Anxin netted a fish in the river of the leisurely farm to steam, caught a local chicken on the grassland in the north, and fried a palace fried chicken with full color and flavor. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mix a hot and sour shredded potato, scramble an egg with blanched Ma Lantou, spread a leek cake, and steam some white steamed buns and multigrain steamed buns.

If Anxin kneades flour, Wang Zhuoyun will help mix water, he is not Wang Rujia, his eyes are very poisonous, and he is also very accurate, every time he adds water, he will add benefits, so that Anxin will give a thumbs up again and again, saying that he is very talented in the food industry, and he is praised for his red face and red ears, and the lover can't find the north.

The two of them were busy, and the cooperation was seamless, and they soon made a table of very distinctive country-style food, Wang Zhuoyun's eyes lit up, but he didn't forget the credit of the two little guys, and prepared another table for them to let go of their bellies and eat.

Moqi nodded vigorously while eating, I don't know why, it's obviously the same steamed bun, but what I ate at Zeng's house tasted is good, soft and sweet, and strong.

"Hey, rest assured, the mushroom sauce you sent me before is very delicious, why don't you take a little out today." Wang Zhuoyun looked at Anxin with slander, and she was speechless for a while, she was really a big foodie, very fine, and only remembered the delicious food.

But for the sake of the pile of seeds, let's satisfy him, open his cupboard again, and take out two small bottles of mushroom sauce, one bottle for the two of them to eat, and one bottle for Moqin and Moqi.

The two little guys, when they looked at the bottle, had a vague impression, isn't this the bottle of their own young master, the special baby?

Oh, it turned out to be the sauce sent by the Anxin girl, what kind of treasure are they still in, their own young master hides it tightly, I remember that once the Yuan family accidentally smelled the aroma, and after eating, his appetite was opened, and he removed half a bottle at once, and the young master's flesh hurt, as if he was eating some kind of dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

Anxin first demonstrates how to create, the most unique and memorable steamed bread feast, first break the middle of the steamed bun, and then put the palace fried chicken, maran head scrambled eggs, fish, mushroom sauce layer by layer, and finally seal with matsutake or bamboo sunflower.

Take the steamed bun vertically, bite it gently, first eat the soft and strong steamed bun, and then the fresh matsutake mushroom or bamboo sunflower, the umami here has not completely dispersed, the spicy mushroom sauce immediately invaded, a strong sweep, completely subverting your taste senses.

If you feel a little spicy, the sweet and tender fish immediately fills the spicy vacancy, and immediately liberates your taste buds.

It's just that people can't help but indulge in it, taste it deeply, and forget to go back.

Moqi will only keep eating, and then nod his head with his mouth puffed up, and vaguely say that it is delicious, it is really delicious, it is very delicious!

The rest can no longer be said.

But Wang Zhuoyun can experience it carefully, such a peculiar taste, like an ink painting, slowly unfolding, vivid pictures, just like this, you can't forget.

Unexpectedly, just eating a steamed bun, but having such a big harvest, such a feeling, is so beautiful and unforgettable.

"After eating this steamed bun, I feel that my life is satisfied, and those delicacies from the mountains and seas in the past seem to be light." While eating, he thought at the same time, no wonder Zeng Gao refused to enter the court as an official, living in this peachy village, living such a leisurely and indisputable life every day, eating such a delicacy that makes people swallow their tongues, it is really more leisurely and happy than the emperor.

He still remembered what Zeng Gao and Shangguan Shen had said before.

Shangguan was cautious on the orders of the emperor and lobbied Zeng Gao to enter the court as an official.

Zeng Gaoda asked why, Shangguan Shen said that he could be reused by the emperor, so he didn't say anything big, but said that with the court's fortune, life would be much better.

Zeng Gaoda asked him, if he entered the court as a military general, how much money would he have per month, Shangguan thought about it carefully and said that because he had no military merits, he had to start as a small soldier, and the small soldier would be about two taels of silver per month.

Zeng Gaoda laughed at the time, two taels of silver a month?

