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However, boiled shrimp is really delicious.
This kind of white shrimp does not need any seasoning when cooking, as long as it is boiled with the river water in front of the village.
The color of boiled shrimp is more moist than jade, the meat is clearer than pork, not fishy or greasy, the aftertaste is slightly sweet, the meat is smooth and tender, and the mouth is full of body fluid!
The method of white shrimp is simple, but there are many ways to eat it.
It can be eaten with vinegar, fermented bean curd, or honey, each with its own flavor.
In addition, the water left over from the boiled shrimp is a good thing and cannot be thrown away. It can be used to stew noodles. This is the local staple food, fresh soup noodles.
Yun Song refused the villagers to accompany him to eat and drink. He wanted to find a room with Boss Sha, A Bao, and Linghu to eat casually.
Qiao Dongliang pleaded guilty in panic, and asked if his poor performance in the village had offended the Ninth Young Master.
Yun Song had no choice but to say that he had eccentricities and didn't like eating with strangers.
Qiao Dongliang sent them to the village ancestral hall.
Changqiao Village has a large population and a large ancestral hall. It is divided into front and back yards. The back yard is dedicated to the ancestors, and the front yard is a large and clean room.
This is the best room in the village, Qiao Dongliang uses this room to entertain guests.
So Yun Song took a ghost and two beasts to eat here, each of which was a plate of shrimp and a big bowl of noodles, and it was very enjoyable to eat.
When it¡¯s cold, you should eat noodles. After a night of hot noodles in fresh soup, Yun Song was so full of sweat that he was sweating.
After eating and drinking enough, it's time to work.
He nodded to Boss Sha, and Boss Sha also nodded with a silly smile.
Seeing this, Yun Song rolled his eyes: "I want you to open the door and ask Qiao's family to come in."
Linghu Yi was smarter than Boss Sha, and he ran to open the door first after receiving Yun Song's eye signal.
Qiao Dongliang, Qiao Shouxin, and a few clan elders came in with a nod and bowed their heads: "Master Ninth, are you comfortable with this shrimp and noodles? In fact, we have prepared dishes for you, such as stewed chicken and roasted lamb. Look "
Yun Song waved his hand and said, "Let's have a midnight snack."
"boom!"
The door suddenly closed.
Qiao's family was trembling with fright.
The door was clearly open, why did it suddenly close?
They couldn't see that it was Mr. Sha who closed the door.
Boss Sha explained to them: "It's cold, it's night again, close the door to keep warm."
He asked Yun Song happily again: "Master Jiu, what do you think of my understanding? Am I drawing inferences from one instance?"
Yun Song had nothing to say to this stupid man, he smiled wryly and waved his hand to make Boss Sha back down.
Qiao Shouxin boldly asked: "Master Ninth, why did this door suddenly"
Yun Song said: "It's just my tricks, you don't need to pay attention to this, now please tell me about your father's accident carefully, Village Chief Qiao."
Qiao Dongliang said: "My father was celebrating his birthday, and that day was here. I held a big banquet here and invited many people to eat and drink."
"Then my father sat in your place, Young Master Ninth¡ªthat is the main seat here, and then he was eating and drinking, when he suddenly fell down and lost his breath!"
"A good person, if you say no, you will be gone. How could this happen? My father is a Buddhist believer. He has done good deeds all his life. Who doesn't say hello to him from all over the world? He worships Buddha every day. How can this happen? "
Qiao Dongliang is a dutiful son, and when he talked about this, his eyes were filled with tears.
Yun Song said: "Qiao Shouxin told me that there is a story about your old man's death, and someone borrowed his life. What's going on?"
Qiao Dongliang wiped away his tears and said: "This statement was made by a fool in our village. Alas, this fool said that my old man was borrowed for his life, and then he would not let me bury him, saying that he would come to pay back his life. , when the time comes, my old man will be resurrected."
Having said that, Qiao Dongliang showed a loveless look on his face: "Don't you say this is an idiot? There are people who borrow money to borrow food, and I have heard that there are people who borrow their wives to have children. This is understandable." , but what is it to borrow life yuan? Is there still a loan or a repayment for this thing?"
"Even if that person really dares to come and pay it back, we don't dare to accept it. Ninth Young Master, if this dead person comes back to life, what is it?" A clan elder named Qiao Mengyang smiled wryly. .
"This is a scam."
Qiao Shouxin added a sentence coldly, and the clan elders who heard it trembled.
Yun Song asked: "What's the matter with this fool? Where is he?"
