Emperor’s Domination Chapter 2048: Tofu Pudding of Old Mo
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The small town is not big, but it is very quaint. The small town is formed by rocks and the streets are paved with hemp and stone of one piece of block. I don’t know how many years this small city has been established. I saw potholes on the wall, arrow hole gun pits on the city stones, and the gap left by the siege weapon.
The years have passed, generations have changed, people have come and gone, and the town has witnessed one after another era. The street already paved with hemp has been trampled by pedestrians and has lost its edges. It is very round, and some stone streets have even been polished. .
The small town is small, simple and elegant, with small bridges and flowing water, as well as an old house. This is a very quiet little place. The residents living here live a leisurely and peaceful life. Not many, so most of the left and right neighborhoods know each other.
If you have just arrived in the small city, you ask the residents of the city what is the most famous thing in the city. The residents in the city will not even think about it, and they blurt out: “Old Mo‘s Tofu Pudding .”
If you have just arrived in the small town, ask the residents in the city, what is the best food in the small town, and the residents in the city will not even think about it, and blurt out: “Old Mo‘s Tofu Pudding .”
If you ask the residents in the city, what is the happiest thing in this small town, I’m afraid that the residents will still think about it, and blurt out: “Queue up to buy Tofu Pudding of Old Mo.”
When you come to such a small town, you either ca n’t remember the name of the town, or you ca n’t remember any scenic spots in this town, but you must remember the Tofu Pudding of Old Mo, if you have eaten the Old Mo Tofu Pudding , I’m afraid you will never forget it, of course, if you can buy it.
What kind of person is Old Mo? Residents in the city cannot tell, even if the oldest Old Man in the city cannot tell, everyone only has an impression of Old Mo — Tofu Pudding .
Tofu Pudding is the image of Old Mo, everyone will think of Tofu Pudding when talking about Old Mo, and Old Mo when talking about Tofu Pudding .
As for Old Mo, what is his surname, where does he come from, and what kind of person is he? No one in the city can say it, because everyone does n’t remember what kind of person Old Mo is, except everyone only Remember Old Mo except Tofu Pudding , other thing never remember.
“Tofu Pudding of Old Mo.” When Li Qiye entered this small town, he couldn’t help showing a faint smile.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak …” At this time, a squeaky squad sounded in the alley of one Stone Street. As soon as you heard such a squad, the left and right neighborhoods suddenly became energetic.
“Old Mo is coming —” I don’t know who called out, all around Stone Street was clamoring, the children’s laughter, Little Miss‘s shout, and a bowl of ping pong.
In a burst of old and young laughter, already beside Stone Street formed a long line of one.
In a creak of flat shoulders, I saw a Old Man carrying two forest barrels, Old Man, a Chinese character face, his face was covered with wrinkles, and years left an indelible mark on his face. trace. Old Man was wearing a ge clothing, with a one towel on his shoulders, even with two full barrels of Tofu Pudding on his shoulders. He still walked like a bird on his way, looking extraordinarily strong and powerful, giving a feeling of being old and strong.
I walked to the team, so I could relax the burden on my shoulders, put the wooden bucket, hold the wooden spoon in my hand, lift the gauze covered on the wooden bucket, and snorted, saying, “Open the bucket, fast-moving. Good team. “
Old Mo These movements are done in one go, such as flowing clouds, each movement is appropriate and accurate.
Old Mo picked up a spoonful of Tofu Pudding and put it in the little girl’s bowl at the front. The little girl stuffed the copper plate into the cloth around the waist of Old Mo and left with a full Tofu Pudding .
“Old Mo, I have a bowl too. I did n’t buy it in line yesterday.” I do n’t know how many people in the team looks at white flower Tofu Pudding drooling, especially smelling the sweet bean aroma, It is even more tempting to covet.
So, I don’t know how many people in the team have their necks stretched out, and their eyes are hanging on the Tofu Pudding in the barrel. Everyone is afraid that Tofu Pudding will bottom out and it will be gone when it is own.
But the two barrels of Tofu Pudding soon reached the bottom. After Old Mo sold the last spoonful of Tofu Pudding , he patted the cloth around his waist and heard that the copper plate inside was rattling. He also Did not go to count, said with a smile: “Tofu Pudding sold, see you tomorrow morning.” Then I took thing.
“Well, Old Mo, you make two barrels a day, and the neighborhoods have a lot of opinions, don’t you hang our appetite? Based on the opinions of the neighborhoods, how do you have to make four barrels every day.” Didn’t buy Tofu Pudding The neighbour could not help complaining.
But Old Mo just smiled, and did not answer the complaints of the neighbours. After packing up good thing, he put his load on his shoulders, sang, and said, “Go!” Then he picked the wooden bucket in three steps. Slowly, slowly walking back.
looks at Old Mo, Li Qiye couldn’t help but smile. He was also an Anbe, and followed Old Mo leisurely.
