The metaphysics boss just wants to be a salted fish

The long night was completely over.

The sky outside has turned a faint orange, with the unique fresh air of the morning rushing into the room, dispelling the mist in the room, and penetrating into Bo Nan's nasal cavity, which is a breath completely different from cirrus smoke.

The early birds stretched out their singing voices, hidden in the bushes, and their ethereal chirping echoed in the air.

Bo Nan's thoughts were interrupted by the chirping of birds, and she looked out of the window subconsciously, only to realize that the sky had completely dawned.

Even though he also felt a little tired and tired, accompanied by the familiar slight dizziness, he stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows, then got up and walked to the window to stretch his muscles and bones, he seemed to have been sitting for a long time, his whole body was shaking The bones are like rusted machinery, and every step they take makes a toothache sound.

It was clear and white outside, and the sun had broken free from the night, casting clear light into the world.

Bo Nan was out of focus for a while, and for some reason, he showed a little smile. He turned back to the workbench, picked up a little powder and tasted it in his hand, and then grabbed the jade pendant and directly put it Throw it into the mortar.

Nothing to be sorry about.

Today is different from the past. He has enough time and enough financial resources to slowly test the characteristics of each material. Stardust and sand are rare, and this piece of 'blank paper' is also rare. up.

He still has leisure time, thinking that if he knew it earlier, he would go to a jade carving shop to do machine carving, but it's a pity that he carved the jade materials all night.

After the jade pendant entered, there was no response, no aura, no vision of heaven and earth, just like the most common jade pendant fell into a pile of thick dust, without even a muffled sound.

Bo Nan rested his chin in one hand, and shook the mortar with the other, so that the powder could get on the jade pendant more evenly... If it didn't work, he poured some pickling solution to see if he could start a chemical reaction?

Bo Nan's eyebrows were filled with a smile, as soon as he lost the mortar, he really got up to find the pickling solution. Unfortunately, the Shanghai stock market is not the Suzhou market, and it's not like his house has such neat equipment here. If you find it, you can only give up.

He turned the mortar over, and the stardust sand was still stardust sand, and the jade pendant was jade pendant. Although the jade pendant was stained with some dust, it was the type that could be easily swept away, without any fusion.

Bo Nan fiddled with it a couple of times, and was sure it had failed this time, so he simply poured them back into the stone mortar, flicked his sleeves and went downstairs to make breakfast for Bai Yangui.

That's right, it's Monday today, and Bai Yangui has to become a social animal president who clocks in on time again.

Bai Yangui came down smelling the aroma. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he found that Bo Nan had boiled a big pot of soup. The color of the soup had turned an attractive and clear brown. The smell was unusually strong, but it was not purely meaty. , but the aroma of meat mixed with herbs, which is not unpleasant, but even more tempting.

With a grunt, Bai Yangui looked down at his stomach—it was right, the stomach had its own thoughts, and it really had nothing to do with him. Obviously, he didn't want to touch anything with a strong smell in the morning before. I feel like vomiting when I smell it, but today I can't wait to drink a bowl immediately to relieve my cravings.

Just do what you say, Bai Yangui took a spoon from the side as soon as he rolled his eyes, he didn't care about whether it was hot or not, he didn't even take a bowl, he just took a bite with the spoon, and he was scalded immediately His eyes were tightly closed, but his mouth refused to spit out the soup.

so fresh!

Moreover, there is no fishy smell of meat at all. There are some almost undetectable bitterness of herbs in the soup, but it just suppresses the fishy smell of meat. That bit of bitterness enhances the deliciousness of the soup even more. After swallowing it, I took a big soup bowl from the side and scooped up a big bowl for myself - oh oh oh there are keel and mushrooms under it, absolutely amazing!

He had just filled it halfway, when the spoon in his hand was taken from behind, and Bo Nan stood behind him, sticking to him, and he said with a smile, "You don't like these in the morning?"

There was still a bit of oil on Bai Yangui's mouth, and he looked sideways at Bo Nan: "I'm just... hungry."

Bo Nan took his bowl and drove him out: "Breakfast is on the table for you, and this is for you to drink at noon... After eating all of it, you can only eat in your company's cafeteria at noon... Be careful with your stomach."

Bai Yangui muttered, and glanced at the soup pot resentfully, knowing that what Bo Nan said was right, but he was a little bit reluctant. He took two steps, and suddenly, with evil in his heart, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Bo Nan from the side. Nan's chin left two glossy lip marks on both sides of his cheeks: "Bo Nan, you are so virtuous!"

Bo Nan laughed angrily, he had a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, so he had to laugh and scold him: "You wait for me!"

Bai Yangui slipped away with a smile on his face, and went to eat his breakfast. Bo Nan shook his head dumbfounded, changed to a small bowl and still filled him with a bowl of soup, and returned the rest to the pot to continue to simmer. Then, sent to the restaurant.

