Senda grows delicious food [Rebirth]

Shen Han's voice was so low that a normal small businessman would not be able to hear him, but who made this small businessman not like an ordinary person.

Ever since they knew that the refreshments in the tea stand had unexpected effects, the monks in Tengzhou City immediately began to calculate that they did not have much money on hand, and the refreshments were so precious that they were obviously not enough to spend several times. The best way is to Start a business and make money.

The life of monks is much longer than that of ordinary mortals. Except for those who have devoted themselves to cultivating in the sect, they will basically walk in the mortal world. They will inevitably come into contact with mortals. Disguising as a mortal, at this time the skill of doing business will come into play.But this time the monks were doing business purely to make money, and many of them went to the countryside and changed into mortal clothes, standing on both sides of the street and yelling loudly.

Coincidentally, the small steamed bun vendor Shen Han met was a monk.Seeing Shen Han stop, the small vendor dressed as a monk immediately said angrily: "Come on, don't hinder me from doing business here." The owner of the tea stall can't be provoked. There are tea stalls for protection.

The tail hair exploded, and the yellow dog suddenly became unhappy. He turned around, raised the dog's head and said, "What do you mean? Madam said that your buns are not oily. This is the truth. It's fine if you don't admit it. You want to lie to others that your steamed stuffed buns are very oily?" The yellow dog is low in cultivation, he didn't know that the peddler opposite him was a monk, and he thought he was just a mortal, he habitually wagged his tail and continued, "I hate your cheating the most. merchant of men."

Shen Han was very embarrassed, and hurriedly pulled the yellow dog's tail and whispered: "Let's go quickly, it's not easy for anyone to do business, how can money be earned so easily."

"It's his luck, hum." The yellow dog shook its head, turned around and followed Shen Han.

After going out like this, both of them were a bit hungry. Shen Han looked around and found that a business selling fire was good, so he ran over and bought three, one for the yellow dog, one for himself, and the other for back home. Bright white moon eats.

The fire seller collected the money given by Shen Han separately, he is also a monk, so naturally the money given by the tea stall owner had to be taken out separately, maybe this is a magic weapon.

However, Shen Han was unaware of these things. He wandered here and there, and turned into a very inconspicuous alley. There is a market privately opened by some ordinary people in Tengzhou City. They sell green vegetables Both meat and pork are cheaper, and Shen Han is a frequent visitor here.

"Ma'am, cut more pork, and I want one pig ear and two pig feet, go back and make soup." The yellow dog wagged its tail violently and followed behind Shen Han's buttocks, muttering all the way. He said, "Buy more pork bones, the soup and noodles are the best."

I don't know if it's because of the yellow dog's muttering. Shen Han bought a lot of pork bones, pork, pig ears and pig feet this time, and finally added some long-lasting Chinese cabbage, white radish and carrot, and For other vegetables, all kinds of vegetables were added up to fill up two baskets, and the money on his body was also spent about the same. Shen Han walked back with a pole.

Standing on the high roof, the sparrow's black bean eyes condescended to look down at Shen Han below, Xu Chongshan snorted from his nose, and said coldly: "It's still alive!"

Under normal circumstances, even if a mere mortal is protected by a tea stall, as long as he leaves the tea stall, there is always a chance to strike.Besides, there are more than 200 monks hidden in the entire Tengzhou city, even if a small part of them have a different heart, they can kill Shen Han.Xu Chongshan himself is a rat shit in the cultivation world, so he also knows other rat shit better. It is estimated that Shen Han will never have a chance to survive this time.

The fact is indeed the case, there is a demon cultivator tossing Yao Mozi, trying to put Shen Han to death, but it happened to be plotted against by the disciples of the Shura Sect, and now his soul is damaged, and he is hiding in Tengzhou City and dare not show his face.

Not only did Shen Han not die, he even ran to Tengzhou city to buy vegetables and pork.He raised his wings and flapped them, and flew up with difficulty. Xu Chongshan followed behind Shen Han not too far away, trying to find the right time to approach.Now his spirit is trapped in the sparrow's body, and his strength is greatly reduced. He can no longer refine the soul of a mortal to increase his strength. He can only live like this. Xu Chongshan feels aggrieved, but he dare not act rashly, for fear of accidentally killing It's gone.

