Curfew, the word must be familiar. As the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, Los Angeles also has a curfew policy at the foot of the Son of Heaven.

But the curfew here is strict, and it is not strict. In general, as long as you have something to prove your household registration, you can buy a curfew pass.

And the store that has a brand, which is roughly a "curfew business license", can be opened.

These are very different from the curfews that Fang Halberd has known about.

As for why he is strict and not strict, because of the curfew, civilians want to buy it, highlighting one word: "expensive", five taels of silver a night, you can be like Mondo, you can go wherever you want~ Of course, except for the palace and the homes of princes and ministers.

Of course, if you tell the funeral at night and have an urgent illness and need to find these things, you don't need money. In this case, what is needed for unification is probably to give the "chief" some money for tea, that is, someone to accompany you to prevent you from running around or doing other things.

In general, Fang Ji felt that the Great Wei royal family should be very short of money, and they needed money for the Wanshou Festival and the curfew.

It's normal to think about it, a lot of wealth in the country is controlled by various provincial families, the Great Wei first destroyed the two countries, and then there are barbarian clans in the northwest, and there are Tartars in the northeast, and these are the most depleting things in the war.

Of course, the matter of the Dog Emperor, Fang Ji didn't bother to pay attention to it. He is a little depressed now, even if he has his own things to do, it is not his turn to worry about the affairs of the Dog Emperor.

Fang Ji was now in the Drunken Immortal Fang, and he felt that he should have been deceived.

Originally, on the first night in Los Angeles, Fang Ji wanted to find a restaurant to eat and sleep well.

"Lao Tzu is doing well in the Qiluo Chamber of Commerce, why did he come to this drunken immortal shop while it was dark......

Originally, Fang Ji wanted to find a good meal in the south of this building. But Lou Nan, this kid, refused him on the grounds of specializing in wine, and threw the drunken fairy fang to him to go home before the curfew after dark.

Come on, I can't find someone to eat. Go back and eat with Miss Xiaoluo? Most of the people in the Qiluo Chamber of Commerce believe in Persian Zoroastrianism and do not eat pork.

But Fang Ji really wanted to eat a meal of braised pork, but Da Wei obviously didn't have it, so he made it himself.

Fang Ji carried the meat he bought and the ingredients for making braised pork in his hand, the most expensive of which should be this sugar.

Fang Ji begged this Ah San, and the stingy Ah San gave so much. In ancient times, the technology of making sugar was limited, and it was considered a valuable product.

Kitchen? There are ready-made ones in Zuixianfang, and the seasonings are also readily available in addition to sugar.

As for the wok, Zhang Xian, the craftsman of the Chamber of Commerce, is still playing, and Fang Halberd will make do with the pan first, and as for turning the meat, it will be replaced by chopsticks.

A plate of qualified braised pork must be sweet, delicious, salty and sweet, and of course, the most important thing must be fatty but not greasy.

It depends on the heat and time of the stew.

In fact, it was quite troublesome to cook a meal in ancient times, and Fang Ji has been "in charge" of the old ghost's house for many years, but he is still used to it.

"I bought a lot of meat." Fang Ji was a little depressed, he also reserved two more portions, and he had to make at least three pots of meat before he could eat it.

Fang Ji estimated that unless it was the Qiluo who could eat four eggs, he wouldn't be able to finish it. But when I think about it, Qiluo may not eat pork either, so this pot of meat can only be eaten by herself.

In ancient times, there were no refrigerators, and the weather in Los Angeles is ...... Tyrannical creatures.

It's not enough to have meat, you have to have wine and food.

In terms of wine, Lou Nan is also interested, and left a pot of "experiments" that are prepared today, which is probably a blended version of two wines, and the taste is also good.

As for the dishes, Fang Ji took out the special curly heart white of Hu Shang for the time being from the Qiluo Chamber of Commerce, that is, cabbage. And he wanted to make shredded cabbage, but this Dawei didn't have chili peppers yet......

If there were America in the world, the peppers would still be lying there, but it's a pity.

