Chapter 81: Thinking about it

Perhaps because she wanted to see the deceased, her stepmother, Granny Li, was silent more often.

Bao Zheng's wife, Mrs. Li, talked to Granny Li and Fan Yu for a while, and then said goodbye.

Fan Yu let his stepmother rest, and he took Wang Xiaoding to see Zhanzhao.

Zhanzhao is not Bao Zheng's subordinate now, but a friend or staff member. It's just that although Zhanzhao reads, he is not good at literary affairs, and is more with Dynasty Mahan, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and others.

As soon as they met, Zhanzhao knew Fan Yu's intention.

smiled and said to Fan Yu: "Seeing that you are neatly dressed, you must have seen the prosperity of Tokyo and wanted to go for a walk on the street, right?" ”

Fan Yu didn't intend to hide it from Zhan Zhao, so he responded with a smile: "What Brother Zhan said is right, I do mean it." This time I came to Bianliang, and I don't know how long I will stay. Instead of being idle, it is better to go outside and take a look and gain knowledge. Also, plan for the future. If you have a suitable house, you can also buy one. ”

Zhan Zhao was startled when he heard that Fan Yu was going to buy a house, "Junior Brother Fan, this Bianliang's house is different from other places. The land price here is expensive, and the houses in good locations cost more than 1,000 yuan even if they are not more than a few zhang long and wide. If you buy something close to the city wall, it is cheaper, but it will cost about 200 yuan. ”

Fan Yu was also shocked, the houses in Caoqiao Town cost dozens of dollars at most, which was already amazing, but who knew that the housing prices in Bianliang were so expensive. However, he also understands that the poor towns such as Caoqiao Town are far less prosperous than those here in Bianliang.

Before, he counted the banknotes given by Qin Yuanwai, which was as much as 1,000 yuan, plus what he owned, it was only more than 1,100 yuan.

If the money is in Bianliang, it can only buy a house in a middle-class area, which is not very big.

"Since Bianliang's house is so expensive, then I'll forget it." Fan Yu shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Zhan Zhao: "Brother Zhan, if you have time, take me outside to see the excitement of Bianliang." ”

Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "Little Brother Fan, you can't leave Kaifeng Mansion at this time. Your stepmother has not been able to prove that she is the mother of the official family, and this matter is very important, not child's play. I'm afraid that before the proof, your mother and son will not be able to leave Kaifeng Mansion. Otherwise, I can take you out to play. Not far from the gate of Kaifeng Mansion is the most lively Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo. Every night at night, the night market is full of pedestrians. It would be a pity not to take a look. ”

Fan Yu listened to Zhanzhao say, although he was yearning, but unfortunately he couldn't go out, he felt that Zhanzhao did it on purpose.

When he raised his eyes, Zhanzhao really had a narrow smile in his eyes.

Fan Yu was unhappy in his heart, and couldn't help but want to add a block to Zhan Zhao, "Brother Zhan, do you know that Brother Wang Feng is now convicted, where did he go?" ”

Sure enough, hearing Fan Yu ask about this, Zhan Zhao was a little depressed and said: "What else, at this time, Brother Wang and Na Jia Wuxian were both sent to Guangnan West Road." Brother Wang went to Yizhou, while Najia Wuxian was taken to Qiongzhou. If there are no accidents, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get ahead. ”

Fan Yu shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Wang Feng is still young, if he is willing to endure some hardships, he will definitely be able to rise again." ”

Hearing Fan Yu say this, Zhan Zhao became happy, "Little Brother Fan, although you can't go out, but I can go out, you wait, I'll be back in a while." ”

Fan Yu hurriedly called out to Zhan Zhao, "Brother Zhan, since you are out, then bring some things back for me." When the time comes, I'll make some food, and I'll be able to relieve my boredom. ”

Listening to Fan Yu's words, Zhanzhao's eyes couldn't help but widen, "You want to make delicious food in Kaifeng Mansion?" ”

"What's the matter, Brother Zhan thinks there's something wrong with me doing this? Although Kaifeng Mansion is a yamen, it also has a back kitchen. If you can't leave here, wouldn't it be better to find something to do here than to get sick at leisure? Fan Yu asked rhetorically.

