From the king to the common people, most of the meals at this time are two meals a day.

As a foodie from a big foodie country, you can imagine how deeply resentful the current food taste in Jigong is.

The meat is boiled, the vegetables are also boiled with a little salt, and even the staple food of Yanguo - millet, millet, wheat, beans, etc. are also simply "shelled and peeled", boiled and steamed for people to eat. Ji Kang said, how can this be endured? .

Ji Kang knows that no matter what, it doesn't matter whether you want to accept this world or not, but what can never be denied is that the life in this world is given by the woman who is now holding herself. This woman, like her mother in the previous life, will always have you in her heart, will always remember you, and will always care about you.

Especially when it is discovered that this woman has regarded herself as the only support in life, the sense of responsibility as a son, husband, and father in the previous life arises slowly.

Not for anything else, just for the relatives to be able to be quiet. Especially when I still feel that I have the ability and ability.

Having accepted the world and ready to change him, then start by eating!

When he looked at his mother, who was kneeling on the mat with a smile on her face, Ji Kang decided to shock her mother for her long-term plans for the future.

"Shi Kang, let people eat. Bring the food we have prepared to my mother and Mrs. Ji to taste. ”

"No."

The meal is very simple, mother, Ji Mao and Ji Kang all have the same meal in front of them: a small plate of tofu stew, a small plate of cold bean sprouts, a bowl of noodles, and two small steamed buns.

In the dining hall, except for Ji Kang and Shi Kang, who accompanied his son to make these things, everyone's eyes widened, and even some palace maids and chamberlains covered their mouths.

I haven't seen it before, but it looks delicious, what should I do?

Looking at his mother's surprised and manager Ji Mao's sluggish face, Ji Kang stood up and introduced:

"Mother, Uncle Ji, I named this plate of soft and white tofu, this slender plate is called bean sprouts, and the pottery bowl is called noodles, and I call these two steamed buns."

"Mother, please taste it."

"Oh, oh, good, good."

Looking at the mother who had eaten all the meals, including the two small steamed buns. and the old manager who was shameless, eating up all the meals he hadn't had time to eat, and sitting there with a full burp. Ji Kang felt more satisfied than ever.

"Childe, the object you asked Shi Dare to get out a few days ago was made for these meals, right?"

"Yes, Ji Bo Wise."

"Childe, the old slave is arrogant, I want to ask Childe, what are the tofu and noodles made of?"

"It's very simple, it's made of beans and wheat."

"Beans and wheat can make these things?"

"Uncle Ji, it's actually very simple."

"Oh, oh, Childe, can you show the old slave how these things are made?"

"Absolutely."

When the old housekeeper Ji Mao saw in the southwest corner of the dining room, a thick stone plate with two round stones and a wooden stick on it, and the eyes were so big that they were about to bulge out, what is this?

When I turned my head to see the newly built stove with a large and a small, dark iron container, my mouth was open enough to put down a large egg.

"Mother, Jibo, you see, this thing made of stone I call it grinding."

"I call it a pot made of iron on the stove, which can be used instead of pottery to cook food, and can also be used to make more and better food, which is very good for the body."

In the dining room, Ji Kang pointed to a few things that he had never seen before.

"Actually, the few things we ate just now are very simple, and we only need to make the above few things to process them."

As an undergraduate student majoring in mechanical design and manufacturing who was born in the countryside and received the most systematic higher education in the last life, and as a son of Yan in this life, Ji Kang said that there was no pressure to make these things.

Wheat can be turned into flour with two grinding discs made of two hard-wearing bluestones, with holes carved out of them, and stacked on top of them of the same diameter. Flour cut strips are noodles, and flour is kneaded and steamed to make steamed buns.

Similarly, draw a pattern with silk silk, mark the size, and let Shi dare to find a blacksmith to create an iron pot according to the drawing. Soybeans are soaked in water overnight, and after being cleaned, they are crushed with a more elaborate grinding disc and ground into soybean milk with water. Then filter with superimposed layers of silk, put it in an iron pot to boil, after cooling, pick the top bean skin, add vinegar or salt water to stir, and then press and cool to make tofu.

"The bean sprouts are even simpler, wash them with water, put them in a clay pot and cover them with a burlap cloth, and soak them for three to four days."

……

Listening to Ji Kang's chatter, the smile on the face of his mother Ji Zhao became more and more, and the eyes of the manager Ji Mao became bigger and bigger.

In the end, Ji Kang suddenly changed his style and asked:

"Ji Bo, you say, if we open a few mills and tofu factories in Jidu, can we make money?"

"Ahh Childe, making money is for sure! The old manager was so excited that his voice trembled a little.

"Oh, Uncle Ji, if we set up a chamber of commerce and invite all the merchants of Jidu to promote this thing together, you say, will the merchants of Jidu agree?"

"Childe, this is a once-in-a-lifetime good thing for them, and these merchants will definitely flock to it! Son. ”

Next to him, Ji Zhao had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, and added:

"Your grandfather, King Yan and your father, haven't eaten yet? Especially in the Chamber of Commerce, you need to tell your grandfather and father. ”

Ji Kang blinked his eyes, and then he realized that his mother, as a wife and princess of Zhao Kingdom, did not know about himself.

