The bracken beside the river is soaked by the rain, green and shiny, so tender that it makes people feel comfortable when they look at it. Pull upward along the tender stems. When they reach a point, the tender stems will break with a snap. This sound is crisp and refreshing. Du Heng can listen to this sound for a day.

There are two types of bracken growing more by the river. One is darker in color, but the poles are thick, the stems on them are curled like the legs of octopus, and they also have fine fluff. The other is that Du Heng picks more green color that makes people unable to stop. This green bracken is thinner and does not have so much hair on it.

There are also several types of bracken wrapped in fluff, which are not easy to mess with.

Du Heng picked up the two kinds of ferns he had eaten and knew and picked them. He didn't dare to pick the others. If it was poisoned, it would be fine if it poisoned himself. It would be bad if it poisoned the rest of the village.

Xuan Yu bent down and helped Du Heng pick bracken. His movements were not as smooth as Du Heng, and he would stand up and look around after picking them a few times.

When Du Heng saw Xuan Yu stand up again, he smiled and said, "Xuan Yu, what are you looking at?"

Xuan Yu said slowly: "This place is close to Nanshan, and sometimes monsters will attack."

Hearing Xuan Yu say this, Du Heng suddenly remembered the mountain ointment that appeared in the trap when he went to Nanshan for the second time. It must be terrible to be able to hurt the mountain ointment into such a monster.

Moreover, spring is the season for animal courtship, and most animals will be more irritable. If you encounter groups of monsters going down the mountain, Du Heng will really not be able to stop it.

After thinking about this, Du Heng's enthusiasm for picking vegetables was extinguished. He put the picked fern in a basket in a few seconds. The fern was half a basket. Du Heng thought for a while and said, "Then... let's pick less bracken and go back? How about picking a basket and go back?"

Xuan Yu said: "It's okay, you don't have to be nervous. There will be no problem with me. You can pick bracken with confidence."

Du Heng smiled and said, "You can't be too greedy. If you don't like this taste, it will be a waste to pick it back. Besides, it's close to you anyway. If you like it, we'll come again next time."

Xuan Yu nodded, and he continued to bend down and pick the bracken. The juice of the bracken was stained with his hands and dyed the skin blue-gray, looking dirty. But a scent of fragrance could not be dissipated at his hand, and it smelled quite nice.

Not only Du Heng and the other two were picking bracken, but Xiaoxiao and the bracken by the river were also helping to pick them from them. The two chicks were not tall and needed to jump up and peck down the stems of the bracken. They held the broken bracken in their mouths and dragged them to the backpack. Often, they only picked one or two bracken after working for most of the day.

Xiaoxiao had a big mouth, so he could hold a handful of bracken and put it into the basket. A group of people were picking it up by the stream, and in a short while he picked a basket of bracken.

After a while, Du Heng saw Jing Nan standing in the peach forest on the other side of the river. Jing Nan said with a smile: "Can this thing be eaten?"

Du Heng stood up: "It should be something to eat. I will make it for everyone to taste it when I go back. If everyone likes it, I will pick it a little more."

Jing Nan smiled and said, "Okay, just remember one thing. The stone river in front of you is the boundary. If no one is with you, you'd better not cross the boundary easily. The monsters on the South Mountain are eyeing each other. If you cross the river alone, the consequences will be very serious."

Du Heng looked at Jing Nan quietly: "Do you think it's fun to scare me?"

Jing Nan laughed out loud: "You have discovered this?"

When he went back, Du Heng filled the basket with bracken. Xiaoxiao and Niansui could not stay in it anymore. Du Heng and Xuan Yu could only carry these little guys across the river.

When flying over the stone, Du Heng saw fish flowing upstream in the stream. In the shallow areas, there were a lot of these fish, and it felt like they could catch them with a net bag.

Jing Nan stood under the peach tree, and the pink petals of peach blossoms fell on his shoulders. He smiled and said, "What are you looking at?"

Du Heng said: "Looking at the fish in the water, I don't know if it can be eaten."

