Chapter 948: Where Are We Flying To?

Everyone pondered.

Pier, the long embankment extending from the land into the water, the confluence of water and land.

Baron Xingyi Earl Liang Qu, a native of Pingyang, Nanhuai. Pingyang Prefecture is adjacent to the Jianghuai marshlands, with abundant reeds, a port every ten steps, a pier every hundred steps, and a harbor every thousand steps.

The water town environment has a great connection with Liang Qu's life, the place where he eats and sleeps, so it's not hard to understand.

Only the fries—...

"A spherical root plant, the stem is diamond-shaped, with fine hairs, buried deep in the soil, similar to peanuts, the block is large, the skin is thin and yellow, one is enough to fill a person's stomach, whether roasted or boiled, it can be eaten, sprinkled with a thin layer of salt, the taste is delicious and unique, unfortunately—"

Liang Qu sighed.

He recalled seven years ago.

At that time, chili peppers and various spices were brought into the Western Army, and they just became popular within the Great Shun territory, becoming a new emerging flavor replacing pepper. He took the opportunity to start a spicy hot pot, which became popular and made a small profit.

Nowadays, various hot pots in the imperial capital are commonplace, but potatoes still don't know where they are buried in some corner, and he has never seen them.

How nostalgic, I don't know if there are any.

"Thin skin and yellow color, buried deep in the soil—is the thing Junior Brother mentioned a potato?"

"Hmm?"

Liang Qu looked up suddenly, the person who spoke was his own Senior Brother Yang Xu!

He nodded busily.

"Yes, potato, it's potato. Senior Brother, how do you—... by the way, Senior Brother, you are the one who opened up the Western Army! Is there this in the Western Army?"

Liang Qu's eyes showed expectation.

"You wait—..."

Without nonsense, Yang Xu jumped straight out of the floating island, fell from high altitude, and landed in the Fulong Temple below.

The sudden scene made everyone curious, and the senior brothers waiting for food in the kitchen also gathered around.

Not long after.

Yang Xu leaped close with a sack on his back. The sack fell to the ground, and when it was opened, the scent of dry soil diffused. Beneath the gray soil, the color was golden and round.

There really is!

Potato!

Liang Qu's eyes shone, he raised his hand to grab it, rubbed off the soil with his thumb, and took a deep breath. The smell rushed to the back of his brain, connecting to his long-lost delicious memories, and his heart jumped lightly.

This is the taste!

Can't be wrong!

Another familiar thing returned!

Life!

"It's this! It's this! Senior Brother, how do you have this? And brought it on the boat?"

"I'm curious, Junior Brother, you grew up in Huaiyin, how did you know about potatoes." Yang Xu saw his Junior Brother happy, and his mood was also good, so he didn't dwell on such small matters. "This thing came with chili peppers back then, it is said to have grown in a small country in the Southern Frontier."

"The horse team took a big circle, was carried on the back of a merchant, brought to the Western Army, and then spread back from the Western Army to the imperial capital."

"Knowing the yield per mu, the Emperor asked for seedlings to be brought back that year."

"After so many years, why hasn't it been promoted?"

"There are a few problems. First, the yield per mu of this thing is high, but it gets smaller and smaller the more it's planted. It was discovered that there is a way to solve this, just exchange seeds for three seasons, but how can this kind of grain be fast? It takes several years to go back and forth."

"Second, potatoes have too much water, unlike rice and wheat, which can be stored for several years or even dried. Fortunately, it was planted in the Western Army for several years, and it was roughly researched clearly, and a small booklet was compiled. I almost vomited from eating it in the Western Army, but it's not bad to taste it occasionally, so I brought several bags back this year. We privately call this thing 'Ma Ling Shu' (Potato), because it looks like a horse bell."

"Horse bell?"

The little Mirage Dragon fell into deep thought and moved its body to fly to the back of the courtyard.

"Seems like it!"

The voice passed through the courtyard wall, mixed with the dissatisfied snort of the Red Mountain, and everyone laughed loudly.

Master Huai Kong bowed.

"Uncle Master, since there is this thing, can you let us know what fries are?"

Six Demon Trials, clearly seeing one's own heart.

Drawing inferences, it might be beneficial.

"Simple!"

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

In the kitchen, golden vegetable oil was poured into the iron pot, Master Huai Kong burned the fire, Yuan washed with water,

Tatta Kai held a grass stem in its mouth, stepped on the wooden bucket with one foot, finally liberated its hands, held a potato in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, quickly cut the skin, and the skin did not break in one cut from beginning to end.

