When the old man tumbled from the bed, a young Daoist guarding him was terrified and ran out.
He ran while shouting, "Oh no, Daoist Qingfeng, Elder Ma is spitting blood!"
"What, Elder Ma is spitting blood?" Soon, an old man in a gray robe, with his hair tied in a topknot and holding a horsetail whisk, rushed in.
He hurried to the emaciated old man and shouted, "Elder Ma, wake up quickly, don't scare me..."
However, after Daoist Qingfeng shouted several times, Elder Ma remained unconscious.
This immediately terrified Daoist Qingfeng, and he stomped his feet repeatedly, saying, "How could this happen? Elder Ma seems to have been backlashed!"
The young Daoist said, "Daoist Qingfeng, what should we do? If something happens to Elder Ma, his son-in-law will probably set our monastery on fire!"
Daoist Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "I'll have my senior brother, Daoist Ku, come over. He can definitely help us wake Elder Ma."
With that, he took out his phone and dialed the number of Daoist Ku from Jinniao Temple.
"Junior brother Qingfeng, is something the matter?" Daoist Ku asked on the phone as soon as it was connected.
Daoist Qingfeng, with a mournful face, said, "Senior brother, I recently took on a patient and wanted to use Daoist magic to treat him. Unexpectedly, he seems to have been backlashed by my Daoist magic."
"I can't think of a way to save him now, senior brother, please come quickly and help me!"
Daoist Ku sighed and said, "Junior brother, the Daoist magic you use to treat people is, in essence, not proper. It's only a matter of time before patients are backlashed."
"To be honest, even if you ask me to come, I won't be able to think of any good solutions."
Daoist Qingfeng became anxious and said, "Senior brother, the patient I took on has a formidable son-in-law. If he finds out that his father-in-law had an accident here, he'll skin me alive and set my monastery on fire."
"Senior brother, you can't stand by and do nothing!"
Daoist Ku heard this and said, "Qingfeng, if you can't save him, I certainly won't be able to either. However, I can recommend someone to you, and you're sure to succeed if you find him!"
"Who is this person? Tell me quickly!" Daoist Qingfeng asked impatiently.
Daoist Ku said, "This person is in your area, it's Cheng Xiaofan from Zhuxi Village!"
Daoist Qingfeng said, "Cheng Xiaofan's reputation in the Jinbao Town area is indeed well-known, but my patient can't be saved by him!"
Daoist Ku sneered and said, "If you dare to say that even someone of Master Cheng's caliber can't save him, then I have no other options!"
*Slap!*
With that, Daoist Ku hung up the phone directly.
"..." At that moment, Daoist Qingfeng was stunned!
I just said a couple of words about Cheng Xiaofan, why is this Daoist Ku angry with me?
Is Cheng Xiaofan that powerful in his eyes?
"Daoist Qingfeng, let's listen to Daoist Ku and try finding Cheng Xiaofan from Zhuxi Village. We can't just watch Elder Ma die!"
...
Cheng Xiaofan and Bai Yiling bowed to Shennong and then to the Earth God.
After that, the other people present also lit incense and paid their respects to the portraits of Shennong and the Earth God in turn.
After the ceremony, a string of firecrackers was set off, and the portraits of Shennong and the Earth God were removed, along with the incense burner and prayer mats.
At this point, everyone sat around the table and began to eat the new rice.
At this moment, Miao Xiuhua went to the kitchen and came out with a puzzled look on her face, looking at her son, "Xiaofan, I just looked in the kitchen. The stove and everything are cold. How did you make these dishes?"
"..." Cheng Xiaofan was speechless.
Mom, are you being too nosy?
How am I supposed to answer your question, son?
He rolled his eyes and smiled, "Mom, the kitchen is full of smoke and oil. After I finished cooking, I opened the window. The cool autumn breeze blew in, so the stove and pots are naturally cold."
"Fortunately, these dishes are still hot. Everyone eat quickly, don't let them get cold, or they won't taste good!"
Cheng Fugui immediately followed up on his son's words, saying, "Yes, yes, Xiaofan is right. Everyone eat quickly. If I don't eat soon, my mouth will water dry!"
His words made everyone at the table burst into laughter.
In fact, the dishes on the table wouldn't get cold easily.
After Cheng Xiaofan moved these dishes out of the spatial dimension, he covered all the dishes on the table with his internal energy. The aroma of the dishes could permeate the entire house, but the heat wouldn't decrease.
After all, once the dishes got cold, it would affect their taste.
After staying in Zhuxi Village for so many days, Teresa was completely captivated by the local cuisine.
She was also very adept with chopsticks, reaching out to pick up a braised lion's head and placing it on her plate.
The lion's head was coated with a thin layer of golden rice grains, covered in a layer of sauce, with a unique and rich aroma, steaming hot.
Teresa used her chopsticks to scrape off a layer of rice grains from the surface of the lion's head and put them in her mouth. The rice grains were unexpectedly fragrant, soft, like a kind of soft candy, both soft and chewy.
Take a light bite.
The rice grains seemed to bounce between her teeth, giving her a unique texture.
The taste was indescribable, and instantly, that intoxicating aroma tightly wrapped around her taste buds.
Take another bite of the lion's head, chew it gently a few times, and the tender, fragrant taste, which was almost dizzying, made her feel light and airy.
"My God, this is simply too beautiful!" Teresa exclaimed in shock.
Han Jie quickly whispered, "My dear, don't say 'My God' anymore. The sound will scare everyone at the table!"
Mei Xueyun, sitting next to Han Jie, immediately heard his words and said, "Mr. Han, it's alright. If Teresa doesn't call out to God, I'll have to call out to Heaven. Every dish Xiaofan makes is too delicious!"
"Come, come, everyone taste the new rice I made!" Cheng Xiaofan reached out and lifted a lid placed on top of the steamer in the middle of the table.
As soon as the lid was lifted, steam gushed out.
The rich aroma of the new glutinous rice, intertwined with the mixed colorful ingredients, filled the entire room.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on the glutinous rice in the steamer.
"Let me try, let me try!" Miao Dachun, without needing any invitation, took a bowl and immediately served himself a full bowl of rice.
He also scooped a small bowl of pig trotter soup for himself.
*Whoosh!*
*Tsk tsk!*
The first sound was drinking the soup.
The latter was the sound of slurping while eating rice.
These two sounds intertwined, making people’s appetites soar.
Seeing everyone eager to try, Miao Xiuhua smiled from ear to ear and said, "Everyone give me your bowls, I'll serve you rice!"
"Yiling, give me your bowl!"
Generally, when eating new glutinous rice, side dishes are not served at the table.
However, in Cheng Xiaofan's opinion, this was the first time in his life he was cooking new rice for his family. Moreover, times were good now, and guests were visiting. If he didn't make this meal of new rice rich and abundant, it would be a disservice to his little vanity.
"Xiaofan, tell Mom, why are the dishes you made today tastier than any you've made before?" Miao Xiuhua asked curiously.
"..." How can I tell you this, old lady?
Can I tell you it's cuisine from another dimension?