Miao'an's farming life

After the first "Journey to the West" was published, Miao An stopped acting as a guest storyteller. It's okay to give advice, but it's not fun to reveal the plot. If you like it, you should buy a book and figure it out yourself. There are many stories in it.

"Okay." Mo Su put down his pen, picked up the paper he had just written and blew on the ink. Now he and Miao An are staying at home writing manuscripts when they have nothing to do. As the second most familiar person in the whole story, he also has a lot of Thinking about it, I couldn't help asking, "It's clear that Journey to the West is preaching Buddhist scriptures, but Taoism wants to send Bajie and Wujing to help? Whether it's Marshal Tianpeng or General Rolling Curtain, how could they be demoted for such a trivial matter? "

Miao An counted the completed papers and put them together in order. Hearing this, he shrugged and said, "Actually, we have no way of knowing the true intention of the writer, but there are many interpretations of it that are quite reasonable. "

"How to say?"

"Bajie and Drifting didn't come to help at all, but were sent by the Jade Emperor to obstruct it. Think about it, Bajie can fight Wukong for so many rounds, which shows that his ability is not low, but he includes Drifting to fight monsters He didn’t do his best at the time, Zhu Bajie would break up and even stir up dissension, and Drifting was better, as if he only wanted to be wise and protect himself. But the great sage is so powerful, so Tang Seng finally arrived in Xitian smoothly.”

Mo Su listened carefully, thoughtfully, stroked his chin and continued: "Also, I don't understand, at the beginning, Sun Wukong was obviously a monkey, why did he let him guard the Peach Garden?"

"Well, some people say that Sun Wukong's entire destiny was calculated by the Jade Emperor and the Tathagata Buddha." Miao An scratched his head, "The Buddha wanted someone to learn from him to expand his influence, and the Jade Emperor wanted to streamline the organization, so he allowed him to do it." matter."

Mo Su was so confused, why did he feel that it was more difficult to understand than poetry and books?

Miao An smiled and continued: "How often do you think flat peaches will bloom? One year, one year in the sky is 360 to five years underground, and the immortals on the ground have a life span of 800 years, just waiting to go to the sky If you gnaw a peach, you will have 500 more years of life. If you lose one year of flat peaches, how many monsters will die, then the goal of streamlining the organization will be achieved. Therefore, you have to let Monkey King destroy it, or else If so, why is it that Monkey King is invincible in the sky, but when he learned the scriptures, he couldn't beat this one or that one?"

"I really want to read the original work..." Mo Su couldn't help muttering after listening.

Miao An poured a bowl of water to moisten his throat. Fortunately, what he was retelling was not "Dream of Red Mansions", otherwise he would have to vomit blood just for those family relationships.Mo Su's reaction was also in his expectation. When he only watched the TV series, he simply thought that "Journey to the West" was just about beating monsters to learn from it. Later, he accidentally learned that the Bajie Drifting Monks in the original book are all cannibals. Youkai, surprised, read the original book and read some interpretive things, and suddenly felt different. Sure enough, the classics are all historical accumulations with profound meanings.

With Miao An's instilling some correct and incorrect interpretations from time to time, Mo Su's understanding of the characters' personalities and plot settings is more in-depth, and his writing is easier, and the things he writes are more addictive.

During the festival, Miao An and Mo Su went to the town to buy daily necessities together, and stopped by to ask the restaurant if they needed any recipes.

Before reaching the city gate, I saw many people carrying baskets and carrying children in the distance, all rushing towards the market. If I ignored the clothes, Miao An vaguely thought that I had arrived at the pedestrian street. Well, it seems to be the same. , because there can be no cars.The place just entering the city gate is a concentrated area of ​​vegetable and fruit stalls. There are no greenhouses now, and they are all seasonal things, so there are not many.Going further in, there are more and more food, among which there are also stalls of various craftsmen, clay sculptures of dough figures, rouge powder, hair accessories, bamboo bird pottery pots, accompanied by the loud "sugar haws" floating by from time to time. The yelling of "Hey son" is a lively and noisy scene.

The two of them planned to buy a few chickens to go back to raise, and they also had to buy some miscellaneous things such as rice, flour, oil, salt, etc., so each of them carried a bamboo basket.Because of the large number of people and the relatively large size of the bamboo basket, Miao An was small in weight and always felt bumped into by others, making him a little unsteady, so Mo Su grabbed him and opened the way ahead.

