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After a day of drying, Du Heng's broad beans had already popped out of their pods. After drying, the broad beans were the size of a thumb, bluish-white in color and looked very clean. Xuan Yu put all the beans he had collected into his backpack, and threw the pods into the spiritual field and turned into soil again.
Du Heng thought he would be lucky if he could harvest 60 kilograms of beans, but when he weighed them, he found that he actually harvested more than 70 kilograms. What a high yield!
With these beans, Du Heng can make fermented bean curd. Before making fermented bean curd, the broad beans need to be stir-fried, and the broad beans hit the iron pan with a crackling sound.
Xiaoxiao squatted on the stove and looked at Du Heng again. Du Heng touched Xiaoxiao's head and said, "This is used to make fermented bean paste. If you want to eat it, I'll let you chew two after it's fried."
The fried broad bean pods are very hard, and you need very good teeth to be able to bite them. Du Heng ate a lot of fried broad beans when he was a child. In winter, his father would fry a bowl of broad beans. The skin of the fried broad beans was yellow, and some places had some burnt spots. At this time, you only need to knock off the thin skin of the broad beans to see the yellow-white broad bean kernels inside.
A bite of broad beans is hard and crispy, and a small handful of broad beans can be crunched for a long time. Freshly fried broad beans are very fragrant. Eat a few while they are hot, and your mouth will be filled with the fragrance of beans.
Du Heng stuffed a handful of fried broad beans into Xiaoxiao's storage bag: "If you like, I'll fry them for you next time."
It’s not that Du Heng was stingy, he only took five pounds of broad beans to make the fermented bean paste. In case Xiaoxiao ate too much, he would have to rack his brains to recalculate the amount of chili and other ingredients when making the bean paste.
The freshly fried soybeans were thrown into cold water. When the cold and heat collided, the outer skin of the broad beans was easily peeled off. Du Heng quickly peeled half a basket of broad beans. After washing the slightly yellow broad beans for a while, Du Heng placed the broad beans in a steamer covered with gauze.
The water in the pot boiled, and Du Heng put the bean curd into the pot and started to steam it. It only took half a cup of tea. The bean curd did not need to be steamed too hard, otherwise it would break if touched.
The water in the pot was bubbling. Du Heng unconsciously glanced at the doghouse behind the stove with his hands in his pockets. He was stunned for a moment after taking a look: "Hey? Where's the cat?"
The kitten that was fed milk yesterday disappeared today! Du Heng looked around the doghouse but couldn't find it. He looked at Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, have you seen the kitten?"
Xiaoxiao shook his head. He had no interest in kittens, and he was not a cat-type demon cultivator.
Du Heng scratched his head: "Could it be that he escaped with the door open?"
After the bean curd was steamed and cooled, Du Heng took it out and mixed it with a layer of flour. The bean curd mixed with flour looked pretty good, like the five-spice peanuts Du Heng made for Xiao Xiao. Xiao Xiao took one in his mouth and chewed it. It didn't taste good, so he didn't like it very much.
Du Heng was happy: "This is not a snack, it is used as a seasoning. Now it has no taste."
Du Heng found a bamboo stalk and spread the flour-wrapped bean curd evenly on the bamboo stalk. The bamboo stalk was not big, and the beans were piled together to a thickness of about an inch. This thickness was just right for the bean curd to mold. Du Heng covered the bamboo stalk with a layer of gauze, and he walked into the yard holding the bamboo stalk.
Du Heng had built a nest next to the millstone in the southeast corner of the yard. The nest was covered with mugwort, a plant that can drive away insects. Most snakes, insects, rats and ants would avoid it when they saw it.
A layer of sun-dried pumpkin leaves was placed on the mugwort, and Du Heng placed bamboo shoots on top of the pumpkin leaves, then covered the gauze with another layer of pumpkin leaves, and finally covered it with a layer of mugwort. The temperature in the yard was not low, and Du Heng believed that at this temperature, the beans would mold in a few days.
After finishing all this, Du Heng stood up and stretched. He felt something strange in his Dantian these days. Sometimes when he was walking, the spiritual energy in his Dantian began to surge wildly. He had to stop what he was doing and start practicing the exercises. What was even more annoying was that sometimes when he was intimate with Xuan Yu, there were also strange movements in his Dantian.
