"The Master said that only thin batches, wine, sauce and pepper are used in the mountains. Put them on the table with a breeze stove, use half a tart of water, wait for a cup of soup to be heard, and then divide them into chopsticks, and let them put them in the soup and cook them. Then, they can use juice to serve as food at will."

This is the first documentary record of the ancients after the formation of hot pot. In the Wei and Jin Dynasties, there was obviously no hot pot. In Wang Ningzhi's view, during the sacrifice, "beat the bell and set the tripod" and eat it, that is, everyone gathered around the tripod, put beef, mutton and other food into the tripod and cooked it and shared it. It was considered the prototype of hot pot, but at this time there were far less rich seasonings and ingredients from later generations.

But it is not difficult for him to make him feel that hot pot is the easiest to enjoy and suitable for ordinary people. It does not require particularly difficult seasonings, peppers, peppers, spices, etc. At this time, Wang Ningzhi said, and Guo Shisi recorded it while taking live water, boiling it into soup, and serving it with strong wine. This is the bottom of the pot. After he tasted it, he told the servant to scatter and call people in each room... Hot pot is eaten enthusiastically, and one person cannot be fresh at all. Besides, Wang Ningzhi did not intend to hide it, so he simply went to each room to call people. If you are interested, come over, and if you are not interested, it would be fine.

So after he worked in the kitchen for a long time, he asked the servants to arrange the necessary arrangements in the courtyard of the second bedroom. He looked up and was startled, and he was shocked. He was so angry that he could all get into a family dinner... or it could be called a family dinner.

It was already dusk and the light was dim. After the servants took the light, there was a light in the yard. Wang Ningzhi and Xie Daoyun called everyone to take their seats. What surprised them was that not only were the younger brothers and sisters from each room coming, but even their parents Wang Xizhi and Xi Xuan came over, and even brought Wang Xian and his wife. This way, there were a lot of people coming. Wang Ningzhi called Guo Shisi to split two pots and made them into three tables.

After everything was done, he ordered the maid to fill the newly brewed wine, raised the wine glass, and he stood up and said with a smile: "Everyone may be surprised. What kind of delicious food can be asked to call everyone. This is not an ordinary cooking, but it is not troublesome. You can try it first. If you think it is delicious, then call it to your kitchen and let Guo Shisi teach them. In the future, you can still find it by touching and eating it..."

There were a lot of people, but the atmosphere became hot. Everyone here was close to blood. Although the Wang family did not often have dinner together, they were familiar with each other and did not need to follow the rules. Wang Ningzhi demonstrated that after the soup in the pot boiled, people were asked to move the ingredients over. The ingredients were very rich, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and even live shrimps and mutton, supplemented with seasonal vegetables. Take a little of each and put it in the pot. After a moment, the sliced ​​mutton was cooked. He personally gave two slices of mutton to a bowl with Wang Xizhi and Xi Xuan.

"Father, mother, how about trying it?"

Wang Xizhi and Xi Xuan tasted it separately, and were so hot that it became hot. Especially Wang Ningzhi put spicy food. After eating a piece of mutton, he felt very refreshed... Wang Xizhi wiped the sweat with a handkerchief and smiled at everyone, "This thing is very good, spicy and delicious, everyone should eat it..."

Then he specifically said to Wang Ningzhi: "I didn't know that Shuping could also tinker with the fresh way of eating hot pot."

Wang Ningzhi, who was sitting under Wang Xizhi, replied, "I thought the weather was getting colder and colder. If it snowed, eating some hot food would be more satisfying. So he deduced it from the saying "beating the bell and releasing the tripod" and tried it several times before he came up with the finished product..."

"I guess it's related to evolution and evolution. Is the second brother a poet? Let me tell you it?"

The group of people who were eating happily were happy and ignored the custom of "no food" directly. Xi Daomao sat next to Xi Xuan. When he heard Wang Ningzhi say this, he thought that in the past, he would always be amused by his various wrong poems when playing chess with Wang Ningzhi, so he simply started to joking.

"Yes, my second brother has the most distorted poems, why not say the previous one?" Most of the younger brothers and sisters were in class in school. When they heard Xi Daomao's malicious jokes, they hurriedly cater to Wang Ningzhi and turned their eyes to Wang Ningzhi.