Anyway, Bo Yan was sad to eat porridge with pickled mustard. Everyone knows how uncomfortable it is to eat something strong and then eat something bland. His mouth is like drinking plain water. He doesn't feel any rice fragrance at all. A little spicy mustard can also save the tip of his tongue.

Hearing Bo Nan's footsteps, he quickly put on a stern face, making himself look very unhappy - it was a bit childish, but that's what he did.

Before Bai Yangui had time to say anything to Bo Nan, a bowl of soup fell in front of his eyes, and there was a keel with a lot of meat in it, his eyes lit up immediately: "Bo Nan, I really love you to death .”

"It seems that you also love your aunt who cooks?" Bo Nan also sat down.

Hearing this, Bai Yangui glared at him, and was in a hurry to drink the soup again, so he simply ignored Bo Nan. In fact, Bo Nan had already eaten some just now. After all, he couldn't bear it because he hadn't slept all night, so he wasn't in a hurry now. While eating, he picked a chopstick of meat floss and put it in his mouth, but his eyes fell on Bai Yangui, watching him drink the soup with great interest.

Throughout the ages, whenever you spend your time doing something for someone close to you, you always hope that the other party will benefit from it, and it is best to give a few more compliments.Bo Nan is no exception.

Bai Yangui drank half a bowl of soup in one breath, and ate another piece of meat that was stewed so deliciously, his face was full of satisfaction, he swallowed the meat in his mouth, and sighed: "Bo Nan, why are you so clever?" Cooking...is simply unscientific! But it's really delicious! This skill is almost comparable to my mother's!"

Bo Nan said, "Really?"

Bai Yangui raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and whispered, "Actually, I think your cooking is more delicious... My mother has feelings. You don't know that I was caught by her to drink soup when I was young. At that time, I just started to learn, even with our cook as a base, it would be terrible to drink, but she let me drink bowl after bowl."

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, which contained a hint of the unbearable past.

Bo Nan asked, "What about now?"

"It's delicious now..." Bai Yangui gestured: "It's my dad! My dad couldn't take it anymore, so he asked the cook to make up a recipe, strictly down to the specific time and part of the meat, and made a copy for her The recipes are hung on the wall, and my mother followed the scriptures, and it finally tastes much better."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, and said with some emotion: "Don't say it, soup is really a magical thing, you can put anything in it..."

Bo Nan paused and interrupted: "What did you just say?"

Bai Yangui was also taken aback: "What did I say, it's delicious if you put it in?"

"The previous sentence."

"... Soup is a magical thing?"

Bo Nan pulled away the stool and got up, leaned over and kissed him between the eyebrows: "You eat first, I'll go to the studio to make something first, and I'll bring you soup at noon."

Bai Yangui: "... Huh?"

Before the words finished, Bo Nan turned around and left.

Usually Bo Nan is unhurried and carefree, but today, for some reason, in just two seconds, he almost reached the stairs, and in a blink of an eye, he was already on the second floor.

He must have thought of something... Bo Yangui turned his gaze away after he couldn't see Bo Nan's back at all, and honestly drank the porridge after eating the bones.

Bo Nan got up early in the morning to make porridge for him, and he would die if he didn't drink it!

Having a partner is such a joy!

***

Bo Nan entered the studio like a breeze, and the mortar that was just thrown on the table was still lying there. After taking a look, Bo Nan rummaged through Mr. Mi's materials. He remembered seeing a bottle of Root water, should work.

Sure enough, it was flipped over by him.

Rootless water is actually rainwater, but not every time it rains, the water can be used. With the progress of the times, environmental pollution is an inevitable problem. For people like them, rootless water has been especially far away from the city. When it rains on the mountains the rain falls.But it doesn't work every time, it depends on the quality.

Just like this bottle of Mr. Mi, when the lid is opened, there is a clear aura spreading out, and there is also some faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which is considered top grade.

He grabbed the small bottle and went to the workbench, without sitting down, he poured the rootless water into the stone mortar, then took out two pieces of golden sandalwood, and after snapping his fingers, the golden sandalwood ignited There was a little flame, and it began to eat away at the wood with great speed.

The mortar was placed on sandalwood and heated slowly.

What Bai Yangui said made sense. Soup is a magical thing. No matter what ingredients are thrown into the stew, it will produce a good taste. He also came to try whether this ingredient can make a good soup!

Although the stone mortar is cheap, it is really made of stone, and it is not easy to be cracked by fire. The rootless water covered the star dust sand and jade pendant, which are not materials that float when exposed to water. Now they are honestly sinking at the bottom of the mortar. Waiting to be heated.

After being burned by the flame from the beginning to the end, the golden sandalwood turned into pitch-black charcoal. As the charcoal continued to burn, a layer of silver frost appeared on the surface of the charcoal, and at the same time, a strong sandalwood fragrance bloomed in the air.

