seeing someone starting to serve soup, everyone gathered around. This pot of soup is still hot. If it spills, you can clean it up. It doesn't matter if a few of them are burned to death. It's just a pity to waste it.

"Don't crowd, don't crowd. I guarantee there is plenty of soup and everyone will be full," Lao Wu shouted loudly while maintaining order. Of course, the effect was not obvious. How could a group of people who were reluctantly united for profit give up their interests for the sake of so-called order.

Helpless, in order not to be beaten to death, Old Wu could only retreat to one side and looked at Xiao Ming. The two looked at each other with wry smiles on their lips, worried about the future development of the White Lotus Sect. Both of them are senior veterans of the White Lotus Sect and are very loyal to the White Lotus Sect. Seeing this group of people, they both deeply felt the importance of money. They must react to the big boss if they have the opportunity. Those who achieve great things must be willing to spend it. money.

After adding water to the pot three times, everyone was full. Wang Bushi touched his deflated belly and resisted the idea of ​​going up to drink a bowl of soup.

At this time, Lao Wu took something out of his arms, raised it high in front of everyone, and shouted: "We are able to have enough food thanks to the blessing of Mother Wu Sheng. Thank her for giving us food, because with her we can live." Go down".

Damn it, Wang Busheng has been wanting to scold this for a long time. We must not have feudal superstition. We must believe in science. Scientific development is the kingly way. There are no gods in the world. It is better to rely on parents than rely on heaven and earth. It is better to rely on yourself, such as stealing chickens by yourself. As for Wang Bushi observed this so-called dead mother carefully for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out her gender. Let's say she is a lesbian. It is obvious that she does not have a 'weapon' because she is a god and is naturally extremely beautiful. Things, beauties, must be bulging forward and backward. No matter how plump she is, she can't be Princess Taiping no matter what. It's not appropriate to say that she is a gay. Wu Sheng Lao Mu, Wu Sheng Lao Mu, if she is A man should become an unborn father, or a father-husband. Such words with obvious gender characteristics, the only possibility is that in the eyes of the sculptor, the fairest person is the most beautiful. Of course, it does not rule out that the sculptor is a woman with the same disease. Comrade, jealousy is at work, and there is another unreasonable guess that the sculptor is a glass rabbit who likes masculine styles.

After talking about the gender of the Innocent Mother, let’s talk about his statue. Buddha statues are basically made of clay and gold. Of course, they are also made of pure gold. That is the behavior of local tyrants. We do not advocate it here, but there are also some carved from stone. The cost of stone is still very low. The difficulty is that it is more troublesome to carve and requires stricter skills.

But the statue that Old Wu was holding in his hand was obviously not made of stone or clay. If Wang Busheng's guess was correct, it should be made of wood, like the Wusheng Mother who was so capable and omnipotent and had lived for such a long time. God, if you don’t use gold, it’s an insult to her. It’s good that Lao Wu actually used wood. Of course, wood is also acceptable. After all, some woods are hard to find, such as golden nan, dark wood, and ebony. But You actually used poplar trees. This is undoubtedly a piss on the head of Wusheng Old Mother. If Wang Bushit was Wusheng Old Mother, Wang Bushit wouldn't mind using Lao Wu to sacrifice to the sky.

Several devout believers knelt on the ground when they saw the sculpture of the Infernal Mother. Of course, most of them were Lao Wu's own men. After all, a chicken can be treated as a feast. How much loyalty does this require? He would be completely devoted to the White Lotus Sect and would not change his mind until death. This was impossible for Wang Busheng, who planned to leave tonight.

Several devout believers knelt in front of the Wusheng Old Mother and shouted: "The Wusheng Old Mother has unparalleled magical power and unified the three realms. The Wusheng Old Mother is as beautiful as a flower and is famous all over the world. The Wusheng Old Mother has boundless magic power. The Wusheng Old Mother is the greatest in the world." .

Old Wu was very satisfied, looked at Xiao Ming proudly, then pressed his hands, and continued: ""The holy fire is shining, the holy fire of life is shining brightly, all my disciples, work together, take pity on the world, who are helpless, and benevolent to all things, Only because of the light, the father of light knows the truth, enlightens me and clears my heart, revives my clear nature, pities me in the world, the devil dust is polluted, eliminates evil and promotes good, only because of the light, how happy is life, how painful is death, bear Fierce fire burns my remaining body. Twelve permanent treasures illuminate all the luminaries. Wonderful sounds lead the way to the pure land of unscrupulous people."

"Nah, Zhang Wuji" Wang Bushu was shocked, "Where is Zhao Min, and there is sister Zhiruo."

The Ming religion mentioned by Mr. Jin Yong is actually Manichaeism, a branch of Orthodox Christianity. After being introduced to China, it was combined with Taoism, Buddhism and White Lotus Sect. It later became a common organizational tool for peasant uprisings in the Five Dynasties, Song and Yuan Dynasties, and it was not officially established until the Song Dynasty. Named Mingjiao, Mingjiao had two relatively large uprisings in the history of our country. The first was Fangla in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the second was in the late Yuan Dynasty. Han Lin'er, the little Ming king who was killed by Chen Youliang, because there were so many people in the Red Scarf Army, Most of them are followers of the White Lotus sect, so the two sects merge into one. The Ming sect has the shadow of the White Lotus sect, and the White Lotus sect also has traces of the Ming sect. Of course, theoretical knowledge can also be used by each other, such as digging out an eye of a stone man and stirring up the Yellow River. The world is in rebellion. Zhu Yuanzhang also worked there, but because he had no salary, he left and started his own team.

Several believers also chanted along with Lao Wu's voice: "The holy fire is shining,,,,,,"

"In ancient times, the so-called heroic men must have the integrity to surpass others. They can't stand the kindness of others. When a common man sees humiliation, he draws his sword and stands up to fight. This is not brave. There are great brave men in the world, but they suddenly come to him. Don’t be surprised, don’t get angry when someone is added to someone for no reason. This means that the hostage he holds is very great, and his ambition is very far-reaching. Nowadays, the people in the world are in dire straits. We can only survive as an old mother in the world by enduring the hardships that others cannot bear and enduring the hunger that others cannot bear. When it comes, hold the flag high and build a beautiful hometown."

"Okay. You guys can make it easier for us to find you."