Looking at my son, who was tired at noon, lying on the couch and falling asleep.

Ji Zhao waved everyone away and said to Ji Mao, who was standing in front of the couch and also looking at his son:

"How's the matter that Childe told you to do?"

"Niangniang, a few days ago, the son instructed the old slave to let the old slave find a relatively large shop on Xuanwu Street, saying that it would be a chamber of commerce to be established after a while, and the old slave has already arranged it. Judging from today's food, the old slave thinks that Gongzi has already planned to do so! ”

In addition, he said that he wanted the old slave to arrange it, and he had to go to his own Yizhuang to have a look, and the old slave had already asked someone to clean up the courtyard of Yizhuang in the past two days. When you're done with this, you can accompany your son to see it. ”

"What do you think of your son-in-law?"

"The old slave can only say that the cone is in the bag, and the end will be seen."

"Niangniang, the old slave has been with him since the birth of his son, and the stupidity he showed before is that the old slave seems to be deceiving everyone. The old slave had already found out, but he didn't dare to trespass, and he didn't dare to tell his mother about you! ”

"Niangniang, think about it, after the birth of the son, did he rarely make noise? Isn't it also very clean? At the age of two, he knew the words taught by his mother and others; When he was three years old, he liked to look at the bamboo slips in his mother's room, although he didn't like to speak much, but he had his own rules and regulations. Although the old slave is ignorant, he has never seen such a wise person. ”

"And what the old slave Guan Gongzi has done recently is even more ...... It's even more terrifying! ”

Ji Zhao listened to the words of the old manager, quietly looked at her son, who was sleeping cleanly like a New Year's painting, and the young mother's face was full of pride.

After a while, he turned to look at Ji Mao, with a sharp light in his eyes, and asked slowly:

"Boss, in your opinion, how does my son compare with Ji Huan's son?"

When Ji Mao heard this, he knelt on the ground, and although it was winter, the beads of sweat on his head rolled down. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Niangniang, as soon as the son was born, the old slave was designated by the king to be the head of the servant, and the net worth and life of the old slave have long been integrated with the son. But this is a huge matter and needs to be slowed down. ”

"If you want to succeed, you should look at the son himself, and then look at foreign aid. Looking at the present, although Childe is young, he has his own strategy and rules, although Childe is five years older, but compared with Childe, the difference is thousands of miles. ”

"Niangniang, the old slave arrogantly said, originally my Yan State was only an ally with Zhao State, but Gongzi's maternal grandfather just died last month, and Qin State sent an envoy to my Yan State, and the old slave heard that Qin envoys have had secret meetings with the king many times. This...... This is not a good sign! ”

"Now that Shang ascended the throne, everyone can clearly see that the king and the crown prince are gradually moving away from the Zhao State, and the Qin State is gradually getting closer! The old slave thought that this was not a good thing for the son and the mother. Therefore, the old slave thinks that if the son succeeds, he should not be in a hurry, but should take it slowly. It's better to be still than to be still, this old slave's heartfelt words, I hope that Niangniang will adopt it. ”

"Niangniang, take the matter of the son's division of the fiefdom as an example, some time ago I finally had an eyebrow, the old slave was ordered by the mother, and went to meet the ministers such as Jiangqu and Changguo Junlejian to talk about this matter. As a result, when he arrived at the court, as in previous years, he was delayed by Su belly and others for various reasons. ”

"Jiangqu, Lejian and others suggested that the king divide the prince to Zhongdu County, but Su belly and others resolutely divided the prince to Liaodong County, but Gongsun Xiangguo was noncommittal, and the king did not express his position, and the matter was delayed again."

Ji Zhao sat slowly on the couch where his son was asleep. looked at Ji Mao, held the silk handkerchief in his hand tightly, and gritted his teeth and scolded:

"is also the grandson of the king, Gongzixi was born by the first king as Wudu Jun, and the best Wudu County was given to Gongzixi as a mining estate. My son, who is more than five years old this year, has only two villages, just like me. Now, I heard that Yan Qin signed a contract, and the Qin envoy still wants my son to go to Qin as a hostage? What are they trying to do? Is this trying to force my mother and son to death? ”

"The old slave is not doing well, which makes the mother panic, and the old slave deserves death. The eldest husband Su Belly did have a suggestion to let Gongzi go to Qin as a hostage, but he was opposed by the ministers of Jiangqu and Lejian, but Gongsun Cao of Xiangguo did not express his position on the matter of protons, and the court has not yet made a conclusion. ”

Ji Zhao gently kissed his son's face, looked at his son's slightly wrinkled expression, sighed and said:

"I'm a woman, I can't do too much for my son, I can only count on you to help him."

"Ji Mao, I know that you have always been loyal, but Gongzi is young, and he still needs you elders to shelter him from the wind and rain. Step back and do your best. ”

"No."

……

After the boss left, Ji Zhao looked at his son who was still asleep and sighed lightly: "Son! Mother is incompetent, you grow up quickly! Then he gently closed the door and walked out.

And Ji Kang, who was sleeping on the couch, moved his eyelids, turned over and fell into a deep sleep.