Clean potatoes were placed on the chopping board, and strips of unequal size were put into the basket.

Swish~

Residual water and oil splashes splashed to the edge of the pot.

Less than a quarter of an hour before and after.

In several white porcelain plates, the golden wolf-tooth fries, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, emitted steaming heat.

Tatta Kai picked up a pinch of salt, made a swan-neck shape, and the snow-white salt grains brushed across the brown hair and fell thinly.

"This is fries?"

"Taste it."

The porcelain plate was pushed forward.

Liang Qu dropped the rag, reached out to touch a root first, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Following suit.

The men reached out, the women held chopsticks, stuffed them into their mouths, and their eyes shone.

Delicious!

Tasty!

Many ingredients are eaten for their original taste, which is very "rushing," such as pea tips and potatoes, all of which are the followers.

After being stimulated by deep-frying, the simple deliciousness of the potato is even more magical, almost connecting the "pier, the confluence of water and land, seemingly simple, but actually there are fishing boats, merchant ships, warships, it is the residence of ordinary people, the place to fight for life, and even the place to fight for wealth."

"Fries, that is potato, delicious, if promoted, it is the basic need for rice and grain, home-cooked food, but if not promoted, the transportation along the way is more than a thousand miles, the price is high, a portion in a restaurant can sell for more than ten taels, and it is a delicacy that is hard for ordinary people to seek."

Master Huai Kong touched one into his mouth after another, his thoughts collided, and he was shocked by the mystery of these words. A sentence, seven words, seemingly ordinary, but actually the whole process of life is in it, covering everything.

Fishermen don't need to say.

As for the Holy Emperor, the world is a "water and land pier," and the annual two taxes are "fries."

Finished a portion.

Tatta Kai scooped out the newly fried ones with a bamboo leak, knocked them, drained the oil, and there was a friction sound between the fries.

Liang Qu found a charcoal pen in the stove, observed the surroundings, and drew directly on the white wall.

The fragrance here attracted even the Wonderful Winged Bird on the eaves, which took a long strip from Master Huai Kong's hand.

"Ah wu ah wu, so fragrant!"

The little Mirage Dragon held a pile in its arms, its mouth bulging, a dragon tail swinging back and forth. After eating, it was still not satisfied. Seeing that no one was paying attention, it secretly topped the porcelain plate and flew out.

Bai Awei opened its mouth, bit its tail, and dragged the Third Prince to a stop in mid-air.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Let me go, I want to send it to Long Eying sister! Ouch! Why did Boss hit me!"

"Isn't your Long Eying sister right here?" Liang Qu held the charcoal pen and knocked on its head.

The little Mirage Dragon looked back in surprise, found Long Long Eying looking at itself, smiled awkwardly, was about to put down the porcelain plate, turned its brain, and flew to the top of its head: "I want to send it to the Great Master!"

"Thank you, Third Donor."

"Ah?"

The little Mirage Dragon's head felt light, and it watched its porcelain plate being taken away and put back on the table.

"Great Master!"

Everyone bowed.

The old monk shook his head: "You eat yours."

Liang Qu looked around, didn't see the Dragon-Elephant Martial Saint, turned his head and continued to draw: "Great Master, is the Dragon-Elephant Martial Saint here?"

"Waiting for you to heal."

Some people didn't know why, some people knew what was going on.

Exchange creation for creation.

Still have one 【Slashing the Dragon】 not returned.

To go without coming is not etiquette; to come without going is also not etiquette.

"Alright, that's about it!"

Liang Qu dropped the charcoal pen.

Everyone looked up.

Black painting on a white wall, above is a four-grid, simple black lines outline clouds, sky, tide, sea, reef, the main body is two water birds, and the cloud-like square frame is filled with the conversation of the two water birds.

"Where are we flying to?"

"I plan to go to the pier to get some fries later."

"You misunderstood me, buddy. I'm talking about the ultimate goal of our life, in the final analysis, what are we living for?"

"To go to the pier to get some fries later."

The simple but ridiculous dialogue made the water bird that answered look not very smart, but no one could say a water bird was not smart.

The Wonderful Winged Bird by the table swallowed the fries and lowered its head to touch the porcelain plate.

Tatta Kai pinched the bird's head with one claw.

The porcelain plate was tilted by the wings, spinning on the table with a clatter.

"So that's it—..."

Yuan recited it, sat down cross-legged.

He realized it.

Liang Qu wiped his hands.

"The assembly is about to start, let's go." ===== CHAPTER 949 =====

"The Dharma assembly is about to begin, let's go."