Fantasy Farm

After the cellar was cleaned, Lu Qingjiu spread a thick layer of oil paper on it to separate the cabbage from the ground when storing the cabbage.He took the wooden box out of the cellar and carefully cleaned it with a wet rag, wiping off the floating ash and dirt on it.

I couldn't see it clearly in the cellar before. After I took it out and cleaned it, Lu Qingjiu noticed that the wooden box was jet-black, without any patterns on it. It was just a smooth box, but the texture of the wood on the surface of the box was very beautiful. , It feels very comfortable to touch with hands.

On the front of the box, hung a small black text lock.Word lock is a kind of lock in ancient times. It is somewhat similar to combination lock, except that words replace passwords. This word lock requires three characters. It should be easy to try it out, but Lu Qingjiu tried it while holding the box. Tried all the possibilities, but failed.

Could it be that the box has been locked for too long?Lu Qingjiu thought about smashing the lock sometime, so he casually put the wooden box aside.

Besides, ever since Lu Qingjiu said that he wanted to make sugar-fried chestnuts, Yin Xun has been talking about finding fine sand every day. Tonight, he really found a bag of fine sand from nowhere, clamoring to eat the legendary Candied Chestnuts.

Lu Qingjiu smiled and said: "Wash the sand first, and then fry it after it dries."

"Okay." Yin Xun rolled up his sleeves and volunteered to go to clean the fine sand.

It's just that after putting the sand into the water, after washing it in two basins, nothing dirty came out. The white fine sand seemed to be very clean, without any dirt at all.Although Lu Qingjiu was curious, he didn't ask Yin Xun where he got the sand. Yin Xun is a mountain god after all, so it should be quite easy to find some sand.

After washing the sand, put it on clean plastic paper and hang it in the yard. After the sand dries, you can fry the chestnuts.

There are a lot of things to do today. Lu Qingjiu has been busy all day, and he is a little tired. After finishing the sand, he went to bed early. Before he went to bed, he saw the wooden box on his bedside table. Open the wooden box and have a look.

However, what Lu Qingjiu didn't expect was that when he finished breakfast the next morning and tried to snap off the lock of the wooden box with pliers, he found something that shocked him—— The text, has changed.

The words on it seem to have been completely replaced with new words, because Lu Qingjiu tried it for a long time yesterday, so he almost completely remembered the words on the word lock, but now, these words have turned into several other words that are completely unfamiliar. Sake was sure he had never seen these words before.

how so?Lu Qingjiu stared at the word lock for a long time before he was sure that he was not hallucinating.

He thought for a while, picked up the pliers and cut it hard against the word lock, but the word lock that seemed to be very fragile didn't respond at all, not even a faint trace was left after Lu Qingjiu exhausted all his strength. Down.

Lu Qingjiu tried a few more times, and the word lock was still as strong as before, but the iron pliers got stuck in a small dent by the word lock.

If Lu Qingjiu were an ordinary person, he might find it very strange, but there are already so many strange creatures in his house, it seems that it is not strange to have such a box that cannot be opened.Lu Qingjiu, who was helpless with the text lock, carried the box to find Bai Yuehu in the yard, and asked him if there was anything special about the box.

The weather is good today, the sun is shining on the yard, making people feel lazy.

Bai Yuehu was basking in the sun in the yard, he lazily took the box, looked at it, and asked, "Where did you find it?"

"In the cellar of my house." Lu Qingjiu answered truthfully.

Bai Yuehu stared at the wooden box, his expression became a little serious, Lu Qingjiu rarely saw such a serious expression on his face, he became nervous inexplicably, licked his lips and said, "Why, is this wooden box special? "

Bai Yuehu said: "It's really special." He stroked the text lock with his hand, "This kind of text lock can only be opened at a specific time."

Lu Qingjiu said, "Huh?"

Bai Yuehu said: "Although there are only three words on it, in fact these words are changing every day, and only on a certain day will a specific word be revealed." He blinked, "Who left this? down?"

Lu Qingjiu said: "I found it in the cellar...it should be my grandma."