Xu Chongshan even dared to follow in the small alleys. As soon as Shen Han reached the wide street, he immediately turned around and flew back, fearing that other monks would find out and kill him as a demon cultivator to take the inner alchemy.

So Shen Han went back to the tea stand without any risk, packed up the vegetables he bought, put a layer of salt on the outside of the pork, hooked it with an iron hook and hung it in the backyard, and let it dry naturally, so that it can be eaten for a long time.Lunch is relatively simple. The green peppers picked from the backyard are cut into strips and fried with sliced ​​meat. They are eaten with rice, which tastes delicious.

The pig's ears and pig's feet are thrown into the pot and stewed, and the taste will not be tasted until the evening from now on.The yellow dog was lying in front of the stove wagging its tail, watching the stove and filling it with firewood.

In the afternoon, the monks of Tengzhou City gathered outside the tea stand again, as if forming some unspeakable rules, everyone quickly entered the tea stand, threw the silver into the clay pot, and then turned around and left quickly.The monks were all standing outside, holding various tea bowls in their hands, waiting for Shen Han to come to pour tea and give refreshments.

Cen Ziyan was still the last one among the monks to receive the refreshments. He found an opportunity to leave alone last night to study the teacup given by Shen Han.Put ordinary stream water in, and you can feel a faint aura, but if you put in spiritual fruit, the aura is even better.This teacup can absorb a certain amount of heaven and earth aura, store it in it, and transmit it out through a certain medium.The amount of aura is very small, but it is enough for Cen Ziyan's current cultivation.

This is a magic weapon that is helpful for cultivation. After Cen Ziyan discovered this, he remained calm, held the tea bowl with a calm expression, drank the tea in it in small sips, drew a defensive formation, and immediately began to meditate .

Other monks also threw out their blankets or soft couches, and meditated on the spot, refining the aura they had just absorbed.Only a few disciples of the Asura Sect didn't respond, they still stood dryly, because when Shen Han passed them just now, he secretly said: "Wait a while, I have some wine for you to taste."

The monks seldom drink alcohol. They put all their energy into their cultivation, wishing to give themselves all kinds of magic weapons. After retreating for 80 years, their cultivation base gradually increased, and they broke through the big realms one by one, and then passed the catastrophe and ascended smoothly .However, most of the monks are busy looking for elixir, refining magic weapons, looking for better exercises, joining more powerful sects, and obtaining a place with more spiritual energy to practice. It is too late to be busy with these, who would waste time by drinking.

Unless you were an alcoholic before enlightenment, and you still feel addicted to alcohol after bigu, you will use some spirit fruits to make wine to satisfy your tongue.

The disciples of the Asura Sect have very strict rules, and they are not allowed to drink alcohol, which will affect their practice.But by coincidence, these disciples stood still, watching Shen Han run out with a tray, and several wine cups that were slightly bigger than hawthorn were placed in it.

The rich aroma of the wine mixed with traces of spiritual energy escaped, the pupils of the Asura sect shrank, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the wine glass and drank it down, closing their eyes and saying: "This kind of spiritual wine must not be sold. I will refine the aura in my body first, and then I will talk about it in detail later."

"Okay." Shen Han nodded.

Returning to the tea stand with the tray in his arms, Shen Han put the wine cup into the wooden tub to wash it, then wiped it with a dry cloth and placed it in the basket.Jiao Baiyue stood on the side with her arms folded, and said unhappy: "Xiaohan, they are all outside the tea stand, and I can't go out. This business is really difficult."

"That's right." The yellow dog shook the dog's head, "It's so dangerous outside the tea stand, what if there are bad people? I just think those righteous monks are not pleasing to the eye, or our demon cultivators. Back then, there were countless demon cultivators under the Venerable Venerable. Invincible, decent monks dare not even say a word."