As for the neighbours who haven’t bought Tofu Pudding , that can only be a few complaints, and then all one after another is scattered. Because Old Mo has been selling Tofu Pudding here for decades, it will not change, and there will be no more and no less. There are only two barrels a day, and the neighbours that have not been bought can only see early tomorrow.
The place where Old Mo lives is only one street that’s all where he sells Tofu Pudding . Old Mo lives in a small yard. This yard is not big, but the courtyard and the small earthen wall surround the yard.
The yard is very old. I do n’t know how many years it has been built. Even the threshold has been depressed. After Old Mo returned home, he lowered the barrel, stretched a lazy waist, then carried out a large basket of soybeans, grabbed one, and slowly selected it in the sun.
In the words of Old Mo, Tofu Pudding is good or not. Soy beans are very important, so Old Mo‘s Tofu Pudding is made of strong and full soybeans, and each soybean is He chose it with his own hands. Not only did he pick out the dried up soybeans, but also peeled off the remaining bean coat.
Old Mo selects soybeans one by one in the sun, very carefully and meticulously, even if this soybean has a small bug eye, he will be picked out by him.
Old Mo chooses soybeans and concentrates on the gods. At this moment, he seems to have forgotten the whole world. In his eyes, there is only one soya bean. There is no one in the world except this one soya bean. The other thing can get into his eyes.
Li Qiye followed in and leaned on the old Locust Tree in the courtyard. looks at Old Mo selected soybeans one by one. Li Qiye didn’t bother him, just quietly looks at him that’s all.
When the sun was west, Old Mo finally finished selecting all his soybeans in a large basket. He stretched his arms and squinted his old eyes, looks at Li Qiye, said, “What’s the matter, little brother? What? “
Li Qiye smiled lightly and said slowly: “I just came to see you, take a look at this world, take a look at this world.”
“My old man, broken body, what’s so nice about it.” Old Mo shook his head with a smile and said.
“Every line has its own way.” Li Qiye said with emotion: “Just to see if you can dive into your heart to do that’s all, as long as you dive down, sell Tofu Pudding , weave straw mats, or bake it Huachi, that’s all Grand Dao of one, when you come to the end of this one Grand Dao … “
“… What you see is not a mystery. What you see is a persistent Dao Heart. How many people can understand this principle.” Speaking of which, Li Qiye gently Sigh.
When I heard Li Qiye‘s words, Old Mo looked surprised, even a little dignified. He clenched his arms to Li Qiye and said, “I don’t know where Fellow Daoist comes from.”
“The passer-by that’s all in this world comes from a distant place.” Li Qiye smiled, approached, and sighed to the beanie on the ground.
I only heard the sound of “Peng”. All the beanie danced and floated in the air. In the blink of an eye, these beanie formed a crow. This crow flew wings and flew around the top of Old Mo. In the circle, at last I heard a “pond”, the crow fell to the ground, and it was still a piece of beanie that’s all.
After seeing such a crow, Old Mo‘s body shook, his face changed, and he returned to his mind for a moment. He deeply replied to Li Qiye and said bowing the body, “It turned out that Saint Teacher was coming. Sin. “
“You don’t need to be so polite.” Li Qiye smiled and said, “Although you and I are different, they all belong to the same source, the whole 13 Continents, and several people can be like you.”
“Saint Teacher is too popular, please in Saint Teacher.” Old Mo smiled and invited Li Qiye into the house.
Sitting in the interior hall of the house, Li Qiye only glanced at that’s all. The house was very simple. There was no other thing except the tables and chairs, but the entire house was cleaned.
“If I have any purpose here, well, this era is your best at making Tofu Pudding , and I also want to eat a bowl of Tofu Pudding .” Li Qiye was also polite and said with a smile.
“It’s time for Saint Teacher to come, and I happen to have a bowl too.” Old Mo also smiled and said frankly.
After a while, Old Mo puts out a bowl of steaming Tofu Pudding and puts it in front of the Li Qiye table. Li Qiye is also polite, picks up a spoon, and drinks it bit by bit. Each bite eats and drinks slowly. What they eat is just like a fairy pulp.
A short time later, a hot bowl of Tofu Pudding also bottomed out. Li Qiye was content, wiped his mouth, and said, “human world‘s most common food, that’s all, comes from your hands, but it has become human world‘s gourmet. After all, , Or a question of intention, with intention, will always turn decay into magic. “
Envious of the fellow students that National Day can go out to play, National Day Xiao Sheng still stays at home with code words, the eggs hurt, and writing books is not easy, please fellow students, please vote for “Emperor’s Domination” (to be continued.)