I woke up on the second day feeling refreshed.

The courtyard was quiet, and the door of Siniang's room opposite was closed, and it seemed that she hadn't woken up yet.

Feng Yong first vomited, and then practiced physical skills for a while.

When I saw Ah Mei coming over with a basin and knocking on the door, Guan Ji opened the door with a lazy face.

After breakfast, Feng Yong continued to go back to the house to compile the winter training plan.

In winter training, in addition to feeding the soldiers to maintain their physical strength, the most important thing is to pay attention to the cold, and not let them be infected with the wind cold.

After all, in this era, the wind chill cannot be ignored.

Therefore, you should keep warm during training, and you can't take off your clothes outside after sweating during training.

This is an issue that needs to be emphasized again and again, and even needs to be incorporated into military orders.

Feng Yong was training in the ice and snow in the northwest back then, his underwear was soaked, and the instructor did not let him take off his coat, and he never caught a cold in the whole winter.

However, at the beginning of spring, without the supervision of the instructor, after a training session, Feng Yongtu was cool, took off his warm clothes, and blew in the wind for less than two minutes.

Then at night the throat began to itch, and the next day when I woke up, my head became heavy and I started a low-grade fever.

Therefore, this detail should be known not only to the backbone of the officers, but also to all the non-commissioned officers.

If you dare not obey it, you will be whipped directly, and you will remember it if you smoke it half to death, and at the same time, you can also set an example for the whole army.

Anyway, where did the human rights in the army come from at this time? No one will say anything about abuse.

Feng Yongzheng was trying to recall the problems that needed to be paid attention to in the winter training of later generations, only to hear a knock on the door of the house, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Guan Ji walking in.

Guan Ji walked up to Feng Yong and took a look, "Ah Lang is busy with this training plan again?" ”

"Well, yes, training in the winter is different from the summer, and I mainly want the soldiers to adapt to fighting in the cold, so there are a lot of problems that need to be carefully considered."

Feng Yong replied, and then looked at Guan Ji again, "Is there something wrong with Xijun looking for me?" ”

Guan Ji reminded, "It's almost past noon, isn't Ah Lang ready yet?" ”

"Prepare what?"

Feng Yong was a little confused and asked blankly.

As soon as Guan Ji heard this, he knew that this person must have forgotten what he promised him last night.

At the moment, there was a little annoyance on his face, "Didn't the concubine remind Ah Lang last night?" Siniang is going back to Hanzhong......"

"Oh, oh, I forgot!"

Feng Yongyi patted his head.

Last night, I was in a hurry, and I promised to come down with my mouth full of whatever my own fine gentleman mentioned.

By the time I woke up this morning, I had already forgotten about it.

Men, it's not surprising that they are all so virtuous.

Feng Yong comforted himself.

Seeing Guan Ji's dissatisfied look, Feng Yong hurriedly reassured her and said, "This matter is easy to hear, I was just fascinated for a while, I didn't think about it, in fact, I was prepared for a long time." ”

"Really?"

Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong suspiciously.

"That's nature."

Feng Junhou swore again.

What is the best place to eat when it's cold?

Shabu-shabu, of course.

Especially the mutton shabu hot pot.

Just one word, cool!

However, before the Hanzhong Ranch was built, Feng Yong could not only eat chicken, but also pork.

And it was also very difficult to build an iron pot in this era.

The point is that the quality of the iron is not up to par.

Of course, pottery products can be used, but Feng Yong is not at ease, because the quality of pottery products in this era is far less than that of the Sui and Tang dynasties, let alone comparable to the Song Dynasty.

It is not without masters who can burn pottery products of good quality, but which one could Feng Yong afford at that time?

So it's better to use copper instead.

But this bronze ...... It was a real currency, and Feng Yong's net worth at that time didn't have so much copper.

In addition, in the early days of entrepreneurship, it was not good to enjoy it too much, so this matter had to be pressed.

When he returned to Jincheng, he was preparing for the southern expedition, and when he returned from the southern expedition, he was imprisoned before he could take a breath, and after he was released from prison, he had to prepare for family affairs, and after he got married, he didn't even spend his honeymoon, so he had to go to Yueshan to quell the chaos.

After the rebellion was put down, he immediately led his troops to Hanzhong to prepare for the Northern Expedition.

In the past few years, I have been busy, although I have the conditions to eat hot pot, but it seems that I can't be idle for a moment, and this thought has faded, and even forgotten.

It wasn't until the victory of the Northern Expedition that the whole person finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In addition, he has won the position of captain of the Qiang guard, and the Qianghu of Longyou are all under control, what is the most Qianghu tribe?

Cattle and sheep, of course!

What's more, the climate in Longyou is much colder than that in Shu.

So the thought of eating hot pot finally rose again.

The hot pot has been prepared for a long time, and I originally wanted to wait until it snows to take it out, but now although the plan has changed, it doesn't matter, the weather is starting to get cold anyway.

Just try it in advance to see if this hot pot can be used.

