How the fox spirit is made

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"Zi Yi, I didn't love him for nothing..."

The middle-aged woman lowered her head and smiled, straightened her chaotic hairpin, and returned home gracefully.

Jujubes? Qi Qing thought of the jujube trees on the 39th seat of Qingshan Mountain, and decided to secretly taste their filial piety.

"Candy stuffed red dates and white fungus porridge... I haven't tried it anyway, so let's eat it first..."

The author has something to say:

Xie Yifei: I suspect that what you love is not me, but the fried three delicacies.

Qi Qing: Yes, why did you have neither diced mushrooms nor secret sauce.

Chapter 2 Ji silk shepherd's purse porridge

Strange things have happened to the Duan Mansion recently, especially in the Pengchun Courtyard, no matter it is midnight or the sun is shining, the maids and servants all saw figures moving nearby, and when they approached, the figures would disappear strangely.

If it’s just like this, it’s okay. A servant who got up at night accidentally saw the shadow of a candle floating in the warehouse at night. He boldly walked in quietly, trying to poke a hole in the window paper to find out, but saw a long-haired man under the candlelight. The scattered figure, when everything was silent, he vaguely saw a gloomy red light passing by, his calf trembled a little, and there was a cool breeze blowing by his neck, when the figure was about to turn around...

He crawled to the center of the yard on hands and feet, and shouted, "There is a ghost!"

Qi Qing: "..."

I haven't done anything yet!

It’s embarrassing to say that Qi Qing has wandered around the Duan Mansion for five days. She couldn’t find the kitchen on the first day, and couldn’t find the bowl of sugar-stuffed red dates and white fungus porridge on the second day. After dinner, by the fourth day, he had established a base in the warehouse closest to the kitchen, and lived with the mouse brothers.

That night, Qi Qing turned into the original body and slept on the beams that had accumulated dust for a long time, but in the middle of the night she fell ill with gluttony, so she lit a candle and began to look for snacks for the young master and lady in the warehouse.

I only found a lot of dry goods and seasonings, and a rotten cucumber.

Qi Qing: "..."

I should have known that everyone's snacks are kept in the room!!!

Pengchun Courtyard is an inconspicuous small courtyard in the Duan Mansion, but it accommodates the kitchen, warehouse and the rooms of the servants in the mansion. It has always been busy and orderly, but it unexpectedly became lively in the middle of the night on the ninth day of the ninth day.

Mrs. Duan's hair was combed hastily, and a maid put a robe on her body, and she asked sleepily: "It's really rare, our family has always stood upright, where did the ghost talk come from, I'm afraid it's not Liu Da, are you delusional?"

The servant named Liu Da blushed all over his face: "Mistress, I don't dare to talk nonsense, this... this is what I saw with my own eyes!"

"I think so." Mrs. Duan brushed her temples, "Yesterday's steamed duck with sweet-scented osmanthus honey was missing a duck tongue! I'm afraid there must be an inner ghost, Mr. Liu, for disturbing the master's sleep in the middle of the night, you will be fined to cook it tomorrow." A plate of duck tongue."

"Housekeeper, ask a few middle-aged men to come into the warehouse to have a look."

"Yes, Ma'am."

The butler led a few servants and rushed into the warehouse with a torch to search: "Miss, nothing is missing, and there is no one."

"Let me just say, the warehouse in our house is notoriously shabby, even thieves won't patronize it, even ghosts will despise it."

Qi Qing nestled on the beam, silently agreeing in her heart.

Yes, it's very shabby, there's not even anything to chew on.

Mrs. Duan originally wanted to let this matter go and make peace, and she could rush back to sleep, when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from the door of Pengchun Courtyard, she looked up and saw the young master of the Duan family, Duan Ziyi, who was startled by the shout.

Before he had time to tie his hair, he rushed out wrapped in a robe, out of breath: "...Mother, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, the servants are blindsided. They think there is a ghost. Maybe it's a jingle. Go back to sleep, or the jingle will haunt you, and..." Mrs. Duan walked over to take care of him. He straightened his collar, pretending to be fierce.

"Do you still want to steal my little snacks?" Duan Ziyi raised his eyelids, "Mom, I'm fifteen."