This is also one of the reasons why Bo Nan chose sandalwood.

Sporadic bubbles emerged from the rootless water in the mortar, climbed up from the bottom, and finally exploded on the surface of the water. Suddenly, the air was filled with the quiet fragrance of plum blossoms.

Bo Nan was not afraid of the heat, and kept leaning slightly to observe the changes in the mortar, causing Mei Xiang to pounce on her face.

Bo Nan took a step back, sat down on the chair, pulled out a cattail fan from the side, and kept fanning, waiting for the moment when the water boiled.

When he sat down, he didn't give up observing the changes in the mortar, but at this moment, he no longer needed to see with the naked eye, and he could feel the subtle changes in the aura just as he was sitting.

The aura that was clear just now is being broken, just like those bubbles that explode silently after reaching the surface of the water. up.

They are kneaded together.

He leaned on the chair, waited for the water to boil three times, then smoked a section of golden sandalwood to make the fire smaller, there was not much water without roots, now a section has gone down, and the fire started to simmer slowly.

The rootless water became less and less, and the tip of the jade pendant was also exposed. The jade that had not been polished before now seemed to have been polished dozens of times, showing a clear and thorough light.

There was a little wind in the hall.

I couldn't tell whether it was caused by the turbulent aura or the breeze coming in and out, but everything seemed so natural.

Bo Nan sat like this for two hours, and he grasped the timing just right. At the moment when the rootless water was completely evaporated, the golden silk sandalwood just happened to burn out the last bit of afterglow. He waited for another half an hour, waiting for the stone mortar Only after the residual temperature of the fire had cooled down completely did I pick it up for inspection.

Inside is still sand is sand, jade is jade, but the difference is that the aura is gone.

It disappeared.

The aura of blood jade and white jade ring mixed in the stardust sand also disappeared.

Bo Nan overturned the mortar, first fine ashes fell out, and then heard a 'ding' sound, a pure white jade pendant fell out of it and fell into the ashes.

Bo Nan took a rag and wiped it carefully. The moment the jade pendant was in his hands, there was a gust of breeze in the hall with the fragrance of plums mixed with sandalwood. Bo Nan paused with his fingertips, Wiped the left half of it.

The left half of the jade pendant shows half a Buddha sitting on a lotus platform, with slender eyebrows and compassionate face, a touch of light pink under the white jade flesh, surrounded by a circle of elegant Dharma wheels, instantly becoming the Buddha's face A touch of aura belonging to "birth" is lit, and further down is the arm of the Buddha, fingers twirling flowers, the Buddha seems to look down, with a smile on his lips.

Its aura is extremely gentle, and it also has a sense of solemnity. It can only be seen here that it is a magic weapon that is not inferior to the yin and yang fish.

Bo Nan wiped the other half again, but the other half was not a Buddha's face, but a ghost's face.It is integrated with the Buddha. At first glance, it is half-smiling and half-angry, with fluttering beard and hair, and a fierce face. A thick sun green floats from obliquely above, and it just ends in the ghost's eyes, which is strange and inexplicable.The hand also changed from a flower to a knife, fork, sword, and halberd, as if he was going to choose someone to eat in the next second.

The aura on this side is just like what it shows, ferocious and monstrous, outrageously cruel.

Bo Nan tried to drive it, tried to drive the Buddha's side, and the soft aura instantly swallowed the ghost's face. After that, it didn't need much effort. Half of the face smiled, no longer so ferocious and terrifying.

Bo Nan tried to drive the ghost side again, the situation immediately reversed, the ferocious aura began to engulf gentleness and compassion, he observed, then frowned again - this speed was much slower than before, not as fast as before The transformation was so quick, and even after the complete transformation was completed, the aura of the ghost face had a faint tendency to be unable to suppress the Buddha face, and the aura was very unstable.

Although it has been converted, there is still a corner that reveals the aura of the Buddha's face.

They are one, but in this way, the power of the ghost face is greatly reduced.

Bo Nan thought about it for a while, and then he figured out what was going on—except for the materials he used, except for the aura of jade itself, which could not distinguish between good and evil, the white jade ring and blood jade were of similar quality, but the rootless water and Jin Sitan belongs to the right side, and although the blood jade is fierce, it cannot be compared with ten, which leads to some differences between the two.

It's simple.

Bo Nan turned the jade pendant over, and took out the Yan Luo Seal from her bosom, carved an extremely small seal on the back of it according to the engraving of the Yan Luo Seal, and then used the Yan Luo Seal to cover it with cinnabar, Taking advantage of the inspiration, the cinnabar was filled into the seal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and condensed into a small red one.

At the moment when the cinnabar was completely restrained, the aura of the ghost face also completely changed.

This jade pendant is called 'one thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon'.

It is very suitable for Mr. Mi.