Shen Han shook his head in disapproval and said: "But I haven't encountered any danger every time I go out, and now Abai is my dog, not the Demon Lord."

Hearing what Shen Han said, Jiao Baiyue's eyes darkened, he frowned, and changed the topic: "My real body is still in the reincarnation sect, and I am no longer a demon king. Fenghua Shuang is still loyal to me..."

"There's me, there's me!" The yellow dog hurriedly swung its tail and approached to express its attitude, and then added on its own, "Although my cultivation base is low and I can't help much, I'm still very good at lighting fires. !"

A tree branch flexibly opened the wooden door connecting the backyard and the tea stand, and Mr. Hawthorn's voice came in, "Boss, I also want to drink spirit wine. It smells so good." Mr. Hawthorn has seen many mortals drink alcohol, and he once I drank a little secretly, and every time I finished drinking, the branches, leaves, and roots all over my body were crispy and soft, which was very comfortable.

"Okay, wait a minute." Shen Han hurriedly picked up a wine cup, filled it with wine and brought it to the backyard.

Mr. Hawthorn flexibly held the wine cup with fresh and tender branches, drank in small sips, looked left and right to see if there was no appetizer, then picked a big red hawthorn, rubbed it on his body and stuffed it into his mouth.The whole tree trunk was wrinkled, and Mr. Hawthorn quickly drank the rest of the wine, and said in a soft voice, "The hawthorn is still very sour, oh, it's so sour, but the wine is delicious."

"Then I'll give it to you tomorrow." Shen Han touched the bark of Mr. Hawthorn, squatted down and touched the Ganoderma lucidum under his feet, and returned with the wine cup.Just now Shen Han saw that his and Jiao Baiyue's clothes were almost ready, but they hadn't been embroidered yet, and there were two newly formed belts beside them.

Just like grinding flour, Mr. Hawthorn insists on excellence in everything he does, and the clothes must be the best looking. Not only are the styles exquisite, but also embroidered beautiful patterns on the corners of the clothes. This is a very delicate job. Even if Mr. Hawthorn has many branches, he can only embroider a little every day.

The limp Mr. Hawthorn tree decided to take a nap first. He carefully folded the unfinished clothes and put them aside in the dustpan that Shen Han had prepared long ago. Then the branches slowly unfolded and fell asleep soon.

Shen Han went back to the tea stall to make refreshments. There were a lot of Lingmi cakes sold today, so he decided to make some more.There was usually nothing to do in the afternoon, Jiaobaiyue and Huanggou were drowsy, but Shen Han did not forget the agreement with the disciples of the Asura Sect.

The cultivators outside the tea stall had already refined the spiritual energy they had absorbed. They all opened their eyes at about the same time, and saw that the Asura sect disciples were still meditating and did not dare to disturb them, and left one after another.The monks are also very busy. They either go back to continue meditating, or they are busy doing business to make money.Their cultivation is not enough to support some puppets. If they are advanced monks, they can help them make money by directly taking a few stones to make puppets.

When Shen Han left the tea stand, the disciples of the Asura Sect had just finished meditating. They let out a long breath, put away the magic circle and stood up.One of the stable-looking monks said directly to Shen Han: "Spiritual wine contains a lot of spiritual energy, and it also has the effect of relieving fatigue, which is somewhat better than the effect of Chiyang Ginkgo. Even the monks can’t afford that much money, and they don’t have the corresponding elixir in exchange.”

Another disciple added: "I will experience it myself, and it is indeed the case. I hope the boss will not take it out rashly, so as not to incur a fatal disaster."

"The tea made from the previous Chiyang Baoguo is slightly more expensive to sell." The Shura disciple who spoke earlier paused and continued, "I'm here to thank the boss."

Although the Asura Sect is a demon cultivator, their character is upright, just because the exercises they practice are relatively domineering, and their words and deeds at this time show that they are honest and upright gentlemen.Shen Han is not a fool either, he tilted his head and thought for a while, then opened his mouth and showed a big smile and said, "Thank you."

Several monks looked at each other and immediately got up to leave.

Squatting in the tea stall and seeing Shen Han coming back, Jiao Baiyue hurriedly asked: "How is it?"