He asked Shangguan Shen: Do you know that the spring water of my family's Qingyu Mountain has a sweet and long taste, and every teahouse and wine shop is vying for it, only one barrel is sent every day, there are five taels of silver, and there is at least one hundred and fifty taels of income per month. Zeng didn't need to go to the barracks to steal other people's jobs for two taels of silver, and he had to risk losing his life at any time.

Shangguan Shen was directly speechless at that time, Ji'er thought about it, and started from another direction, saying that if he made military exploits and became a general, he could live in a high house and Huayu, with a group of slaves and maids waiting, wearing brocade clothes, eating delicious food, and living in a garden-like house.

Zeng Gaoda smiled again, and only said: "No matter how big the house is, how big can the place where people sleep?" It's just eating, drinking, and doing it yourself, and you can also work out. Let people wait, the body is lazy, but it is easy to get sick. Clothes, it's good to be able to cover the shame and cold, and the effect of gorgeous or coarse cloth is the same. As for eating food, the imperial chef in the palace is not as skilled as my little sister, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas are also indifferent and tasteless in front of my family's native dishes. If you think that my family's food is worse than the General's Mansion, why do you still take goods from my family to open Zhenwei Building? ”

Shangguan Shen could only leave dejectedly in the end, because he was defeated by Zeng Gaoda, and the kind of life that Zeng Gaoda said even he longed for. It's just that he is a royal man, and he has a responsibility and mission that is difficult to get rid of.

If he had a choice, he thought he would definitely make the same choice as Zeng Gaoda, what could be more wonderful than staying by his relatives, eating, drinking and having fun together?

Wang Zhuoyun eats with a round belly, he has always been a picky eater, and the amount of food is not very large, but today he completely broke this law.

After dinner, he walked in the village, listening to the birds in his ears, smelling the flowers, feeling the quiet mountain forest, the lively village, the dog barking in the east, the pig humming in the west, and the occasional sound of children giggling.

I suddenly felt that this was the real life, undisputed, plain and satisfied.

Yearning!

He thought of his mission, suddenly moved, said to Anxin, and walked towards Tao Hai's house.

When Tao Hai heard that Wang Zhuoyun was going to settle down in the village, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy, and immediately agreed to start doing it, and it didn't take much effort to build a thatched house, just two or three days.

Wang Zhuoyun thought about it, then pointed to Shangguan Shen's house, which had already taken shape, and said, "It's built next to Shangguan Gongzi." ”

In the future, the two of them will be neighbors, and in their spare time, they can sit at the door of their own house and enjoy the moon and drink, haha, that feeling, it must be very good.

Wang Zhuoyun gave Tao Hai three silver tickets for one hundred taels, not only to build a house, but also to ask him to help buy some furniture and objects by the way, and if there is any leftover, it should be considered as a contribution to the village.

Tao Hai was naturally cheerful, and immediately went to the craftsmen in the village to discuss, measure the foundation, draw pictures, and in the afternoon, he began to work on it.

Wang Zhuoyun walked around the village again, and also went to the fields and ridges, chatted with the villagers, and asked about the crops.

Originally, everyone thought that he was a son-in-law and how many ideas he could have, but unexpectedly, he was clear about farming and said a lot of opinions.

For a while, the field was lively, and some elderly uncles and uncles gathered around him and talked to him.

When he stepped on the sunset and returned to Zeng's house, Zeng Youqu and the others came back from the mountain.

Because a few days ago, He came to Zhang's and said that he wanted to make zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival, and asked her if she wanted to go to Qingshui Town to pick zongzi leaves.

Qingshui Town is famous for its many Ze, every household in the Tangli River, basically planted zongzi leaves, every Dragon Boat Festival eve, they are busy, there is a special team to pick zongzi leaves.

The picked and processed dumpling leaves are tied into a handful and taken to the town market to sell, and it costs five cents a catty.

If it is the kind of wide and fat dumpling leaves, because they are soaked in water, there are only about 20 pieces per catty, so they are still very valuable.

