Chapter 10 River God’s Stewed Tofu
On the river, Zuo Chen was holding the oar, and Cai Yi was holding a broken fish basket like a treasure, with a silly smile on his face:
“You weren’t just now Say, would you like a pot of shochu for some fish soup tonight? I’ll buy you some good shochu when you get back today!”
“You have thought about it” Zuo Chen glanced at Caiyi. : "This fish used to eat carcasses."
"What's the matter? Tigers also eat people! After being beaten to death by a hero, why don't they still use tiger bones to make wine? In this world, it's either eating or eating. It’s just a matter of who wins.”
Caiyi still refused to let go of the treasure in her hands:
"As long as you don't eat your own people, I think it's okay."
"You can see it."
"I can't believe it, this is the way the world is."
Arriving to the shore with the oar, the fishermen came up to collect the boat. Caiyi simply didn't need the few coins and bought it directly. The whole fish basket.
"My fish basket is not worth so much money." The fisherman waved his hands in a hurry, not wanting the extra money, but Caiyi was afraid that the fisherman would be eyeing the fish in the fish basket, so he dragged Zuo Chen and ran out. , leaving only the fishermen standing there dumbfounded.
“Have these two people never seen fish?” The fisherman recalled the crucian carp he saw just now in the broken fish basket. It was quite big, but that’s all. He could catch it every seven days. To one.
Two or three coins?
If you sell this kind of fish for thirty cents at the morning market, you will be called a profiteer!
The fisherman no longer thinks about these chores. He can't refuse the money he is offered.
Make big money!
On the way, Caiyi, who was holding the fish, first went to get a pot of wine, and then hesitated among the side dishes. Finally, Zuo Chen saw a girl selling tofu who had not yet taken away the stall, so he went up and spent a few dollars. Wen Qian picked up a piece of tofu.
It was getting late now, so Caiyi took Zuo Chen to his residence first.
It was a small house on the edge of the city, next to the tributary that entered the city. It was a little damp after nightfall, so a stove needed to be lit in the middle of the room.
As the fire was lit, warmth rose in the room, dispersing the moisture in the house. Caiyi excitedly picked up the kitchen knife and planned to remove the scales from the fish, but when she put the crucian carp on the table and used the kitchen knife to pick off the scales, sparks began to appear instead of the scales.
After just three or four blows, Caiyi raised the kitchen knife again. The blade was shaped like a sawtooth, with several gaps popping out.
Seeing Caiyi's sad face, Zuo Chen sighed helplessly, then stood up, took the kitchen knife, put half of his spiritual energy into the blade, and used the blunt knife to remove the fish scales and cut open the belly. The internal organs were removed.
Then he took out the iron pot from the room and scooped a full pot from the river. Then he put the fish in, cut the tofu with a knife and threw it in together.
The pot was just boiling without any seasoning or oil. Instead, Zuo Chen injected a little more spiritual energy into the soup to remove the black air from the meat.
Soon the water boiled, and the fish meat on the fat-headed fish quickly melted into the soup like ice meeting fire. Even the fish bones turned into streams of thick white soup and disappeared after being mixed into the water.
The soup simmered until finally there was only a whole pot of white soup stewed with tofu.
Zuo Chen thought for a while, took out a spring onion that he had grown from the mountain from the bamboo basket, chopped it into chopped green onions with a kitchen knife, and put it into the soup.
Caiyi immediately poured a bowl for herself and another bowl for Zuo Chen, but Zuo Chen waved his hand and refused:
“I prefer fishermen’s food to this. "Caught."
Caiyi didn't think that the ordinary fish caught by the fishermen would be better than the river god, so she ate the fish soup with great pleasure.
After a bowl of fish soup entered her stomach, Caiyi thought it tasted extremely delicious. Her eyes narrowed into slits with happiness and she smiled broadly.
Caiyi also soon discovered that the bowl of fish soup did not fill her stomach, but turned into a warm current sweeping through her body.
