"Busy ploughing in spring, Zhang bow in summer, yellow melon in autumn, full granary in winter, three sacrificial offerings a year, four beams in four seasons, bow easy to open arrows, open arrows to shed blood, beasts wailing, and it is hard to go!

　　 "Is it a sacrificial word?"

　　 The so-called sacrificial words are the words chanted by the priests every time when offering sacrifices. Generally, they are the warning words left by ancestors and sages for future generations.

"Yes, I remember when I was young, I heard from my grandfather that when they were young, our Kushui Village followed the sacrificial words. We cultivated in the spring, hunted in the summer, went up the mountain to collect wild fruits in the autumn, and stayed at home in the winter, although not Very wealthy, but not to worry about food and clothing.

　　 But now! Look at our Kushui Village, where the cultivated land is deserted and throughout the year, apart from being unable to go out in winter, how have we ever stopped hunting?

　　 asked me to say that this is the warning given to us by the ancestors. If we don't reflect on ourselves, then there will be a catastrophe. "

　　 The old man surnamed Liu got more and more excited as he talked about it, even because of the lack of teeth, his mouth was not tight and his saliva was flying all over the sky.

"Okay, Mr. Liu, you don’t know the situation in our Kushui Village. Only a year’s work in the poor cultivated land can yield a lot of gains. The location is remote and there is no other way to work. In order to feed everyone, we Besides expanding the hunting range, what else can be done."

　　 The elder whose hair has turned white, persuades helplessly.

　　 "Yes! Besides, how many years have passed since this expansion of hunting time, why didn't things happen before, and this situation has not happened until now? So Lao Liu, you are too worried."

　　 Another old man was also born to persuade him.

　　 "That's right! We are just to fill our stomachs. How could the ancestors abandon us for such a thing, right! Do you think the master?"

　　 Things went round and round and returned to the old Taoist priest again.

　　 "Before I saw your ancestor god, the old Taoist priests and I couldn't make a conclusion on this matter, so I will look around tomorrow to see if I can find your ancestor god."

　　 The old Taoist priest shook his head and said.

　　 "Dao Master, thank you so much, I hope you will definitely find the ancestor god?"

　　 "Don't worry! Old Taoist I will do my best."

　　 "That long, all the hope of our Kushui Village depends on you."

"Okay, don't talk about it. The Taoist master is sure that there will be nothing wrong with the Taoist master. Come to the Taoist chief and eat it while it is hot. Don't wait for these dishes to cool. These dishes will not be as they are now. It's delicious."

　　 "Yes, everyone, hurry up and eat! These are all good things. It's not as good as before, but it's been a long time."

　　"The Daoist may have never seen us, the mountains and wilds are delicious, I came to tell the Daoist.

You see, this dish is white and flawless. It is similar to tofu, but it is not tofu, but fresh monkey brain. It is freshly collected and cooked with hot oil when it is still active, without any seasoning. You only need to sprinkle a little salt on it, the taste is soft and glutinous, and it is really memorable.

　　Teacher, don’t look at it. It’s not simple at all. The most important thing is the control of the oil temperature. When the temperature is high, the monkey brain will become brown and lose the delicious taste.

　　 If the oil temperature is low and cannot be cooked through, it will have a special fishy smell and spoil its taste.

　　 Therefore, the oil temperature must not be high or low, just right, and the time for frying must not be much or less. Only in this way can we make such a dish, fairy tofu.

　　 There is also this way, using the unformed cubs that are still in the fetus. This kind of meat is the most delicious and tender... "

　　………………

　　 "Master, do you really think that the affairs of Kushui Village are because of that ancestor god?"

　　 Wang Musheng asked curiously.

　　 "Who knows this! When you find out and ask, you will know, even if it is not that guy's problem, that guy definitely knows what all this is for?"

　　 The old Taoist shrugged and said.

　　 "By the way, why do you ask this, did you find something?"

　　 the old Taoist asked strangely.

　　 "How is it possible, you haven't noticed the old ways, how can I find anything? I just found out that the people in this bitter water village really can eat it! I have never seen those who eat it in my life."

　　 "Also, don't talk about you. Some of the things in there are the old Taoists who travel all the year round. I don't see many of them, but then again, they are delicious."

"It's really delicious. By the way, if you go to find the ancestor **** tomorrow, I won't go with you. Then I will definitely be strolling through the mountains again. I have already agreed with Zhang Xiaohu, and I will study the bitter spring tomorrow. ."

　　 "Who is Zhang Xiaohu?"

　　 "Please, Zhang Dasheng's son?"

　　 "It's the little bald head that looks a little silly."

"Correct?"

　　 "Whatever you want! But I took a look at the bitter spring, and it is indeed very toxic. Please pay attention to it yourself~lightnovelpub.net~ I know."

　　 "……."

　　 is another night of refining illness.

　　 In the early morning of the next day, the early old Taoist priest held a compass in one hand, and kept figuring out what brought Zhang Dasheng together and didn't know where to go.

On Wang Musheng’s side, after having breakfast, he went to Kuquan with Zhang Dasheng’s son, Zhang Xiaohu. Zhang Xiaohu has a small bald head of eight or nine years old. He is very strong, but his expression is a little sluggish. People feel silly.

This bitter spring is not in the village, but at the back of the village, over the hillside where the village is located. On the back of the village, there is a hillside that also appears to be very barren. It is located on the side of this barren hillside. A spring eye is only four or five meters in size, and there are many yellow-brown crystals around the spring eye.

　　 Although this spring is not big, its water output is not small, and according to what Zhang Dasheng said yesterday, this spring has never stopped flowing.

　　The spring water looks clear, but it is said that the mouth is bitter. After drinking, the whole body swells and turns purple, and then he died in pain.

When he heard Zhang Dasheng’s introduction at the time, Wang Musheng had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something, but he could not grasp the key point. However, when he was eating last night, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of Zhang Dasheng’s introduction. In that case, isn't this the death of heavy metal poisoning?

　　 And the bitter spring situation, isn’t it just bittern?

　　 And what is bittern? It is formed after underground salt mines are dissolved by underground water and brought out to the ground. As long as they are purified and cooked, they can directly extract table salt!

　　 So Wang Musheng took Zhang Xiaohu and came here early in the morning to confirm.