The winter solstice is here, and it is still snowing heavily in Yujing.

Chen Shu still made mutton soup, which is a tradition of benefiting the country and has become a must-do thing he has every year.

But unlike previous years, this year, I used the best mutton that Huang Daoist was airlifted from Dongzhou. Chen Shu fetched half a pound of Zhicha from his neighbor next door and sent it to Dongzhou for exchange. In terms of value, Zhicha is naturally higher, but Yiguo cannot buy such good mutton and Dongzhou cannot buy Zhicha, which is also considered a kind of exchange between friends. It doesn’t matter whether the price is worth it or not.

Anyway, Chen Shu didn't pay any money.

Hearing that Brother Jiang has been in Yujing these days, he called Brother Jiang and Brother Meng over.

The location is at the neighbor's house next door.

The neighbor surnamed Zhang has already installed a sun pavilion in the yard, the alloy frame and glass roof, the style is not matched, the color is not matched, and the ugly is even more ugly, but it took her several months of salary, and in this heavy snowy weather, it can block the rain and snow.

There is an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the Sunshine Pavilion, a spiritual stove on the table, an iron basin pot, a milky white mutton soup base, a little white radish slices, and seven or eight kilograms of mutton and mutton mixed in it. It is still served with Chen Shu’s homemade bath pickles to relieve greasiness, and two large baskets of pea tips are used as hot dishes.

"Grandma, how much disturbing it."

"Hey, don't talk about those, it seems a bit different." Zhang Yogurt pulled the corners of his mouth, "Just call him grandma."

"Good morning, grandma, senior sister."

"You're still good."

With Brother Jiang and Meng coming together, the courtyard became lively. This should be the most crowded time in her family since the neighbor surnamed Zhang moved here. The chill caused by the heavy snowy day seemed to have been dispelled.

"Why haven't Chen Banxia come yet?"

Chen Shu stretched out his neck and looked outside, then opened fire: "I'll start the fire first. If she doesn't come, let's eat first. There is no need to wait for her."

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a sound of a door slap next door.

Zhang Yogurt grinned and stretched his neck to shout at the other side:

"Here!"

"oh oh!"

Chen Banxia followed the customs in winter, wrapped in a thick down jacket, a hood of clothes, and a circle of hair on the hat. At this time, she was covered with snowflakes. After she pushed open the door, she shrank her neck, lowered her head and trotted in, adding another string of footprints to the yard.

"How did you arrive?" Chen Shu said to her.

"I've slept, and I'm going to buy this for you again. It's too late. I've been shopping in the market for two rounds before I bought it." Chen Banxia raised her arm, her hand retracted into her sleeves, carrying a large bag of fried dough sticks, "Take it."

"Sit down."

Chen Banxia was added to the audience, and there was just seven people and one cat. The little girl and Lord Taozi sat on the side, and there was only a seat next to her little sister.

"These are my two roommates. This one looks like a woman, named Meng Chunqiu, and this one with a round face, named Jiang Lai." Chen Shu introduced to Chen Banxia, ​​and then said to Meng Chunqiu and Jiang, "This is my sister, named Chen Banxia, ​​to add some pressure to you. Well, she is now the teacher of our school."

"Hello teacher!"

Meng Chunqiu felt awe-inspiring.

"Hello teacher..."

Jiang Lai was nervous.

Chen Shu smiled. Sure enough, everyone who has been a student has a respect for the teacher.

"Eat and eat."

Chen Shu immediately asked everyone to start eating: "It was originally cooked, so you can eat it after boiling it a little hot. Then let's turn to low heat and keep it warm, otherwise the soup will cool down halfway through the day."

"Um"

Meng Chunqiu just tasted the soup, and narrowed his eyes and praised: "I heard Brother Jiang say last year that he ate your mutton soup once in his freshman year. Later, the mutton soup I brought him back from the palace was not as good as that day. I thought it was his psychological effect. I tasted it today and it turned out to be more delicious."

"How long has it been?" Chen Shu said with a smile.

"It's been four years, but Brother Jiang has always remembered it." Meng Chunqiu said, "It can be seen how deep the impression he left on Brother Jiang at the beginning."

"Yeah." Jiang Lai nodded repeatedly.

"This is the traditional practice of the Holy Ancestor back then," said Chen Shu.

"So that's it." Meng Chunqiu paused and aimed at the fried dough sticks brought by Chen Banxia, ​​"But what does this fried dough stick mean?"

"I know!"