She couldn't help but feel so happy that she drank several more bowls in a row.
Feeling that her body was absorbing the heat, Caiyi couldn't help but feel happy.
If you drink this bowl of soup, will you become as good as your boss? !
There are indeed good things to come from following a big boss!
Seeing her drinking soup, Zuo Chen was thinking about asking about the world, so he said:
"Is there a government office in Qingzhou City?" "A government office? It has been closed long ago. Good luck." Cai Yi shook his head: "The chaos in the court is terrible, and all the officials who should have run away are running away. The one in charge of Qingzhou now is King Shou, who is not in the city, so he is far away."
“That’s it.” Zuo Chen nodded, keeping it in mind.
......
Zhao San held the boat and headed against the waves along the stream in the city.
Seeing that it was getting late and the sun was setting in the west, Zhao San only felt that his life was about to disappear with the setting of the sun.
The president asked him to investigate what the Wenxiang Gang did. He investigated for a day, but found nothing.
He first sent some charlatans to approach the Wenxiang Gang, but the charlatans were killed. He also explored the area next to the Wenxiang Gang, but was almost discovered by others. In the end, he had no choice but to try to sneak into the Wenxiang Gang himself, and was almost beaten to death by others.
On the first day, nothing happened.
There is still one day tomorrow. If there is still no harvest, then he will have to become a boy among the sacrifices of boys and girls.
He didn’t dare to go to the alley to deal with his virginity. When he came out, the president sealed several of his acupuncture points. If Zhao San dared to let Xiao Zhao San move, Xiao Zhao San would Just dare to explode on the spot.
Damn, damn the Wenxiang Gang.
Fuck, damn the river god!
Bracing his injuries and rowing, Zhao San bypassed several boat owners and was about to go back when he suddenly smelled a delicious smell.
He subconsciously sniffed along the smell of fresh food, and then discovered that there was a small room with an open side wall not far away, and a girl was drinking soup in a small passage inside the room.
The soup looked like it was made with leftover fish bones. There were only a few pieces of tofu in it. It didn’t look very delicious but it tasted so tempting that even Zhao San swallowed it. Mouth and mouth.
But he is the steward of the Bai Laohui after all, and it is impossible for him to take food from ordinary people.
His eyes were mainly attracted by their looks.
The heaven is full of glory and beauty. The little Taoist priest and the girl have red lips and white teeth. They are not as dark and rough as the fishermen. They look like a pair of wonderful people.
If I can’t find any news about the Wenxiang Gang, I have to find some good-looking sacrifices. This little Taoist priest and this little girl seem to be just right!
The premise is that these two have not enjoyed each other's bodies on the bed.
So he held the boat and rowed across.
“Two fellows, where are you drinking soup?”
After Zhao San appeared holding the boat, Cai Yi, who was drinking soup, was obviously startled. She quickly used her hands to protect the big pot in front of her, protecting the soup in front of her like a calf.
Seeing Cai Yi's virtue, a hint of disdain appeared in Zhao San's eyes.
It’s just a pot of soup, protecting your mother!
Under the protection of Lord River God, their Bai Laohui eats plenty of fish and meat every day. Isn’t it much better than this fish soup?
Of course, thinking about it, Zhao San did not say this, but said with a smile on his face:
"Two fellows, I am Zhao San, the steward of Bai Lao Hui. Our Bai Lao Hui has recently started a business that can give us a lot of money. I wonder if you are interested."
"Give money? What kind of business? ? ” Cai Yi’s expression immediately turned 180 degrees, with a flattering smile on his face.
"Of course it's a good job." Zhao San said with a smile: "But before that, I have something to ask you two."
"You tell me. ”
“Are you two still children? ”
After Zuo Chen heard this, he turned his head slightly and looked at Zhao San.
This Bai Laohui really plans to find boys and girls to offer to the river god.
(End of this chapter)