Although Xuan Yu told him to let nature take its course, Du Heng, who had never formed a pill before, was still quite worried. He heard that when forming a pill, there would be a heavenly tribulation. Could his small body withstand a thunderbolt? That was thunder. Wouldn't he be burnt on the outside and tender on the inside?
Du Heng sighed as he stood at the gate of the courtyard with such melancholy. He turned his head and saw Lao Dao carrying Jing Nan on his back. Jing Nan fell asleep again. It only took Lao Dao a few days to calmly carry Jing Nan back to his room after being panicked at the beginning.
Du Heng tucked the quilt in for Jing Nan: "If he goes to bed at this time, he might not be able to make it in time for dinner."
Lao Dao smiled bitterly: "Please trouble Mr. Du to save some food for Lord Jing." Du Heng nodded: "Don't worry, the refrigerator is full of his favorite food."
At this time, Du Heng felt something passing quickly above his head. He walked into the yard and found a layer of light blue barrier in the sky above his head. Xuan Yu was standing above the barrier with an umbrella. When he saw Du Heng leaving, Xuan Yu flew down from the sky.
Du Heng asked with concern: "Is the barrier ready?"
Xuan Yu nodded: "Well, I set up a barrier with the Stone River near the village as the boundary. Before Jing Nan grows a broken tail, the monsters outside cannot get in unless they break through violently or I allow it."
Du Heng felt relieved: "That's good." Xuan Yu's formation and barrier techniques are very powerful. With him, Jing Nan will definitely be able to grow the broken tail smoothly.
The temperature gradually rose, and within a few days, a layer of uneven blue-black mold grew on Du Heng's bean pods. In the past few days, Du Heng would check on the beans two or three times a day. If he felt that the temperature of the beans was too high, he would reduce some of the covering. When he saw that the beans were clumping together, he would carefully separate the beans.
After six or seven days, the bean sprouts in the bamboo shoots changed. When they were first placed there, they looked like beautiful girls. But after just one week, they became gray and covered with dark blue mold. When you touched them with your hands, you would find mold all over your hands, and the air was filled with flying mold.
At this time, the fermented bean curd has been dried. Du Heng takes out the bamboo shoots and puts them in the sun to dry. After two or three days, the fermented bean curd can be packed and prepared to make bean paste.
Just as Du Heng was placing the bamboo shoots on the terrace railing to dry, he saw a chubby cat's head popping out from under the bamboo bench in the yard.
Du Heng smiled softly, he went back to the kitchen to wash his hands, then took out a small bowl of milk and placed it on the floor under the eaves. He had a bamboo stick in his hand, and at one end of the bamboo stick were tied two strands of milk feathers that the gooses had replaced with Jing Nan's hair.
Du Heng gently waved a bamboo stick to lure the kitten out from under the bamboo stool. He thought the kitten had run away that day, but later he found out that the little guy had actually hidden himself. Du Heng thought he was very familiar with his home, but he didn't expect that the little guy could find a blind spot to avoid his spiritual sense detection.
After two or three days, Du Heng found that wherever he walked, there would be a pair of inquiring eyes looking at him. He and Xuan Yu remained calm, they filled their bowls with milk and did what they had to do.
Facts have proven that cats are just mean things. When you want to play with them, they ignore you. When you ignore them, they rub their hands secretly. Du Heng teased the kitten in the corridor for a long time, but the kitten was unmoved. Du Heng threw the bamboo stick on the ground in frustration and turned back to his room.
When he looked out the window, the kitten had already come out. It was lying on the ground with its front paws holding goose feathers and stuffing them into its mouth, while its hind legs were kicking the goose feathers. The kitten seemed to have some deep hatred for the goose feathers, and soon the poor goose feathers were bitten to pieces.
The kitten dropped the goose feather contentedly, drank two sips of milk, and went back to the corner. Du Heng thought this was a good sign. Cats are willful by nature. At least now it can accept the cat teaser, and maybe it will take the initiative to come out and ask people to touch it after a while.
The goslings grew up and made so much noise in the yard that it was a headache. Xuan Yu built a small bamboo house for them in the spiritual field at the door. The goslings soon knew that it was their nest and would automatically go to sleep in the nest every night. Therefore, the yard has been much quieter these days.
