Inside the bonsai world.
On a large stone next to the mountain temple.
A gray-haired old man was holding a brass-colored long-handled smoking pot, taking a puff from time to time, and then spitting out white smoke.
A young man on the side looked at the old man curiously and couldn't help but ask: "Master Huang, what is this? Why does it look like the magic of swallowing clouds and mist? It's really Can it spit out smoke?"
The old man who was called Master Huang grinned, and the wrinkles on his withered face deepened: "Hey, what kind of magic is this? You kid doesn't understand, this is our big master. The good thing that makes you feel comfortable is called Tambaku." The old man explained with a smile, while leisurely exhaling a puff of white smoke.
The young man seemed not to hear clearly, and immediately asked: "Ah! I didn't hear clearly, Master Huang, what do you think this is? Why does it sound so awkward?"
Master Huang smiled and nodded, and said: "It's quite awkward, Tamba Ku! I don't know why it's called this name, anyway, people call it that.
This thing is also called Acacia, because Once contaminated, this stuff can make people strongly dependent. People think that this kind of love is like the love between men and women, which is difficult to let go, so it is also called acacia grass. ”
When Xu Bo'an heard this, his heart moved.
Master Huang doesn’t know why this tobacco is called Tembakul, but Xu Bo’an does.
Tobacco was also called Tembakul in the ancient history that Xu Bo'an knew.
This is because when tobacco was introduced to the Ming Dynasty from the American continent, where it originated, people were not familiar with this exotic plant at that time, so they simply called it based on the transliterated name of tobacco.
Then there were some changes due to dialect, accent and other factors in the process of spreading, which led to such a difficult-to-pronounce name.
But judging from the name, tobacco in the bonsai world was probably introduced into the bonsai world by the bonsai holders at that time, or it was taught to the little people in the bonsai world and began to understand it. the use of tobacco.
With this evidence, it can be proved that during the Ming Dynasty, there was still communication between this bonsai world and Xu Boan's world!
Thinking about the various signs that Xu Boan had discovered previously, such as the story of "Journey to the West", Huang Guan's person, and even the appearance of telescopes, as well as Xu Boan's own guesses and judgments, Xu Boan felt more and more that he seemed to know better Here comes the truth.
In the bonsai, when the young man heard the name "Acacia", he exclaimed in amazement: "Acacia! This name is quite nice, much more pleasant to the ear than that boring one.
But drying the grass and smelling the smoke can relieve fatigue? It’s impossible! That stuff makes people choke to death. I think it’s better to drink flower wine.”
Master Huang. He laughed and scolded: "Fuck you, why are you drinking flower wine? You look honest, but unexpectedly you are not honest at all!"
Jin Dajian, who had just finished his work not far away, came over and sat aside with a smile. , jokingly said: "You know nothing, don't think this is grass, but it is not ordinary grass. This thing is very valuable, more expensive than the meat we eat. That is to say, Master Huang is good at craftsmanship and can Earn enough money to afford it.”
Master Huang smiled bitterly and said: "What kind of money do I earn? I am just a lonely person. I don't need to support my family. I just have enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. That's why I can keep this hobby from going away."
Speak In the meantime, Master Huang took another deep puff of cigarette. While exhaling the smoke, he sighed heavily, but showed a satisfied smile.
Jin Dajian said with a smile: "Master Huang is so humble. This kind of grass is grown in the barbarians and sells for an expensive price. It was originally a tribute given to the royal family by the barbarians when they paid tribute.
Later, after the opening up of trade, although different prices were divided according to the level of quality, they were not affordable for ordinary farmers. Even in the city, they were only affordable for the rich. "
A trace of envy flashed in the young man's eyes and he said: "No wonder I haven't seen it before. It turns out it is something only found in the city."
The scene that happened here was all seen by Xu Bo'an who was observing outside the bonsai. Seeing that cut tobacco was so expensive in the bonsai world, Xu Boan was moved again.
If the tobacco in the bonsai world is exactly the same as the tobacco that Xu Boan knows, this thing will definitely be profitable.
Thinking of this, Xu Boan greeted inside: "Jin Dajian, who is this person?"
Master Huang was stunned for a moment. Before he could realize where the sound came from, he saw Jin Dajian changed his face from the joking expression, and his expression instantly became extremely solemn.
