Mojia Village.
The little people got up very early and gathered around the place where rice was distributed yesterday.
In addition, there are six tables and thirty-five chairs placed nearby. Two of the tables and chairs are relatively low, intended for children to sit together, and the other four tables are for adults.
Even the bowls, chopsticks and plates were set out.
But no one was sitting, everyone was standing under the platform, and some little people were walking around, looking anxious.
Luo Mingyue was stunned for a moment, "Are they...hungry?"
Could it be that she got up too late and made the little ones hungry?
In order to save time, Luo Mingyue did not show her face to communicate with them, but quickly took out the stone basin from the storage space.
One of them usually contains goat's milk.
One is millet porridge.
The other three are steamed bun pieces, chopped green onion and scrambled egg pieces, and a cold dish of celery and soybeans.
Add them to the village one by one.
In order not to disturb them while they were eating, Luo Mingyue withdrew her hand after putting it down and just observed them from outside the cardboard box.
Jiang Yanfeng looked up at the sky and said, "The immortal put down the food and disappeared."
The villagers were howling with hunger and they all picked up their bowls and filled them with goat milk for the children first.
"Daddy, I don't like goat milk, I want to drink millet porridge!"
"You are still young, drinking this is good for your health."
The diameter of a grain of millet is 1 mm.
Put yourself in their shoes. If a real millet grain were enlarged 20 times, its diameter would expand to 20 mm, or 2 cm, which is about the same size as Chibi Maruko-chan.
However, the rice grains are cooked very soft, so even the elderly can chew them.
Scrambled eggs with chopped green onions contain not only oil but also salt, which is also chopped and tastes very delicious.
The celery and soybeans are also cooked until very soft before being served cold, which is very refreshing to eat.
Soybeans are difficult to cut as they are relatively large in size. Celery has been chopped but not as finely as steamed buns and scrambled eggs.
The stone basin containing scrambled eggs with chopped green onions was soon empty.
Luo Mingyue was amazed at the amount of food the little people ate. It seemed that their appetites...had grown bigger?
When the little people finished their meal, only a shallow layer of goat milk remained at the bottom of the basin.
There is a little more millet porridge left.
The other three stone basins were empty.
Luo Mingyue stretched out his hand and took away all five stone basins.
After the little people had eaten and drunk their fill, they subconsciously looked up at the sky.
Jiang Yanfeng said: "The immortal is not here."
Some villagers were worried and asked, "Does the immortal hate us?"
"Is it possible that the Immortal dislikes us for eating too much?"
"Ah, it's quite a lot. Today I drank five bowls of goat milk and ate a lot of steamed buns and scrambled eggs with green onions..."
"I ate a lot, too. Did the rice last night whet my appetite? My appetite increased significantly this morning. I'm worried that I won't be able to support myself by farming in the future..."
Mo Jin frowned and said, "Don't speculate on the immortal's thoughts. After we had eaten, the stone basin was taken away immediately, which shows that the immortal's eyes are always on us. As for why the immortal didn't show up... Do you still want the immortal to talk to us every day?"
"But...but the immortal doesn't say anything. I feel bad."
Jiang Yanfeng smiled and said, "I think you are just asking for more. The immortal has given you food, and you still want the immortal to chat with you?"
The villager's face turned red with anxiety, and he quickly explained: "No, before I went to the town to work for others, and I only got a full meal and two big cakes for my wages. In comparison, the immortal is really too kind... I always want to do something for the immortal, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
"Yes, we have eaten so much food from the immortal, why doesn't she order us around..."
Mo Jin said: "We are so young, what can we do to help the immortals?"
The villagers were somewhat frustrated.
Jiang Yanfeng said: "Okay, don't think too much, take the bowl away quickly and go home to wash it!"
Thinking of the immortal's love of cleanliness, the villagers took action again. They not only cleaned their homes spotlessly, but also wiped the stone tablet with "Mojia Village" written on it at the entrance of the village several times.
The farmlands have been watered by the immortals, but they cannot be cultivated now because many black dream flowers and evil curse grass have grown in the fields. They are all poisonous and have strong vitality. They can survive even without water.
The little people carried baskets, hoes or shovels, and began to clean up the black flowers and plants. They were poisonous, but they were also fertilizers. In the Little People Village, before sowing seeds in the fields, they had to mix the black dream flowers and evil curse grass, crush them, add water, and mix them into "fertilizer water". Then they could irrigate the fields and plant them. Otherwise, the seeds would not germinate.
The villagers are not clear about the reason for doing this, but they have been doing it for generations, and it has gradually become "common sense". Although the fertilizer water is toxic, the crops grown from it are non-toxic and harmless.
As for Jiang Yanfeng and Mo Jin, they did not go to the fields, but instead found a carpenter in the village and used the morning time to make a triangular cube, or a triangular pyramid.
Jiang Yanfeng took a brush and wrote three big characters on the inclined surface of one side of the triangular pyramid:
"Xianjuantai".
As the name suggests, it is a platform favored by immortals.
Afterwards, Mo Jin and the carpenter lifted the triangular pyramid and placed it on the platform where the villagers held meetings. Because the immortals would put food on the open space next to the platform, Jiang Yanfeng decided to give this place a name so that it would be easier to call it in the future.
As for the water bowl buried in the soil next to the platform, it is called the "White Porcelain Fairy Pond".
Of course, Luo Mingyue did not agree with this name, she preferred to call it "water bowl pool".
While the little people were busy, Luo Mingyue was not idle either. She filled the "water bowl pool" with clean water to make it convenient for the villagers to fetch water.
Then, he found a few unwanted clothes from the closet and cut them into small pieces with scissors.
By the way, he found five more stones, cut them skillfully, hollowed them out, washed them with clean water, wiped off the water droplets, and made them into a small stone basin.
However, the space next to the Xianjuan Terrace is limited, and it is relatively spacious to place five stone boxes. If you want to place more, you can only place them a little further away. Luo Mingyue does not plan to place too many stone basins. He only makes a few more for easy replacement.
The morning passed by unknowingly.
At noon, the hardworking villagers were still working in the fields when they heard a child say, "I saw the hand of the immortal appear!"
So the villagers in the fields hurried back home, put down their baskets, washed their hands, picked up their bowls, chopsticks and plates, and hurried to the "Xianjuantai".
Today's main dish is noodles with soybean paste.
In the other stone basins, there were sweet and sour pork tenderloin, lotus seed tofu, chicken thighs and egg drop soup.
Except for the egg drop soup, everything else is chopped.
"Wow, there's meat!"
"Oh my god, is this the kind of noodles that immortals eat? They look a bit weird."
"What's so strange about that? It must be that the immortal's noodles are longer, so he cut them into small pieces specifically for us."
"The immortal is so kind to us."
"The point is meat! I haven't eaten meat for a long time! The food provided to us by the immortals before was relatively light. I thought immortals only ate vegetarian food and didn't eat meat!"
"I always thought that immortals don't eat..."
"Do you know what kind of meat this is?"
The sweet and sour pork tenderloin is easy to recognize, but the chopped chicken thighs are not so easy to identify.