The village is safe after the barrier is raised. Nianniansuisui and Xiaoxiao will protect the goose. Dahundun and Xiaowonton are both obedient dogs and will not attack the goose. The only thing to worry about is the kitten, but the fist-sized cat is not as strong as the goose. The geese are safe for now!
Du Heng felt that the climate in the village was a bit like that in his hometown. Not long after the bean curd was dried, the rainy season arrived. The raindrops kept falling, and it was hot and stuffy outside. Fortunately, there were formations and barriers at home, otherwise the things in the house would have grown hair.
The plum rain lasted for more than half a month, making people restless. However, when the plum rain was over, the hot summer officially arrived.
When the temperature got high, Jing Nan and Xiao Xiao became half dead. Jing Nan couldn't even eat these days, not even the old duck soup that Du Heng had carefully cooked for him. Xiao Xiao lay in the living room these two days and didn't want to move.
The sun was blazing outside, and the earth was hot and stuffy. Everyone at home had no appetite, and Du Heng was inexplicably anxious.
The dog days of summer come as the plum blossom season ends. Although the dog days of summer are not very friendly to crops and most animals, there are some things that can only be made during the dog days of summer, such as drying bean paste.
Early in the morning, Du Heng took out the moldy bean curd that had been preserved before the plum blossom season. After sifting out most of the mold spots and broken bean curds, the remaining bean curds were covered with a layer of blue-black mold, looking like bronze ware with green mold.
Du Heng put the beans in water and washed them briefly. He only washed them once, otherwise the mold he had cultivated with great effort would be washed away and it would be meaningless. The water after washing the beans was dark, and the beans had regained some of their original color.
Xuan Yu walked to the terrace and brought Du Heng a clean bamboo basket. Xuan Yu kissed Du Heng on the cheek and asked him slowly, "Do you feel better?" Du Heng smiled and nodded, "Yes, much better."
It's embarrassing to say that last night Du Heng pulled Xuan Yu to ask for sex, but before Xuan Yu was satisfied, Du Heng's eyes rolled back and he fainted. Xuan Yu was so scared that he asked him eighteen times in the morning.
Xuan Yu rubbed Du Heng's waist, and raised his hand to make a small formation above Du Heng's head. This formation was very cute, and when Du Heng looked up, he could see a small white cloud above his head. This white cloud blocked the scorching sun.
In fact, Xuan Yu can keep the world in the barrier at the same temperature all the time, but Jing Nan said that if some spiritual plants cannot absorb enough light and heat, their medicinal properties will be greatly reduced. For the sake of Jing Nan's spiritual plants, everyone can only endure the temporary heat.
Xuan Yu said gently: "Let me make porridge for lunch? Don't work too hard."
Du Heng spread the bean curd on the bamboo shoots to dry. "It's not good to always drink porridge. Even if you and I can stand it, Lao Dao and the others can't stand it. Let me think about it. There must be something that can whet everyone's appetite."
When Du Heng had spread out the bean paste, he finally thought of two things that were suitable for summer. Du Heng smiled and said, "Shall we have cold noodles and cold rice noodles?"
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When Du Heng walked to the kitchen downstairs, Xiaoxiao lay on the ground like a pancake. When he felt the ground beneath him was warmed up by him, he rolled to the side to continue warming it up.
Du Heng didn't quite understand: "Isn't there a formation at home? It should be cool. And Xiaoxiao is a fire-type demon cultivator, why is she so hot?"
Xuan Yu explained: "Because Xiaoxiao's spiritual roots are damaged, although his spiritual roots are damaged, his demon core is still there. The demon fire in his body will spread to his whole body without the restraint of his spiritual roots. That feeling is very tormenting, and the effect of the formation in the room cannot resist the heat at all.
"Moreover, the higher the outside temperature, the more active the demon core in Xiaoxiao's body will be as a fire phoenix, and the stronger the demon fire it emits will be. Feng Gui once found him a cold pond, which could temporarily suppress the demon fire in his body, but Xiaoxiao would get sick when exposed to the cold and heat. Once he almost died from the illness, and Feng Gui never dared to do it again after that."
