Everyone talked while eating this hot pot, as if they wanted to eat the five thousand years of history in Sichuan and Chongqing.
Feng Lin Yunxuan said: "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, Zhang Hong, it seems that I really have to ask your mother about this question, let's eat hot pot first! Oh, this eel is really fresh!"
"Yes, yes, to eat hot pot, whether the eel is fresh or not is very important. The real Chongqing hot pot does not need seafood abalone, but only needs mountain delicacies and duck intestines with eels and the like. Well, the taste is ready, and if you eat it in your mouth, it is better than a living god!"
After Wang Qian said it, she picked it up and ate a piece of eel, chewing it beautifully.
Everyone was laughing and laughing, and they were about to drink, and they couldn't stop eating with chopsticks.
The taste is felt on the taste buds in the mouth, and the food is eaten into the stomach. In a trance, let the ears blow the wind of five thousand years, and let the eyes see the rain of five thousand years! Going to sleep tonight, my mind should be full of mixed images of various styles, and then, when I wake up tomorrow morning, everyone is still walking in the modern city.
This is what Lin Yunxuan was thinking when he saw the diners in the hot pot restaurant eating happily.
However, when Lin Yunxuan got dizzy from drinking, he looked at the diners in the hotpot restaurant, and everything changed before his eyes.
Everyone is not what they are now, but wearing tall hats and ramie clothes. Everyone has more or less jade accessories. Everyone is there, drinking and eating vegetables around. The wine is white. Yes, it seems to be the feeling of fermented glutinous rice made from our glutinous rice. That dish is not food cooked in a hot pot, but a variety of meat and vegetables.
It's the same night sky, but I don't know the purpose of everyone eating together, is it to build a new house for a newly grown up newcomer who just got married, or because the handicraft made for the king is a success, and everyone celebrates and celebrates together. easy. ,
When I took a closer look, the fantasy in front of me was gone again. Everything is still the prosperity of Chengdu a thousand years later.
Later, Lin Yunxuan and the others saw someone selling wine in a hot pot restaurant, which is a traditional Tujia wine. Put the wine in a jar, heat it up, and drink it with a straw. This is the traditional drinking method of Ba people. But it may also be the traditional drinking method of the ancient Shu people.
Lin Yuxuan also ordered two cans, one for each of him and Zhang Hong.
They smoked while holding the wine, it didn't matter if they smoked it, they liked the taste as soon as they smoked it, and then, Lin Yunxuan and Zhang Hong ate vegetables and drank normally, and gradually they were all drunk, and they lay down on the table.
Seeing them getting drunk, Ye Zi drank a few sips of that wine out of curiosity, and then his eyes were hazy too! Maybe, beer can't be drunk with wine, maybe it's this kind of ancient wine, which has an ancient temptation, so that you can immerse yourself deeply in it at once.
All three of them fell on the table.
This time, it seems that time is changing. All of a sudden, the time went back three thousand years ago, and the three of them were having a long dream in that time.
Like a song like a weeping song, like a sorrow like a complaint, there is tension, but also relaxation, pastoral, and swords.
When Lin Yunxuan woke up from that night in Chengdu, or in other words, he was deeply in a dream, he encountered the story of his previous life, but Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, they were all unclear.
When he woke up in the dream, he was a 7-year-old child. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was dawn, and although the sun outside was not too bright, it still shone warmly on his body.
"Yun'er, get up quickly, Dad will take you hunting today!"
Dad Feng walked in and said to Yun.
Yun looked at his father. He was a mighty hunter with a square face and a resolute expression. Perhaps his own personality was formed by hunting for a long time. However, this can't conceal his kindness, he is looking at the child Yun lovingly at the moment.
This child is the child conceived by Yun's father Feng and Yun's mother Yu in the third year of marriage.
They were very nervous at first because they hadn't had children for two years.
However, in the third year, when summer came, Mother Yu was by the river, looking at the river and the majestic shrine in the distance.
She made a wish: "If the god allows me to conceive a child, I will definitely let the child protect the god, and let the god be supported in that temple forever."
It's strange to say. Soon, when the summer just came, Mother Yu was pregnant with Yun, and after October of pregnancy, Yun was born. On the day of Yun's birth, it was raining heavily and thundering, and the midwife said that this is a It's a special day, when such a child is born, he will either be an indomitable man, or a hero of wind and thunder.
When the child's cry resounded through the surrounding fields, the rain stopped, the thunder and lightning stopped, and everything was peaceful.
When Mother Yu saw the calm face of the child, Father Feng went outside and looked at the calm and peaceful sky, which gradually began to clear up.
"This unpredictable weather is just like the fate of people!" Father Feng said.
All of this, Yu's mother later told Yun carefully, when Yun grew up to be twenty years old.
At that time, his mother told Yun that he had to take on the responsibilities of a man.
This is the arrangement of God.
But at this moment, on a sunny morning, Yun can only think about going hunting with his father.
He rolled over and got up. Put on my favorite linen dress, which was sewn by my mother herself. My mother's craftsmanship is exquisite, and the sewn clothes fit very well, so Yun looks very handsome.
And many other children in the same village, because of their mother's rough craftsmanship, always wear clothes that don't fit. At that time, they were often teased by the children, but they had no choice. When they went home and cried, their father had no other choice but to scold their mother for their poor craftsmanship.
This morning, three thousand years away from the later modern world, clouds are floating in the sky, this child named Yun. Together with my father, I came to the wild.
They prepared bronze bows and arrows, which Dad bought in exchange for a wild boar. There were two sets, a big one and a small one. The big one was for Dad, and the small one was for Yun.
Dad took Yun to the forest. After many years, Yun still remembered the scent of grass and trees that day. They kept walking to the highest point, and slowly, they reached the depths of the dense forest.
At this time, they only saw a little wild boar running by. Dad signaled Yun to shoot an arrow, and Yun used the method his father taught him to bend his bow, nock an arrow, shoot, and the arrow flew out.
The little wild boar fell down, Yun cheered and ran over.
"Don't go!" Dad shouted, but it was too late, the little pig suddenly got up when he saw Yun walking in, and rushed towards Yun with the arrow that had shot into his body!
"Ah!" Yun called out. He fell to the ground in shock.
I saw my father quickly bent the bow and set the arrow, and the arrow was released, and it was completed in an instant.
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