At this time, Zeng Gao remembered that there were also shallows and rivers in Qingyu Mountain, and when he used to patrol the mountains, he vaguely remembered that there were also excellent rice dumpling leaf bushes, which was inconvenient to pull Dad and Zeng Aijun to go and see it again, and by the way, the temporary road was built.

When they got home, the youngest daughter had already cooked the meal with Mrs. Zhang, and Wang Zhuoyun was still sitting at the table. Everyone saluted.

Zeng Youqu was like a mirror in his heart, he knew that this kid was always running to his house, and he must have been a drunkard who didn't mean to drink, but he pretended not to know, but his expression was indifferent, and he was neither close nor alienated to him.

Zeng Gaoda was in the capital last time, and he felt Wang Zhuoyun's talent and learning, and the two of them felt a little sympathetic to each other.

As for Zeng Aijun, anyway, he looks horizontally and vertically, but he is not used to Wang Zhuoyun, and he always thinks that it is good to make him ugly.

When people in the countryside eat, there is no saying that they don't eat and don't sleep, and this is especially true in Zeng's house, they just want to eat happily and chat with peace of mind.

Zeng Gaoda asked Wang Zhuoyun about the purpose of his visit this time, he immediately stood up, and said seriously: "If you want to really be able to do practical things, innovate and invent, reform agriculture, help the people, and increase the yield of agricultural fields, it is definitely not possible to just study at home behind closed doors." Therefore, I specially asked the emperor to come to the people for a walk and feel the life of the people, only by eating and living with the people, and working together, can we truly understand the suffering of the people, can we find out what the people need, and can we reform what according to the lack of the people. ”

Zeng Youqu's eyes suddenly flashed with a shrewd light, but in an instant, he changed into a smiling and honest image, but in his heart, he had a big change in Wang Zhuoyun.

Looking at him carefully, he still had the same handsome face as before, but in his eyes at the moment, it was much more comfortable, not like before, thinking that he was a little white face, would eat soft rice, and did not use embroidered pillows.

Whether he could do it or not, it would be nice to be able to say this, after all, he was only thirteen years old.

Zeng Youqu turned his head, looked at his two sons, and asked himself, what are they doing when they are thirteen years old?

I'm afraid it's still digging birds' eggs, the east is fighting, and the west is smashing glass.

Although Zeng Youqu is now a small farmer, the feeling of serving the people in his bones is not easy to erase, so when he heard Wang Zhuoyun's words, he was very happy, and his face eased a lot, and he also beckoned him to eat.

Wang Zhuoyun suddenly felt flattered, but he didn't squirm and didn't accept it, but generously took the olive branch handed over by Zeng Youqu and savored it carefully.

Once again, Zeng Youqu was satisfied, looked at Wang Zhuoyun, and then looked at his baby daughter, touched his chin full of beard, and thought in his heart, this kid's family background is too good, if the family background is a little worse, it is just right to have his own peace of mind.

It's not that he doesn't think that Anxin is not good enough, on the contrary, he thinks that his daughter is the best, and even the prince is qualified to marry.

However, in this ancient world, he deeply knew the importance of rules, not to mention that the status of the daughter-in-law was generally very low in the entire family, especially in a high-ranking family like the Wang family, and there was a relative in the palace who was the queen, and the rules must be a few more points than the average family, he was not afraid that his daughter would not be able to learn, but that he was afraid of restricting her personality.

Even if there is Wang Zhuoyun's protection at that time, if his mother-in-law comes down in the name of power and filial piety, it is estimated that he will not be in a rut.

Zeng You thought about it, and felt that the two of them were not suitable, the composition of the Wang family was too complicated, if it could be simpler, it would be a good match.

However, looking at the interaction between his baby daughter and Wang Zhuoyun, there are always traces, he thought, it is time to find an opportunity to beat some daughters and children surnamed Jiang, since he knew that it was not suitable, then don't continue to make mistakes.

Therefore, when he looked at Wang Zhuoyun again, there was more regret.

Because of such feelings, Zeng Youqu wanted to compensate Wang Zhuoyun more, so he chatted with him about his thoughts after dinner.