After hearing this, Du Heng couldn't help but curse: "Jinghong is really seriously ill. Xiaoxiao has become like this because of a man."
This was the first time Du Heng expressed his opinion. Before, he thought that everyone had their own difficulties. He only saw the pain of Jinghong's loss of spiritual roots and the restoration of spiritual roots. At that time, he thought that this girl was really stupid. At that time, Xiaoxiao could run and jump and was very lively. Du Heng felt that even if she lost her spiritual roots, Xiaoxiao could still be a happy little monster without any illness or disaster.
Now he just wanted to slap himself. Xiaoxiao, who had no spiritual roots, had to endure such torment every year. How painful it must be for Xiaoxiao.
Seeing Xiaoxiao's listless look, Du Heng squatted down and touched Xiaoxiao's head: "Be good, I'll make you some cold noodles. It's cool and sour, you'll definitely like it." Xiaoxiao hasn't liked to eat recently and looks thinner.
Xiaoxiao chirped listlessly. The sound was so soft and limp, not even close to her usual liveliness.
Du Heng took two kilograms of flour from the refrigerator. He first added a spoonful of salt to the flour, then kneaded the dough into a ball with cold water. The dough needed to be left to rest for an incense stick, and Du Heng covered the dough with a piece of gauze.
Just now when he was kneading the dough, he thought of a good thing to relieve the heat. How could he forget the popsicles he had eaten since he was a child?
Du Heng took half a pound of pure milk, half a pound of light cream, three ounces of condensed milk and a little bit of starch. He put all these ingredients in a casserole and boiled them carefully. When the ingredients in the pot became thick, he dipped a little bit of the ingredients with chopsticks and licked it.
It has a strong milky flavor and just the right amount of sweetness, and you can just pour it into a mold and freeze it.
The molds were chicken-shaped molds for making egg cakes. After carefully cleaning the molds, Du Heng inserted a flat bamboo stick diagonally next to each mold. He poured the milk in the pot into the molds, but he didn't have enough milk. He only poured ten chicken molds and the milk was gone.
This is not a problem for Du Heng, as he can also make popsicles!
Old popsicles are easier to make. Add an appropriate amount of rice flour to clean water, then add milk and sugar, cook it on the fire until it is slightly sticky, then cool it down and put it into the mold. If you have peppermint oil at home, you can also drop two drops of peppermint oil into it. This way, the old popsicle tastes cool. Du Heng liked this kind of old popsicle when he was a child.
Xuan Yu looked at the milky white paste that Du Heng had cooked and asked curiously, "What is this?"
Du Heng scooped up a spoonful and passed it to Xuan Yu's lips. Xuan Yu took a sip: "Hmm... rice porridge? Sweet rice porridge?"
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "It's rice paste now, and it will become ice after freezing. People in my hometown like to eat ice cubes like this in the summer to cool down. No one has an appetite recently, I think everyone is just hot. Do you think the sweetness is okay?"
Xuan Yu nodded: "It's quite good, sweet and not greasy." It tastes good even if you drink it directly.
It's time for Xuan Yu to appear again. Originally, the dairy products in the mold needed to be cooled before being put into the refrigerator, but with a wave of Xuan Yu's hand, a layer of white frost appeared on the mold.
Du Heng thinks that Xuan Yu can completely replace the refrigerator, but Xuan Yu is also very tired in the hot summer, why waste Xuan Yu's spiritual energy when you can use a refrigerator?
Soon, Du Heng put the molded popsicles into the refrigerator. He looked at the time and found that the baby was almost awake after making the two kinds of popsicles, so he could wash his face.
Press the dough into a dough cake and spread it flat on the basin. Du Heng then added enough water to cover the dough cake. Washing the dough is like rubbing it like a piece of clothing to wash out the white flour paste inside. This is a delicate and laborious job.
When washing for the first time, the dough broke apart in the water, and Du Heng struggled for a while to put it together again.
The dough was thin and the water used to wash it was as white as milk. Du Heng took a wooden basin to filter out the water, and then he asked Xuan Yu to add water to the basin. The dough in his hand was rubbed and kneaded like clothes, folded and torn apart.