Wang Ningzhi waved his hand quickly: "You are making things difficult for me, and you can have a good time. Why bother me to recite poems? You all know that I only know a few wrong poems, second brother."

"A crooked poem is enough. Besides, after hearing this, the manuscript should have been in his belly, right?" Xie Daoyun also smiled at Wang Ningzhi, and reached out to wipe the sweat off Wang Ningzhi's forehead with a handkerchief.

"Since my wife said so, then I will..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ningzhi saw the people walking from outside. He seemed to be shocked when he saw so many people gathering here. He hesitated and didn't know whether he should come in. He made a decision immediately, so he stood up and waved his hand, and said to the person at the table: "I'll talk about it later. I'll handle the matter first..."

Obviously, memorizing poetry comes at a price. He doesn’t have many poems in his memory, not to mention five-character poems with fixed propositions. He just had a vague impression in his mind, and it was unlikely that he would memorize it suddenly, so he simply ran away.

Suddenly it attracted a lot of sneer, and even his mother Xi Xuan looked at him with a smile.

After entering the study room, he listened carefully to Chen Quan and the others' reports. There was not much, but he frowned.

"Li Linghuai went to Yixing again and called the soldiers to help... County Prison? Could it be that there were clues for those corpses?" At first, Wang Ningzhi, who did not think that Li Linghuai was also starting to doubt himself. Could it be that he had read it wrong? Or did Li Linghuai meet the conditions with some people, and he remained silent, "It seems that this way, it may be detrimental to me next... Was that person safely gone?"

"He has left safely. The Taoist on the beach has heard news and watched them leave on a boat with his own eyes." Chen Quan, who was in charge of this matter, replied hurriedly, and then said, "Erlang, there is another thing that needs to be told to you."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"There were three villages on the other side of the sea. Due to the hurricane, a village was formed under the planning of the Wushu. Perhaps because of Erlang's decree, they were grateful, so... they carved a large wooden statue of Erlang and worshipped them as gods all day long. They only did things after the worship. This..."

"There is such a thing?" Wang Ningzhi was stunned. He was carved into a wooden image and worshipped all day long. He also heard of such objects, but those people were undoubtedly great men who had made great achievements or had died for a long time. However, he did not expect that he would be sought after just a disaster relief, which made him laugh and cry, and his mind was a little confused. However, after all, one thing was certain, and the impact was not bad. He could only signal himself to understand, and then explain various things and send them away.

Wang Ningzhi did not forget these divisions. Before sending them away, he caught Guo Shisi and asked him to teach these divisions the way to cook hot pot. Taoist, the weather gradually became colder, and hot pot is undoubtedly a very enjoyable delicacy. It can be steaming to dispel the cold and easy to make. Speaking of which, it is also beneficial to the people if it is spread through the mouth of these divisions.

After the explanation, he returned to his seat, looked at the people next to him who looked at him, coughed twice, and said helplessly: "Yes, right, isn't it just a wrong poem? Let me think about it, okay, just let it be... Green ant fresh wine, red mud stove, the sky is about to snow, can you drink a glass without a drink?"

The noisy sound became quiet. After a while, Wang Xizhi exclaimed: "Good poem."

"Oh, it's not a wicked poem." Xi Daomao's face was blushing, his body was crooked, and he had already taken off the coat he covered, revealing his delicate figure, half-tilted into Xi Xuan's arms, only a small face was revealed, "It's just the second brother, this seems to be a poem to persuade people to drink... Are you trying to persuade people to drink?"

"Yes, but I'm trying to persuade the official slave to drink some, you are not allowed to drink."

Wang Xianzhi, who was eating meat, felt Xi Daomao's fierce gaze and hurriedly shook his head: "I can't drink..."

"I'll drink for you." Blinking his eyes, Xi Daomao raised his smooth chin at Wang Ningzhi, "Hmph!"

...

Unlike the lively place here, not far from the Wang family farm in the Wang Xizhi lineage in Shanyin County, there is a large mansion, which is quite deserted. The blue smoke that only occasionally appears floats up and gradually dissipates in the air.

There is a wind blowing through the treetops at night, causing the dense branches around to shake, and the leaves to ring together quickly. The moon has appeared in the sky. A shallow crescent moon is very light and shallow, emitting a cold light.

When the moonlight pours down, you can see the smoke from cooking, but very little, and most people have eaten.

