12dz Chapter 474 There is a mountain god in the mountain
Chapter 474 There is a mountain god in the mountain
"This is the sugarcane juice that has been boiled for a long time and becomes like this." Xu Yuan explained, continuing to stir with a wooden spatula.
Until the liquid scooped up by the shovel can flow down smoothly and become viscous, Xuyuan will lift the whole pot and put it aside, and then continue to stir-fry for half a cup of tea to make it return to sand.
Doing this can make the brown sugar soft, with a powdery and sandy texture, and will not stick to your teeth.
Brown sugar that has not been successfully returned to the original state will become hard after cooling down.
Many Japanese confectioners were already stunned by the wish-making operation.
Such a big pot was lifted up by his eldest sister like this! And it was effortless. Many Japanese fruit were envious, and they also wanted to have such great strength.
"You two, go get some wax paper from the kitchen cupboard and spread it on the table."
"Okay, we'll go right away." Manyu Guozi retracted his shocked expression and hurried into the kitchen. Soon, two people came out each holding three or four sheets of oil paper and laid them out according to Xuyuan's instructions.
Xu Yuan took a wooden spoon, lifted the iron pot and leaned it against the table, and scooped an appropriate amount of liquid into each piece of oil paper.
"Sister, is this brown sugar?" Guozi asked in confusion as he looked at the sticky liquid.
"When it cools down and becomes solid, it becomes brown sugar." Xu Yuan carried the big pot back to the stove, added a spoonful of water into it, and the fire in the stove below had also been extinguished.
The job was done, Xuyuan clapped his hands and went into the kitchen.
At this time, the food was also set on the table, a plate of green vegetables, a plate of spicy fried dried fish, and a plate of egg custard, all of which were steaming. Xu Zhi was now carrying the washed bowl and putting it on the table.
The four of them sat down and started eating.
When he was halfway through his meal, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door. The sound seemed urgent, so Xu Yuan quickly finished all the remaining rice in the bowl and hurried out.
Many Japanese confectioners were very curious, so they followed the wisher out the door holding their bowls.
"Sister Xuyuan, have you seen my grandfather today?"
Outside the door was Pan Dahai, who looked very unhappy and anxious, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
He was also a little at a loss, and could only ask people who were familiar with Grandpa if they had seen anyone, but they all said no.
"Dahai, don't be anxious. Tell me what's going on."
Pan Dahai wiped the sweat from his face and spoke incoherently. Xu Yuan did not interrupt him. Many Japanese confectioners who came to watch the fun were holding their bowls and had lost their appetite. They also became anxious.
"I heard from my grandma that my grandpa went into the mountains with some uncles from the village early in the morning. But now those uncles are back, but my grandpa hasn't come back yet. But, but those uncles said that my grandpa went down the mountain first."
Pan Dahai finished speaking in a halting manner. Seeing Xu Yuan's calm look, for some reason, he was not so impatient anymore.
"Don't worry. There are so many people going into the mountains, so you'll always meet someone. What if your grandfather wants to take a rest and wait to go down the mountain in the afternoon?"
The protective barrier she set up did not indicate that anyone had encountered fatal harm, but at least they were safe now.
"But grandpa also said that he wants to go home for dinner." Pan Dahai was a little anxious because of this.
"Sister Xuyuan, since you didn't see Grandpa, I'll go ask someone else."
"Brother Dahai, don't worry. There is a mountain god in the mountain. I have met one before. Grandpa Pan will be fine." Xuanyu walked up, pulled Pan Dahai's sleeve and comforted him.
"Mountain God? Is it true?" Pan Dahai asked anxiously when he heard many people suddenly say this.
"Really? If you don't believe me, ask my eldest sister. She also encountered this."
Many people threw Pan Dahai's questions to his eldest sister. Xu Yuan did not deny it and nodded.
The ancients believed in the existence of gods and had a mysterious worship of them, so it is not surprising that there are mountain gods in the mountains.
Pan Dahai's eyes lit up. He heard from his grandmother that there were indeed mountain gods in the mountains, but no one could be met casually. Usually, they would guide you to the right path when you were lost, heading to a place you shouldn't go, or were about to die.
"So don't worry. If your grandfather hasn't come back yet, tell the village chief that you must not go up the mountain alone. Got it?"
"I see. Thank you, Sister Xuyuan. I'll go back first."
Pan Dahai thanked Xuyuan, then turned around and ran back.
Seeing Pan Dahai being persuaded to come down, Xu Yuan finally felt relieved, "Remember, don't go into the mountains casually. If you want to go to the mountains, you must follow the adults closely."
"Got it, big sister. We will follow you to pick the thorn balls when the time comes." Many people nodded in agreement, "Big sister, Grandpa Pan will be fine, right? Panda will protect Grandpa Pan."
"Yes, I will."
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"Ah!"
At the same time, in the forest, a sudden sneeze startled the birds in the forest.
The Grandpa Pan that Pan Dahai was anxiously looking for was lying on a big tree branch, with a straw hat covering his face, squinting his eyes, enjoying the breeze in the forest, and a tightly packed backpack tied tightly to the tree trunk.
In a hidden cave not far from the big tree, Panda was looking at the figure lying on the tree. He scratched his head, his round eyes rolling around.
The benefactor sister said that the cave it lives in can’t be discovered by anyone except itself and the small animals it allows. If it encounters danger in the mountains, it just needs to run back to the cave and it will be safe.
But it ran with half belief and half doubt at first, and just now, it believed it.
The old man ran here chasing a rabbit. It was clearly right in front of him, but he didn't notice it. There were also long sweet sticks planted outside his door, which Xiaoduo and Guozi said were sugarcane, but they were also not noticed.
It sat in the open space outside, watching the old man happily shoot a pointed stick at the rabbit, but it missed and hit the ground instead. It looked at the thing and thought how painful it would be if it hit itself. Next time it saw it, it would stay away from it.
And that stupid rabbit hit the tree trunk directly and died instantly. The old man took back the weapon in his hand, picked up the rabbit on the ground with a smile on his face, and then did not leave, but climbed up the tree and lay down.
It looks very comfortable. Next time, it will climb up the tree and try lying like that.
It could feel the old man's joy after picking up the silly rabbit, and he was very happy at this moment.
Panda looked at it and suddenly had an idea.
It knows where those silly rabbits are most abundant. They always like to come and steal its wild fruits. The more they eat, the more puppies they give birth to.
Thinking of this, Panda couldn't help but sing loudly.
Uncle Pan, who was in his sleep, heard the ghostly and wolves-howling singing and couldn't help shouting, "Which little bastard is singing? Why doesn't he sing better? What are you doing with the ghostly and wolves-howling?"
Unfortunately, Panda was so immersed in the singing that he did not hear Uncle Pan’s accusation and sang louder and louder.