If anyone comes to wash their face when they are in a bad mood, their mood will probably become even worse.
With the help of spiritual energy, Du Heng only scrubbed six times, and the water in the basin became clear and transparent. At this time, what remained in his palm was a ball of milky yellow sticky gluten, and the result of Du Heng's facial washing was placed in another wooden basin.
It was a basin of milky white flour paste, and Du Heng was going to put the paste on the eaves of the corridor so that Xuan Yu could activate the acceleration formation. He only wanted the white paste at the bottom after the paste was separated, and did not want the water on top.
There was a stool under the eaves, and a wooden basin on the stool. Xuan Yu drew a formation on the wooden basin, and when the formation was activated, Du Heng saw a clear change in the water in the basin. He saw the water on the upper layer change from turbid to transparent, and soon a layer of milky white slurry appeared on the bottom.
If the slurry is collected and dried, it will be starch. Du Heng used this method to separate starch from potatoes and taro before. However, Du Heng did not need cornstarch today. He walked to the yard with a wooden basin. He slightly poured the basin, and the water in the upper layer of the basin flowed out.
The slurry on the lower layer tilted slightly, and there was a slightly turbid layer between the upper and lower layers. This layer did not need to be completely poured out, Du Heng needed to leave a little as the bottom water, and he also added some boiling water to stir it evenly.
Du Heng was pouring water when he suddenly felt that the corner of his robe seemed to be caught on something. He turned his head and saw a silver-grey claw stretched out from behind the stove, scratching his robe in a mean way.
Du Heng chuckled and said, "I don't have time to play with you now, so you can play by yourself for a while."
The kitten has grown into a half-grown cat, but it is still not very friendly. But sometimes when it is in a good mood, it will let Du Heng touch it, but when it is in a bad mood, Du Heng can't find its shadow.
Du Heng felt that this guy didn't look like a cat anymore after he grew up, but more like the caracal he saw in the zoo.
It has a round head and two big eyes that are particularly round. It often makes a clacking sound when it walks. Looking at its appearance, it sometimes seems silly, but it is very fast. Du Heng saw it bite off a vole's neck in one bite. And it has not harassed the goslings so far, so Du Heng thinks it must be quite smart.
Du Heng moved the wooden basin to the stove, and the pot was already half full of water. When the water boiled, Du Heng could steam the cold noodles. Before that, Du Heng had to stir the batter in the wooden basin.
He scooped half a spoonful of boiling water with one hand and held a wooden spoon in the other hand, stirring the batter in the wooden basin quickly. After settling, the batter was a bit thick. After the boiling water was added to the batter, some of the batter was scalded into transparent starch blocks. Fortunately, Du Heng's hands were fast, and as he stirred quickly, the transparent blocks quickly melted.
When the batter becomes as thick as evaporated milk, it can be put into the pot to steam the cold skin.
Du Heng added a pot of cold water to the pot next door, and he took out two round thin iron plates, each two feet in diameter, the kind that could float on the water.
After cleaning the iron plate, Du Heng smeared a layer of soybean oil under the plate and scooped two small spoonfuls of batter into the plate. The batter spread evenly after entering the plate.
At this time, the water in the pot boiled. Du Heng opened the lid and placed an iron plate on the boiling water. He also used his spiritual energy to make the plate rotate so that the batter accumulated in the middle could spread to the outside.
Du Heng covered the pot, and his spiritual sense penetrated the pot lid to look at the cold noodles in the pot. This method can more intuitively see the state of the noodles when they are steamed.
After half a cup of tea, the cold skin had solidified, and large bubbles appeared between the plate and the cold skin.
It’s done!
Du Heng opened the lid of the pot, took out the iron plate and placed it in the cold water pot next to it. He quickly put the second iron plate into the boiling water pot.
Looking at the iron plate in the cold water pot at this time, the bubbles on the cold skin have disappeared, and a layer of slightly transparent skin has appeared on the bottom of the iron plate.
Du Heng carefully peeled off the skin and placed it on the prepared dough-kneading board next to him. The skin was very tough and would not break even if it was pulled slightly. When it cooled, it turned into a milky white color, with a warm and slightly transparent feeling.
