Chapter 109 [Traces in the ears of the wind]

Thin, fat, and high-quality pork is tied tightly with thin ropes, cooked thoroughly but not overheated, removed and left to cool, then untied the ropes, and cut out thin slices with a sharp blade. Fat and thin are solidified and not scattered.

   Serve it on a plate, pick it up with chopsticks, dip it in sauces such as soy sauce and minced garlic on the side, and eat it. It is not greasy, fragrant and mellow. This white-cut meat dish is actually suitable for sorghum wine, but Fang Chang only ordered a pot of strong tea this time, and did not touch the gourd on his waist.

  Sliced ​​eel, one or two inches long, stir-fried with lard on high heat. Except for refined salt and a little coriander sprinkled on the pan, no other ingredients are needed. The raw fried shredded eel on the table is white in color without losing its original taste, slightly crispy and extremely delicious.

  Chop the chicken breast finely into a puree, then take the egg white, pour it into it and stir in one direction until it blends into one without any dregs. Warm up the oil pan, spread the mashed egg and meat into it, it is in the shape of large and thin slices, until it is thin but not broken, cooked but not burnt, the heat is just right.

  When it came out of the pan, a few tender bean sprouts were added to the hibiscus chicken slices as an embellishment, and a few drops of chicken oil were sprinkled on it.

   There are also pancakes that are not brushed with oil. This is more common, but it is quite soft.

  Compared to millet, the world grows less wheat, and grinding noodles is laborious, so white noodle cakes are also a more high-end food.

  In the past few days, although Fang Chang did not find any news about the couple, he was accompanied by delicious food every day.

   It's been a good day.

   It means that the money in the package is spent like running water.

  Fang Chang moved his chopsticks elegantly, and his demeanor seemed to be very slow, but the dishes on the table seemed to be swept away by the wind, and they quickly disappeared, and there were only the last two pieces of pancakes cut into corners by chopsticks.

   Fortunately, no one noticed his unusual appetite, whether it was the diners or the waiters.

  Using chopsticks to roll up a piece of white meat, ready to dip it in a small dish next to it, Fang Chang's ears suddenly moved.

   Then, he turned to look at the restaurant wall.

  While eating, Fang Chang could hear the subtle sounds in the surrounding streets and alleys.

   Fortunately, he has entered the path of practice, and his heart is firm and unmoved. Otherwise, if he is an ordinary person with the ability to hear thousands of voices, he will only be driven crazy, or go to the desert grassland to live in seclusion.

   It should be two citizens, about three intersections away from here, talking in a low voice, but no sound of walking can be heard, it is estimated that the two are standing still, according to the echo of the conversation, it is in the alley.

  At the same time, there was the sound of melon seeds being cracked open and the skin of the melon seeds falling to the ground.

  One of them asked with a Yuzhou accent, in a low voice: "Fourth Uncle, do you want to build the bridge, or ask Mr. to go to the school?"

  The so-called Fourth Uncle cracked a few melon seeds, seemed to be hesitating and thinking, then stopped and said:

   "I can't say which one is better. To build a bridge, everyone can save five miles from walking to the opposite side. If you use this money to build a school, you can let the surrounding children learn to read and understand the truth. It seems that either is good."

   There were two rustling sounds. It should be the person who spoke in a husky voice at first, scratching the top of his head: "I was thinking about the same thing. It would be great if the sailors donated more, and then both the bridge and the school will be built."

  Here, Fang Chang put down the pancake, stuffed the sliced ​​meat into his mouth, chewed and continued to listen.

   I don’t know if the so-called fourth uncle shook his head, but he said in the tone of an elder, quite disapproving:

   "Wealth, we can't think like this. How much to donate is someone else's business. What we want to think about is where is the best place to invest the money and food donated by outsiders. We can make a decision with everyone when we have a collegiate meeting."

   "After all, this sailor's family, Wan Guan's family and property are pure and innocent. They are all the property rewarded by the court as an official from the ancestors, and they do good deeds almost every year. It is not comparable to those who are rich and unkind."

"Young nephew is taught." The young man was still in a low voice, and he was not idle eating sunflower seeds, "Yes, this official family is different. The family outside the sailors lives in seclusion all day long, very low-key, and those who live in the city all day long. Drinking is totally different."

  The sound of cracking melon seeds began to be mixed with the crisp sound of crushing peanut shells.

   "Fourth Uncle, the peanuts you fried at home are pretty good. Did you use the sand dug by the river?"

"Yeah, it's been sieved, eat more if you like it... I thought about it, it's okay to take a few more steps on weekdays, anyway, people don't often cross the river, it's not a holiday, who usually has nothing to go to the other side of the river ? There is everything here. But the dolls can’t delay in reading and reading. If you are a year late, you can’t make up for the old age.”

   "...Fourth Uncle, you are right. I will throw mung beans into the Jian Xue School when the collegiate meeting is held in a few days."

   "Well, I am the same, let's build a school."

"Yeah…"

Here, Fang Chang smiled slightly. It should be the family they mentioned, at least they are related. After all, the surname Shui is very rare, and I have been wandering around in Yuzhou these days, and I have never heard anyone with the surname water.

  The sailor they mentioned sounds like a kind person.

  At least what he did was completely in line with the morality of this era.

  Fang Chang withdrew his attention, and swept away the food on the table in front of him. It is a shameful act to waste food. Fortunately, Fang Chang has a good appetite and a large amount of food, and he is never afraid of too much food.

   "Guest officer, go slowly~!"

  Casting spells to clean up his mouth and hands, and after paying the bill at the counter, Fang Chang walked out the door, and the waiter behind him bowed slightly and shouted.

  ...

  …

  Now that he had learned the news, Fang Chang withdrew from this unhurried state and began to inquire purposefully.

  Although this family kept a low profile on weekdays, they did not hide from the world, but it was not difficult to find.

  Ask a random kid on the side of the road, and Fang Chang knows where the sailor’s family’s house is, but this time he didn’t meet that kind of interesting kid who asks for an equivalent reward to guide the way.

The news I got from Old Uncle Li before is that everyone thought that the child was killed by thieves together with the old servant. They didn't know that he was rescued, and it was impossible for anyone to know that the child died of illness when he became an adult. Li has been replaced with another soul, and only one obsession remains.

  In this day and age, it is not uncommon for infants to die. Presumably the couple should have let go of their grief after grief.

  The house of the sailor’s family is a tall courtyard, which looks quite old. There is a high threshold of stone lions on horse posts at the door, and the word "Shuifu" is written on the plaque.

  Seeing this name, Fang Chang was stunned: I don’t know, I thought it was a water temple.

  Already approaching, he counted his fingers and knew that he had come to the right place this time. The opportunity to solve this obsession by himself was in this courtyard. If he wanted to return to his original parents, he should be in the courtyard.

   Note: The first few dishes are taken from Liang Shiqiu's "Ya She Tan Eating".

   Thank you for your reward, I am Ma Ding, Linbo Yilang.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)