Qiao Shouxin said positively: "I understand this idiot¡ª¡ªno, Mr. Pao is not an idiot, he is?The more the merrier. "
Boss Sha patted his chest and said: "Young Master Ninth, look at me. There's nothing wrong with it. Just pinch it with your hand. I will definitely ask you a lot of news."
Yun Song didn't have much hope for this.
He called together the family members of the deceased in the past few days, and asked Qiao Dongliang to call the people in the village who were going to celebrate their birthday tomorrow into the ancestral hall.
Still turning into a ghost, he began to say something to the family members: "You all recall, remember well, where have the people who had accidents in your family been these few days? Or have they said anything unusual?"
The family members chattered.
They shared a lot of information, and Yun Song was in a daze, but in the end they couldn't figure out anything useful.
Yun Song had no choice but to start with what the deceased had done before his death to see if he could find an intersection.
Still nothing.
Although Changqiao Village is very close to Shanghai, but this year is not peaceful, there are bandits running around everywhere, and the villagers generally do not leave the village to go out.
Especially after entering late autumn, when the autumn wind is rustling, this is the season for killing people and stealing goods, and ordinary people dare not go out.
? So what these people do is very simple, eating and drinking in the usual way, going to bed during the day and sleeping at night, they all do the same in this respect, but Yun Song can't find anything weird and abnormal in it.
This is more painful.
Finally, two people from the village who will celebrate their birthday tomorrow came.
Tomorrow there will be a man and a woman celebrating their birthdays in the village. The man is a little old man, already sixty years old, and the woman is a child, only in her teens.
Because too many people died in the village recently, the two of them didn't plan to celebrate their birthdays. The old man even decided to sleep in his room tomorrow without eating or drinking, so as to avoid life and death as much as possible.
Yun Song asked their family to bring the bedding. He will sleep in the ancestral hall with the two tonight, and will be with the two tomorrow, so he wants to see what kind of weirdness can come to the door.
The old man had no objection to this, but he suggested: "Master Ninth, the old man is still in good health, I will go back to get the bedroll by myself, and I have to give my Bodhisattva a stick of evening incense by the way."
Qiao Mengshan said dejectedly: "Old Ba, you should stay by Young Master Ninth's side honestly. What kind of evening scent are you wearing? Bodhisattvas don't bless us. Doesn't my son offer incense to Bodhisattvas every day? What's the use? It's useless." !"
He does not mean that!
Yun Song came to a sudden realization: "Incense to the Bodhisattva? Do your family members usually offer incense to the Bodhisattva?"
He remembered that Qiao Dongliang had said similar things at the beginning, saying that his father had been devout and Buddhist all his life.
The people in the ancestral hall nodded one after another.
Yun Song waved his hand and said, "Go, take me to see the Bodhisattva and Buddha statues in your home!"
Qiao Shouxin said when he first arrived at the entrance of the village that the feng shui in their village was pointed out by an expert. The expert said that the river in front of the village is prone to breed evil spirits in autumn and winter, so they asked them to worship Bodhisattva gods in every household.
This kind of thing is very common, so Yun Song ignored it before.
He followed the old man home.
There is a shrine in the main hall of the old man's house. In the shrine, a Bodhisattva holding a jade bottle is smiling benevolently.
There is nothing wrong with Bodhisattva statues.
Yun Song went to other people's houses to look at them. He visited more than a dozen houses in a row, and all the statues in the shrines were fine!
He shook his head and returned to the ancestral hall in distress.
The night was dark, and Boss Sha hadn't come back yet. The old man and the little girl were sleepy, so Yun Song let them fall asleep first.
Yun Song also lay down and fell asleep, he pinned Linghu on top of his head: "Don't pee this time, just push me if you have something to do."
Shanghai is an advanced city, and the city is fully powered by electricity, but the village is not. Xiangchangqiao village is not connected to electricity, and they still use lanterns to illuminate at night.
The light of the lantern was faint.
A little candlelight is miserable red.
In the middle of the night, before Linghu Xuan could respond, Yun Song heard a rustling sound, so he gripped the mahogany cane tightly and opened his eyes.
It was the old man who walked out quietly.
His posture is very strange.
Bending over, he stepped lightly and tentatively, and the soles of his shoes landed silently.
But his face was facing Yun Song's direction.
The lantern didn't know when it went out.
But the moonlight is not bad tonight, with moonlight shining in dimly.
With the help of the moonlight, Yunsong squinted his eyes and saw the old man staring at him with wide eyes. His face was always facing him. Then he bent over with his pants in his hands, and walked forward slowly step by step carefully.
What does this scene look like?
Looking at the old man's shriveled head, Yun Song thought of the big rat who wanted to steal!?.
What does this scene look like?
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