The cold noodles need to be brushed with a layer of oil to prevent them from sticking, and this task falls to Xiaoyu again. Xiaoyu never gets tired of it, and he likes the feeling of cooking with Du Heng. Every time their eyes meet or their bodies touch, Xiaoyu's smile deepens.
The steaming process was much faster with two iron plates alternately used. Halfway through the steaming process, Du Heng remembered his gluten. He pulled the gluten into small balls and threw them into the boiling water. As long as it took an incense stick of time to cook, the gluten would become tough.
Du Heng has always felt that the gluten in cold noodles tastes great. The boiled or steamed gluten is full of holes, and after absorbing the soup, it is chewy and delicious.
By the time Du Heng had boiled the batter in the wooden basin into cold noodles, the gluten was also cooked.
The milky white cold noodles are piled three inches high on the chopping board. All that’s left is for the noodles to cool down and be cut into strips before serving.
Du Heng thought of the cucumbers in the vegetable garden. It would be delicious to add some cucumber shreds and blanched bean sprouts to the cold noodles. As soon as Du Heng put down the things in his hands, Xuan Yu asked, "What do you want to pick?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "Cucumber, cut into shreds and mixed into the cold noodles, is very refreshing."
Xuan Yu put down the chopsticks in his hand: "I'll go, it's hot outside."
As he spoke, Xuan Yu strode towards the courtyard gate. Du Heng looked at his back with a smile on his face.
Xuan Yu picked four or five cucumbers in a short while. Due to the high temperature, the cucumbers were a little wilted. Du Heng soaked the cucumbers in clean water, and it would not take long for the cucumbers to become tender.
The bean sprouts were also blanched. Du Heng used mung bean sprouts this time. He immediately grew bean sprouts from the mung beans he bought from Zhou's shop and put them in the refrigerator for easy use.
The next step is to season the noodles. To make cold noodles, you need to cook the seasoning sauce. After Du Heng prepared the ingredients for the popsicles, he stewed the seasoning water in the casserole. At this moment, the smell of the seasoning water wafted out, and it smelled particularly fragrant.
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Take a large plate, place the blanched bean sprouts on the bottom of the bowl, then take a piece of flexible cold skin and cut it into long strips of equal width and place it in the bowl. Sprinkle the cooked gluten on it, pour a spoonful of seasoning water, mix with mashed garlic, soy sauce and balsamic vinegar, add a few drops of sesame oil, and sprinkle with cucumber shreds and peanuts. A refreshing cold skin is ready.
Du Heng cut five bowls of cold noodles in a row. When eating, just mix the cold noodles with seasonings and a delicious dish that can relieve heat and cool down is ready.
Du Heng and Xuan Yu were ready to call their friends to come for dinner. Xuan Yu went to the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Lao Dao took the two dogs to Nanshan Mountain today. He didn't walk far, so he could come down to eat as long as he was called at the foot of the mountain.
The popsicles in the refrigerator were already frozen hard, and they could be removed from the mold by holding a bamboo stick inserted diagonally. Du Heng took out an old popsicle, the milky white cute chicken-shaped popsicle was diagonally placed on the bamboo stick, emitting a cool breeze.
Du Heng walked into the living room with a popsicle in his hand. Xiao Xiao was still lying on the ground like a pancake. Du Heng walked over and squatted. He touched Xiao Xiao's back and found that the child's body temperature was abnormally high.
Du Heng waved the cute little chicken in front of Xiao Xiao's eyes and said, "Would you like some popsicles?"
Xiaoxiao opened her mouth weakly: "Chiu..."
Du Heng stuffed the cool popsicle into Xiaoxiao's mouth. At first, Xiaoxiao didn't react. But when the cold popsicle melted in his mouth, Xiaoxiao got up from the ground with a whoosh. He sat on the ground and nibbled on the popsicle with relish, making a crunching sound.
Du Heng didn't know how Xiao Xiao felt now, but Xiao Xiao felt as if his mouth was filled with cold pond water, and a cool breeze entered his mouth and went straight into his body. He felt the burning heat around him suddenly dissipate, and this feeling was very similar to the cold pond water that his uncle let him soak in, but it was more comfortable than the cold pond.
