"It's not a little bit of rice," Feng Yong smiled, "It's a festival anyway." Let those Hu people also look at the customs of our Han people, after all, among these people, I don't know how many people will have to register in the future. ”

Although there are many more prisoners of war who may die of exhaustion than those who can survive, as long as someone can really meet the standards set by Feng Yong, then he will naturally not be stingy with such a household registration.

After all, this is a relatively closed circle, where Han and Hu live together, and the fusion speed must be very fast.

Therefore, Feng Yong believes that as long as they are properly given some more channels to rise, there will always be people who will work hard to climb up, and as time goes by, there will be more and more naturalized Hu people.

Not to mention anything else, look at these people now, except for the unwilling leaders and the elders of the clan, who would think of running away?

"What my brother said makes sense, so the little sister will go down and arrange it."

Guan Ji nodded, and then looked at Amei, "Brother, the thing about hanging wormwood and calamus ......"

"Tell Amei to come with you."

Feng Yong understood what Guan Ji meant, nodded, and said to Ah Mei again, "Go ahead." ”

Although he doesn't know much about the Dragon Boat Festival in this era, Feng Yong can also guess that this kind of work is generally done by the women in the family.

In later generations, when he was a child during the Dragon Boat Festival, he also saw his grandmother and mother inserting mugwort leaves in the door.

Now it's only Ji and Amei here, so naturally they do it.

"Yes, my lord."

Ah Mei glanced at Guan Ji gratefully, and then saluted Feng Yong.

"Why did you make my brother angry again?"

Ah Mei followed Guan Ji out of the door and walked to a remote place, and Guan Ji asked.

"Guan Niangzi, the maid just saw that the lord didn't seem to like to eat horn millet today, so he asked more."

Ah Mei knew that the lady Guan in front of her was very likely to become her housewife, so she was careful to flatter her on weekdays.

"Brother, you don't know it. This corn is not to his taste, so he can make something he likes to eat for lunch. ”

Guan Ji was a little surprised when she heard Ah Mei's words, when she had breakfast, didn't her brother say that the horn millet was delicious?

Then I suddenly remembered that he had asked thoughtlessly whether this horn was made by himself and Amei, and then I understood, originally, my brother was afraid that I would be a mustard before he said that!

Thinking like this, Guan Ji's heart was filled with a hint of sweetness at the same time.

"Put in the mugwort leaves and calamus first, and then you will wash the millet later, and I will gather the woman who can make horned millet."

After the two of them finished inserting mugwort leaves and calamus, Ah Mei was sent by Guan Ji to wash millet rice, and Guan Ji herself went around and returned to the door of Feng Yong's study.

"Hey, Sanniang, what's wrong with you? Done out there? ”

Feng Yong opened the door and saw Guan Ji standing at the door, and asked with some confusion.

Guan Ji walked into the room, closed the door with her hand, looked at Feng Yong, blinked and said, "Little sister suddenly remembered that she had something to give to her brother. “

"What's that?"

Feng Yong looked at the beautiful woman looking at him with beautiful eyes, there was a tenderness in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but pound.

Could it be that Guan Ji wants to open it?

Feng Tujiao swallowed his saliva, I had already figured it out!

Thinking so, he stretched out his hand to pull Guan Ji.

Guan Ji took the initiative to hold Feng Yong's hand.

Feng Yong's heart was overjoyed, and he was about to make a move.

I only heard Guan Ji say softly, "Brother, don't move." ”

I saw Guan Ji pick up the clothes on Feng Yong's arm, and somehow there were two more ribbons in his hand, and gently tied one of them to his arm.

"It's ......"

Feng Tu was stunned.

"It's longevity. Brother can know that the emphasis on five festivals is to avoid evil spirits. “

"Ward off evil spirits? Sanniang and Amei went to the door and inserted mugwort leaves and calamus, isn't it just to ward off evil spirits? ”

"It's always good to avoid more."

Guan Ji explained, after tying it, he pulled Feng Yong's other arm, and then tied the remaining other ribbon still well.

"It's a military expedition. Tie the arms with colored silk in the heavy five sections, which can avoid ghosts and military disasters, and can also prevent people from getting sick and plague. ”

Guan Ji held Feng Yong's hand and said softly, "Little sister only wishes my brother a long and safe life." ”

Feng Tuqiu's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he said in his heart, I would be wrong?

"Sanniang really has a heart."

After the cheeky Feng Tujiao was embarrassed, he was a little moved in his heart.

"Heavy five diets to eat horn millet, that can be regarded as warding off evil spirits." Guan Ji said, "My brother doesn't like to eat corn, so the little sister has to help my brother tie colored silk to ward off evil spirits." ”

Speaking of this, he smiled again, and said with some regret, "Speaking of which, if you have wine, you can soak it in calamus and eat it, and you can also avoid the plague." ”

"What about Sanniang? Do you want me to tie it for you? ”

Feng Tu Turtle heard it, hey, there are still such customs? How do I not know?

Isn't this a good opportunity to take advantage?

Guan Ji didn't know the little bit of caution in Feng Yong's heart, and at the moment, his eyes were wandering, and he looked at him with a smile, "Little sister is not like my brother who doesn't like to eat horn millet, when my little sister eats early, she eats several." ”

Feng Yong sighed, and said in his heart, you are boring like this.

"Who says I don't like corn? Ame's stupid girl, she can't even make a horn millet, how can I eat it? ”

Feng Yong argued.

Shake the pot, you have to shake the pot.

It's not that I don't like to eat it, it's that I don't do it well.

"What else can a horncorn do? Isn't it all made like that? Ah Mei is also skillful, in order not to make the horn millet bitter, she also went to ask a lot of women, and this is the Aixiang horn millet that she made. I didn't expect to get such an evaluation from my brother. ”

It's going to be too heavy for five sections, and Guan Ji sometimes has free time, and she will prepare with Amei. Naturally, I know how much effort Ame put into her brother's food and clothing on weekdays.

"If you don't do a good job, you don't do a good job," Feng Yong naturally refused to admit that he didn't look down on the brown man of this era, and waved his hand at the moment, "When I make you a horn millet, you will know what the real horn millet tastes like." ”

"Brother didn't mention it, my little sister forgot that my brother had learned the art of tooth change."

Guan Ji pursed her lips and smiled again, "It's just that no matter what this horn does it, isn't it still like that, is it possible that my brother can still make flowers?" ”

"Sanniang, don't believe it, maybe I can really make flowers."

Feng Yong said with confidence.

A brown without the struggle between the sweet party and the salty party is not a good brown seed.

"Anyway, I'll rest today, I'll let Sanniang see what a real horned millet is."

Guan Ji knew that this brother was open-minded by nature, never cared about other people's opinions, and used to cook by himself often, so it was not surprising to hear him say this.

"Okay, brother, my little sister is just talking casually, why is my brother still serious." Guan Ji dissuaded, "Brother doesn't like to eat that horn millet, so if you don't eat it." The little sister has already asked Amei to cook more food that her brother likes to eat during lunch. ”