Zhang Yogurt answered enthusiastically, almost raising his hand: "You tear the fried dough sticks into pieces and put them in the mutton soup. When the fried dough sticks suck the mutton soup and become soft, you will know how delicious this thing is."

After saying that, his face was full of pride for knowing a new knowledge point.

"There is still a way to eat it?"

"I also know it from them when Chen Shu invented it!"

"I didn't invent it either."

"It's delicious anyway!" Zhang Yogurt looked amused, "You guys try it quickly, try it quickly, and this kimchi is super delicious."

"good!"

"Brother Jiang, how is your paper written?" Chen Shu glanced at Jiang Lai.

"I... haven't written it yet," said Jiang.

"It's winter vacation soon."

"Where are you, Brother Chen?"

"I……"

Chen Shu's eyes rolled: "I've finished writing it."

"ah?"

"What? I've finished writing a long time ago." Chen Shu said, "You haven't written it yet. You can't even get there when the time comes."

“…”

Jiang Lai lowered his head, and pressure arose.

Only Qingqing looked at him lightly, said nothing, and continued to dip the mutton into the dry dish, and then ate kimchi after eating.

"By the way"

Chen Shu said to Jiang again: "When will you play in the final of the Martial King Tournament?"

"Early the twelfth lunar month."

"Where are you?"

"It's in Yujing." Jiang Lai lowered his head and ate the meat. "After the beating, I'll be ready to advance to the seventh level. I'll try to finish the paper before the New Year."

"You are all at the seventh level..." Meng Chunqiu's expression was complicated, "I have just been promoted to the sixth level, and I have used the strange beast pill. If I don't use the strange beast pill, I can't be promoted so smoothly."

Hearing this, the little girl who was originally focused on drinking soup immediately raised her head and looked at Meng Chunqiu with a burning look: "What is the strange beast pill?"

"Oh, it is the essence left behind by the natural death of high-level alien beasts. It is used to help the promotion of descendants and has a certain effect on humans." Meng Chunqiu explained to the little girl in a gentle tone, "It's just that because we have a good relationship with alien beasts and this thing is rare, most people don't know."

Just pause: "Don't just talk about it when you know."

"Okay." The little girl still stared at him with a serious face, "So how can I get the strange beast pill?"

“That’s not easy.”

"I've prepared it for you." Chen Shu said with a few slices of meat, "But it's already for my sister. My sister said she keeps it for you and will give it to you in the future."

"?"

The little girl frowned tightly, then was silent for two seconds, and then continued to look at Meng Chunqiu: "So how can I get the strange beast pill again?"

“It’s very difficult.”

Meng Chunqiu shook his head while eating. He always swallowed it before speaking: "Generally speaking, either you can only pick it up from the forbidden area, or you can have a good relationship with major top sects or royal families and get gifts from them. Other methods are not realistic, at least it is not possible to rob it forcibly."

“…”

The little girl lowered her head and fell deeply silent. She only picked up another piece of meat for Lord Taozi.

The little sister duo on the other side lowered their heads and ate hard. One of them clutched meat and tasted the deliciousness of Dongzhou mutton, and the other one was crazy hot pea tips. The hot pea tips were tender and smooth, and were stained with mutton soup, which was also rare in the world, which made Chen Shu unable to help but compete with her.

It was still snowing outside.

After lunch, Brother Jiang and Meng left in the snow, while Chen Banxia stayed at the little sister's house.

Chen Shu stood under the eaves, watching the little girl holding a bowl and walking between Zhang Yogurt's pavilion and his own kitchen. The wind and snow were everywhere. Inexplicably, he remembered a group member. The group member was like Brother Jiang. The first mutton soup in his life was made by himself.

Too much done that day.

I wonder how he is now and is still alive?

If he is still alive, when he eats mutton soup this winter solstice, would he feel that it is not as delicious as the bowl of the past?

If I were still in Duqin, I might not have mutton soup?

Seeing that Cao Ci was about to become a god, the Bodhisattvas who responded to the robbery had been fusion for more than a year. The direction of the forbidden area always shone with Buddha light at night, and their group of Sha Trench members were also promoted to higher levels one by one, and the key figures had appeared one by one. Where is this group member?

When Chen Shu withdrew his gaze, he saw that the little girl started to massage her back and legs in order to get the seventh-level alien beast pill from her sister, and she looked frustrated.

My sister was expressionless and enjoyed quietly.

Sometimes I also pick on the faults.
To be continued...