22. Chapter 22

The person who inquired about the bamboo dragonfly came back not only with the exact news, but even brought back a sample, the real bamboo dragonfly, two inclined wood chips, plus the rotating handle below, formed a small toy.

In order to save face, Jiao Wanwan naturally wanted to use her brain to think quickly, not to mention, she really thought of one, a rotating dragonfly, also known as a pull line dragonfly, is actually the kind that replaces the rotating handle with a spiraling wooden strip, and there is a cylinder underneath, and you can make the bamboo dragonfly with an extra circle fly out if you mention it up.

As long as there are children in the family, they have basically played with this, one pull, one fly, pick it up again, pull it again, and fly again.

Jiao Wanwan described her requirements in detail, Zhao Defang's eyes staring at her became more and more complicated, some were surprised, some admired, and some curious, and finally, she couldn't help but raise her hand and rub Jiao Wanwan's hair: "How did your little head grow into such a smart idea, and such an idea can be remembered by you." ”

Jiao Wanwan opened her mouth and closed it again, it's a little too difficult to explain, she can't just steal the ideas of future generations, right? This kind of thing is a bit of a weakness to do. Now that I think about it, I can't blame others, I can only say that I like to be in the limelight too much.

Otherwise, in the future, you will pretend to be stupid, or find another merit for Zhao Defang to praise and praise?

"It's not that I'm smart, if it weren't for the wisdom of my predecessors, where would I have thought of these things." Jiao Wanwan smiled dryly and fooled the past, and quickly changed the topic: "Seeing that it's about to be the Midyear Festival, how are we going to spend it?" Is this sacrifice to ancestors or something, is it to enter the palace? ”

Zhao Defang pondered for a moment and shook his head: "The matter of sacrificing ancestors doesn't need to be too grand, isn't there that kind of ancestral hall canvas?" It's okay there, and the road sacrifice at the door or something, depending on how the neighbors around behave like it, let's not be too public, but don't lose the royal face. ”

Jiao Wanwan is embarrassed by this first question, the latter ones, she has already asked Huang Mei to inquire clearly, and the sesame oil money has already been sent, just wait for someone to come and recite the scriptures at that time. Listening to what Zhao Defang said was similar to what he had arranged, this matter could be regarded as settled.

"What do you want for lunch?" Jiao Wanwan asked with a smile: "Although it's July, the weather is still a little hot, why don't you mix some cold dishes to eat?" I asked people to buy some braised pork and come back, cut some cold salad, and then serve it with pancakes, and then ask for a bowl of sour soup, appetizing and dispel the heat, what do you think? ”

Zhao Defang frowned slightly: "Braised meat? Pork? ”

Jiao Wanwan nodded: "There is also braised mutton, do you cook a little of both?" ”

Zhao Defang nodded at this time, and said: "In addition to these, let people make some sheep's heads to sign over, didn't Zhuangzi send a new fat lamb?" Another slice of mutton is roasted and delivered, and then a mutton soup is drunk in the evening, how about it? ”

Jiao Wanwan smiled and nodded, but she made up her mind to eat less when the time comes, this mutton is for self-cultivation, but it is easy to get angry if you eat too much. Moreover, she still thinks that pork is more delicious. Mutton, it's still suitable for hot pot.

Speaking of which, I haven't eaten hot pot in a long time. Jiao Wanwan's mouth was flooded with some saliva, and she asked excitedly: "Tomorrow at noon, let's eat the pot?" ”

I thought that the food culture of the Song Dynasty was quite developed, even cold drink ice cream and popcorn, and hot pot should be available, but I didn't expect that Zhao Defang was a little confused: "Pot? What is that? To eat...... A pot for stir-frying? ”

As he spoke, he looked at Jiao Wanwan with strange eyes. Jiao Wanwan couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, even if she left the impression of a rice bucket before, it doesn't mean that we can gnaw on the iron pot raw, are we still normal people?

"It's just boiling a pot of broth, and then putting vegetables, meat, and other things in it to cook, cooking whatever you want, and making whatever flavor you want. So, I made you a taste tomorrow? Jiao Wanwan said with great interest, she had also paid attention to Internet celebrity chefs before, and she would also do hot pot. Even if not, isn't there still a kitchen chef? She'll just say it'll do it.

Unexpectedly, it aroused Zhao Defang's greater curiosity: "Can't you eat it today?" ”

"Didn't you just say that you should eat cold vegetables today?" Jiao Wanwan asked suspiciously, Zhao Defang shook his head: "You can eat cold dishes no matter when you eat them, or rather, this hot pot will take a long time to prepare." ”

"At least for half a day." Jiao Wanwan hesitated for a moment before saying, the main thing is to prepare a lot of things, since you want to eat, of course, you have to make something authentic and diverse, what fish balls, shrimp balls, mutton rolls, all of them must be available.

These things can't be made in a while, and the soup stock is only an hour before lunch, so I'm afraid it's too late.

Zhao Defang had no choice but to sigh regretfully, only looking forward to coming early tomorrow.