The people living here are now the Wang family's troops, but in retrospect, they are mostly refugees. They used to be entrenched in Kuaiji County with the refugee general Xu Heng, and they were also a relatively powerful army... Now the number has decreased a lot. Unlike the initial suspicion, they live a good life now, and Wang Ningzhi has paid more and more attention to it, and has improved a lot in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

There were constant voices in a room in the center of the house, and there were the leaders of this group of people. Liu Hu and Ge Shun were the speakers. Since Han Ziwen died, they were the leaders of this group of people. They could not say who was bigger or smaller. In short, if Wang Ningzhi explained the matter, they were both over.

"...Okay, let's get there. In short, remember that tomorrow is the time when Xu Shuai comes back. Xu Shuai will still lead us... Let's break up. It's too late. If you don't have time to eat, you'll have to go out as soon as possible tomorrow." Ge Shun waved his hand and asked the big and big leaders to go out, but called alone, "Fang Ming, his face is so ugly, and he has a fight with his brother and sister again?"

The leaders of all sizes dispersed, and even Liu Hu nodded and told him to go back for dinner, leaving only Ge Shun and Fang Ming behind.

Fang Ming was a thin man with a gloomy face and a little thin dress. The door was opened and the cool breeze blew in, which made him tremble subconsciously and whisper: "Don't mention it, I'll have to rest sooner or later. The weather is getting colder, and I don't even make a piece of clothes for me."

"If you don't have clothes to protect the cold, just take a few pieces from me. This day it's getting colder and colder, and your brother and sister are not right. No matter how quarrels, you don't even have clothes. So do you. Don't mention divorce from your wife. I'll let your sister-in-law talk to you tomorrow..." Ge Shun patted Fang Ming's shoulder and looked at this man. Although he said this, his face was still ugly, as if he had encountered something terrible, but he didn't take it to heart. He just thought that this brother didn't want to go home to face his wife and children.

"No, no need." Fang Ming stammered, looking at Ge Shun, although his body was trembling, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, his lips moved, and after a while, he stood up and said, "Brother, you have a rest earlier, I'm going back."

"Okay, slow down."

Ge Shun sent Fang Ming out and looked at the thin figure mingling into the darkness. Then he sighed and turned back to the house. Unlike Fang Ming, his family was harmonious and beautiful, and he was valued by Wang Ningzhi. With his personality and other reasons, he did not suffer too much. He was just thinking about asking his wife to come over to Fang Ming's wife tomorrow and said, "It's not a good thing to keep having conflicts."

But he didn't know that Fang Ming, who he thought he was going home, walked a long way and turned the corner, did not walk towards his home. He just wandered around the door for a while, frowned tightly, and his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists from time to time. Then, as if he had made a very important decision, he stomped his feet in the open space at the door, then bent down and ran to the distance carefully.

The house is not small, and almost every house lives with people, but they are all former refugee soldiers. Fang Ming is still a leader. He occasionally encounters him, nods and says a few words, but he won’t doubt anything. In this way, Fang Ming came to a remote corner, which is the gap between two houses. Because it is too remote, no one lives here.

He stopped here, hugged in the darkness, and then slammed his elbow into the wall.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The dull sound spread far away in the night. After he knocked it, soon there was a thud of thuds outside. Then a rope was thrown in from outside. He grabbed the rope, tried it, and then quickly climbed out.

Bang!

Fang Ming fell outside the wall and shuddered. Seeing a circle of black shadows around him, he hurriedly said, "It's me, Fang Ming."

The dark shadows dispersed, and a seemingly leader came out from it and asked, "Why are you the only one, your wife and children? Did you say you were discovered?"

"I was not discovered, just... I was the only one. I thought about it. I left with you, just ask you to provide me with a good way out. As for my wife and children..." Fang Ming hesitated for a moment, looked back, but there was only a cold wall. "It is not convenient to bring them out, for fear that they will be suspicious... Don't worry, I didn't tell them that even if they were discovered, they would suffer at most and would not be in danger of their lives. I just hope to help them if they have a way out in the future."

"So you are the only one? Let me make sure that when Han Ziwen is still alive, are you a confidant? He knows everything about him?" asked the man in black.

"Yes, I know everything, even I know how many moles there are on his back."
Chapter completed!