Chapter 557

"Oh, is this Nara tea and rice?"

Zhang Heng took the rice bowl in front of him and put it under his nose to smell it. The rice cooked by xiaoshanqian has a wonderful fragrance, mixed with the fragrance of tea and grain, and a hint of salt and wine.

Besides rice, there are millet, dried chestnut, glutinous rice, red beans and fried soybeans. They are cooked in high soup and served in bowls. With pickles and bean curd soup, they were originally the food of monks in Dongda temple and Xingfu temple in Nara, but then they became popular unexpectedly.

"How about a quick taste?" Xiaoshanxi put down the wooden spoon and urged.

"You're welcome." Zhang Heng then picked up chopsticks, picked up a pickled radish, just out of the pot steaming tea and rice to eat in his mouth.

"How's it going?" Xiaoshanxi knelt down on the ground, leaned forward and asked nervously.

Zhang Heng didn't answer immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the taste between his lips and teeth. A moment later, he opened his eyes again. "Well, it's delicious unexpectedly. I didn't expect that you are so good at your craft, Miss Xiaoshan."

"No, I just learned from my father." Xiaoshanxi Road, and sat back, Zhang Heng reaction seems to let her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Will your father take care of it?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Yes, my father once said that cooking, like Dao Dao, is a kind of cultivation. It takes patience to understand one's heart." Xiaoshansidao.

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At present, it has been five days since Yamada and others came to the door to challenge.

After the samurai of Chang Zhou fan retreated, Zhang Heng once proposed to join Xiaoshan Daochang. However, Xiaoshan Qian didn't agree immediately. Instead, she asked Zhang Heng to think carefully for a few days.

In xiaoshanqian's opinion, it's an important thing in life to learn from others. You can't make a hasty decision. Moreover, Zhang Heng's Sabre is so powerful that even if her father is still alive, she is not his opponent. Xiaoshanqian doesn't know what else she can teach Zhang Heng.

She asked Zhang Heng to come here today, just to cook, simply thank the latter for her help.

In addition to Nara's tea and rice, she also prepared roasted skipjack fish. The fresh skipjack fish, together with its skin, were roasted over a fierce fire to whiten, then dipped in vinegar water and sliced, then dipped in mustard mud miso. The taste was delicious and popular in Kyoto.

Shijing Qijiao, a disciple of Matsuo Bajiao (yes, that's right, the famous haiku writer in riheli), once left a sentence: "Wisteria flowers are blooming and waiting for the first skipjack day" to express his feeling that the thief wants to eat skipjack. In addition, the ultimate eater yells the slogan "I'd rather pawn my wife than eat skipjack". Every year, when the skipjack goes on the market, the price can even soar To be equal to gold, only the name of a general can eat it.

Now it's finally the turn of the common people, but for this meal, xiaoshanxi also spent a lot of money, plus subsidies to the children's food, xiaoshanxi just received the rent is afraid to cover not long.

In fact, the best way is to close the Taoist temple. With rent, xiaoshanxi can live in Kyoto, or marry her husband and teach her children. But it seems that she has never considered these possibilities.

While they were eating, someone knocked on the gate of Xiaoshan Daochang.

Xiaoshanxi put out the fire and said to Zhang Heng, "I'll open the door and you'll continue to eat."

Then she trotted to the front door, opened the door, standing outside is a pair of children look very strange couple.

"What can I do for you?" Asked daisy.

Before the man opened his mouth, his wife had knelt down and called a benefactor.

"Eh?" Shansie is a little confused about the situation.

Fortunately, the man then began to explain, "we are the parents of thousand generations. A few days ago, you saved two little girls in the market, one of them is our daughter."

"Oh, don't worry about that. It's just a matter of lifting a finger." Xiaoshanxi is a little embarrassed. She also sees Qiandai hiding behind her parents, who seems to be a little shy holding a box.

The man picked up the box in her hand and put it on xiaoshanxi's hand. "I know there's no reward for saving lives, but I hope you can accept this gift."

Xiaoshanxi opened the box and saw a pair of ribs inside.

"Jiazu is a famous blacksmith in Yishi, but I'm ashamed to say that in my generation, I can only make some farm tools. Fortunately, there is a family knife left. I hope you can use it." The man said.

"It's too precious. Since it belongs to ancestors, it's better to keep it in your hands." Xiaoshanqian refused.

"No, no, we're not warriors. Even if we put it at home, it's just dust. It's better to give it to those who need it. If it's you, I'm sure you can make good use of it." Seeing that xiaoshanxi refused, the man was also worried. He took his daughter and his wife and knelt on the ground.

When Zhang Heng heard the noise outside the door, he thought that the people from Chang Zhou fan were coming again, so he put down his chopsticks and walked out of the Taoist temple, only to see the scene in front of him.

Xiaoqiandai seems to be a little surprised to see him. Unexpectedly, he still lives with xiaoshanxi. A pair of eyes move curiously on xiaoshanxi and Zhang Heng, probably guessing the relationship between them in his heart.In the end, xiaoshanqian couldn't get over the blacksmith and his wife, so she could only accept the rib, so the family left with a thousand thanks.

Xiaoshanxi stood at the gate of the Taoist temple with the knife. It seemed that she was reminded of something and bowed her head to think about something.

Zhang Heng didn't disturb her either. She didn't say a word until a long time later. She looked up and said, "I'm sorry. I think of some words that my father said before. Xiaoshan's heart is heavy on defense and light on attack. It's because everyone has something in their heart that they want to protect. Swords are used to kill people, but if they are used well, they can also save people. That's probably why he set up an ashram I understand more. "

"Can I have a look?" Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and took over the rib from xiaoshanqian.

The starting point is slightly lighter than the ordinary short knife. Although it has been a long time since it was made into shape, the maintenance is good. The blade is still sharp. Using Yugang technique, first the iron sand is melted into iron in the furnace, and then the iron is smashed into iron bars, and finally the shape is formed. It can really be called a good knife.

"Take it if you like." Xiaoshan Qiandao, she has long noticed that Zhang Heng's body only has an old dagger, no rib difference.

Of course, the rib difference is not too common compared with Taidao and dagger. In most cases, it is used for emergency after the samurai lose Taidao or dagger, or for armor breaking and fighting in a narrow place.

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