The two first went to a restaurant in the town that was relatively popular among the common people.Holding Miao An's recipe, the shopkeeper stroked his beard and looked at it for a long time, which made Miao An nervous. Then the shopkeeper calmly invited the chef, and Miao An almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Could it be that he didn't understand just now? ?The slightly chubby chef must be an expert, and he can see the way at a glance. He chatted with Miao An for a long time, and discussed various cooking methods such as frying, frying, and frying, as well as some innovative ways of home cooking. There was an intense but friendly discussion, and Miao An also talked about a lot of condiments that they haven't used yet.When the shopkeeper saw this situation, he understood everything, and let Miao An come over if he had any ideas, and the price was absolutely fair.

Miao An had a good chat, and was a little excited. Fortunately, all the people he met were honest people.

After solving this important matter, in order to speed up, the two simply split up. Miao An went to buy chickens, and the grain store was next to the grocery store, so Mo Su bought rice noodles and condiments.

In the place where the chickens are sold, there are chunky bamboo baskets lined up one by one, with a layer of golden wheat straw inside, and the fluffy chickens squat under the baskets, squatting from time to time. Making a "chi-ji" sound, Miao An's heart softened when he saw it.A rooster costs ten cents a piece, and a hen costs fifteen cents. After selection, he bought five hens and one rooster. In fact, he really can’t tell whether it’s a male or a female. It’s all told by the chicken seller. .But don't change the gender when the time comes, Miao An thought to himself.

Bought some straw to put in his bamboo basket, Miao An went to meet Mo Su with the chattering little guys on his back.Passing by a bookstore on the way, Miao An hesitated, walked around in front of the door, and finally walked in.

"What do you want to see, little brother?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile, his gentle appearance made people feel calm after seeing him.

"Ah, I'll just take a look." Miao An actually didn't want to buy any books, but wanted to see how "Journey to the West" was selling. He looked around the room and asked, "Shopkeeper, can I I heard that "Journey to the West" is good, do you have it here?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "It's gone."

"Gone?"

"Yes, there are a lot of people who bought it. It was gone yesterday. Qingxi Town said it will be delivered, but it hasn't arrived yet. If you want to see it, you should come back tomorrow. Otherwise, go to another place to see."

Miao An nodded, the shopkeeper was really kind, and even recommended him to go to another place.He originally thought that this book would be popular, and he knew it from the enthusiasm of everyone listening to it, but he didn't expect it to be so popular, ho ho ho ho, it's all money, and Miao An's little calculation kept ringing.

After leaving the bookstore, he couldn't help but search for a larger bookstore, and found that there were still many "Journey to the West" here.It may be because there are so many customers, this place feels a bit self-service, Miao An covered half of his face with a book, only showing a pair of eyes, and stood not far away secretly listening to what the book buyers had to say.

"Wow, you buy this book too." A dark-complexioned grandfather greeted another young grandfather.

"Yeah, my elder brother said it was good-looking, and I heard him talk about it very lively, so I might as well buy a copy."

"Haha, is that right? It's because the brat at home is clamoring for me to tell him about the Monkey King every day."

"Hey, we might as well be a monkey."

"Hahaha." The two laughed together.

Miao An couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she heard this. She was just happy when suddenly she felt dark in front of her. When she raised her head, a gorgeously dressed man was frowning and looking at him. Miao An was a little taken aback. Why did this man look at him Look familiar?

"Do you want to buy books or not? If you don't buy books, hurry up and leave." The man said impatiently.

Miao An was suddenly upset, there were so many people in the store who were reading but they didn't see anything, why Shan He couldn't get along with him?He put down the book in his hand, and said without hesitation: "How do you know which one to buy if you don't read it?"

"Hmph." The other party sneered, as if he heard some joke, "Just you? A farm boy? What books can you read? Can you read?"

"Not much, not much, a little more than you know." Miao installed an embarrassed look.

The man's expression was a bit unsightly, obviously he didn't expect Miao An to choke with him, but he immediately smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "I just saw you staring at those "Journey to the West", this is the most expensive one in this store, I think Do you want it? I am the owner of this store, so I can consider giving you a cheaper price if you beg me."