Mrs. Duan was speechless for a moment.

"One more thing, why did the kitchen make less and less cat food for Lu Ge a few days ago, why was half a bowl of fish soup missing yesterday?"

"Hey, that doesn't sound like an inner ghost. After all, none of the servants in our house eat cat food, so it's really Shuo Jing?" Mrs. Duan patted Duan Ziyi's shoulder lovingly, Tomorrow I will call the Taoist priest to take a look, and you can go back to sleep."

Qi Qing, who they call Shujing but actually is a Fox Jing, was a little aggrieved. Yesterday she heard the maids in the kitchen saying that Miss Luge's lunch was ready, and when they brought it over later, she was so happy that she could spin five times on the spot. In the circle, when the maids are all gone, sneak in and have a good meal...

It's really delicious. The fish is chopped into mud and mixed with the meat. The mouth is soft and greasy, with a natural sweet taste, which is comparable to the taste of the lively fish jumping by the 39 streams in Qingshan.The sweetness of the fish well concealed the fishy smell of the meat. The meat was half-cooked, chewy and tender in the mouth. Qi Qing couldn't control herself all of a sudden and ate a little more, but she didn't expect to be discovered.

What's more, Miss Green Song is a cat, and a vixen herself ate the raccoon slave's lunch!

Qi Qing covered her face with her fluffy paws, wiping tears in her heart.

"Li slave's rice is really delicious..."

In the Pengchun Courtyard, Mrs. Duan told a lot of trivial things about Young Master Duan's life, and when she learned that Duan Ziyi had been studying until midnight, she distressedly ordered the housekeeper: "He is a grown-up man, so he must be hungry even at this late hour, so call the kitchen." Cook him a bowl of shredded shepherd's purse porridge, this place is far from the young master's yard, you send him back."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Jisi shepherd's purse porridge? This young master is too good at enjoying it, right? Maybe I can grab a bite." Qi Qing thought silently in her heart, and quietly followed the porridge delivery team.

"Did something walk by just now?" The little girl pushed the big girl next to her.

"It must be the green song, maybe it's Shujing? Okay, don't push me, the porridge is about to spill!"

When Duan Ziyi returned to the room, he let out a long breath, dismissed the servants, kicked off his shoes, and rubbed the cat sleeping under his bed extremely forcefully, and the cat kicked him back very rudely.

Duan Ziyi cut the candle, started to watch Legend of Jianghu with that bowl of fragrant chicken shredded shepherd's purse porridge, and patted the table when he saw something exciting, splashing some porridge grains.

"...The old man ran up to the young man, slowly pulled down the cap of his cloak, and said, "Boy, watch out, the sword of clear water!" Suddenly, the sword light flickered, messy like bushes, and fast like a flying eagle. Killing people invisibly..."

"Okay, this set of sword techniques is really wonderful!"

Duan Ziyi pushed the half-eaten porridge, collapsed on the bed, and fell asleep as soon as the book covered his face.

Qi Qing had been lingering outside Young Master Duan's door for a long time, and aggrievedly slipped in through the cat's hole. After waiting quietly for Duan Ziyi to fall asleep, she jumped onto the desk with lightning speed while waiting quietly for Duan Ziyi to fall asleep. Accidentally kicked the candlestick.

The shredded shepherd's purse porridge was still slightly steaming, and the shredded shreds inside exuded a tempting aroma. Qi Qing couldn't wait to stick out her tongue to pick up the shredded shredded rice and eat it. The ji shreds are finely chopped, mixed with the faint fragrance of shepherd's purse, although there is some firewood, it is still very fragrant to chew.

I'm such a small person, so I shouldn't be discovered, right?

Qi Qing comforted herself in her heart, and then continued to feast.

It's a pity that her mouth has been opened, and she is always a good spirit but not a bad spirit.

The cat named Luge was the first to be discovered. Being extremely sensitive to smells, it smelled a strange smell in its sleep, opened its eyes vigilantly, kicked its legs up from the bed, and started meowing wildly.

"Meow meow meow meow!" The cat ruthlessly pawed at the sleeping master's hand, waking Duan Ziyi awake.