Chapter 237 The Taste of Imperial Food
The little boy brought Yuan Zhou to the old man's house next door. Only then did Yuan Zhou discover that the old man had an adult son and daughter-in-law. This little boy was the grandson of the old man.
Regarding the fact that the little boy didn't call his brother, Yuan Zhou swore that he was really not angry, how could he care about a little boy, he was so generous to him.
"Uncle, sit here." The little boy's sudden voice brought Yuanzhou back to reality.
"En." Yuan Zhou turned his head to call his brother with his eyes.
However, the little boy had long since gone back to take credit with his parents.
"Let's eat, it's all simple meals. You can eat whatever you want. I think you definitely didn't bring a small bag with you." The old man said wisely.
"Okay, I'll trouble you." After Yuan Zhou thanked him, he sat down.
The dishes on the table were indeed simple, not meaty, just a plate of scrambled eggs with garlic, stir-fried cabbage, shredded potatoes, and a vegetable soup, but the color was green and pleasant.
It also tastes good to eat.
"That's right, people in your city say that our food here is delicious, but we don't use pesticides here." The old man said with a smile.
"It's delicious." Yuan Zhou nodded.
After the meal, Yuanzhou also took advantage of the situation to give the money for the next few days, and gave it for four days in total. Yuanzhou felt that this time was almost the same.
Of course, he did not forget to ask the purpose of going out this time.
"The cliff you mentioned has not produced honey for many years." The old man's son and daughter-in-law brought the little boy home to rest after eating.
Life here is naturally made at sunrise and at sunset.
"I want to go down and have a look myself, do you think someone will lead the way?" Yuan Zhou said sincerely.
"You want to go down by yourself?" The old man was a little surprised, but he was relieved quickly.
From his point of view, Yuan Zhou, like those who looked at it strange, thought it would be fun to hang down with a rope, but he didn't know that the danger was great, and if he didn't pay attention, he would be shattered.
"Young people should not go down. You have no experience. Going down is easy to be dangerous."
"I know,
But I have to go down by myself. "Yuanzhou thinks that the delicious ingredients are of course better to be picked by yourself.
"You went to Needle Peak today, your feet hurt. Going down is more tiring than this." The old man knew these people very well, and he would definitely not walk in the mountains lined with sharp rocks when he first arrived.
"A few blood blisters." Although Yuan Zhou felt the pain, it was not unbearable.
"Then are you sure you want to go down?" the old man asked again.
"Well, go down by yourself." Yuan Zhou nodded and said firmly.
"That's fine, when the time comes, you pay, and I'll find someone to take you down to have a look." Seeing that the old man couldn't persuade him, he could only agree.
"By the way, is it easy for needles to come out of the needle's mouth?" Yuan Zhou asked when he got up, remembering the rumors he heard today.
"Yes, a lot of what can be found is found there, but there are also around, it is difficult to come across." The old man said carefully.
"Is there a greater chance in the depths?" Yuan Zhou asked again.
"That's for sure, but the road is difficult." The old man said affirmatively.
However, the old man was a little surprised now. Seeing Yuanzhou's appearance, he planned to go to Needle Peak tomorrow. As far as he knew, Needle Peak was the easiest place to get out of the Golden Needle Grinding. Once you look for it, if you can't find it, you can change the place. You will never go there for the second time. After all, even the villagers don't like to go there to seek guilt.
But looking at Yuan Zhou now, he couldn't stop until he found it. The old man looked at Yuan Zhou's back and shook his head.
Yuan Zhou said goodbye and went back. After washing up, he had a good night's sleep. He was supposed to get up at five in the morning. He was away from home. Yuan Zhou just had a little activity, and then went out again to look for the golden needle to grind. Value, and dedication to food.
What's more, Yuanzhou is both a foodie and a chef.
Huangtian paid off, after four or five blood blisters appeared on Yuanzhou's feet again, Yuanzhou finally found traces of the golden needle grinding.
It grows in the middle of the stone cracks, with a light yellow canopy and white stems, which is very inconspicuous. Yuanzhou also found it after confirming it several times, and the most peculiar thing about it is that its canopy is all upwards, as if one by one The small wine glass, the folds are distinct, and there is still some crystal dew in the umbrella cover.
"Huh" Yuan Zhou let out a breath and paused for a moment.
Finally found it, Yuanzhou took out a wooden knife and cut the mature golden needle grinder, and put it into a prepared cloth bag, which was both breathable and well prevented from being bruised by the mushrooms.
Finding the first clump, the second clump was not so difficult, Yuanzhou packed a small half pocket of mature golden needles, and he stopped looking for it after one meal. Of course, this kind of mushroom needs to be eaten extremely fresh.
Therefore, Yuanzhou accelerated a lot on the return journey.
The first thing I did when I arrived in the village was to find a woman named Aunt Lin to cook the soup. No matter whether it was noon or not, this was of course the candidate I had already inquired about. This was the best candidate other than the royal chef.
As for looking for the former royal chef, Yuan Zhou certainly thought about it, but the royal chef was not in the village when he went out to visit friends, and the old man didn't know when he would come back, so Yuanzhou could only give up the first choice.
"Aunt Lin, trouble you." Yuan Zhou carefully took the cloth bag and gently handed it over.
"The young man still knows a lot. Pack it in a cloth bag, take a good look at my craftsmanship, and make sure the soup is delicious." Aunt Lin responded with a smile.
Just start killing chicken to make soup, and eat a fresh, fresh chicken, fresh mushroom, fresh soup.
Three hours later, after lunch time, the soup was finally done.
"Young man, your chicken soup is here." Aunt Lin came over with a pot of steaming soup.
"Thank you." Yuanzhou hurriedly accepted.
"You're welcome, this soup is the most delicious to drink in winter, but it's also delicious to drink today. The young man's mushrooms were picked well." Aunt Lin gave an empty bowl and a bowl of rice with a smile and left.
"Excuse me." Yuan Zhou sat down after speaking.
The aroma of the soup penetrates Yuanzhou's nose, with the aroma of chicken, and the umami of the boiled golden needle mill. The soup is milky white, and the boiled golden needle mill has a beautiful jade yellow color, like a piece of fine Tian Huangshi floating. on the noodle soup.
With a smile on Yuan Zhou's serious face, he picked up the spoon and poured the soup directly into his mouth to start drinking.
However, the smile on Yuan Zhou's face slowly disappeared as the soup entered his throat.
Yuan Zhou only ate this meal for half an hour, and then he finished eating chicken and drinking chicken soup, and his brows became more and more frowning.
After Yuan Zhou finished eating, he silently put the money at the bottom of the bowl, got up and left.
"Although this golden needle mill tastes delicious, it is not as delicious as I imagined." Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing.
"It smells like gold needle grinding again, I really don't give up." Yuan Zhou, who was thinking on the road, was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
Looking up, it turned out to be an old man in a Chinese tunic suit and a goatee on his chin not far away. The old man looked kind, but the dissatisfaction on his face was ruined, and he looked a little fierce.
"You guys found the mushrooms?" The old man turned his head and stared at Yuan Zhou.
"Well, it's mine." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Trash." The old man gave a four-character evaluation, turned around and left.
...(To be continued.)