Miao An also smiled: "Don't worry, I already have it."

"Oh? Can you understand? You guys, even if you can read, it's useless."

your sister!Can I not understand?I am the "author"!Is this discrimination?

Miao An really wanted to take out a handful of chicken manure from the bamboo basket behind him and paste it on the domineering face of the other party, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Throwing it in the field can also enrich the crops, so it can't just be wasted like this.

So, just because he is a brother?Can't read and write?It's a feudal elm head!

He said with disgust, "What does it matter to you whether I can read or not? If you have time, you should think about how to make money. Otherwise, this store will follow you and you will have to pay for it."

After speaking, Miao An dropped the book in his hand and left, which was really inexplicable.

Hearing the words, the father stared at him, but he didn't catch up. He waved his hand and called the servant, "You said, this is the husband of the elder brother?"

The young man glanced at Miao An's back and nodded, "Yes, I went to see the young master when he got married."

Lin Zhan's son, that is, Mo Su's younger brother, Mo Hong squinted his eyes, sat on a chair and ate sunflower seeds, rubbed his chin and said playfully, "He looks okay, but his temper is too bad."

The boy is very speechless, of course it is not as good as the obedient people you met in the place of fireworks, and besides your attitude, everyone will be angry.

"Are you scolding me in your heart again?" Mo Hong said slowly.

"Don't dare." The servant lowered his head.

"Hmph." Mo Hong clapped his hands and stood up, "Come on, let's play a few games."

The boy followed silently, his young master was going to gamble again, he was just scolded by the master the day before yesterday, and today he couldn't bear it anymore.

The appointment with Mo Su was to meet at the entrance of the rice store. When Miao An arrived, Mo Su was already waiting. In the crowded crowd, they saw each other very tacitly at a glance. This small detail immediately made Miao An depressed. It was swept away, and rushed to Mo Su's side in two or three steps. The chick behind him was frightened and screamed loudly.

"Slow down." Mo Su grabbed his arm and said helplessly.

Miao An turned to look at the chicken in the basket, and smiled sheepishly.

After buying something, the two set off to go home, fighting hand-to-hand all the way, when they passed the sugar man's stall, Miao An stopped Mo Su and told him to stop, "Bring something to Yoyo."

Mo Su understood in seconds, and pulled the man forward.The old man who drew the sugar figures greeted them with a smile, um, he squatted down, he was drawing a puppy for a child.

In front of the old man was a small stove with a smooth iron plate on it, which was burning hot. He scooped up the melted sugar juice with a small spoon and poured it back and forth quickly on the iron plate, and immediately a lifelike puppy Then it appeared, and then scooped up the sugar painting with a small spatula, stuck it on a bamboo stick, and a delicious and beautiful sugar figurine was ready.

Miao An watched with gusto. The old man has sharp eyes and quick hands, and the whole process is smooth and smooth. It should be a long-term practice to master the characteristics of syrup. At the same time, according to the characteristics of the operation, the lines are full and well-proportioned when drawing. The different style looks very pleasing to children.

"Old man, draw me a monkey, the one holding a stick." Miao An suddenly thought of what to draw.

"Monkey?" The old man suddenly said, "You mean Monkey King, right? I haven't drawn it yet."

"You also know Sun Wukong?" Mo Su asked in surprise.

"That's right. It's spread all over the street. The Monkey King with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth is wearing a golden cudgel."

Miao An clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Old man, you should make more and shout out, there should be a lot of people buying it?" Ask Qiuwen to sell some Monkey King embroidery.

"That's right." The old man nodded, "But I have to practice first."

Miao An squatted on the side, helping to look at the shape, combining his theoretical guidance with the old man's superb craftsmanship, and soon, the vivid Monkey King was finalized.

Seeing that he liked it, Mo Su simply bought three, one for each person when he went home.Inspired by this, they also went to the kneader's stand and the clay sculpture stand to propose and buy a few. Finally, the two of them finally went home satisfied.

After returning home, as expected, Yoyo jumped three feet high when she saw the monkey candy man, and kept holding it, completely reluctant to say anything, which made Miao An laugh non-stop, and finally Mo Su persuaded him to eat it You can still buy it, so Yoyo ate it carefully.