Then Jin Dajian respectfully introduced: "Back to Grandpa Shanshen, this is Master Huang Sanhuang, a new mason master here. He was introduced by Mr. Jiao from the county. Now Help me build the mountain temple together.”
Although Huang San did not explain his origin at first, he later showed Li Kanshan, Jin Dajian and others an autographed letter from Lao Jiao, the new head catcher of Shanyang County, which allowed him to integrate into Kaoshan Village more quickly. .
Master Jiao?
Shanyang County’s new head catcher, Lao Jiao?
Hearing Jin Dajian's introduction, Xu Bo'an suddenly remembered that he had seen this old man at the Chenghuang Temple in Shanyang County.
It’s just that at that time, the old man looked much older than now, and his eyes were even more bitter and dull. It can be said that his mental state was completely different from now.
Xu Boan remembers that it was Lao Jiao who persuaded him to come here.
"I understand, you are Lao Jiao's master." Xu Guang said with sudden realization.
Master Huang was startled, and then Jin Dajian hurriedly urged him: "Answer quickly, Master Huang, Grandpa Mountain God is asking you something."
"Grandpa Mountain God?" Master Huang muttered One sentence.
Jin Dajian nodded and said in an affirmative tone: "Yes, it is because of the blessing of the mountain god here that everyone here is so prosperous."
Master Huang hesitated for a moment and then said: "Well, I always thought you were joking with me. Your mountain god grandpa can also appear?"
Jin Dajian said seriously: "Of course, who is joking with you? The one who is talking to you now is the Grandpa of the Mountain God.”
“But shouldn’t it be the Grandpa of the City Emperor?”
Master Huang has heard people say that the Grandpa of the City God in Shanyang County appeared. Later, when Lao Jiao recommended him to come here, he heard Lao Jiao say that this was a land of blessings for the gods, and he always thought it was the hometown of Grandpa Cheng Huang. Jin Dajian was also confused and said: "What Grandpa City Emperor? It has always been Grandpa Mountain God. Don't talk about these useless things now. Grandpa Mountain God is asking you something. Answer it quickly. Don't be disrespectful to Grandpa Mountain God."
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Master Huang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the mountain temple gate, and then replied: "Returning to the mountain god grandpa, Xiaomin Huang San, who had just joined Master Jiao before, I took him with me in class, and then I asked him to call me master. Now that I think about it, it was a bit presumptuous."
Xu Bo'an said softly: "Haha, once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. If you are a master and a disciple, you should be called master. You are a bricklayer, but why do you work as a servant? "
Huang San introduced carefully: "In the early years, you were a humble bricklayer. After receiving the appreciation of the officials, he transferred the common people to work. Later, he went to Qingmu Mansion as an errand with the officials. He came back because of the trouble in Qingmu Mansion a few days ago. "
Xu Bo'an was just chatting, so he didn't ask in depth, but asked directly: "What is this thing in your hand?"
Huang San introduced: "This thing is called a pipe, it is a hollow The pipe is made of melted copper coins. The small bowl in the front is filled with shredded tobacco. After lighting it, the smoke can be smoked with the mouth to relieve fatigue. ”
Xu Bo'an said calmly: "Oh, this is very interesting, let me see it."
Huang San hurriedly raised the pipe to his head, made a presentation gesture, lowered his head and said : "Please take a look at it, Grandpa Mountain God."
Xu Bo'an carefully reached in, gently held the bong with two fingers and took it out, then instantly enlarged it to about thirty or forty centimeters. A long bong.
This bong is very similar to the one in Ji Xiaolan's hand in "Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan". Xu Boan remembered that he had seen it in the countryside when he was a child. Many old people also used this thing to smoke.
Yes, this thing seems to be the same as what I have seen. Xu Boyan thought to himself.
At this time, the tobacco in the smoking pot had not been completely burned. Xu Boan wanted to take a sip directly on it. He felt a little disgusted with the cigarette holder used by others, so he simply turned the smoking pot over. I knocked into the new car ashtray nearby and knocked out all the tobacco inside.
The tobacco had grown larger as the smoking pot grew. Xu Boan flicked it a few times, then reached out and pinched some unburned tobacco, and casually tore a piece of tobacco on a note pad beside it. He rolled the cut tobacco into the piece of paper, and soon rolled out a homemade cigarette by hand.
When he was a child and lived in the countryside, Xu Bo'an often saw old people buying tobacco leaves and hand-rolling cigarettes at the market, so he had some skills.
