kiss the beast world

Chapter 378 Rice, the Best of Five Grains
Is it a small thing...

Wen Yue lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

The young man who waited silently for rescue, waited for a long time but waited for an explanation, so don't be too sad.

"Sister, why are you ignoring me? Why don't you explain clearly to your brother-in-law? Are you so cruel that Xiao Bei starves to death?"

The young man's sad little expression, plus ninety-nine percent of his mourning demeanor, was so real that Wen Yue could hardly bear it, and awarded him a small Tongren Award!
"No, take it."

He casually picked up an unopened bamboo tube on the nearby stone, raised his hand and threw it to him.

When the boy decided to follow his heart, oh no, follow his sister's wishes, after receiving the Heibuliuqiu bamboo tube, he was about to slap his mouth after scratching.

"call out!"

A cold light like falling into an abyss suddenly struck.

The young man was holding the bamboo tube, and the bone knife had just been lifted, and he hadn't even had time to point it at the bamboo cover, so he knew where the murderous gaze came from without even looking at him.

Other than his cruel brother-in-law, who else could be? Immediately, the young man began to howl after a disagreement: "Sister..."

"Little Patriarch, aren't you hungry?"

Wen Yue snatched the rice in a bamboo tube from Lang Ye's hand, picked up the small spoon by herself, scooped up spoonfuls of delicious food, and personally delivered it to the mouth of the arrogant patriarch.

"hungry."

Lang Ye withdrew his eyes, looked down at the delicious food on his lips, slightly pursed his thin lips into a smile, and slowly opened them.

"If you're hungry, eat quickly, finish eating early, and rest early. Tomorrow we will dry the rice in the field, collect the rice, pack it up and pack it up and go home."

Thinking of the large piece of rice in the field, Wen Yue couldn't help but smile.

Even the action of feeding the meal was much lighter, but fortunately, at the very beginning of eating the rice in bamboo tube, Lang Ye picked out all the chicken for her, leaving only the tender shiitake mushrooms and soft glutinous rice.

Otherwise, at this moment, Lang Ye would have to be stuck in his throat by the extremely fast-moving bones, unable to spit out or swallow, enjoying the pain and joy.

"Yue'er, this rice is the staple food you often mention, the best of the five grains, the eternal life-saving food, rice?"

Lang Ye asked softly while taking a bite of the fragrant and soft glutinous rice.

In fact, he was not the only one who wanted to ask this question, Feng Yan and Lang Bei had also wanted to ask it for a long time.

If it wasn't for Wen Yue's reaction and depression when she first saw the golden rice field, they wouldn't have stopped talking until now.

God knows, when they saw that the golden rice grains were taken away by the little star in a small bag, and after swaying around in a circle, they turned into white and fragrant fine grains.

After Wen Yue's divine operation, they were amazed and shocked when they became the delicacy that was not only delicious, but also made people want to bite off their tongues.

"Yes, rice, fragrant and sweet rice." Wen Yue replied with a smile.

Memories have become memories, let the past pass, the most important thing at present is to live well now and live well in the future.

"Sister, this rice is really like what you said, a life-saving food?"

Lang Bei moved his body, thousands of miles away from Lang Ye, and asked.

"Of course it's true."

Wen Yue sorted out her long-lost memory, and spoke eloquently:
"A long, long time ago, in the famine years when there was not enough to eat, people were very lucky if they only had a small bowl of rice porridge that couldn't be thinner, because that would allow them to spend a whole day without any food. A long day."

"At that time, how many people who were dying of starvation and were reborn after being given a bowl of porridge by kind-hearted people, how many people saw the hope of life again because of a bowl of rice porridge, and persisted through the famine period. .”

"Rice, for us, is an irreplaceable substance endowed with supreme and special meaning. It has the meaning of food and clothing, the meaning of life, and more importantly, the meaning of home."

Wen Yue's voice was calm and serious, and with a smile in An Ran's eyes, it was not difficult to see how much she admired rice and how attached she was to rice.

Chinese people are paranoid and cherish rice. If there is no rice in a meal, they will always feel that they are not full, as if they lack some soul.

And Wen Yue, of course, was the same.

Rice is stored in the deepest memory of her soul. It is to work in the fields with Master, cut rice and dry rice together, wash rice and cook together, and taste the delicious fruits of labor together.

It is a poem in Chinese textbooks when I was studying:
"At noon on the day of hoeing, the sweat drips down to the soil."

"Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey."

No matter how the times change, no matter where you go, the thousands of years of cultivation and improvement in China, and the history of making a fortune are always deeply rooted, penetrating into the soul, penetrating into the bones, giving people knowledge, teaching people how to be self-reliant, and accompanying people for a long time.

"Rice, amazing!"

The little boy was amazed when he heard that.

Even though he had ten sentences, eight of them couldn't understand what Wen Yue was talking about.

But it does not hinder him, he began to hold a deep obsession with the peerless delicacy in the third largest bamboo tube in his hand at the moment - rice with shiitake mushrooms and chicken in bamboo tubes.

The young man swears that the bamboo rice in his mouth at this moment is definitely the most delicious, the most delicious, the most delicious, and the most irresistible delicacy he has ever eaten since he was a child.

"Indeed, it's amazing."

Lang Ye rarely agrees.

It turned out that she used to eat such delicious rare rice every day, every meal.

No wonder, when she first came to the Southern Wolf Clan, she was so surprised when she received the first barbecue.

original.

It's not that barbecue doesn't suit her taste, and it's not that she's not hungry, but that she has always lived a life like a celestial being, and she has never seen such a hard and unpalatable barbecue.

Lang Ye couldn't help laughing at himself.

"Sister, can this rice be planted?"

The young boy suddenly remembered what Wen Yue had said in the past, and immediately approached him with bright eyes and asked.

Wen Yue once said that in this world, as long as there are living plants and suitable soil, 90.00% of them can be transplanted or cultivated.

Not only Lang Bei remembered this remark, but Lang Ye and Feng Yan also remembered it clearly. Because of this, all three of them looked at her expectantly.

"can."

Wen Yue is only one word, serious but heavy, and gives hope to change everything.

Farming is easy or difficult, and for someone like her who has experience in urination since childhood, it is not a worry at all.

Although the world is different, the climate is different, the soil is different, but there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart!

"Wow! Yes, I can!"

"Yeah! Oh yeah, that's great!"

The boy stood up excitedly, and his immature face, which was already blue and purple, was even more excited at this moment.

Raising his arms straight to the night sky, he began to raise his arms and shout.

For a moment, the joyful wolf howling that belongs only to the young wolf, aww, aww, dawn and quiet night.

Feng Yan, who was a little restrained, even though he didn't react as quickly as him, his face flushed with excitement, and the hand holding the bamboo tube began to tighten unconsciously, and he didn't even notice that the bamboo tube was deformed.

(End of this chapter)