Speaking of boldness, Yang Huairen's eyes are not serious about the emperor and the prince. The www.biquge.info of his life experience in later generations made him understand his identity and status, most of the time it is not this name, but this person has more money and less money.

The rich is the father, in fact, it shouldn't be regarded as a kind of irony, the atmosphere is like this, and it is not something that can be changed by an ordinary person who is not used to it.

Besides, since it is to make friends with heart, it should not pay attention to the status of friends, the emperor and the prince, in Yang Huairen's view, are actually the same as the poor farmers, eating grains, a lifetime is only a few decades.

The honeymoon is a rising posture, He Zhiyun understands the deep meaning of the honeymoon, Yang Huairen, the master, is also conscientious, personally demonstrating, known as the world's first eighteen-style top-secret martial arts on the bed, the two of them cultivated overnight from the first heaven to the second heaven.

It is nonsense to say that Yang Huairen is afraid of his wife, and it is an absolute rumor, but He Zhiyun is full of fear of the endless power that bursts out of Yang Huairen's body.

Yang Huairen got up in the spring breeze to prepare breakfast, thinking about quickly sending the two foodies surnamed Zhao away, he came to Zhuangzi to take a vacation, and served these two guys every day, how to have a good vacation?

But Zhao Hao and Zhao Xu's uncle and nephew have no consciousness of being a light bulb at all, and they don't have the intention of going home at half a point in the morning, and the most annoying thing is that these two goods are used to being served by others.

Breakfast in Zhuangzi is also simple, the tofu workshop starts grinding tofu before dawn, and when the sun rises, the first pot of tofu brain has already been ordered.

Because of this, Yang Huairen also saves trouble, pouring a spoonful of clear soy sauce on the fresh tofu brain, and then dropping a few drops of sesame oil and red oil, it is a bowl of smooth and delicious old tofu.

A few cookcakes cut into slices, smeared with eggs on both sides and fried, are Chinese-style toast, this breakfast looks simple and casual, but it is healthy and nutritious.

At first, Zhao Xu and Zhao Hao were dissatisfied with such a simple arrangement, and after eating, they realized that their previous breakfast was weak, and the tofu could melt in the mouth, plus the chili oil appetizing, everyone ate five eggs.

This is not bad, You Shixiong eats a bowl of tofu brain, Yang Huairen feels that he is blind to his craft, this kind of person eats purely to survive, and has nothing to do with enjoying food, just like a cow chewing peonies.

After breakfast, it's time to go, right? Yang Huairen found that he was thinking wrong again, and Zhao Xu, who was full of food and drink, had such a close contact with the countryside for the first time, and pulled Yang Huairen to observe the folk customs.

Yang Huairen felt that Zhao Xu's idea was still good, and he would still have to be pro-government in the future, and recalled his historical knowledge, as if it was within one or two years, and it was also a good thing that he could see the people's sufferings now.

The first thing Yang Huairen showed them was not the fields, but a row of newly built houses in the Zhuangzi, the purpose was to explain to Zhao Xu in advance that the new house was built by the Yang family, and it was only rented to the farmers.

Because of Yang Huairen's vegetable planting in Zhuangzi, he was also played, and this time was also an opportunity to prove his innocence, leading Zhao Xu to see the newly built vegetable greenhouse, which was regarded as giving him a preventive shot in advance.

In fact, Zhao Xu didn't care whether Yang Huairen used the cultivated land to grow vegetables, but told Yang Huairen that in the cold winter wax moon, green vegetables can still be grown in the vegetable greenhouse, and he was full of interest.

When he saw the new vegetable greenhouse, Zhao Xu's eyes were full of surprise.

"According to this method, the people will also have fresh vegetables to eat in the winter, which is really a good idea."

No matter what time of year it is, there are fresh vegetables to eat in the palace, even if it is a cold day, there is also a transfer department to send the fresh vegetables from the south to the palace.

But in these years, there are no planes and trains, and the transportation cost of a vegetable can be dozens or hundreds of times that of this dish, except for the nobles in the palace and a few princes and nobles, it is impossible for the people to eat a variety of fresh vegetables in winter.

In addition to radishes and wead, which can be stored in large quantities in winter, other fresh vegetables can only be made into pickled vegetables or dried into dried vegetables, and the quantity is also very small, so the people's winter diet is still very monotonous.

For Zhao Xu, he is happy to see that he can improve people's livelihood, perhaps because he is young and has not yet understood the gameplay of the game of thrones in the court, he can care about the lives of the people from the bottom of his heart, which can be regarded as comforting to Yang Huairen.

Fortunately, these two people have very little knowledge of vegetables, and they don't see any difference between the vegetables grown in Yang Huairen's vegetable greenhouse, otherwise they may have to rob something and go back.

When the group returned to the door of the house, the merchants who came to buy goods in Yang's Zhuangzi were waiting in line to buy tofu or wine, and the merchants after purchasing happily pulled things and turned their heads to rush back, and they could buy the most sought-after goods from Yang's house, which means that they can make a lot of money, and they can feel that happiness from their faces.

As soon as Yang Huairen walked into the courtyard, he heard someone arguing at the door of the steaming workshop, and a man in brocade with a horsewhip arrogantly pointed at the shopkeeper of the steaming workshop.

"Your Yang family just gives a few jars of wine to the officials, should you send it to Huazi?"

The shopkeeper Yu is also from the palace of Nanyang County, and naturally knows how to distinguish his identity by looking at the other party's clothes, seeing that this man is wearing a satin robe, with a palm-sized jade pendant, and a golden crown with tied hair, thinking that this person may be a powerful son of a small background.

He didn't want to cause trouble for the head of the family, and he didn't dare to say that the head of the family, Yang Huairen, stipulated that the Yang family's Suiyuan Spring wine was sold to hotels or businesses that had signed an agreement and had a business license, but only deduced that the supply of new wine was in short supply, and there was no stock at the moment.

But his reason made the brocade-clothed man even more angry, and scolded angrily: "You use this reason to blame the official, is it easy to be an official?"

The lowly merchant who just left in front of me has just taken a hundred jars from the winery, do you think I didn't see it? ”

After saying that, the man in brocade raised the horsewhip in his hand, and whipped it down viciously, and the "snap" was on the shopkeeper's thigh.

The shopkeeper Yu was whipped by this whip and screamed "ahhhhh

Even so, the man in brocade had no mercy, and laughed happily, scolding in his mouth: "Killing you, a cheap slave, is just killing a bedbug for this official!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to whip again, and when Brother Hei Niu saw that the shopkeeper of his liquor shop was beaten by a stranger for no reason, he hurried a few steps and rushed up, lightly stretched his tiger arm, and snatched the long whip from his hand with a little force.