If you find any problems, then ask Nanxiang to rebuild it.

"What is Ah Lang looking for?"

Guan Ji couldn't help but ask as he watched Feng Yong rummaging around in the wing room that was used as a temporary warehouse, making a mess inside.

"Hot pot!" Feng Yong gestured to the shape of the hot pot, "When I informed Li Mu that she came from Nanxiang, I also sent her a drawing. ”

"Ask her to find someone to make me a few hot pots with copper, I remember that they were placed in the warehouse, why can't I find them?"

Feng Yong looked left and right, and said a little strangely.

"Copper pot?"

Guan Ji was even more dazed, and couldn't understand what Feng Yong was saying at all.

"It's a copper hot pot, uh, which means a pot made of red gold. But it's not the same thing as the pot in the kitchen, it's a bit like a stove. ”

In these days, what is usually referred to as gold is copper.

If it's gold, it's a special explanation.

Guan Ji laughed when she heard this, "Ah Lang said earlier that it was the golden furnace, didn't it?" It took a long time. ”

As she spoke, she walked to a corner, opened a box, and took out a hot pot from it, "That's what Ah Lang said?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it. How did I put it in the box, no wonder I couldn't find it after looking for a long time. ”

Feng Yong took the hot pot in Guan Ji's hand, wiped it like a baby, and knew that it was a high-end product with a dark yellow color.

"It looks finely done, it's still made of gold, and the concubine thinks it's Ah Lang used as a reward, so naturally she has to be careful to collect it."

Guan Ji explained, while looking at Feng Yong with some surprise, "Listen to what Fang Cai Ah Lang means, this is a pot?" ”

"Naturally, it's a pot, and it's a good pot."

Seeing Guan Ji's eyes widen and his incredible appearance, Feng Yong felt very interesting, and couldn't help but joke, "The Feng family is now a powerful family, what is it to make a few golden pots." ”

"Ah Lang really plans to use it for cooking?"

Guan Ji asked with some surprise.

"Of course." Feng Yong knocked on the hot pot in his arms and said proudly, "Let Xijun know what the Ding Food House is today." ”

The cattle of the Qianghu tribe were very eye-catching, and when they knew that Feng Langjun wanted to eat beef, they suddenly committed suicide by jumping off a cliff - although they didn't know where the cliff came from near Pingxiang.

Two skinned sheep are also included.

"Go, call Siniang and Amei back, today will be regarded as a holiday, don't work."

Once Feng Junhou wears an apron, it is like a different person, with a unique aura, and he dares to command his own fine monarch arrogantly.

When Guan Ji saw him like this, he pursed his lips and smiled, "No, follow the will of the monarch!" ”

"Wait," Feng Yong thought for a moment, "call Li Mu too." Of those of us, she was the hardest, and it wasn't good to leave her alone. ”

"Okay, it's all up to the prince."

After a while, Zhang Xingyi and Li Mu, who received the notice, returned to the courtyard and saw Guan Ji leaning against the door of the house, poking her head out and not knowing what she was looking at.

Zhang Xingyi felt curious, walked behind Guan Ji, and also learned to probe in, and at the same time asked, "What is Sister looking at?" ”

"Coming back?" Guan Ji touched Zhang Xingyi's head and said with a smile, "I'm preparing a banquet for you." ”

"Feast?" Zhang Xingyi was a little strange, and when he saw the back in the room, he muttered, "Why is this person a little familiar?" ”

"That's a shame!" Feng Yong heard her muttering and turned his head, "I kindly cooked a banquet for you personally, but I didn't expect that even your brother-in-law wouldn't recognize it." ”

"Huh?" As soon as Zhang Xingyi saw that it was Feng Yong, his eyes widened immediately, and he said in a whisper for a long time, "Brother-in-law, how can you cook by yourself?" ”

"A few years ago, you often went to Fengzhuang to beg for food, who do you think taught Zhuangzi the craft of cooking?"

Feng Yong didn't care at all, and said again and again while cutting the butter board.

"How can that be the same? Now you're a prince! ”

Zhang Xingyi subconsciously retorted.

"Junhou, that's called by an outsider, are you an outsider?"

Feng Yong asked casually.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Zhang Xingyi's face was slightly red, and he didn't dare to look at Guan Ji, but his heart was sweet.

"What about Ame? Is Ame back? ”

Feng Yong inside was asking again.

Ame hurriedly trotted over with her apron on.

"Amei will help me, you just wait for my orders."

Feng Yong saw that everyone had arrived, and ordered.

There were no extra people in the courtyard except for two maids who were on standby.

Zhang Xingyi has learned cooking skills in the past two years, and he wanted to go in to help, but when he heard Feng Yong say this, he had to put out his thoughts, hugged Guan Ji's arm, and watched the two people inside busy.

It was Li Mu, she had already heard that Feng Junhou was extremely picky, and when she learned that he was cooking in person, she was surprised and surprised at the moment.

She couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart and wanted to go up to watch, but Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi blocked the door again, so they had to hide quietly behind the two and peek through the gap.

"Boil these beef bones, these spices, you wash them all and soak them in water."

I only heard Feng Yong instructing Amei.

Seeing Ah Mei come out with a pot in her hand, and a bunch of unknown medicinal herbs were placed in it, Guan Ji couldn't help but laugh "poof", "Ah Lang, is this a medicinal soup?" ”

"It's for seasoning."

When Zhang Xingyi was in Nanxiang, he deliberately learned cooking skills from the master chef of the canteen, and had a certain understanding of Feng Yong's cooking skills, so he opened his mouth to explain.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt strange in her heart, how could my sister say that she was also the housemother of the Feng Mansion, why didn't she even know this?

Thinking of this, she immediately understood that her sister didn't know how to cook before, and it seemed that after she married into the Feng Mansion, she had never entered the kitchen at all.

As soon as she thought of this, she felt a burst of jealousy in her heart: In this world, women make soup for their husbands, which one is like my sister, and the husband personally cooks for Xijun to eat?

This cowardly ghost is really a pet sister!

Guan Ji, who is a person in the bureau, has long been accustomed to this situation, and she doesn't realize what she has leaked, but how can she hide it from the other two girls?

Even Li Mu, who was standing behind, couldn't help but glance at Guan Ji, although he could only see her side face, but that smiling face was like a flower, but he did not hide the happiness of his master.

Li Mu, who has been devoted to his career in the past few years, couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and his original thoughts came to mind again: The tiger girl of the Guan family is really lucky.

Cooking with the respect of the prince and the prince himself, it is obviously a very strange and even a little embarrassing thing to outsiders, but why do you feel a little envious of the prince and the prince?

Feng Junhou naturally didn't have time to understand the careful thoughts of a few people outside the door.

If you want a hot pot to be fragrant, you have to use butter.

First boil the cut butter board to remove the blood, then drain it, then pour it into the pot, and at the same time pour an appropriate amount of water, boil the water over high heat, and then boil it over low heat.

Following Feng Yong's instructions, Amei constantly adjusted the heat in the stove.

After a while, the fat beef began to burn, and the slightly yellow butter in the pan was already increasing.

It feels almost there, scoop up the carred beef, this can be used as a bun filling, and it can't be wasted.

Then add ginger slices and garlic, boil out the flavor inside, and then scoop up the dregs, and it's done.

Leave a little base oil, then drain the soaked seasoning as much as possible, pour it into the heat again, and fry it into a hot pot base.

"By the way, Xijun, you are good at martial arts, go to the yard to chop some firewood, and you have to chop it into two fingers."

Although a kiln has been set up outside the city to prepare for charcoal, it has not yet come out of the kiln, so it has been replaced by firewood for the time being.

"Okay, today's concubine is just a surprise, and she even pays attention to chopping firewood."

Guan Ji smiled brightly, and seemed to be very happy to participate in the preparation of the banquet.

"Brother-in-law, do you want me to do anything?"

Zhang Xingyi asked not to be outdone.

"You? You can cut the beef and lamb, remember to cut the lamb thinner, the thinner the better. ”

Feng Yong replied.

In the end, Li Mu was left to look left and right, with an embarrassed look on her face, as if she had nothing to do.

"Mu Niangzi help wash the dishes."

"Okay."

Li Mu looked at Feng Yong, his eyes flickered, and he replied softly.

On the table in the hall are two hot pots, one is clear soup and the other is red oil soup made from peppercorns.

Guan Ji and Feng Yong sat north and faced south, and Zhang Xingyi and Li Mu sat south and facing north.

Ah Mei was not qualified to sit at the table, so she stood behind Feng Yong and waited.

The women were all dazed, obviously accustomed to the sharing system, they didn't understand why several people sat together during the meal.

Feng Yong ignored them, took a piece of mutton and put it in the boiling clear soup, took it out after a while, dipped it in the mixed sauce on the plate, and swallowed it in his mouth.

"That's it, this red oil soup can ward off the cold, you eat more."

Feng Yong demonstrated and explained.

"This ...... Why is this so similar to a bucket? ”

Li Mu was born in a family and had more knowledge, so he couldn't help but ask carefully.

"If you taste it, you'll know it's not like it."

Feng Yong was shocked, could it be that there was already a hot pot at this time?

Then I remembered the cooking technology of this era, it would be good to be able to put oil and salt, which can compare to the secret butter and base of the Feng family? He pretended to be disdainful at the moment.

Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi glanced at each other, and finally Guan Ji asked hesitantly, "Ah Lang, is this ...... Is that what you eat? ”

"Just eat it! The way to eat in the master's door, Siniang eat quickly, and the banquet specially made for you! ”

Feng Yong saw that no one dared to move the chopsticks of the three women, so he immediately urged.

Zhang Xingyi listened to Feng Yong's words, and finally hesitantly learned to pick up a piece of mutton and put it in the hot pot.