"Oh." Bai Yuehu said, "Then this may be a gift from your grandma." He said, returning the wooden box to Lu Qingjiu.

Lu Qingjiu hugged the wooden box, feeling a little confused: "But, this wooden box shouldn't belong to human beings, could it be that my grandma knows non-human beings?"

Bai Yuehu's attitude towards this seemed very flat, saying: "Everyone has their own secret."

"That's right." Lu Qingjiu agreed with Bai Yuehu's point of view, and he said, "But I don't know the password of the box, and I don't know the time to open it. Is there any way to force it open?"

Bai Yuehu actually shook his head: "The material of this box and the lock is very special, not something from the human world. If you try to open it forcibly, the contents of the box may be damaged."

Lu Qingjiu could only give up when he heard the words.

Bai Yuehu saw that he was a little disappointed, and comforted him: "You can get up every morning and take a look at the box. Since your grandma left this thing for you, she will definitely leave some clues for you. She doesn't want you to open it. , perhaps, just not yet."

Lu Qingjiu said: "That's the only way." He thanked Bai Yuehu with a smile, but went back to the bedroom alone with the box in his arms.

Lu Qingjiu's family has a weak bloodline and has almost no relatives. Apart from his parents, he only has his grandmother.His grandmother raised him until he was eight years old before his parents brought him back to the city. It can be said that Lu Qingjiu's childhood memories are all about his grandmother.

His grandma was tall and thin, it could be seen that she must have been a beauty when she was young, she didn't like to talk very much, but even if she didn't talk, Lu Qingjiu could still feel her love for him from her eyes.

After the sudden death of her parents, the white-haired grandma sent the black-haired one away, and she aged a lot overnight.Lu Qingjiu hadn't finished his studies at that time, he originally wanted to take his grandma by his side, but no matter what he said, his grandma didn't agree, so he had to give up in the end.

This was probably the decision Lu Qingjiu regretted the most. If he had returned to Shuifu Village to accompany his grandma, the old man might not have left so early.

Lu Qingjiu put down the box, and his eyes fell on the text lock. He didn't know what his grandma's secret was, but he knew that no matter what grandma did, it wouldn't harm him.

Since she didn't leave him the password to open it, maybe it's just like what Bai Yuehu said...it's not yet time.

Lu Qingjiu sorted out his mood, and decided to try the combination lock every morning as Bai Yuehu said. He felt that he would be able to try the combination one day and know what was in the box.

After putting down the box, Lu Qingjiu went to do other things again. First, he put the sun-dried sand in the iron pan, then roughly stir-fried it, then put the chestnuts into the hot sand, and rolled them slowly.These chestnuts are all well-opened, which is convenient and delicious. After the chestnuts are almost fried, add a lot of sugar to them, and start to stir fry quickly to prevent the syrup from sticking to the bottom of the pot. After the chestnuts are almost fried, put them in Let it cool in the pot for a while, and then you can start the pot.

I have to say that stir-frying chestnuts with sugar is really hard work. Lu Qingjiu was sweating profusely after frying a pot, but the rich aroma of the chestnuts made everyone in the room gather. The two little pigs and the little pig The fox squatted beside Lu Qingjiu's feet and watched eagerly, while Yin Xun stood at the door drooling with his head propped up.

"It's almost there." Lu Qingjiu wiped the sweat off his forehead, and asked Yin Xun to come in and share the chestnuts.

Yin Xun rushed directly in front of the pot. Before Lu Qingjiu had time to greet him, he saw him reach out and grab the chestnuts in the pot. As soon as his hands touched the chestnuts, he was scalded and screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ah!"

Lu Qingjiu: "..."

Yin Xun was scalded for a while, and after stopping his hands, he didn't care about the burnt wounds, and started planing chestnuts from the fine sand with a spatula.

Lu Qingjiu really couldn't stand it anymore: "Does your hand not hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt very much." Yin Xun said, holding a chestnut in his hand and began to peel it. After peeling, he stuffed it into his mouth, and immediately shed tears of emotion, "It's so delicious, woo woo woo, this chestnut is too sweet. It’s delicious.” Chestnuts are crispy when they’re raw, but they become soft when they’re cooked. White sugar adds a bit of sweetness to the chestnuts, and there’s also the caramel aroma that blends the flavors of the chestnuts and chestnuts...