If there is no sour and spicy shredded cabbage, then the sweet and sour cabbage will be enough.

"Braces Girl~ How Beautiful ......"

Humming a little song, the wine and food are served on the table, and it is the dinner time of the halberd.

"Shopkeeper, come to the altar to get drunk immortals."

Fang Ji didn't expect that someone would come to the door at this time, and it was already curfew time to see the time. Probably he just thought that the inside of this drunken immortal workshop was too stuffy, so he opened half of the door. Drunken Immortal Fang has the right to operate at night, and the drunkard's favorite thing is to come here for a hangover for a night. Of course, that's a lot of the past.

Fang Ji looked at it at this time, and the person who came was a creamy little person, with a delicate face and a feminine style.

Hey, to put it bluntly, it's a sissy.

Just when he sighed a lot about whether Dawei was like this, he could be regarded as having experience and looked at the tips of people's ears, and he woke up.

It turned out to be a Xibei cargo again.

In Dawei, it's still night, and a woman wants to travel, but she can't be a woman dressed as a man. It's just that this woman is not an ordinary person, she is as light as a swallow, her breath is stable, and she is a person who practices martial arts. As for the strength, Fang Ji actually felt that it was not easy to judge.

In fact, Fang Ji reacted now, his ears were quite sensitive, and he only reacted when this woman came to the door.

"Where's the store?" The woman was a little confused.

"Ah, don't do business today, it's closed, private time." Fang Ji laughed, and opened the braised pork stewed with a small candle, and it was immediately fragrant.

The halberd was filled with wine, sandwiched a piece of meat, and ate a bite.

Fat but not greasy~

As the so-called braised pork rolls and rolls, it can't stand on its feet.

"Good fragrant ......" The woman stared intently at Fang Ji's pot of meat at this time, and swallowed softly, her intention was obvious.

"You're the shop here?"

"No, look after the store on behalf of others."

After all, it was another mouthful of meat imported, and Fang Ji naturally intended to tease this woman.

This woman has a characteristic, that is, the expression on her face is too easy to guess. Sister Xiao Luo is a little tiger tooth and puffing out of her cuteness, so Fang Ji can't help but tease her.

And this woman is like everything is written on her face.

"Have you eaten, do you want to have a meal?" Fang Ji felt that there was too much braised pork anyway, and there was just someone who could help him "share" it

"No need." The girl pretended to be calm at this time, and replied in a voice that thought it was very similar to a male voice, which was quite categorical.

Mutter~

Although this girl has a hard mouth, she is very honest in her body.

Fang Ji thought it was funny, so he went to get more dishes and chopsticks and motioned for her to sit down.

"I'm really not hungry...... Meat...... In that case, I'll reluctantly eat a little bit. ”

"Okay."

This girl is obviously not from the rivers and lakes, but her martial arts are good, isn't she a woman from a hidden martial arts family?

Fang Ji spread his hands, obviously feeling that he had read too many martial arts novels.

This woman seems to love meat very much, but because she is a little unfamiliar with Fang Ji, she is reserved and tight, and when she always wants to sandwich meat, Fang Ji looks at it, and then goes to pick up the cabbage next to her.

Fang Ji felt funny and helpless.

Seeing that she is working so hard, I still have to help her.

"If you don't finish eating this meat, it will be bad tomorrow, and it will be quite a headache." Fang Ji pretended to be very troubled.

"That'...... I'll help you eat it. ”

"That's great!"

And the amount of food this girl also made Fang Ji feel amazing, and soon the meat rice was eaten, and a bowl of rice was finished.

At this time, he was biting his chopsticks and staring at the rice bowl on the table......

Fang Ji is naturally very "sensible".

"If you don't finish this meal, you'll be spoiled tomorrow, it's a pity."

"Me! I can still eat! After this girl finished speaking, she felt that she was a little rude, and she couldn't help blushing. And a little bit ......."

"That's a big help!"

Alas, it's time to perform with you, and I'm doing my best.