"He said not to sell it to monks for the time being." Shen Han then said a little excitedly, "But we can sell it to ordinary people properly? This road is the only way to enter Tengzhou City, and there will always be caravans passing by." He already knew that the previous caravans were all disguised by monks, but Shen Han was still not discouraged, since there is a road ahead, there will always be caravans.

"Xiao Han is so smart!" Jiao Baiyue nodded immediately, "There must be some people in the real caravan who want to drink, and then we will sell a little and charge a higher price."

"Yes." Shen Han nodded in agreement.

The two discussed enthusiastically, the wine brewed by Lingmi is only for their own family to drink for the time being, and they will not be taken out normally.

Drinking a small cup of spirit rice wine every night, the yellow dog will definitely become dizzy immediately, run to lie down on the haystack and stop moving.Shen Han's cheeks were a little red, but he wasn't drunk, and Jiao Baiyue didn't seem to respond at all, he would help Shen Han clean up the tea stand, and went to bed in a hurry.

The quilt is covered with a newly made quilt cover, which feels warm to the touch. It is said that this kind of fabric is impenetrable by water and fire.Jiao Baiyue kissed Shen Han's lips almost fiercely, and he put his hands around the other's body, leaving no space between them.

"Xiaohan, Xiaohan..." Jiao Baiyue repeated his name over and over until her voice was a little hoarse, and finally sighed slightly, hugging Shen Han and closing her eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the spirit rice wine, but the little memory of Jiaobaiyue became clearer and more certain of the truth of the matter.

"Tengzhou is the base camp of the devil, and I can call the monks from all over the world to quell the chaos. If other monks refuse, it will not be easy. We just need to release the news that the treasure of heaven and earth has appeared in Tengzhou City. There are countless monks coming."

"In the present of benevolence and righteousness, mere lies are nothing. We are waiting for the common people of the whole world. If the people of Tengzhou City make a small sacrifice, they will surely be rich and powerful in the next life."

"Heaven will definitely not embarrass me, I am afraid that this luck will belong to me."

"Hahahaha, Jiaobaiyue, I didn't expect that one day you would die at my hands. Countless monks in the entire Tengzhou City buried you with you, which is unprecedented."

He died in the dream, but why did he still have the memory of the first venerable of the demonic way to quell the chaos in Tengzhou City? Which one is true and which one is false?The pretty brows furrowed fiercely, Jiao Baiyue hugged the person in her arms tightly, and whispered: "Xiaohan...Xiaohan..."

After all, a dream is a dream, and when I wake up, it is still reality. Although I don't have any more memories, looking at Shen Han's busy figure, Jiao Baiyue only feels extremely fulfilled. "Xiaohan, I'll roll the skin for you." Jiao Baiyue volunteered.

"Okay." Shen Han showed a happy smile, "Today put a lot of meat."

Getting up early in the morning, Shen Han ran out for a walk, filled the water tank, talked to Mr. Hawthorn for a while, and poured some water for Mr. Zhutong.When running back to the tea stand to make breakfast, Shen Han suddenly remembered that today is the winter solstice, and he wants to eat dumplings and red bean porridge.Because there was no time to make dumplings at noon, Shen Han decided to make dumplings in the morning and Lingmi porridge in the evening, depending on the situation at noon.

Cut the radish into slices, steam in a pot, squeeze out the water with a basket cloth, mix with the minced pork stuffing, and stir vigorously.The homemade flour is very fine, but it is a bit dark, and the dough is smooth and chewy.

Jiaobaiyue rolled the skin and Shen Hanbao, both of them moved very quickly, waiting for the yellow dog to boil the water, just in time for the pot to cook.

When he used to live with the old owner of the tea stand, Shen Han only ate dumplings every year during the Chinese New Year, but he usually left most of the dumplings for the old man to eat, and went to Tengzhou City to go door to door asking for hundreds of meals. After running down the whole morning, he could eat a lot of dumplings, even with Ah Bai, he could eat a little and half full. Those were the happiest days of the year for Shen Han.