Not far from Du Heng's foot, there was a puddle, and the fish in the puddle was covered with black. Du Heng was envious of the fish. This type of fish had a round head and a cylindrical body, and looked very fleshy.

Jing Nan said: "Of course you can eat it, it tastes pretty good. In the past spring, Xiaoyu would catch a few of them to go back to eat raw fish and grilled fish, right? "

Xuan Yu said: "This kind of fish is called February 2, also called peach blossom fish. When the peach blossoms bloom, they swim from the sea to the upstream to lay eggs. This season is their most plump season. You can eat fish. If you are interested, you can think of other ways."

Du Heng rubbed his hands and looked at Xuan Yu expectantly: "Then Xuan Yu, can you help me catch a few of them? I'll braise them when I go back?"

Xuan Yu nodded: "Okay."

Xuan Yu stretched out his hand at Jing Nan: "Give me the basket."

Jing Nan muttered, "You can't carry an extra basket when you come out? Or ask Du Heng to put his bracken in the storage bag? Anyway, it's not a problem to make a storage bag?" Jing Nan muttered, and handed the basket behind him to Xuan Yu. He did not forget to take care of him: "Catch more, Xiaoyu, the grilled fish you made is quite delicious."

Xuan Yu took off his boots and rolled up his trousers and soaked them in the water. The fish were not afraid of him at all, and they were still crowded around his feet. He bent down and picked up half a basket of peach blossom fish. Each peach blossom fish was one foot long, and they were jumping around in the basket.

Du Heng originally thought that Xuan Yu had caught it once and stopped, but he saw Xuan Yu take down a storage bag from his waist. He picked up the fish in the basket one by one, and then he carried the empty basket and said to Du Heng: "I'll go to the entrance of the village to see, there are more fish there, you can go back first, don't wait for me."

Du Heng carried his boots and said, "Xuan Yu, won't you take the boots away?"

Xuan Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, please help me take it back. I'll catch the fish and go back."

After saying this, Xuan Yu followed the water to the entrance of the village. The wonton followed the grass on the shore and could not see it after one person and one dog walked around the peach blossom tree.

Du Heng held the boots in his hand, and he looked down at Nian Nian and Suisui: "Oh Huo, you can only walk back."

The two chickens flapped their wings and followed them with great pride, as if telling Du Heng with their actions: They can leave!

Jing Nan put his hands on his hands and said, "Let's go? Go back?"

Du Heng had sharp eyes and found a plump and tender Malan head under the peach tree. He immediately became interested: "No hurry, I'll dig a little Malan and take it back."

Jing Nan raised his eyebrows: "Malan? Can this be eaten?" Du Heng placed the basket next to him, and he bent down to take out a sickle from the side of the basket: "If you can eat it, cold malan can clear heat and remove the heat, and it is the best to add porridge."

Du Heng soon passed by a big handful of Malan. He looked left and right and couldn't find a place to pretend Malan. This could not defeat him. He had a huge sleeve, which could hold a lot of things!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Jing Nan urged Du Heng again: "Don't dig, go back. If you don't go back, lunch time will be pushed back."

Du Heng stood up with great satisfaction and carried a basket on his back: "It's so satisfying to pick wild vegetables. I'll pick them if I have time these two days."

Xuan Yu carved a formation that could stop the rain. No matter how heavy the rain outside was, it would not wet his clothes.

Watching Du Heng walk forward, Jing Nan lag a few steps behind. He looked at Nanshan on the other side of the river, and Jing Nan's mouth raised a contemptuous arc: "Ha, I don't know how to live or die."

He picked a five-inch-long dead branch from the peach tree, and saw a flash of inspiration in Jing Nan's hand, and the dead branches headed straight to the opposite bank like thunder. Not long after the dead branches passed, a huge mass rolled down the mountains.

The giant fell heavily on the other side of the river, and saw something crawling out in the depths of the bracken on the river bank and dragging the giant to the back of the rock.

Jing Nan hummed his hands and walked home with Du Heng: "If we don't follow you, you won't be allowed to cross the river in the future. I'm not scaring you."

