Siheyuan: A journey of mountains and rivers

He Yuzhu took the flour, poured it on the chopping board, carefully added water and yeast, and began to knead the dough. The dough gradually took shape in his hands, and he felt the changes in every inch of flour, and felt a wonderful tranquility in his heart.

Lin Xiaomu was instructing from the side, his eyes full of satisfaction. "He Yuzhu, making steamed buns does not require brute force, but concentration. Every movement you make must be delicate and powerful, and you can't be impatient."

He Yuzhu nodded, and tried to slow down his movements, making each kneading more even and delicate. As time went by, he felt his mind gradually calm down, and he seemed to enter a state of selflessness.

"Very good, He Yuzhu, you have mastered the key points of kneading dough. Next, we need to let the dough ferment." Lin Xiaomu said, putting the dough in a warm place and letting it ferment slowly.

While waiting, He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu sat aside and looked at the dough quietly. He Yuzhu's mind was full of thoughts. He knew that this was not just about making steamed buns, but also a spiritual practice.

"Master, while making steamed buns, I felt an unprecedented tranquility and concentration. This feeling cannot be experienced in battle." He Yuzhu said softly, with a hint of insight in his eyes.

Lin Xiaomu nodded and said with a smile: "He Yuzhu, you are right. The disputes and battles in the martial arts world are only part of the practice. The real practice lies in the inner peace and concentration. Whether in battle or in daily life, only by maintaining inner peace can we better face all challenges."

Time passed quietly, and the dough gradually fermented and expanded. He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu returned to the kitchen and began to make steamed buns. They divided the dough into small pieces, kneaded them into round shapes, and then put them into the steamer.

Lin Xiaomu patiently taught every step, and He Yuzhu also followed the master's instructions carefully, making each steamed bun carefully. The water in the steamer began to boil, white steam rose up, and the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of steamed buns.

"He Yuzhu, this is the last step in making steamed buns, steaming the buns. Although the waiting process is long, the result will definitely be worth it." Lin Xiaomu said with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation.

He Yuzhu nodded, looking at the steamed buns in the steamer, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. The steam gradually dissipated, and the steamed buns gradually matured, emitting a rich aroma.

Lin Xiaomu opened the steamer, took out a steamed bun and handed it to He Yuzhu. "He Yuzhu, try it. This is the steamed bun you made yourself."

He Yuzhu took the steamed bun and took a bite. The fragrance and deliciousness of the steamed bun spread in his mouth. His heart was filled with joy and satisfaction, as if this was not just a steamed bun, but also a kind of inner sublimation.

"Master, I understand. Making steamed buns is not just a skill, it is also a kind of cultivation of the state of mind." He Yuzhu said with a smile, a firm light flashing in his eyes.

Lin Xiaomu nodded, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. "He Yuzhu, you have understood the true meaning of this. Whether in the martial arts world or in life, as long as you keep your heart calm and focused, you will be able to cope with all challenges."

Late at night, He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu sat in the courtyard, tasting the steamed buns they made, their hearts filled with peace and satisfaction. The courtyard was brightly lit, and the air was filled with a warm atmosphere.

"Master, I will always remember today's teachings. This is not just a skill in making steamed buns, but also an inner cultivation." He Yuzhu said softly, his eyes revealing determination and gratitude.

Lin Xiaomu smiled slightly, looking at the stars in the night sky, feeling extremely peaceful and satisfied. "He Yuzhu, we are all on the path of cultivation, constantly moving forward. The road ahead is still long, but as long as there is light in our hearts, we will definitely be able to go further."

The next morning, the sun shone through the windows of the courtyard and the grass and trees in the courtyard looked particularly vibrant under the morning light. He Yuzhu woke up early and prepared to go to the market to buy some seasonings for making steamed buns and other dishes.

"Master, I'm going to the market to buy some seasonings, and by the way, see if there are any fresh ingredients." He Yuzhu said to Lin Xiaomu while tying his belt.

Lin Xiaomu nodded and smiled, "Go ahead, remember to buy more, we don't have much left at home."

He Yuzhu nodded in response, and was full of anticipation for this trip to the market. He knew that the market was not only a place to buy things, but also a gathering place for people in the underworld to learn about various news.

After walking through several alleys, He Yuzhu arrived at a bustling market. The market was crowded with people, and there were all kinds of stalls. The shouts were heard one after another, and the air was filled with the aroma of various foods. He Yuzhu felt a strong breath of life and couldn't help feeling happy.

"Fresh vegetables, come and take a look!" A vegetable vendor greeted passers-by enthusiastically.

He Yuzhu walked over, picked out some fresh vegetables, and bought some fruits. He carefully observed each stall, looking for the seasoning he needed.

"Hey, young man, would you like to take a look at our seasonings? They are all the freshest." The owner of a seasoning stall waved to He Yuzhu enthusiastically.

He Yuzhu walked over, looked at the various spices on the stall, and nodded with satisfaction. "Boss, give me some peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, and some bean paste."

The boss skillfully weighed the seasonings for He Yuzhu and said with a smile, "Young man, you really know your stuff. These are all good ingredients for cooking."

He Yuzhu paid the money and continued to walk around the market with a bag of seasonings. His eyes wandered around and suddenly saw a few people gathered at a stall not far ahead, seemingly discussing something.

He Yuzhu walked over curiously and found a few old books and antiques on the stall. "These are treasures I brought from my hometown. See if there are any you like." The stall owner was an elderly man who was introducing his products enthusiastically.

He Yuzhu's eyes were attracted by an ancient book, which was an ancient book about Chinese medicine. He turned the pages and found that it recorded in detail the effects and usage of various medicinal materials, and the words revealed the wisdom of the ancients.

"Old man, how much is this book?" He Yuzhu asked softly.

The old man looked up at He Yuzhu and smiled, "Young man, you have good taste. This book is my treasure. But since you like it, I'll sell it to you at a lower price."

"Old man, how much is this book?" He Yuzhu asked again.