After the outline was finalized, she had to write a preface and give a brief introduction to the characters in Fengshenyan; such as several saints and disciples. The heroine in the book is not a saint, but a quasi-sage disciple.
And this quasi-holy name is Kong Xuan.
We had to protect the Shang Dynasty. Kong Xuan successfully passed away. Now that he has one more disciple, what will happen to him?
The preface was presented on the paper bit by bit. Minghua put away the pen while her family was away. She put the things in the little bell, returned the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to their places, went out for a walk, and stopped by to see Xiao Daya and Xiao Erya. .
As soon as Xiao Daya came back, she was taken to the small black room by the clan leader, and she really kept her promise; when Mu Xiu came back, she locked up the small dark room, and Xiao Daya couldn't escape no matter how reluctant she was.
Choosing a secluded spot, the yard of Guan Xiaoheiwu is close to the spotted bamboo forest; Minghua looked left and right, wanting to eat bamboo shoots, and now it was the end of the bamboo shoot season. She searched for young bamboo shoots from place to place. She was too short. The bamboo shoots in the mottled bamboo forest grew on the tops of small bamboos. Some of the small mottled bamboos grew taller and she could not break them off. While he can only rely on his spiritual consciousness to break the bamboo shoots, he will also use his spiritual consciousness to observe the small black room.
After finding the small dark room where Xiao Erya was, I could clearly see Xiao Erya's face was haggard, with thick dark circles under his eyes; he was so thin that he looked naked, and he was still muttering: "Where is my red envelope group, why did you kick me out? why why?"
She looked stunned, and in the end she could only say why.
It can be seen that the blow was severe. She regarded the red envelope group as a kind of support and acted unscrupulously. However, she did not expect that she was kicked out the first time she showed up, and the red envelope group disappeared from then on.
Minghua called the sleepy system in the sea of consciousness, "System, get up, I have something to ask you."
"Excuse me, host." The system suddenly became energetic, the chip could not move, and it also appeared very happy.
"This is just a small world. Why is there a group chat among the gods of the prehistoric times?"
system:? ? ?
"You're a garbage system."
The system said dryly: "Host, my master did not enter the information of other big worlds when he created me. The information of each world requires a medium for me to understand; such as the host, or the information I received from the unwilling spirit. Summon, otherwise, I would not be able to understand the information of any world."
"It's rubbish and trashy."
"Without life attacks!"
"Ha~"
The system shrunk its neck, feeling aggrieved and afraid to speak any more.
With her spiritual consciousness withdrawing from the sea of consciousness, Minghua spread her spiritual consciousness to the small dark room where Xiao Daya was. Xiao Daya huddled in the corner near the door, holding a package in her hand. She was obviously afraid of the small dark room.
It can be seen how powerful the small black room is.
The system was surprised to find that the host had not blocked it; this time it could see the situation outside, and the host was actually in a bamboo forest, trying to see how the original ability emanated.
Minghua discovered the system's actions, but did not expose it, just pretending not to see it; it was already a fish on her chopping board, and she wanted to kill it and feed it to Little Bell.
The system that was trying to radiate its source to explore the surroundings had an inexplicable shudder and hurriedly recovered its source; after waiting for a while and finding nothing else, it thought it quietly radiated its spiritual consciousness to see the person in the small dark room. The host has also seen the people in the dark room, and it wants to see it too.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but after a quick look, you find that the reborn female Xiao Erya is standing like a bone; then looking at Xiao Daya, who has the same aura as Xiao Erya, she is surprised to find that Xiao Erya’s luck is actually moving towards Xiao Daya Invisible transfer on the body.
This discovery almost made it cry out in shock.
Minghua broke off a lot of bamboo shoots, but couldn't get them away. After thinking about it, she covered the bamboo shoots and put them away, then ran home, brought half a large basket from home, and put the bamboo shoots in it, hey. Hey hey. .Pull it home.
"Sanya, what are you doing?" Mrs. Xiao heard the movement in the courtyard and stepped out of the house to take a look.
The way the little girl struggled to pull the backpack was really funny.
Minghua's back stiffened, and then she turned to the old lady and grinned happily, "Nai, I got a lot of bamboo shoots, shall we have fried pork with bamboo shoots tonight?"
"Is this food edible?" He stepped forward and took a look at the basket she pulled. It did contain some thin and fresh bamboo tips.
"Milk is edible. I saw a bird eat it."
Mrs. Xiao didn't believe it and frowned slightly, "You went out alone?"
"Yeah!" Oops, he forgot that she was still young and was not allowed to go out alone. Instead, he quickly raised a flattering smile and said, "Milk, let's give it a try. I'll be happy to have birds to eat."
"How do you know the bird is happy with its meal?" He lifted the basket, and it was heavy. He looked down at the bold little girl and snorted coldly, "Want to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots?"
The body felt chilly for a while. Minghua Qiu was very good at business. He blinked and said, "No, no, milk. Wash it out and dry it in the sun to eat in the winter."
"Next time you dare to go out alone, I told your parents to discipline you; I am an old lady who can't move, and I can't control you little kids." As he spoke, he shook his head and carried He carried the basket on his back and sat down by the eaves.
According to the method of peeling large bamboo shoots, she slowly peeled off the wrapped skin; the tender tips of the bamboo shoots were exposed. Mrs. Xiao was quite surprised. Such cold bamboo shoot tips should be edible, but the little girl accidentally made one. Good thing.
"Where did you find these bamboo shoots?"
"There is a small bamboo forest on the edge of the village. There are many bamboos in it." He gestured with his hands to express how abundant the place was. "Milk, can you eat these?"
Mrs. Xiao's accent softened, but she still had a bad tone, "Didn't you say you can eat it? Try it at noon. Your mother went out to buy meat and came back in the morning; we will fry it with the bamboo shoots you dug."
"Yeah." The little girl nodded repeatedly.
Xiao Leshi came out of the kitchen after finishing her work, "Mom, what are you peeling off?"
"Bamboo shoots, there are a lot of these shoot tips popping up on the edge of the village. I see animals eating them. Pick some and come back and have a look. Come and see if the color of these bamboo shoot tips is the same as ours in the big bamboo forest. The colors of the dug bamboo shoots are similar?"
Xiao Leshi took a step forward, took a closer look, and nodded thoughtfully, "It's really similar."
"They look so similar, so they should be edible. If you taste them at night, if they taste good, you can break off the tops of the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest and dry them in the sun. You can keep them for winter. You can also make more dishes in cold weather."
"Okay, listen to me." He knelt down and touched his daughter's face first, then turned around and worked with her mother-in-law to clean out the tips of the bamboo shoots.
Even though there are many baskets in one basket, only a handful of them can be peeled off, which is barely enough for two plates of frying.
In the evening, Xiao Zhengning and Xiao Hongkang returned home from school, and Xiao Hongping returned from a day of fun. The family sat at the dinner table and tasted the bamboo shoots. Mrs. Xiao and Mr. Xiao took a bite first. The taste was sweet and crispy.
"It's good, tender and delicious; it's actually much more delicious than the big bamboo shoots we dug. The big bamboo shoots we dug have a bitter taste when eaten. The tips of these bamboo shoots are not bitter and have a slight aftertaste."