Yin Xunchi burst into tears.

Lu Qingjiu looked dumbfounded by the side, and didn't know whether Yin Xun was crying because his hands hurt from being burned or the chestnuts were too delicious.

"It's so delicious." Yin Xun said vaguely, "I declare that the most delicious fruit in the world is chestnut!"

Lu Qingjiu: "...Eat it, I like to cook some for you tomorrow." He divided a few pieces between the little pig and the little fox, and he didn't forget to pinch a small piece to hide in the fox's fur and watch eagerly. Master Yu concubine.

Of course, the biggest foodie in the family, Bai Yuehu, would naturally not forget that Lu Qingjiu fished chestnuts out of the sand, and then they sat in the yard and ate them.

He fried a full seven or eight catties, but it was obviously not enough. Yin Xun's stomach was bulging, and he was still unwilling to stop.Bai Yuehu, a carnivore, is also very interested in chestnuts. Although it is a bit troublesome to peel them, there is a big difference in taste between peeling and not peeling...

After eating these few catties of chestnuts, dinner was almost saved. Lu Qingjiu and Yin Xun said that they were going to go to town tomorrow morning. He and the boss ordered a lot of duck eggs to make salted duck eggs. They also planned to cook bacon together .

Yin Xun nodded in response, saying that he should come over earlier.

The autumn wind is rustling, but it is also the harvest season. The persimmon tree at the east end of the village is covered with yellow persimmons, like beautiful little yellow lanterns, swaying on the branches with the autumn wind.

In the harvest season of autumn, the village is also a scene of prosperity. Walking outside, you can see villagers carrying grain everywhere, and their faces are full of joy of harvest.

This year, the weather is smooth and there is no abnormal weather. It seems that Shuifu Village has a good harvest.

Lu Qingjiu walked around the village to digest food, and when he was about to go back to sleep, Uncle Li from next door knocked on the door of his house.

"Uncle Li, what's the matter?" Lu Qingjiu asked.

"Sake, the village will hold an autumn harvest festival the day after tomorrow." Uncle Li said, "Don't forget to come when the time comes, it's at the dam at the head of the village."

It was only then that Lu Qingjiu remembered that Shuifu Village still had this tradition, nodded and said: "Okay, I will definitely come when the time comes."

Uncle Li said: "Okay, I'm afraid you'd forget, so I'll remind you."

"Thank you Uncle Li." Lu Qingjiu thanked with a smile.

Because it depends on the sky to eat, every year in Shuifu Village, there will be an autumn harvest festival in autumn, that is, each household will contribute a part of vegetables or grain, and let the women in the village make these grains into food. For everyone to eat.One is to present gifts to the mountain gods in anticipation of a good harvest in the coming year, and the other is to connect the villagers with each other.

Lu Qingjiu hadn't come back for so long, but he completely forgot about it, and Yin Xun didn't mention it either, probably because the autumn harvest festival was originally a sacrifice to the mountain god, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to go there by himself.

The next day, Lu Qingjiu told Yin Xun about the autumn harvest festival in the car.

Yin Xun was silent for a while after listening, and said, "Oh, the Autumn Harvest Festival, are you going?"

"Should go." Seeing that Yin Xun seemed unhappy at all, Lu Qingjiu asked, "Why, don't you like it?"

Yin Xun said: "I don't like..."

Lu Qingjiu became curious: "Why?"

Yin Xun said: "Because they offer raw food to the mountain gods, and what they eat is cooked." He also felt wronged, "And every time I can't participate as a human being, I can only watch with admiration. Let them eat."

Lu Qingjiu laughed loudly when he heard Yin Xun's words. He imagined the scene, and felt that Yin Xun was a bit miserable.

According to Yin Xun, during the autumn harvest festival, he had to restore his identity as a mountain god to accept the sacrifices from the villagers, but in this way he could no longer participate as a human being. If the village had any opinions, the village head had a special meeting with him, but Yin Xun could only use the embarrassing excuse of being afraid of crowded places as an excuse.