Du Heng replied: "I know, I know."

Jing Nan added: "There are many wild animals on the mountain, and it has not been peaceful these days. Just pick something and tell us. Don't run out by yourself."

Du Heng was helpless: "Why do I feel that the tone of your speaking to me is like the tone of my speaking to Xiaoxiao? I understand, I am not a child and I won't run around!"

The spring rain drizzled. When Du Heng returned to the eaves of the corridor, the rainwater formed lines and hung from the eaves of the corridor. The two chickens under the eaves were wet. Du Heng wiped them clean with a towel and sent them to the edge of the stove: "You can only go out after drying here, otherwise you will get sick."

Fortunately, the chicken was very obedient, and the little two snuggled up to the door of the warm stove and closed their eyes.

Du Heng looked at the rain outside, and he was a little worried about Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu is still catching fish, right? Don't be frozen."

Feng Gui said calmly: "Don't worry about him, he is not that delicate. What should I eat for lunch today?"

Du Heng poured the bracken in his back basket on the eaves of the corridor, and said, "Fried bracken, fried bacon, cold malan. If Xuan Yu comes back after catching the fish, make braised fish and fish soup!"

Feng Gui became irritable: "Can you make something I can eat? The clear soup and watery sounds like it will have no appetite."

Du Heng was helpless: "What do you want to eat?" Feng Gui Duoyun turned to Qing: "Spicy."

Du Heng thought for a while: "Soak two sausages for you, so don't make a noise."

Feng Gui got angry again: "I'm going out soon, so can't you make something delicious?"

Du Heng was stunned: "Hey? Where are you going?"

Feng Gui is not in the village all year round. This time he has been in the village for a long time. When he goes out in April, he may only be able to come back once or twice in the middle of the year. The next time he comes back, it will be the New Year.

Hearing Feng Gui say this, Du Heng was silent. He went around the refrigerator and when he came out, he was carrying a big rooster in his hand: "Do you eat taro chicken?"

Taro chicken is one of the few pure spicy dishes made by Du Heng. This dish is also Du's mother's unique skill. The soft and glutinous taro is stewed with chicken, and the chicken is soft and rotten. Taro is even better than chicken. This dish is spicy and fresh and fragrant, and Fenggui should like this taste.

Feng Gui smiled: "Eat!"

Jing Nan glanced at Feng Gui with his eyes: "It's so spicy that you'll be so spicy that you'll be so spicy that you'll be so spicy!"

The ingredients needed for taro chicken are taro, and Du Heng took out taro from the refrigerator. He bought these taros in the twelfth lunar month last year to prepare Laba porridge. However, when he made Laba porridge, he forgot to put them.

After thinking about it carefully, he and Xiaoxiao sneaked out and were frightened by the monsters and missed the time when Laba was cooking porridge. This frame of taro remained like this, and it is still furry now.

Du Heng is actually not good at eating taro. Every time he eats taro, he feels numb. At first, he thought it was made from outside but didn't handle it well, but later he found out that it was genetic. Du's father couldn't eat taro, and no matter what taro he eats, he will feel astringent throat.

After Du's mother married Du's father, the taro chicken that he had lost favor because of this reason. He could only prepare it during the holidays and took it out to entertain guests. No one who has eaten the taro chicken made by Du's mother didn't like it. Du Heng couldn't eat taro, but he could eat chicken! He could eat two bowls of taro chicken soup bibimbap.

Du Heng took out the taro and put it in a basket. Each of the taroes in Zhoujiashu was as big as a fist and furry as it was.

If the taro is not protected when peeling, the soup will itch when it is stained with it. Du Heng originally thought of using the old method to remove the taro scalp, but it was raining so heavily outside that he was unhappy to tossing in the yard.

So he took out the bamboo plane and prepared to cut off the outer skin of the taro. Du Heng's hands showed a layer of green inspiration, which separated the taro from his hands like gloves. After a while, he got a basket of taro seeds.

