get stronger by breathing

Arriving at Da Liulin Village, Xiao Ye Zi cheerfully waved to Ye Luo, and said with a smile, "I'm going home first, and I'll come to play with you when I have time."

"Okay," Ye Luo nodded.

Da Liu Lin Zhuang is a small village, because of its remote location, there are only dozens of families.Coupled with the policy reform and opening up, the young people in the whole village have almost gone, and now there are only a small village with less than [-] people living in it.

Ye Qingcang carried the old scalper all the way to the ridge of his own field, and thanked the old scalper: "I have worked hard for my family all my life, so I will kill you and eat meat right now?"

At such an old age, the scalper has already become spiritual.Today I carried [-] catties of things and was tired. Knowing that today is the deadline for death, I couldn't help but have tears in my eyes.

"Father, the ox has been working in our field for eight years. There is no merit but hard work. Wouldn't it be better to let it die of old age and be buried?" Ye Luo couldn't bear it.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Qingcang glared at Ye Luo, and said: "In this world, the strong and the weak survive, and the fittest survive. The reason why the old scalper works for our family is because we are stronger and it is weak. There has never been kindness in this world, let alone the kindness of a woman!"

He went into the house, took out a small bottle and a machete, and said to Ye Luo: "I don't know what you learned in school, but what I'm here to teach you today is 'killing'. Hold Hilt, let me see your belly!"

He held a small porcelain bottle and collected the cow's tears under the cow's tear glands.

Ye Luo's knife flashed, and with one strike, the old scalper's head was cut off by Ye Luo.

"What a fast knife." Ye Qingcang was stunned, looking at the empty bottle in his hand, almost crying: "I haven't finished catching the cow's tears yet..."

"You didn't say it earlier," Ye Luo stuck the machete into the ground and sat on the edge of the porch.

"Don't sit down," Ye Qingcang said to Ye Luo: "Dinner has not been settled yet. You killed the cow and we eat beef. Do you remember the knife method I used to divide the cow, 'the fierce cow and the green dragon cut'? You Butcher the beef first, and I'll boil the water."

After speaking, he walked quickly into the house.

Ye Luo lifted the machete in his hand again, and with both arms, the forty-jin machete was as light as a piece of paper in Ye Luo's hands.He recalled the knife-handling skills his father taught him, and said silently in his heart: "Entering the world without a blade, there will be room for it to maneuver!"

The light of the knife drew several continuous white lines in the air, and the whole big yellow ox was separated from the beef by a strip of cowhide by Ye Luo, and the whole cow was cut into dozens of pieces weighing more than ten kilograms by Ye Luo along the texture of the yellow ox. Big chunks, the blood from the cow's body surged out from its body like a blood mist, splashing Ye Luo all over.

Ye Luo held the handle of the knife, and his hand shook unconsciously under the knife just now.He could feel the scattered qi all over his body condensed a lot in an instant, and gradually merged into Ye Luo's blood, and merged with Ye Luo's blood, truly becoming a part of Ye Luo's power.

"'Breaking Bull and Green Dragon Slash', what exactly is this?" Ye Luo held the knife in his hand, he had discovered his father's strength very early on.It wasn't until now that he realized that the "Fierce Bull and Azure Dragon Slash" practiced in the past was actually so different.

"'Breaking Cow and Green Dragon Slash' is not only a knife technique for killing cows, but also a special luck technique, which can condense the Qi in my body five or six times."

He looked at the forty-pound machete in his hand. The blade was slightly blunt, but it had a powerful aura. Just holding the machete, he felt as if he wanted to become one with the knife.

"Son, do you want to eat rice? Hurry up and help me come in and add firewood," Ye Qingcang shouted from the kitchen.

"Got it," Ye Luo agreed, stuck the machete on the ground, and hurriedly ran in.

Looking at the ingredients in the kitchen, Ye Luo understood, did Ye Qingcang plan to make beef soup today?
He asked Ye Qingcang: "Father? Which uncle is not in good health these days?"

"As for your Uncle Liu Guinong, Liu Guinong," Ye Qingcang said bluntly, "He is in poor health and has cancer. He has undergone radiotherapy and chemotherapy in a big hospital for several days. go."

"Uncle Liu, Liu Guinong?" Ye Luo muttered, he had a little impression of that person.It's the head of the Liu family, a very kind old man, three or four years ago, Ye Luo saw that he was in good health, so if he can't do it in a few years, can't he?
If Ye Luo is a third-rate chef, then his father, Ye Qingcang, is definitely a top chef among special chefs.

His beef broth is indescribably flavorful and full of strength.It is said that there is still an old man in the village who can't swallow his breath. As long as he drinks the beef soup he made, he will be refreshed immediately. He will get up from the sick bed and tell his family about the funeral. And swallowed his last breath smoothly.

And Ye Qingcang also gave his beef soup a very heroic name "Hero Soup". With just one mouthful of beef soup, even a timid person can become a great hero!
Dozens of catties of beef were cut into fist-sized pieces by Ye Qingcang, and poured directly into the cauldron.After throwing away the froth, he will put some spices such as star anise, peppercorns, bay leaves, grass fruits, etc., to assist the flavor of the beef to the extreme, and the extreme aroma is brought out.

Ye Qingcang's hero soup has a strong fragrance, just a simple pot of beef soup, the fragrance is enough to rush into the whole Daliu Forest Village.

