Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 368 [Three Brothers Onion, Ginger and Garlic]

   "I love my wife, can't I!" The other party was a little embarrassed, and immediately changed the subject, "But when I went out this time, I heard a joke, which has something to do with the origin of the onion, ginger, and garlic. It is said that it is quite old."

"oh?"

After all, the other party is a customer of his own shop at the moment, so it is not good to force him too much. Of course, it may also be because the wife of the shopkeeper Zhao next to him gave him a hard look, so the shopkeeper did not continue to tease him, but raised his eyebrows and said to the local diner :

   "What joke, tell me? I have been cooking for many years, but I have never heard of such a thing. If you tell it well, I will add half a glass of rice wine to you."

   "Hey, if there is a lottery, I will cheer up."

  The other party’s tone instantly became excited, and he put the chopsticks on the table, resting the tip of the chopsticks on the edge of the plate, and began to tell the joke he had heard:

"It is said that there are no green onions, ginger, and garlic in this world. People can only use mustard, pepper, sugar, black bean sauce, and rice vinegar for seasoning. Cooking, especially stewed fish stew, is far less convenient and delicious than it is now. , and often can only be stewed until it becomes pulpy in order to get rid of evil spirits.”

"As a result, there was a disaster in the world one year. There was a severe drought in the north and floods in the south. The people in the world were not living well. They lacked food and clothing and struggled to survive. Disasters occurred in various places at the same time. Dial it where there is no disaster."

"The Central Plains, Jiangnan, Northwest, and Southwest have not escaped. Only Shu has surplus grain, but it is too difficult to transport it out. The land in southern Xinjiang is scarce and difficult to cultivate, and it is only enough for oneself. Although we try our best to transport it out A little bit, but it’s not enough.”

   "Therefore, a mountain **** stood on the top of the peak and looked around, and found that the world was so miserable. He couldn't bear the surprise, so he packed two treasures and flew to the place where the north and the south meet, and began to eliminate disasters and relieve disasters."

"He turned into an old man with a big gourd on his back. The gourd is a treasure that can hold three rivers and five seas and turn the turbid waves into clean ones. The fairy who turned into an old man also carried a vegetable meat pie and a steamed rice cake, Walking in the mortal world. There are disaster victims everywhere in the world, he just walks around, looking for the place where the disaster victims gather."

"In places where floods gather, he lifts the gourd to **** in all the floodwater and expose it to the ground; in places where drought ravages, he finds dry lakes, rivers and canals, and lowers the gourd heavily, and clean water comes out. , instantly filling the inside.”

"And every time he goes to a place, he first distributes the vegetable meat pies and steamed rice cakes in his hand to the victims. Those who like rice in the south will give rice cakes, and those in the north who like noodles will give pancakes. And strangely speaking, this pancake No matter how you divide the cakes, you can't finish them, everyone can eat enough, and there is no loss of cakes and cakes."

"In the end there was a family, three brothers, who were originally small landlords, but all the land was destroyed by the disaster, and they became victims of the disaster. They are usually used to stealing and plundering. After eating the food given by the old man transformed by the gods, they moved. Mind, I have taken a fancy to the treasure in his hand."

"After all, the cakes and cakes that can't be eaten are priceless treasures. They haven't seen the power of the gourd, but it should be a good thing. So they thought of a knife, Follow up."

"When we arrived at a remote place, the three brothers rushed up together and knocked the old man down, and then began to rob. The eldest went to strip his clothes and grab his luggage, the second picked up a stone and wanted to hit the old man on the head, and the third picked up a knife and looked at his feet. Cut. As a result, the gods were furious, and the three brothers turned into plants at that time."

"The first one has become a green onion, so from then on, people always peel the onion first; the second one has become garlic, and since then, people like to eat garlic with a knife and a small garlic mallet; the third one has become Ginger was removed, and since then people have always cut **** from the end.”

   After finishing speaking, the diner picked up the chopsticks again, happily picked up a piece of fungus, and put it in his mouth to chew.

   There were still a few people in the room, and they all put down their chopsticks quietly, listening to the story without interjection. The owner of the store also stood quietly, only Fang Chang sat in front, eating fish and sausages without making any noise—he was also listening to the story.

   "That's great! Old Wu, your story is more interesting than the storyteller's!"

  A diner came back to his senses. He obviously knew the diner who told the story, so he raised his thumb and praised.

  The storyteller diner surnamed Wu smiled complacently, and then began to be humble: "Hey, I've heard about it from other places."

  The shopkeeper silently walked aside, took out a small cup filled with self-brewed rice wine, and gently carried it over:

   "It's really good, this is the promised wine."

  The diner surnamed Wu was very happy, took a sip and took a sip: "It's really delicious. I usually don't have the money to buy this drink."

  A diner next to him teased him: "Is it because your wife is too strict, so you don't give pocket money? Or will you be kicked when you go back smelling of alcohol? Or both?"

   The diner surnamed Wu didn't care, and poked his neck as a disdainful response, so everyone laughed.

   Instead, the shopkeeper praised:

"What he told is not a joke, it's a really good story, and it's meant to teach people not to do evil things. I'm going to tell my precious grandson tonight and let him listen carefully." Everyone nodded. I agreed, and also said that I would go back and tell my family.

  The owner turned his head and suddenly saw the gourd on Fang Chang's waist, so he made a joke:

   "This guest officer is also wearing a gourd, isn't he as magical as the fairy in the story? Can hold three rivers and five seas, and can turn turbid waves into clear ones? Haha."

   Fang Chang smiled, took off the gourd, lifted it up and shook it:

   "Just gourds for wine."

  The shopkeeper smiled, and bowed slightly to apologize, saying that it was just a joke.

  Fang Chang naturally didn't care, he had already eaten all the fish and meat on the plate at this time, and didn't add any more rice.

  Tie the gourd back to his waist, take out two hanging copper coins, and pay the bill to the shopkeeper. Fang Chang tidied up the backpack and Lingquan sword behind his back, and asked the shopkeeper Zhao:

   "Shopkeeper, how do I go south from here? Where does it go?"

"The guest officer is going to the south?" The shopkeeper was lost in thought, then shook his head and said: "That's not easy to go, let alone the main road, there are almost no small roads, and the official road at the gate turns to the west. The guest Sir, look-"

  He pointed out the window, and the mountains in the distance said:

"That mountain is Bayun Mountain. It is extremely high, difficult to cross, and extremely steep. There is no way to go there. Even those who go into the mountain to collect herbs will have to come back without going too deep. In Bayun Mountain, there are dense forests, and poisonous insects and beasts emerge in endlessly. Going too deep is a near-death situation, and there is no way to pass. So the roads around here are all east-west, and there is no familiar way to go south."

"If the guest officer wants to go south, he should go west for hundreds of miles and go around. Or go northeast, there is a seaport a few hundred miles away, and he can take a boat to go around by sea. This is only a few hundred years ago. The only way to go forward is to go around from the west.”

  (end of this chapter)