When he climbed out of the cold pond, the demon fire would wrap around him even hotter. But after eating the popsicle, he felt that his demon core was wrapped in a cool breeze. Xiaoxiao chewed the popsicle with care. He liked the taste and the feeling even more.
How can the cold pond water taste as sweet as the popsicles? It's strange to say, Xiaoxiao used to use ice in the summer, and he would eat ice when it was too hot. However, the ice he ate would be like oil poured on charcoal fire, stimulating the flames in his body to jump everywhere. But after eating the popsicles made by Du Heng, Xiaoxiao's demon pill miraculously calmed down!
Xiaoxiao felt like he was alive again. He spat out the popsicle stick with care, held the stick with his claws, and then tilted his head to look at it.
There is no more, I have eaten it all. Xiaoxiao put the bamboo stick into her mouth and sucked it again.
Du Heng felt sad. He touched Xiaoxiao's head and said, "I made cold noodles today. They are cool when you eat them. Eat some first to fill your stomach. I made some popsicles and put them in the refrigerator. Can you have one after you have dinner?"
Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly: "Chirp."
Du Heng gently pushed open the door of the guest room, wondering if Jing Nan had come out of his sleep in a demonic form again.
After the door opened, Jing Nan lay on the bed with a pale face. When he heard Du Heng's voice, he opened his eyes: "I... don't want to eat."
Du Heng walked over and put two pillows under Jing Nan's body: "Eat something. You haven't even had water these past two days. What's going to happen if this continues?"
Jing Nan weakly held Du Heng's hand and said, "It's okay. It will be fine once the tail grows out."
Du Heng felt that Jing Nan's temperature was alarmingly high. He touched Jing Nan's forehead and said, "You have a fever!"
Jing Nan chuckled and said, "It's just that the spiritual energy is confused. It's okay. It's not time for the tail to grow yet. It can still hold on for a while."
Jing Nan rested his forehead against Du Heng's palm, and suddenly he hugged Du Heng's waist with his backhand.
Du Heng asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is it painful? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Jing Nan put his face on Du Heng's waist. He shook his head: "Let me hold you for a while, just a while..."
Du Heng looked at Jing Nan's head full of silver hair. After struggling for a while, he finally let go of his hand. His hand fell on Jing Nan's back, and Jing Nan's body shook.
Du Heng gently touched Jing Nan's back, and the smooth silver hair felt soft to the touch. Du Heng said gently: "Tell me what you want to eat, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable. I may not be able to help you, but as long as you need me, I will be by your side."
Jing Nan nodded, and he said sullenly: "Well... Actually, this time of molting is easier than any other time, because I have you by my side. Don't worry, I will be better soon, and then I will show you my new tail."
Du Heng smiled and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."
It was rare to see Jing Nan so vulnerable, Xiao Xiao was holding the bowl beside him and enjoying it. Du Heng and Jing Nan heard a slurping sound, and at the same time there was a smell of vinegar.
The two turned around and saw Xiaoxiao sitting on the quilt. He was holding a bowl that was bigger than his head with his two little wings, and a piece of milky white cold skin was in his mouth.
Seeing that both of them were staring at him, Xiaoxiao sucked the cold skin at the corner of his mouth into his mouth. He began to chew the cold skin with a slurping sound, and the aroma of peanuts could not be suppressed.
Xiaoxiao tilted her head in confusion: "Chiu Chiu?" Why are you looking at him? Just continue to hold him, don't worry about him.
The milky white cold noodles are mixed with cucumber shreds and mung bean sprouts. The gluten soaked in the soup is springy and chewy, and the peanuts dotted inside are so fragrant that you can't stop eating. The most wonderful thing is the cold noodles, which are cool and smooth. With the sauce, one bite slides from the mouth to the stomach, making the mouth and stomach comfortable.
After eating a bowl of cold noodles on a hot day, Xiaoxiao's hair feels smooth.
Seeing Xiaoxiao eating so happily, Jingnan also felt hungry: "What delicious food did you make? It sounds really good."
The sour taste aroused Jing Nan’s appetite. The cold noodles looked excellent and were light and refreshing, unlike the meat dishes that made people feel greasy.
Du Heng let Jing Nan lean on the pillow, and he smiled and said, "I'll bring you a bowl, and you can try it to see if it suits your appetite."