After knocking the hand-rolled cigarette upside down on his fingernail a few times to make the tobacco inside firmer, Xu Boan took out his lighter and lit the cigarette.
Then he put it in his mouth, pursed his lips, and took a sip. Then he coughed so much that he almost coughed up stomach acid, and his nose was so choked that snot flowed out, and tears almost flowed out.
Good guy, this tobacco is really strong, it looks a bit like dry leaves.
When Xu Boan was young, the two-dollar Dubao cigarettes that choked his throat were not as choking. Later, when he became a little more affluent, he smoked Red Camellia, which was priced at 4 yuan a pack at that time. Cigarettes and red plum cigarettes finally came to my senses, but it was a pity that the cigarettes were gone.
Right now, it seems that any shredded tobacco I can get is much better than the tobacco smoked by Huang San.
Xu Bo'an asked: "Huang San, I just heard from Jin Dajian that this stuff is quite expensive. What grade of tobacco do you have?"
"Tobacco?" Huang San muttered doubtfully.
Xu Boan then came to his senses and realized that he still didn’t know what tobacco was, so he explained: “Oh, what we call Tembakut here is tobacco.”
Huang San said hurriedly : "The Mountain God is laughing at me. Xiaomin's tobacco is naturally the cheapest. It's all the bad habits I picked up when I was working in the government in the early years. I can't stop it now. Without money, I will naturally use these as the last resort. "The tobacco relieves fatigue."
Seeing this, Xu Bo'an also knew that he might not be able to judge the difference between good cigarettes and cheap tobacco, so he simply said: "I also have some tobacco here, please try it for me. Let’s see what the grade is.”
As soon as Huang San heard this, his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and there was a look of enthusiasm in his eyes: “Huang San obeyed, and asked Grandpa Mountain God to give me tobacco.”< br>
It must be said that smokers’ desire for cigarettes is a very strong belief.
Xu Bo'an casually took a Huazi that was always around him, gently tore open the white cigarette paper wrapped in the tobacco, then pinched a little bit, gently placed it in front of Huangshan, and then took his pipe with it. Put it in.
Huang San soon saw a few large withered leaves falling from the sky, and then saw his beloved pipe falling down again.
The voice of Grandpa Shan Shen also came at the right time: "This tobacco should be enough for you to eat for a few days. You can take it and taste it now."
Huang San took a deep breath, Said: "Okay, it tastes really good. This smell alone is countless times better than my tobacco. Just a few puffs of it already have a refreshing effect."
Xu Bo'an urged: "Okay, try it quickly and give your opinion. These tobacco leaves are indeed a bit big. You may need to twist them a few more times."
Although the tobacco leaves are only small in Xu Bo'an's eyes, The smaller one is as big as the palm of a hand in the eyes of little people like Huang San and Jin Dajian.
Huang San hurriedly reached out and pinched a piece, then crushed it hard, carefully stuffed it into the bowl at the front of his pipe, and then repeated this action again until all the contents in the bowl were removed. The tobacco is pressed firmly.
After doing this, Huang San took out a fire source similar to a fire stick. After opening it, he blew it a few times, and sparks rose. Huang San hurriedly put it in front of the smoke. Among the tobacco leaves above the bowl, a wisp of smoke soon appeared from the tobacco leaves, and then as Huang San took a strong puff, red light flashed.
Huang San continued to inhale intoxicatedly, and after a moment, he slowly exhaled, and two thick white smoke rushed out of his nostrils.
Huang San sighed and said: "Wonderful, it's such a wonderful feeling. I've never smoked such a good Tambaku in my life... Uh, no, it's tobacco. I've never smoked it in my life. Have you ever tasted such delicious tobacco?
Even when I was working as an errand in Qingmu Mansion, the tobacco delivered by those wealthy people was not even one-tenth as good as this one. "
Jin Dajian said in a matter-of-fact tone from the side: "Of course, this is the fairy tobacco rewarded by the mountain god grandpa. Can it be compared with their ordinary things. "
Huang San hurriedly agreed and said: "It makes sense, it is true. Xiao Min's experience was really eye-opening. "
Xu Bo'an smiled and was about to ask a few more questions when he felt a feeling of calling coming from him. Look at this, it seems like someone is offering incense over there in Shanyang City. (End of Chapter)