"So...... It's okay, you mother and son are here, and I don't know how long you will stay. It's not forbidden, of course I'll help you. Zhan Zhao also laughed and said: "The key is that Junior Brother Fan is extraordinary, and he will not let me down." ”

Fan Yu said what he wanted, so he urged: "Brother Zhan, hurry up, I still have to be busy when you come back." ”

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, what you want is simple, I'll be back soon." ”

In less than half an hour, Zhanzhao was carrying a pancake and sandwiching some miscellaneous things.

Fan Yu asked Wang Xiaoding to come forward to pick it up, and went to the back kitchen to prepare first.

Zhan Zhao hurriedly followed, he knew that Fan Yu's craftsmanship was quite good, not only the dishes were novel, but also the taste was quite good.

However, this time there were a lot of fragments, but Zhanzhao didn't understand what Yu was going to do.

Fan Yu brought Zhanzhao back with the bamboo slices, thinned one side, and drilled a hole in the middle with scissors, and inserted a chopstick into the hole. That's it, and I'm set aside.

Wang Xiaoding used to follow the yellow blacksmith to make iron, and he didn't know what Fan Yu was doing, which was a little inexplicable.

Zhan Zhao is more knowledgeable, "Little Brother Fan, are you going to make pancakes?" ”

Fan Yu smiled, "No, no, no, what I want to make is better than pancakes." I haven't eaten for a long time, but I'm a little hungry. ”

"If you can say that it is delicious, this thing must be no different." Zhanzhao raised his eyebrows, looking forward to it.

"Wait until you make it, and then ask Brother Zhan to taste it. It's not a big dish, it's just a snack. Fan Yu said with a smile: "It's delicious or not, after Brother Zhan has eaten it, he will make an evaluation." ”

Fan Yu made another dough and asked Wang Xiaoding to burn the oil pot.

I saw Fan Yu knead the dough into long strips, knead it into dough one by one, roll it into thin slices and put it in the oil pot.

In the sound and aroma of frying, Fan Yu fried a large pot of crispy dough sheets.

Zhan Zhao couldn't wait for a long time, reached out and took a fried dough sheet, took a bite, and said with some regret: "This is also delicious, crispy and crispy and delicious." It's just too thin, and the food is not full. ”

"This thing is just an ingredient, it hasn't been made yet, and of course it tastes worse." Fan Yu saw that Zhan Zhao was eager, so he responded with a smile: "Brother Zhan, don't worry, it will be fine soon." ”

Under the command of Fan Yu, Wang Xiaoding put the pan of the pancake on the fire.

Fan Yu took a clean cloth, dipped it in oil and rubbed it on the tweezers, which made the round iron plate-like tweezers shine.

White flour, millet flour, soybean flour, and mung bean flour are each a quarter, Fan Yu added water to the basin and kept whipping until there was no gnocchi in the batter. At this time, the batter in the basin is thin and thick, and it is poured from a high place with a spoon, but it slowly flows down to form a straight line.

Zhan Zhao watched Fan Yu's movements quickly, but he still had a sense of longing, and he only felt that this little brother Fan was as slow as a snail. I can't wait to use my eighteen martial arts to step forward to take action for Little Brother Fan.

Finally, Fan Yu asked Wang Xiaoding to raise the fire under the tweezers, and poured a spoonful of batter on it.

Wang Xiaoding saw that the sparse batter was going to flow on the plane of the pan, and couldn't help but hurriedly remind: "Be careful, this batter is going to flow!" ”

Zhan Zhao saw that Fan Yu was not in a hurry, so he picked up the spatula that he had made with bamboo slices before, and turned the batter into a thin and round cake with a turn on the tong.

That's right, Fan Yu just wants this bite, pancake fruit.