This year is probably no exception, only Lu Qingjiu and Bai Yuehu can go.

Lu Qingjiu bought a lot of duck eggs and meat in the town, and even replenished all the seasonings that were missing at home.After returning home, he started making salted duck eggs. He originally planned to quickly make fermented bean curd in the next few days, but because of the autumn harvest festival, it seemed that it would be delayed for a few days.

Because of the Autumn Harvest Festival, the normally quiet mountain village became lively, and the children seemed to be having more delicious snacks in their hands than usual, as if it was a festival.

Lu Qingjiu planned to bring beef and some vegetables to the autumn harvest festival. This year was the first year back in Shuifu Village, so it was necessary to build a good relationship with the villagers.

Bai Yuehu is not very interested in this kind of gathering of many people, saying that he can just eat instant noodles at home.

Lu Qingjiu smiled and said, "What instant noodles are you eating? I've steamed the glutinous rice ribs for you. Just turn off the fire when the time comes. Don't forget to feed the little foxes as well."

Bai Yuehu nodded, and told Lu Qingjiu to go back early.

Lu Qingjiu said hello, and went out with the meat. Today, Yin Xun has been missing. Lu Qingjiu guessed that he should have gone to become a mountain god.

A lot of people had already gathered in the dam of the gathering at the head of the village. Lu Qingjiu walked over carrying the meat. As soon as he got there, the aunt of the village greeted him warmly. The smile on his face became even brighter when he saw the beef in his hand. When it was thick, Lu Qingjiu hurriedly handed the meat to her, and then sat down at a random place.

There is a huge wooden platform in the center of the dam, on which there is a statue of a mountain god carved out of stone.Of course, like all the statues of the mountain gods, they all have the appearance of a goatee, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and they are completely incompatible with Yin Xun's silly appearance.

The women in the village put all kinds of food brought by the villagers in front of the wooden platform. At noon, the village head took the lead in kneeling in front of the mountain god statue to worship and burn incense, and prayed to the mountain god to bless Shuifu Village with good weather in the coming year.

Perhaps it is because the location of Shuifu Village is relatively remote, almost isolated from modern society, that this ancient way of offering sacrifices has been preserved.

Lu Qingjiu also looked at the statue of the mountain god, but he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that when he was looking at the statue of the mountain god, the mountain god with the goatee smiled at him.But when I looked carefully, I found that the mountain god still maintained a serious expression, and his eyes were looking at the void in front of him.

After worshiping the mountain god, the village head asked people to remove the sacrifices and take them to the stove that had been set up long ago to make food.

As an outsider, Lu Qingjiu should have sat at a relatively peripheral position, but perhaps because he was usually generous with his shots and had a good relationship with his neighbors, he was invited by Uncle Li to a table relatively inward.

After the dishes were ready, they were served on the table plate by plate, still steaming.Although the taste of these dishes is mediocre, the quantity is very large. Because the weather in Shuifu Village is bad and few people go out in winter, this autumn harvest festival has a taste of Spring Festival.

In addition to dishes, it is men's favorite spirits.The wine is also home-brewed white wine, drinking it is like burning a knife in your mouth, but it is enjoyable enough and is very popular among men.After working on the ground for a whole year, it is allowed to have a drink wantonly.

Lu Qingjiu took a sip of the wine, and felt the wine slide down his throat. The place where it slipped was full of burning pain. It was not until it reached his stomach that there was a surge of heat, and the previous pain turned into pleasure.

"Good wine." Lu Qingjiu praised.

"It's delicious." Uncle Li proudly said, "My family brewed it myself. I'm serving it to everyone today. Drink whatever you want, as long as you have enough!"

The alcohol content is very high, even if a person with a good alcohol capacity opens his mouth to drink, he may not be able to drink much. Although Lu Qingjiu has the word "wine" in his name, his alcohol capacity is really average. After drinking a glass of white wine, a blush appeared on his cheeks , His eyes also became wet.