When Du Heng came back with the fresh cold noodles, he saw Xiaoxiao sitting in front of Jing Nan with a bowl in her hand and chattering to Jing Nan. Jing Nan's expression was really amusing.
Du Heng was amused: "What's going on? What is Xiaoxiao doing?"
Jing Nan said: "He is waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. I used to lure him with food, but this time it's his turn to lure me."
Du Heng walked over and patted Xiao Xiao's head gently: "Don't make trouble, go eat over there. There's a bowl on the stove, and I put a braised egg in it for you, go and eat it."
When she heard that there were braised eggs, Xiaoxiao jumped off the bed with the bowl in her hand and ran away without looking back.
The cold noodles were warm in color and tasted sour. Most importantly, they were cold. Jing Nan's spiritual energy had been in disarray recently, and he had no appetite at all. The cool and slightly sour taste of the cold noodles whetted his appetite.
When Xuan Yu and Lao Dao came back, Jing Nan had already finished a bowl. Jing Nan looked at the soup at the bottom of the bowl and said to Du Heng, "Can I have another bowl?"
Cold noodles and cold noodles have recently become the main dishes on the table. The sweet and sour cold noodles made by Du Heng are very popular. A man as rough as Lao Dao can actually eat three bowls and even drink up the soup. The sun is scorching outside, but with popsicles, cold drinks and cool and delicious meals at home, it seems that this summer is not so difficult to endure.
On a summer evening, large clouds floated from the southeast.
Du Heng was standing on the terrace watching the fermented bean paste he was making. His fermented bean paste had been exposed to the sun for more than half a month in a jar mixed with white wine, spices and seasonings. Du Heng had just mixed in chili peppers and vegetable oil to dry them together two days ago. After a few days of exposure to the sun, red oil had appeared on the bean paste. It smelled spicy and had a sauce flavor. Du Heng thought that it could be moved to the kitchen after a few more days of drying.
Xuan Yu came over from the ridge of the field carrying a basket on his back: "I picked lotus pods."
Du Heng looked at the backpack behind Xuan Yu, and saw that it was filled with half a basket of green lotus pods, and next to the lotus pods were two bunches of lotus roots wrapped in lotus leaves.
Du Heng narrowed his eyes: "Okay! Let's make lotus seed soup tonight." Originally, Du Heng wanted to go to Nanshan with Xuan Yu, but there was a sick person at home who needed to be with him recently. He could only let Xuan Yu go with regret. Fortunately, Xuan Yu always knew what he wanted.
Xuan Yu reminded: "The weather is about to change, and there will be heavy rain soon."
Du Heng looked at the jars and cans on the terrace. He thought for a moment and went downstairs with the bean paste in his arms: "I know."
In the kitchen downstairs, Xiaoxiao was holding another popsicle in his mouth. Not only did he eat it himself, he also asked Jingnan to eat it with him.
When Du Heng went downstairs, he saw the two men sneaking around in front of the refrigerator. Du Heng cleared his throat and said, "You can only eat three at most a day. Eating too much is not good for your health."
Jing Nan and Xiao Xiao held their popsicles in their hands and retreated into the room: "I know, I know." Only three popsicles allowed in such a hot day? How inhumane!
Soon, the thunderclouds came in thick and dark, and the wind started to blow outside. Although the wind now felt like a hair dryer, it was a timely rain for the village, which had not seen any rain since the end of the plum blossom season.
Du Heng and Xuan Yu were peeling lotus pods in the corridor. A kitten was squatting next to Du Heng's stool, wagging its tail.
Du Heng asked Xuan Yu carefully: "Have all the goslings returned to their nests?" Xuan Yu reached out and put a handful of peeled lotus seeds in the colander: "Well, don't worry, they went back when they saw the weather was not right."
Raindrops as big as beans poured down, and Lao Dao rushed back from the rain with the two dogs: "Oh, it's raining so heavily, luckily we ran fast!" The two big dogs stood in the corridor and shook water, and Du Heng and Xuan Yu were covered in water by the father and son.
The heavy rain washed the ground wantonly, and the floating dust on the ground was blown down heavily. After a while, white mist rose from the rain, and the courtyard gate could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.
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