“Where is steaming?”

“Where is the fried food?”

"Or braised?"

Xu Ping'an looked at most of the dragon body standing above the small boat with a serious look, and his index finger pressed against his chin and thought seriously.

In Journey to the West that I have read in my previous life, I always mention the wonderfulness of dragon liver and phoenix marrow. I didn’t expect that I could still try the blessings of my master in this life.

"As the saying goes, dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground, donkey meat rolls, gods can't stand firmly. This dragon meat, well, let's boil a hot pot first!"

"After all, a lean dragon is bigger than a pig!"

"I think the rest is to eat slowly in different ways, and I can probably eat it for the New Year, which just saves money on buying New Year's pigs."

Xu Ping'an touched his shriveled belly, thinking about the taste of hot pot in his previous life, and subconsciously swallowed, feeling like an arrow.

The wooden boats sailed through the wind and waves and flowed down the river faster than when they came. Fortunately, the rain was rainy and foggy, and the river surface was already misty, and it did not attract the attention of the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

It was only noon when I returned to the courtyard.

Pushing open the wooden door, his master was still sleeping soundly as usual. I thought that the battle with the dragon last night was quite exhausting. Xu Ping'an did not disturb him rashly and walked out of the yard silently to prepare for cooking the dragon meat.

Speaking of which, the evil dragon is strange. The cut-out has been covered with a layer of fascia, and no drop of blood is leached out. Ordinary shrimps and crabs dare not approach them, and there is no possibility of rotting.

Xu Ping'an simply sank most of the dragon under the pavilion by the river. He was already very hidden under the pavilion and was not afraid of thieves' concerns. It was convenient to pick up meat when hot pot in the pavilion at night.

After handling the meat, Xu Ping'an walked towards the town. When he passed by the mutton stall, he did not see the lean man with half-skinned clothes, and there was no meat on the chopping board.

"Brother Liu, are you here?"

Xu Ping'an remembered that he had let go of other people's pigeons this morning, which made people lose their minds in doing business and there was no trace by the river, so he apologized to knock on the door of Liu Er's house.

"Brother Xu?"

"Quick, come in!"

After a while, Liu Er responded, pushed open the door and looked around for a while, and then he saw that no one was around and then dragged Xu Ping'an into the house in a daze.

"Brother Liu, yesterday's appointment..."

"Stop!"

"When talking about this, I, Liu Er, have to thank you very much!"

Liu Er looked at Xu Ping'an with an apology and waved his hand. The latter was a little confused. Is this the butcher who regarded wealth as his life in his impression?

"hey-hey!"

"Brother Xu, I don't know anything."

"Early this morning, Liu Er, I ran to the river to wait for you with a fish basket, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I was a little impatient to wait, so I went to touch my shrimps by myself."

"But I haven't gained anything for a long time, so I ran to a shallow downstream to prepare for luck, and accidentally hit a large fish pond not far from the shore." Liu Er was already smiling when he said this.

"To be honest, God is also open-minded. I, Liu Er, should have made a fortune. The old man who raises fish is closed and I don't know the current upstream market."

"Although it is much more expensive than usual, according to the current market, I, Liu Er, will not make a fortune this time?" Liu Er put his fingers on his fingers for a long time, and smiled so hard that his mouth was almost at the back of his ears.

"Brother Liu, have this fish been sent?"

Xu Ping'an hesitated for a while and asked.

"Hehe, is it not appropriate for your brother Liu to do things?"

As soon as Liu Er lifted the curtain, a fishy smell came to his face. The big stone tank that had originally stored water was already filled with fresh fish, and was thrusting hard. Even the kimchi tank was filled with a few, turning the eyes of the dead fish.

"this……"

"Although Brother Liu's money is good, I'll put it in my pocket."

Xu Ping'an remembered the half of the dragon body buried under the pavilion and advised embarrassedly, "You must know that Zhejiang has been a land where thousands of sails compete for the flow since ancient times. Once the evil dragon is eliminated, the most important thing is fish products from all over the world."

"Well, it's the reason that Brother Xu said. If you go there in two days, my brother will take advantage of the market conditions and sell the fish in his hand."

"After all, the house deed must be redeemed earlier."

Liu Er muttered to himself when he heard the sound.

"Deed?"

Xu Ping'an said in surprise.

"Have a way to make a fortune,"

"Of course, I can't lose my brother."

Liu Er patted Xu Ping'an on the shoulder and said, "Yun Tiandao."

"Come on, Brother Xu, you can try it too!"

