48 Hours a Day

“Oh, is that Nara's tea? ”

Zhang Heng took up the bowl in front of him and sniffed it under his nose. Xiao Shanxi cooked the meal with a wonderful aroma of tea and cereal, with a hint of salt and wine.

Also, Nara tea rice is not just rice, in addition to rice, there are cereals, dried chestnuts, sticky rice, and red beans and stir-fried soybeans, which are cooked with tall soup and served in a bowl, plus pickled vegetables and tofu soup, which was originally the food of the monks of Nara East Temple and Xingfu Temple, but then accidentally became popular.

“Why don't you try it?” Shancy put down the wooden spoon and hurried.

“You're welcome.” Zhang Heng picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a strip of marinated radish and ate it into his mouth with a hot tea meal that had just come out of the pot.

“What do you say?” Little Sandy sat on her knees and asked nervously.

Zhang Heng did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes and carefully felt the smell between his lips. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "Well, unexpectedly delicious. I didn't expect Miss Koyama to have such a good craftsmanship. ”

“Where, just learned from my father.” Xiao Shanxi Dao, sitting back, Zhang Heng's reaction seemed to relieve her.

“Can your father still cook?” Zhang Heng asked.

“Yeah, my father once said that cooking, like knife trails, is a cultivation that takes patience to finally see the heart.” Little Sansy-do.

…………

Five days have elapsed since Yamada et al came forward to provoke.

After Changzhou clan's samurai retreated, Zhang Heng had proposed to simply join Xiaoshan Lane. However, Xiaoshan Xi did not immediately promise to come down, but asked Zhang Heng to think carefully for a few more days.

In Xiao Shanxi's view, the worshipper is a big thing in life, you can't make hasty decisions, and Zhang Heng's knife is so powerful. Even if his father is still alive, Xiao Shanxi doesn't even know what else he can teach Zhang Heng.

She invited Zhang Heng over today, just to cook a meal and thank the latter for saving her life.

In addition to Nara's tea, she prepared roasted ravioli, fresh ravioli and white roasted on the skin, then dipped in vinegar and sliced into slices, with mustard and mud miso, delicious and popular in Kyoto.

The disciple's chamber at Matsuo Basho (yes, yes, the famous haiku of Sunrise), whose corner had left a saying, “Purple Vine blossoms and fingers are waiting to sit on the first day of eating" to express their thief's desire to eat fish, as well as the ultimate eater's fury shouting out the slogan, "I'd rather be a wife to eat fish too”. Every year when the fish is first listed, the price can even soar to equal gold, only the general's fame can eat it.

Now it's the common man's turn, but for this meal, Sandy spent a lot of money, and subsidized food for the kids, I'm afraid the rent that Sandy just received won't last long.

Actually, the best way to do this is to close the dojo and live in Kyoto on rent, or marry a woman, a godson, but she never seemed to think about those possibilities.

Someone knocked on the gate of the hill dojo while the two were eating.

Xiao Shanxi put out the furnace fire and said to Zhang Hengdao, “I'll open the door, you keep eating. ”

She ran to the front door, pulled the door open and stood outside with a couple who looked strange.

“What can I do for you two?” Little Sandy asked.

The man had not yet spoken, his wife had knelt down and shouted benefactor.

“Eh?” Little Sandy was a little confused.

Fortunately, the man said, "We are the parents of a thousand generations, and a few days ago you saved two little girls at the market, one of whom is our daughter. ”

“Oh, that thing, don't worry about it, it's just a show of hands.” Little Sandy was a little embarrassed, and she also saw a thousand generations hiding behind her parents, who were holding a box and seemed a little shy.

The male owner picked up the box in her hand and stuffed it in little Sandy's hand, "I know I can't thank you enough for saving my life, but I expect you to take it. ”

Little Sandy opened the box and saw a rib difference inside.

“My ancestors are famous blacksmiths of Ise, but in shame, in my generation, I can only beat some farm tools, luckily there is still a family knife left, I hope you can use it.” The man is humane.

“It's too precious, since it belongs to your ancestors, it's better to stay in your hands.” Little Sandy exclaimed.

“No, no, we're not samurai, and even if we leave it at home, it's better to give it to someone who needs it, and if it's you, we're sure to use it well.” Seeing little Sandy refuse, the male owner is also in a bit of a hurry, pulling his daughter down on her knees like his wife.

Zhang Heng heard the noise outside the door, thinking that the people of Changzhou clan had come back, he put down the bowl chopsticks and walked out of the dojo, but he saw the scene in front of him.

Chiyo also seemed a little surprised to see him, I didn't expect him to still live with Xiao Shanxi, his eyes curiously moved over Xiao Shanxi and Zhang Heng, presumably guessing the relationship between them in his heart.

In the end, Little Sancy couldn't resist the pair of blacksmiths, only to accept the rib difference, so the three of the family left thankfully.

Little Sandy stood at the door of the dojo with that knife, seemed to have been hooked up with some memories and bowed her head to think about something.

Zhang Heng did not disturb her. She shouted after half a while and raised her head. "I'm sorry, I remembered some of what my father had said before. Xiaoshan Mingxing was attacking lightly because everyone had something in their heart that they wanted to guard, the knife book murder weapon, but if they used it, they could save people. This is probably why he opened a dojo. Today, I understand him better. ”

“Can I see it?” Zhang Heng reached out and took the rib difference from little Sanxie's hand.

It is slightly lighter than a regular knife. Although it has been a while since the blade was formed, it is well maintained. The blade is still sharp and employs the Jade Kong technique. It is a good knife to smelt iron sand into iron blocks in the furnace, then crush it with iron, melt it into iron strips, and beat the final form constantly.

“Take it if you like.” Xiao Shanxi Dao, she had long noticed that Zhang Heng only had an old knife, no rib difference.

Of course, rib difference is less common than knife and knife fighting, and in most cases it is used for emergencies when a samurai loses his knife or knife, or for armor breaking and fighting in small places.