"The skin should be thinner and the stuffing bigger, ma'am, put more stuffing. The thinner the dumpling skin, the better." The yellow dog looked at the stove, raised his head and said, "I sneaked into a rich merchant's house and ate it. It was delicious. The dumplings, the taste is really amazing, it is said that the emperor in the world has never eaten such delicious dumplings..."

"Come on, I heard that the emperor eats delicacies from mountains and seas, things that ordinary people have never seen in their lives, and the dumplings they eat must be unusual." Shen Han couldn't help but refute the yellow dog, "I think the dumplings in our country are very good eat."

Nodding the dog's head, the yellow dog took a sip of his saliva, "Ma'am is right, our dumplings are the best."

I packed two whole dustpans and cooked them all. Shen Han ate one and a half plates, Jiao Baiyue ate two plates, Yellow Dog ate two plates, and Mr. Hawthorn Tree in the backyard ate a large plate, but he especially disliked the smell of vinegar. Said that he would rather eat the hawthorn he had grown than be jealous.

Today is the holiday, Shen Han thinks that the rest men probably won't come, they will also rest for a few days every month, and usually they don't go to work in Tengzhou City during the holiday.There was only business around noon, when monks from the Bengshan School and Tianhai School, as well as casual monks, came to the tea stand to finish the refreshments.

Because she couldn't help much, Jiao Baiyue stood at the door of the tea stall and looked out. Looking at it, she found figures in twos and threes appearing on the official road not far away. There were adults, children, and children who couldn't walk. baby.

"Xiaohan, Xiaohan, we have business, there are a lot of people." Jiao Baiyue hurried back to the tea stand, circling around Shen Han, "Xiaohan, do you think I can do this? Can I receive them? Our business today is really Very good."

Looking into the bright eyes of the bright moon, Shen Han nodded vigorously, "Ah Bai looks so good."

With Shen Han's approval, Jiao Baiyue hurried to the door of the tea stall to welcome her.The group of people approached quickly, and the tall men among them were basically familiar faces. They would visit the tea stand every day to drink a bowl of tea.

"That's the guy from the tea stall." One of the Chinese characters explained to the baby in his arms, "the owner of the tea stall is inside, and he looks better than the most beautiful girl in our village." The men's aesthetics may be a bit problematic, I feel that Shen Han with a delicate face is more attractive, while the tall and handsome Jiao Baiyue has an ordinary face.

A stout young woman next to him stretched out her hand to pinch the man, and said angrily, "I'm still here, what kind of dirty words are you talking about!" But when she followed into the tea stand, she sat down on a low stool and saw Shen Han suddenly blushed a little, and stammered: "Then, the boss of the tea stall is really pretty..."

This time it was the man's turn to be speechless.The little baby looked around curiously, but soon he had no time to pay attention to other things, because a piece of Lingmi biscuit was stuffed in his hand, it was so crispy that it was just right for grinding his teeth.

Other men also entered the tea stall one after another, most of them brought their wives and children, and some came with their mothers.The originally small tea stall was packed to the brim in an instant, but everyone didn't care, and the children sat on the laps of the adults if they had no place to sit.

Jiao Baiyue hurried back to serve tea and snacks, and Shen Han even gave each child a piece of Lingmi cake.

Everyone was sitting lively, and one of the Chinese characters said loudly: "We don't have to go to work today, and we are idle, so we come to the tea stand to drink a bowl of tea, and just brought our son and daughter-in-law to recognize the way. If you have a headache, come to the tea stand to buy refreshments."

"You are too straightforward." The woman next to him kicked the Chinese characters and said to Shen Han, "When everyone was sick a few times ago, thanks to the boss's refreshments, we didn't have any valuables in the house, so we just cleaned up casually. send it here."

A small burden was placed on the low table, the men smiled honestly, hurriedly got up and left with their children in their arms, the women followed behind, smiled at Shen Han, and walked out quickly.

No matter what is in this bag, it is a little thought from these mortals, and it also represents a popularity that cannot be underestimated. The tea stall will naturally benefit endlessly.