This night, Wang Zhuoyun really gained a lot, he never thought that Uncle Zeng, who seemed to be honest, was actually a person with a good heart, and everyone in the Zeng family seemed to be not simple.

Early the next morning, He came over with a basket and said that he would wait for Zhang to go into the mountains to pick zongzi leaves.

As soon as he heard this, he immediately jumped up, and he wanted to play with the past, and He persuaded him seriously: "Picking zongzi leaves, it's not as easy as you think, the zongzi leaves are extremely difficult to pick, you have to put your hand on the stalk and put it down, and pinch it decisively, otherwise it will be easy to crack." It's been a long time, and my nails hurt to death. Moreover, the edges of the leaves are extremely sharp, and it is easy to cut them. There are mosquito bites in the mountains, and when the time comes, your little face will be swollen. Girls love to be beautiful, what should I do when the time comes? ”

Anxin's eyes rolled around: "Since it is so troublesome and hard to pick by hand, why not use scissors, wouldn't it be convenient to cut it directly like this?" ”

"Ouch, you stupid child, the dumpling leaves are deep and shallow, high and low, if people don't approach, will their arms still be extended? If you want to walk into the Zongye bush, it is essential to be cut to the face, and the scenery of the Zongye bush is the same, if you walk in, if you don't come out the same way, it is easy to get lost and have an accident. ”

Nodding his chin with peace of mind, thinking about it seriously, his arm won't stretch, so it's better to install a prosthetic arm!

"By the way, I have an idea, you wait for me, I must go, I haven't picked zongye yet, it must be fun." Anxin hurriedly told them a few words and hurriedly ran back to the house.

Wang Zhuoyun saw that Anxin took two thin bamboo poles and tied them to the two handles of the scissors, and couldn't help but be a little curious: "Anxin, what are you doing?" ”

Anxin gestured to him, and he immediately understood, yes, since the human hand can't be extended, then use a bamboo pole instead of a human hand to control the scissors, so that you can stand outside and cut the dumpling leaves inside or at a high place.

But if you use scissors, then the problem is, the dumpling leaves fall to the ground, don't you have to squeeze in to pick them up?

Wang Zhuoyun inadvertently reminded him like this, but it gave Anxin an inspiration, she took out the thin fish net at home again, and gestured with her hand to make sure that the dumpling leaves would not leak out of the mesh, so she vividly commanded Wang Zhuoyun to take out the things.

When He saw these things, he thought that Anxin was going to go to the river to rake fish, and couldn't help laughing: "Look at it, this kid, he just has a lot of ideas, and just now he said that he wanted to go with me to pick zongzi leaves, and as soon as he heard that it was hard, he immediately went to fish and play." ”

"Aunt He, you have wronged me, I just want to go with you to pick zongzi leaves, these are tools for picking zongzi leaves. And it's not just me who wants to go, eldest brother and second brother, Wang Zhuoyun, you all have to go and help, whoever doesn't go, there will be no zongzi to eat, hum. She raised her little face proudly, her peachy little face, and in her smile, she bloomed with brilliance, which made Wang Zhuoyun stunned.

Mrs. Zhang came out with Zeng Gaoming in her arms, and when she saw this posture, she was puzzled.

"Don't worry, you are holding a fishing net, how to pick dumpling leaves, don't make trouble, your mother and they have to go early and return early."

Zeng Gaoming has been almost four months old, he is very good, round and round, white and fat, he also uses his little fat fingers to point at Anxin, and then grinned toothlessly and laughed, as if he was also laughing at his third sister, whimsical.

An An ran over and rubbed Zeng Gaoming's two fat faces for a long time, until he was red, then let go of him, and hummed: "Little bit, even you dare to laugh at me." I said okay, it must be done, you can see it, it's a big deal, let's compete, see who picks more, how about it? ”

Dare not believe me, when the time comes, I will see the real chapter, and I promise that your jaws will fall in surprise.

Zeng Gaoming's face was rubbed red, and it looked like a blessing doll on a New Year's painting, which was particularly cute.