After saying that,

Liu Er picked out a fresh fish and pulled out a sharp knife from his back. In just a few breaths, dozens of pieces of raw fish were added to the chopping board.

"We will try the way Japanese people eat today."

He didn't care about it either. Liu Er picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Xu Ping'an looked at the raw river fish and wanted to say something but stopped. But after thinking about it, he still followed suit and twisted it.

Looking closely, the fish fillet was as thin as a cicada's wings. When it was raised, there was light passing through it. The entrance was even rare. It was not too much earthy but had a faint smell of blood. I don't know if the knife was too fast or the person holding the knife had killed too many people.

As for this amazing skill, I just heard Brother Liu blow it after he was drunk. He had been in the slaughtering shop in the border town in the early years. At the peak, he carried two pig-killing knives from inside to outside the house, just like chopping melons and vegetables, from dawn to dusk, and the knife was curled, and then he gave up.

After that, he became famous in the battle and became the leader of the local slaughter shop. Now he is only in his thirties, but in the early years he was really working too much and could not bear it anymore. He didn't want to occupy the pit and not poop, so he returned to his hometown.

"Brother Liu!"

"Um?"

"In a few days, if your brother comes to find you."

"If you can, just hide..."

Xu Ping'an remembered the Liu Da, who was always carrying a sharp knife and slaughtering pigs and dogs in the town next to him, and was big and round, patted Liu Er on the shoulder and sighed earnestly.

Leave the meat stall,

"Forget it, go to the stove earlier."

"At worst, I can catch fish in the back, how many more are he?"

Xu Ping'an felt a little uncomfortable when he carried the two crucian carp given by Liu Er. After all, Brother Liu was not only a little greedy, snobbish, and a little sarcastic, but also a good person.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

In the blacksmith shop,

A thin old man was working hard to make a blacksmith. The carbon fire was burning strongly underneath, and a heat could be felt from a distance.

"Grandpa Pei!"

Xu Ping'an greeted him warmly. The old man in front of him had excellent skills, but he had a weird temper and was very stubborn. He was one of the few people in the town who could match his master's temperament.

"You boy, what new things are there this time?

"Take it out quickly and open my eyes to the old man!"

Seeing the person standing outside the blacksmith shop, Old Man Pei wiped the sweat stains on his body, and was not polite, and said directly to Xu Ping'an.

"I'm sorry Grandpa Pei."

"Seven taels!"

Xu Ping'an hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth and said, "After all, I have to stool meat tonight, and eating is a big deal in the eyes of the master, and I can't be too petty."

"I have received patronage from Xu Langjun and collected a total of three cents."

“Credit!”

Xu Ping'an also knew that some Nanchun stew brewing process was complicated, so the price was fair, but because he was short of money, he had to pay on credit.

The dragon under the pavilion is quite valuable, but after reading the masterpiece "The Weakness of Human Nature" in the previous life, I also understood the truth that wealth is not exposed.

"Xu Langjun was born with a good baby, but unfortunately his family was poor, so he had to become a disciple of a madman. He painted the door god and the Kitchen God in this countryside to make a living. Otherwise, if he went to Lin'an City to study, if he had something to gain, he would not know how many girls would fall in love with..."

Miss Liu'er looked at Xu Ping'an's thin back and said, although she was sorry for her words, she didn't know what she thought of, and could not hide the joy between her eyebrows.

"Shopkeeper, Liu'er will quit snacks in the future and save more money. If he gets married in the future, he can also give his husband's subsidy, so that Liu'er's future husband can drink whenever he wants to drink, and eat meat when he wants to eat!"

“It’s easy to make people laugh on credit!”

Looking at the empty street corner, Miss Liu'er waved her fist, raised her head and spoke to her shopkeeper, her white and tender little face full of serious expressions.

"Ah, our little Liu'er, do you want to get married?"

"shame!"

"But among us sisters, you look the most charming. You have been with the lady for a long time and are proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. No matter how you have to marry a capable person, right?" The older girl behind her smiled.

"You stupid girl..."

When the shopkeeper Hongjiang also pointed at the sound, he spat on Miss Liu'er's forehead, but he didn't even point it out. He calculated the day, and the vernal equinox was approaching, which was the time for all things to revive.

If he really was just a master who was selling portraits of the door god and the kitchen prince, Liu'er's marriage to him could only be considered a marriage, and it was a happy event that the smoke from his ancestral grave was coming from.

But, I am only afraid that things in the world will not go as expected.
Chapter completed!