Smelling this fragrance, all the villagers, men and women, in Daliulin Village came to Ye Luo's yard.On the five dining tables in the yard, more than 50 diners have already been seated.Most of them are old diners of my father, and they are all over [-] years old. There is only one young girl, Liu Dingtian.

But what surprised Ye Luo was that it seemed that a foreigner came to Da Liulin Village today.There were six of them, four men and two women. A 60-year-old man was obviously the leader, wearing glasses and looking polite. The other five were young people who occupied two tables and sat in a corner of the yard.They were well-dressed, carrying large and small cameras on their shoulders, and something like a brush.Little by little, he was taking pictures of Ye Luo’s courtyard, looking like a reporter and scholar protecting cultural heritage.

Ye Luo was a little puzzled, in his impression, he rarely saw foreigners coming to Da Liu Lin Zhuang.But he didn't say a word. It seems that Daliu Forest Villa doesn't allow outsiders to visit, but it's just that it is located in a remote place and few outsiders come.

In Da Liu Lin Zhuang, as the name suggests, the Liu family and the Lin family have the most surnames, and Ye Qingcang and Ye Luo are just outsiders, but after decades, they have acquired a local accent, and Da Liu Lin Zhuang has also recognized Ye Luo and Ye Qingcang. This is a father and son.

However, ever since Ye Luo could remember, Ye Luo had only seen the Liu family in Da Liulin Village, but Ye Luo had never seen the rumored Lin family in Da Liulin Village.As if they were all non-existent families, whenever Ye Luo mentioned this family, Ye Qingcang would always scold him angrily: "Shut up, you can talk about the affairs of the Lin family?"

What Ye Luo felt was that although it seemed that there were only the Liu family and Ye Qingcang's father and son in Daliu Linzhuang, in the dark, there seemed to be a strange feeling that the Lin family really existed.

"It's not easy. Old Ye's family finally killed the scalper, so they can get all the benefits."

The person who spoke was Patriarch Liu, who was 84 years old this year. As the saying goes, 7384 Hades is not called self-reporting, he has already entered the coffin and made a verbal agreement with Lord Hades.He was dressed in white, and his whole body was skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. His scalp was bald, obviously tossed by radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

Today he was extraordinarily happy, talking to Ye Luo cheerfully.While raising his hands, he took out 500 yuan from his pocket and put it in front of Ye Luo, and said to Ye Luo: "Come to my house sometime, my family has a three-year-old scalper, fat and strong, and when the time comes, I will bring it to you." Come to your house."

"Got it," Ye Luo took the money and nodded respectfully to Patriarch Liu.

The rest of the old people also came to Ye Luo's table one by one. Some people gave a lot of money, three hundred and four hundred.There were also people who gave less money, and put a few dollars in front of Ye Luo.

And those reporters and scholars from other places also separated out a young man in his 20s. He walked up to Ye Luo and made a big deal. He threw 3000 yuan on the table and said proudly: "We For six people."

Doesn't Ye Luo feel a little bit amused, is 3000 yuan a lot?
He didn't say much, just stuffed the money into the cabinet.

Ye Qingcang walked out of the yard carrying a large bucket. The large bucket plus the beef soup inside would weigh a hundred catties conservatively, but Ye Qingcang carried it out with one hand. Obviously, it was too much for him. There is no difference between carrying such a large bucket and carrying a small bowl.

He stood by the side, leaning on the door, and said to Ye Luo, "You share the soup."

"Oh," Ye Luo nodded.

Open the lid, the aroma of beef broth overflows.Taking out the porcelain bowls from the cabinet, Ye Luo scooped a piece of beef the size of a fist into each bowl, and scooped up half a bowl of soup, ran to the table, and handed it to Liu Guinong.

Because of the long-term radiotherapy and chemotherapy, his image was very ugly, but the kind smile on his face made Ye Luo feel goodwill.

Liu Guinong sighed, and whispered to himself, "In the end, I still want to drink this."

In addition to Liu Guinong, there are five old men in their 80s and [-]s, but they are not from Daliu Linzhuang, but well-known old men from other places in Huangning Township who came here to die, and they can be regarded as fellow villagers.

Ye Luo was very generous to them, each of them had a piece of beef the size of a fist, and half a bowl of hero soup.

The remaining five or six people are relatives who accompanied these old people. They are not very old, they are all middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s. They gave Ye Luo as much as a hundred or as little as a few yuan. Ye Luo was only one person. I scooped up a bowl of soup, and there were only a few pieces of meat.

They also nodded happily, and chatted with the elders in the family while drinking beef soup.

The whole banquet suddenly became lively.

Ye Luo took out a few more porcelain bowls, a whole bowl of soup, and only a few pieces of meat, picked up the plate, and brought it to a few strangers.

Ye Qingcang shouted to Ye Luo: "Hey, they can't eat the meat, you scoop it out, don't waste it."

"Oh," Ye Luo only said that outsiders didn't like his father's taste, and according to Ye Qingcang's instructions, he scooped out the small amount of beef.

The actions of Ye Luo and Ye Qingcang caught the young man's attention. Seeing the clear hero soup, he was very angry, and said angrily to Ye Qingcang: "We will go out with the person who gave the most money in the village." For the same price, why do they have more meat and we have less meat? And even those who pay a few dollars have more meat in the bottom of the bowl than us, are you bullying us foreigners?"