My master is invincible

Chapter 1916 Broken White
This feeling lingered in my mind for a while, and I couldn't figure out what happened afterwards.

And Uncle Huang just told me that the old man cooks Yin-Yang rice on a raw iron plate, and he didn't seem to want to talk about it later.

This made me more and more curious, and I subconsciously looked at Uncle Huang.

Uncle Huang was instructing those people to fiddle with the old man's body. When he saw my eyes, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Jiu, wait for 2 minutes."

I couldn't say anything about it, so I stood there for a while.

Because I am a little weak at this time, even if it is 2 minutes, it seems that I can't last that long.

So, I just sat on the ground and kept staring at them as they fiddled with the old man's body.

After about 3 minutes, the old man's body was carried by seven or eight villagers and walked towards the main room, while Uncle Huang walked towards me.

Seeing me sitting on the ground, he first helped me up, and then walked me towards his house.

After about three or four steps, he stopped and asked me to hold on to the wall, while he walked towards the altar.

In less than a moment, he came over with something extra in his hand.

Strictly speaking, it is a cast iron plate. The strange thing is that there is something round on top of the cast iron plate, which is a bit like the bowl we usually eat.

Wait, no, that thing is not like a bowl, but like cooked rice, it just looks like a bowl and chopsticks.

Could it be... yin and yang rice?

Hell, this is not right, why is the rice cooked on top of the pig iron plate in this shape, and more importantly, I didn’t see the slightest trace of being burned around the pig iron plate.

Uncle Huang seemed to have noticed my eyes, smiled at me, and said softly: "Go into the room first, and I will explain to you later."

While talking, he helped me into the room.

After we entered the room, he closed and locked the door, found me a bamboo and rattan chair, and put the Yin Yang rice beside me, and he found a wooden stool and sat down opposite me.

When I saw his actions, I felt like a mirror in my heart. He was planning to have a long talk with me.

"Xiao Jiu!" He was the first to speak.

I hummed, and I didn't know what was going on. My body seemed to be recovering well. After only a few minutes, the pain in my body had gradually eased.

"Before the old man died, he greeted me with three things. One is that I told you before, don't say sorry within seven days, otherwise, it will cause the turbidity in your body to churn, which will cause problems in your internal organs, and even It will be life-threatening." Uncle Huang said as he picked up a spoon and handed it to me.

I looked at him suspiciously, and really didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him, "What are you doing with the spoon?"

He smiled slightly, "Of course I'm treating you to a Yin-Yang meal."

Ok?
Invite me to eat yin and yang rice?

What's the situation?
Isn't the yin and yang rice for Mrs. Yuan and other corpses to eat?
Why did you let me eat?

Isn't this bullshit!
At that moment, my face darkened for a moment, and I just stared at Uncle Huang without saying a word.

Uncle Huang probably guessed what I was thinking, so he said, "Xiao Jiu, it's like this, the second thing the old man greeted before he died was to let you have a bite of yin and yang rice."

"Reason!" My voice was a little dissatisfied.

It's not that I have a small belly, the main thing is that this stuff itself was made for the dead, but now I'm being asked to eat it, isn't that a curse.

Furthermore, I can see the ingredients of this yin and yang rice very clearly. The ingredients used are black dog blood, human blood, and eight-treasure porridge.

If it is said that the following ingredients can be eaten simply, the problem is that some human blood is mixed in this yin and yang rice, if it is eaten.

I... I... I'm really speechless.

And Uncle Huang heard what I said, and quickly explained: "Xiao Jiu, do you have the habit of steaming eggs in your hometown?"

Ok?
Why do you ask this?

I looked at him suspiciously, but subconsciously nodded.

He went on to say, "Since you have the habit of steaming eggs, you should be able to understand."

I didn't understand what he meant, so I heard him say again: "Xiao Jiu, you also know that after breaking the eggs, stir them evenly, add some salt, and steam for a while. After the eggs are cooked, how do you think they should be eaten?" ?”

Eat it with a spoon!
This is my first thought!

Wait, no.

It does not seem to be the case.

I still remember when I was a child, when my mother steamed eggs for me, she would give my father a spoon, and then said to my father, "You break the white first."

Speaking of Pobai, according to my hometown's emphasis, generally steamed eggs will be eaten by parents or grandparents and above, and children cannot eat the first bite.

It is said that once a child eats the first bite, someone will sabotage it when they marry a wife in the future, and it will even lead to unlucky marriage in this life.

Although there is no source or basis for this particularity, it is very popular in my hometown.

And now that Uncle Huang mentions steamed eggs, he must be asking me to break the white of this yin and yang rice.

This made me a little unsure about paying attention, so I asked him: "Are you going to break the white?"

His face brightened, and he quickly said: "That's right, the old man once said that this yin and yang meal must be broken by you. On the one hand, it will help you recover your body, and on the other hand, if you eat this yin and yang meal, you will lose weight." It will be a lot easier when feeding the dead to eat yin and yang food."

I understand what he means, once I eat the first mouthful of food, the deceased will easily treat me as one of his own when I eat the yin and yang meal for the deceased. To put it bluntly, the deceased will not embarrass me.

But, let me eat the first yin-yang rice, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that I didn't move, Uncle Huang persuaded me again, saying, "Xiao Jiu, I don't want you to swallow this yin and yang meal, you just need to hold it in your mouth for 3 minutes. In the words of the old man, As long as you hold it for a few minutes, you can absorb the yin and yang energy left by the yin and yang rice, and the yin and yang rice was made by the old man with his life, so you should be able to imagine the benefits of the first bite of rice."

I nodded, I naturally understand what he said, not to mention that the old man risked his life to make it, the ingredients of the Yin Yang rice alone are enough to show that this thing is very nourishing!

But, I always feel that I can't pass the test in my heart.

To put it bluntly, this yin and yang rice has human blood, if it is black dog blood, it is easy to say.

The problem is that this human blood really can't get over the hurdle in my heart.

At this moment, Uncle Huang spoke again. He said, "Xiao Jiu, the old man said, you will take the first bite, and I will take the second. Don't worry, there will be no side effects."

After staring at him for a while, I didn't act pretentious anymore, after all, the old man had already greeted him.

Immediately, I quickly grabbed the spoon, filled a small mouthful of Yin-Yang rice, and handed it to my mouth.

(End of this chapter)