The whole village was extremely lively, the sound of chatting, punching, laughing and making noise, made Lu Qingjiu's face involuntarily put on a bright smile.He hadn't had such a lively meal for a long time, and it seemed good to make such a fuss once in a while.

Chatting, talking, eating and drinking, before he knew it, Lu Qingjiu was a little drunk.

His head started to feel dizzy, and his consciousness was still a little clear, but he couldn't control his actions. Just when he was lying on the table and thinking that it was time to go home, a familiar face appeared in front of Lu Qingjiu .

Bai Yuehu is here.

He came from the other side of the village, and after looking around the crowd, he noticed Lu Qingjiu lying on the table in the corner who seemed to be unconscious.

The crowd was still making noise, and drunken men were staggering everywhere, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol, which made people a little annoying.Bai Yuehu walked in the direction of Lu Qingjiu, and he saw Lu Qingjiu who was drinking in a daze.

Although Lu Qingjiu doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, the quality of the wine is good. When he is drunk, he doesn't make any noise, and obediently lays down on the table without moving. At first, he looked at Bai Yuehu with wet eyes.The nerves paralyzed by the alcohol became a little dull. Lu Qingjiu observed for a while before he recognized the identity of the person in front of him. He laughed, his eyes curled up in a small arc, and he mumbled: "Yue... Moon Fox..."

Bai Yuehu didn't respond, just looked at Lu Qingjiu like that.

Lu Qingjiu said: "I... I seem to be drunk." He sniffed and wanted to stand up, but his limbs were a little uncontrollable, so there was a sense of grievance in his nasal voice, "Why... ...can't stand up..."

Bai Yuehu stretched out his hand, grabbed Lu Qingjiu's arm, and brought him into his arms.

Lu Qingjiu obeyed Bai Yuehu's movements obediently, but after leaning into Bai Yuehu's arms, he smelled a faint fragrance, which obviously came from Bai Yuehu's body. On weekdays, Lu Qingjiu probably pretended not to smell it, but he obviously didn't have so many worries after drinking too much, I saw him raising his head shamelessly, looking like a dog looking for bones. Yuehu's neck and body were smelling, and while smelling it, he said: "Hey, Yuehu, how do you smell so good..."

Bai Yuehu looked at the person in his arms with an unpredictable expression.

Lu Qingjiu smelled it for a while, but didn't notice why, so he obediently stopped, leaning against Bai Yuehu's arms and dozing off.

Bai Yuehu helped Lu Qingjiu away from the crowd, immediately picked him up, and then walked home like that.

Yin Xun, who also just came home and sat in the yard eating glutinous rice ribs, just watched Bai Yuehu come in from outside the door holding the drunk and unconscious Lu Qingjiu. The bone spat out, and said: "Come back, are you drunk with sake?"

Bai Yuehu nodded.

"Put him on the bed, I'll make him some hangover soup." Yin Xun looked at Lu Qingjiu who was lying in Bai Yuehu's arms, he was trembling, Lu Qingjiu didn't know what Bai Yuehu was , he is very clear, if this one gets angry, not to mention Lu Qingjiu, even the entire Shuifu Village will suffer.

Bai Yuehu said: "No need, you go back, I'll come."

Yin Xun's eyes widened when he heard the words. He wanted to say something, but he noticed Bai Yuehu's cold eyes, so he swallowed all the words that came to his lips. He laughed dryly, scratched his head, and said boldly: " You drank too much sake, don't argue with him."

Bai Yuehu said lightly: "Can I still eat him?"

Yin Xun smiled dryly: "Yeah, no one will cook after eating." He knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he left the yard obediently. Although he was still a little worried, he also understood that Bai Yuehu would definitely not Swallowing Lu Qingjiu in one gulp, after all, Bai Yuehu wants to eat people, so there is no need to dismiss him, as long as he is willing, he can eat Lu Qingjiu all by himself, without even throwing up his bones.

The author has something to say: Lu Qingjiu: You won't eat me, will you?

Bai Yuehu: That depends on how you eat it.

Lu Qingjiu: Huh? ?