I don’t know where the taro from Zhoujiashu came in. After the taro was shaved off the outer skin, a fine purple snowflake-like pattern appeared inside. The taste of this taro is soft, and Du Heng had only seen such patterns on large taro in the south before.

Wen Qiong squatted beside Du Heng, and she looked at Du Heng cooking taro: "Isn't this thing... used for alchemy?"

Du Heng said: "It's also edible. By the way, Master, do you know taro?"

Wen Qiong said: "I know, I see that someone in the sect's spiritual field grows this. I thought it can only be used for elixirs. I didn't expect it to be eaten..."

Jing Nan smiled and said, "Since Du Heng came to the village, we have eaten a lot of strange things. This one is not bad."

Du Heng put the taro and chicken in the pool and cleaned it, then took it out, and he cut the taro into bite-sized pieces of hobs. Of course, during the process of cutting taro, there was still a surge of spiritual energy on his hands. He had just confirmed that he would not get itchy with spiritual energy.

Du Heng was preparing ingredients again, and he felt a little regretful: "It would be great if there was bean paste."

He only made hot pot base before, but did not make bean paste. It seems that when he has time, he will make some bean paste and put it in. The taste of the hot pot base and bean paste is still different. If the taro chicken is not available, it will lose a lot of flavor.

But there should be no problem fooling Feng Gui and the others. Du Heng looked at Feng Gui who was drinking tea in the kitchen with a sloppy look. Feng Gui was furious and looked at him: "How do you want to fool me?"

Du Heng turned back his gaze. The big monster felt too keen and he couldn't do anything to do anything bad.

Pour soybean oil into the pot. After the oil is hot, Du Heng pours taro along the edge of the pot. Fry the taro first and then steam it in a steamer before adding chicken soup. The taro will not melt and will not make the taro chicken soup sticky.

This is the recipe asked by Du's mother. When she was cooking, she would put taro and chicken in it and cook it. The soup was filled with glutinous taro. However, since Du Heng and Du's father were not good at eating taro, Du Mother Du changed the recipe. In this way, she ate her taro, and Du Heng and Du's father could also eat chicken.

Many people think that taro chicken with non-turbid soup is unauthentic, but Du Heng thinks that this is the most authentic taro chicken, full of mother's love.

When the outer skin of the taro is slightly yellow, Du Heng puts the taro in a large bowl and puts it on a steamer. After steaming two cups of tea, the taro will mature.

While the taro was steaming, Du Heng put a large handful of peppercorns into the pot. As soon as the peppercorns were put into the pot, the pungent spicy taste dissipated. Feng Gui was satisfied: "Ah, this tempting spicy taste is really strong."

Du Heng poured the fat chicken pieces into the pot and stir-fry. The heat should be high. The excess water in the chicken to be fried will not flow out. The oil in the chicken skin is about to seep out. Only then can you pour in the white wine and stir-fry it slightly. There is no need to stir-fry for too long, and the chicken pieces should be temporarily bid farewell to the big pot.

After putting the chicken nuggets out, Du Heng added some soybean oil to the pot. After the oil became hot, he added another handful of peppercorns. Seeing Du Heng put peppercorns in, Jing Nan hissed: "It's too cruel, I won't give me a way out."

When he saw Du Heng adding a large piece of hot pot base into it, he said to Feng Gui quietly: "The only ones you and Xiaoxiao can eat today's dish."

Wen Qiong raised his hand weakly and expressed his opinion: "Actually... I can do it too." Jing Nan stared at her angrily: "Can't bully me eat spicy food?"

After the red oil in the pot came out, Du Heng sprinkled a handful of dried chili peppers. The red chili peppers came out in the pot and the spicy taste came out. Immediately after the chili peppers, Du Heng put the chicken nuggets into the pot and stir-fry them together. After stir-frying for half a cup of tea, he added white wine, soy sauce, ginger slices and garlic white to stir-fry them together.

After stir-frying for half a cup of tea, he added a spoonful of boiling water to the pot. After the boiling water was over the chicken, Du Heng angrily pulled a handful of small green onions and washed them into knots and threw them into the pot.
To be continued...