In my heart, some doubts rose slightly, this lady of my own family seems to understand things, and there are many things that are different from ordinary people. In her own opinion, it is very normal, and it should be common sense that many people know, but she is confused and seems to understand. And sometimes she takes it for granted, that look, that tone, as if everyone else should know, but she doesn't understand it at all.

I'm not such a stupid person, not to mention that I've read all the books in the world, but how can I read more books than her, a boudoir daughter, right? How can he seem to have become the shallow man of learning?

Jiao Wanwan didn't notice the doubts in Zhao Defang's heart, and only said her plan with great interest: "After the Midyear Festival, let's go to the Zhuangzi outside the city to live for a few days, and it happens to be about to be harvested in autumn, I remember that on the Zhuangzi that my mother gave me, there is a lot of fruit trees planted, let's go pick the fruit in person, okay?" “

"I like apples the most, and peaches are fine, if there are pineapples...... Ahem, that pineapple is good, soaked in salt water overnight in summer, and eaten the next day, sweet and sour, appetizing and refreshing. "Everything else in the Great Song Dynasty is good, but in terms of fruits, it is definitely not as good as modern ones, what tropical fruits, subtropical fruits, and out-of-season fruits...... By the way, are there any out-of-season vegetables in this era?

"If you want to eat it, go back and ask someone to buy it." Zhao Defang looked at the slightly nostalgic look on Jiao Wanwan's face, and the doubts in her heart became deeper and deeper, but her face was not obvious at all, and she only said with a smile: "Let the buyers keep an eye on the fruit shop outside, what is fresh, what to buy, what to eat, what to buy." ”

Jiao Wanwan nodded with a smile, and was about to speak, but saw Zhao Defang reach out and pinch the sachet on her waist: "You made this yourself?" It's good, when, help me make a sachet too? Or purses, fan sleeves or something? ”

Jiao Wanwan's face stiffened, although she immediately adjusted it again, she didn't know that she had been seen by Zhao Defang, so she only smiled and found a reason: "My needlework is not very good, this is still done by the maid next to me." If you want, go back and ask her to make one for you? ”

She doesn't have this kind of thing that her own man sticks very much, she has to make her own insistence, in modern times, men's underwear is bought, is it? Wouldn't it be better to think that those maids were tailors hired for a lot of money?

This kind of naturalness is a little incomprehensible in Zhao Defang's opinion. Does this woman not care about herself at all? But it doesn't look like it.

"The Jiao family is just a girl, since I was a child, I don't like twisting needles and threads, and my father and mother don't force it, if you don't dislike what I make, I won't be able to take it out, and I'll sew you a purse when I turn around?" If you are in a hurry, you can also do it, isn't it just two pieces of cloth sewn together? She'll do that anyway. The most important thing is that in the face of such a face, she really can't refuse.

"Then there is Mrs. Lao." Zhao Defang was a little polite, nodded with a smile, Jiao Wanwan was crying in her heart, but she still had to smile on her face. Afraid that Zhao Defang would make any embarrassing requests, he quickly looked at the hourglass, covered his stomach and shouted: "It's not early, shouldn't we have lunch?" By the way, are you going to go out in the afternoon? Or do you want to handle official business? If it's all right, why don't we go for a walk around the garden? I heard Jin Mei say, there's a swing in the backyard? ”

Zhao Defang thought for a moment and shook his head: "It's nothing important, I'll accompany you to the garden for a walk." ”

Jin Mei came to the kitchen to pass the word, and in less than half an hour, five or six dishes were delivered, including three plates of cold dishes, three plates of hot dishes, and the staple food was fried noodles, and the couple were quite satisfied. After eating, it is time to go around the garden.

Jiao Wanwan calculated very well, but she didn't expect that there were still two rooms in this backyard. These days, Jiao Wanwan didn't let them go to the main courtyard to ask for peace, and Zhao Defang never turned back, and the two of them couldn't touch the temperament of the new princess, so they could only hide obediently in their own courtyard.

Now, with the news that Zhao Defang accompanied the princess around the garden, the two of them had a chance encounter together.

These two people don't know whether they are cautious or know Zhao Defang's preferences, in short, they are dressed quite plainly, and the jewelry on their heads adds up to only two or three, and they look even more long and black, and their faces are white, and they look soft and gentle.

"I don't know that the prince and the princess are walking around in the garden, and the servants have collided with the prince and the princess, and I ask the prince and the princess to forgive me." The two of them hurriedly squatted down and saluted, and Jiao Wanwan was anxious for them for the long list of thoughts.

Not in a hurry to call up, Jiao Wanwan turned her head to look at Zhao Defang. Although she looked at it as always, with a slight smile on her lips, Jiao Wanwan just felt that the curvature of the corners of her mouth was not the same as before, and she seemed to be a little unhappy?

He was unhappy, but Jiao Wanwan was happy, with a little smile on her face, and waved at the two people on the ground: "Get up, you can go shopping by yourself, you don't have to wait in front of me and the prince." ”