He was still very happy to see people, but suddenly his eyes touched Zhang's and saw that she was also carrying a basket, so he immediately hummed and chirped without loving the army, and stretched out his two fat hands towards Zhang's, and his small mouth was deflated tightly, as if he was about to be abandoned.

Zhang's eyes touched the tears in the corners of Zeng Gaoming's eyes, and he was distressed, so he quickly put down the basket, took him over and hugged him in his arms and coaxed him.

Xiao Gaoming immediately turned rainy, and there were still crystal teardrops on his cheeks, but he giggled, hugged Zhang's neck tightly with both hands, and kept coaxing and kissing Zhang's face, saliva.

"Brother Ming'er is good, my mother will go to the mountains to pick zongzi leaves, and go back to our brother Ming to make zongzi to eat, okay?" Zhang talked to Zeng Gaoming, he also smiled, ah-ah response, but as soon as Zhang handed him to Mrs. Zhang, he immediately screamed as if he knew, hugged Nervous Clan's neck hard, and twisted his butt desperately, humming lowly.

"Oh, this stinky boy, why is he disobedient?" Zhang was a little annoyed, seeing that the sun was coming up, and if he didn't go to the mountains, he wouldn't be able to pick many zongzi leaves when he turned around.

As soon as He saw Zeng Gaoming like this, his whole heart was about to turn into a puddle of spring water, and he was really happy, so he hurriedly said: "What does his child know, he doesn't want to be separated from his mother, that's a normal thing, so let's do it, I'll go to pick it with them, and you can take Brother Ming at home." ”

Zhang's face was full of impatience, so he had to thank He again and again, and told Anxin to follow He well, don't run around when you enter the mountain, don't mess around, and would rather pick less than lose your safety.

An An stuck out her tongue, she is not a child, where is the real child in her mother's arms.

In the end, the Zhang family was still not at ease, so he simply asked Zeng Youqu and his two sons to follow the He family into the mountains to pick zongzi leaves, which was also convenient for taking care of them.

The equipment is very complete, first of all, the clothes must be legged on the body, and then the hat is equipped with a shallow gauze cover, which does not block the view, but also prevents mosquito bites.

Wang Zhuoyun naturally changed his splendid clothes into burlap clothes, looked at the two dumb-eyed little guys, raised his eyebrows, and ordered them to stay and take care of the Zeng family.

"Peace of mind, peace of mind, where are you going to play?" Suddenly, a voice broke into his ears, followed by Shangguan Haoran, who was sweating profusely, appeared at the gate of the courtyard, followed by Shangguan Chaodi, who was lifting the corner of his skirt.

"Hey, you can't swim, why are you here? I'm going to go into the mountains with my dad to pick dumpling leaves. An Xin said while tying his legs.

Shangguan Chaodi's eyes collided with Zeng Aijun's eyes softly, her face turned red, and she immediately looked away shyly, standing there, wringing her handkerchief a little uneasily.

Zeng Aijun walked up to her generously and asked softly, "Are you here?" ”

"Well, I heard that there is a dragon boat race in Qingshui Town. I...... I would like to please go to the game. But are you going to work? ”

"That's right, in a few days of the Dragon Boat Festival, the family wants to wrap zongzi, and my mother will let us go into the mountains to pick some. What's there to see about the dragon boat race, why don't you go into the mountains with us. ”

"Okay, okay." Shangguan Chaodi originally heard him say that the dragon boat race was not good-looking, and she was still a little disappointed, so for today, she deliberately wore the most beautiful clothes.

But when he invited him to play in the mountains, the loss disappeared immediately, and his face was full of sunshine.

Zeng Aijun looked her up and down, and saw that she was wearing a baby pink water Luo skirt, like the most beautiful first blooming flower in spring, and she was in a very good mood, so she naturally knew the truth that women were pleasing to the people, but if you want to go into the mountains, I am afraid that this dress will have to be changed.

"You're so pretty!" Zeng Aijun suddenly said this, which made Shangguan Chaodi have an unexpected surprise, looked up at him carefully, immediately lowered his head, and then heard an affectionate and gentle voice in his ears: "But people are more beautiful than clothes." ”