Lao Jiu woke up with a hangover, his head ached faintly, and he wanted to find some wine to suppress the shock, but there was a faint sound of "talking and laughing" in his ears.

"Huh?"

Lao Jiu opened his eyes with difficulty, only to find that the sky was already bright, and his head was confused, and he remembered that the third child seemed to have sent him another helper yesterday.

Staggering up, Lao Jiu followed the voice, and at the kitchen door, he finally heard it clearly.

"Wang Lang, why do we have to work so many noodles?" A woman's voice came out.

"Of course, it's a real thing."

"Real yàn? What is a trial? ”

"For example, I know what kind of ingredients will be used to fry fritters, but I can't be sure about the proportion of these materials, so I naturally need to do real to get the right proportion."

"The slave family still doesn't understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, do what I say, and you'll have the answer in a while."

In the kitchen, the voices of a man and a woman came out, and Jiugong at the door frowned slightly: "Yesterday I remembered that it was a person, why is there another woman?" ”

With questions in his heart, Jiu Gong stepped in, and as soon as he entered, he found that there were several basins arranged on the board in the kitchen. On one side of the basin, a man and a woman are talking and laughing.

"You two, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

Wang Dong and the lady of the Zhang family didn't notice the movement at the door at all, and Jiugong's sudden voice startled the little lady of the Zhang family, and she exclaimed, and the basin in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Wang Dong turned around and found that it was Jiugong standing at the door, and said with a smile: "Jiugong, you are awake." ”

"I'm asking you, what are you two doing?" Jiugong frowned, in his memory, the person brought by the third child yesterday did not seem to have this little lady.

Wang Dong walked over and explained: "That's the case, Jiugong, I met this little lady in the market today's morning market, and I wanted to borrow her wonderful hands to make something." ”

"Slaves are polite." The little lady stood aside and bowed slightly.

"What do you do?"

"This thing is called a fritter, if it is paired with the bean curd of the little lady of the Zhang family, it can be described as a golden partner for breakfast." Wang Dong said with great confidence.

Jiu Gong listened to the fresh words one by one, which came out of Wang Dong's mouth, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Fritters? A golden partner? ”

"That's right, Wang Lang won't meet, so he specially asked me to come back to help." The little lady of the Zhang family said obediently.

Jiugong glanced at the little lady and said, "You little lady, you are very bold, and you are not afraid that he is a bad person, so you will go out of the city with him." ”

Wang Dong smiled: "Where are there so many bad people, Zhang family lady, don't you say?" ”

The little lady pursed her lips and was silent, in fact, after following Wang Dong out of the city, she was also very worried, and later, she saw that Wang Dong had no evil intentions, so she was relieved.

Jiu Gong walked to the board, looked at the top, and in the ** basin, there was live dough, and said, "Just use these noodles to make the fritters you said in your mouth?" ”

"Exactly."

"What other flowers can be made from dough." Jiu Gong had a disappointed expression, he had seen a lot of pasta, and in his impression, it was all something new.

Wang Dong said with a smile: "Jiugong, there is no absolute. ”

Seeing that Wang Dong seemed to be very confident, Jiu Gong said: "Whatever you want, you young people, you like to toss around all day long." Shaking his head, Jiu Gong turned away.

After Jiugong left, Wang Dong and the little lady were relieved. The little lady of the Zhang family also playfully stuck out her tongue: "This ninth prince looks very powerful." ”

Wang Dong said: "I don't think so. "Awesome? He thinks that this Nine Princes are quite reasonable, and the kitchen was made like this by him, he doesn't care, if it is in the palace, the Third Duke still doesn't pick his skin?

"One, two, three......" The little lady counted the basins and said, "It's already nine basins, it should be enough, right?" ”

Wang Dong nodded: "I think, it should be almost, let's cover the lid, let the dough fully rise, and then we can put oil in the afternoon." ”

"You can see the fritters in the afternoon?" The little lady looked expectant.

"That's not necessarily, if the proportion is not right, I'm afraid I'll have to start over."

"However, I have a hunch that I will succeed."

……

After tidying up in the kitchen, Wang Dong and the little lady of the Zhang family came to the hall. It is rare that Jiugong sat in the hall, but he did not drink.

"Nine Princes!"

After saying hello, Wang Dong and the little lady came to Jiugong's face and found that he looked a little melancholy.

"Could it be that Jiugong has something sad about why he will borrow wine to kill his sorrows all day long?" Wang Dong said secretly in his heart.

Jiu Gongdao: "It's all done?" ”

"Not yet, you can't get oil until the afternoon." Wang Dong replied.

"Sit."

Wang Dong and the lady of the Zhang family glanced at each other, and then sat down at a table on the side.

"Jiugong, you seem to have something on your mind."

Jiugong smiled bitterly: "Thoughts? I'm here every day, carefree, what can I do? As he spoke, Jiugong glanced at Wang Dong and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Wang Dong!"

"Wang Dong," Jiu Gong muttered a few times and nodded, "The name is a good name, but do you know that the noodles you wasted in the kitchen just now are enough for ten people to eat for a day?" ”

Wang Dong couldn't imagine that the Nine Guilds would suddenly say this, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Jiugong's gaze continued to turn to the lady of the Zhang family, and said, "He may have been staying in the palace and may not know the situation outside. The little lady works hard all day long, and she must not know the preciousness of food now, right? ”

"This ......" the lady of the Zhang family nodded and sighed, "Of course I know." ”

"What's the situation?" Although Wang Dong knew that there was a disaster in the Tang Dynasty and there was a shortage of food, he couldn't really feel what kind of Cheng dù he was strict.

At the morning market, Wang Dong saw that there were many stalls selling pasta, dim sum, and pastries on both sides of the street, and he couldn't see the appearance of short grains at all. I thought that the famine was still far away from him and Taiyuan.

The little lady's expression was gloomy for a while, and she said: "Now, the people of poor families don't have half a grain of grain at home, so they can only feed their hunger with wild vegetables all day long. ”

"But why, in the morning, I see that there are still many stalls selling steamed buns and pastries on both sides of the morning market?" Wang Dong was puzzled.

"Although it is still sold, the price has risen several times, and ordinary people can't afford it." The little lady said helplessly, "Especially, the materials needed to make these pastries are all sold from the Wangjia grain store, although the grain store shopkeeper Sanniang has minimized the price increase, but the price has still nearly doubled, especially the chestnut rice, I heard that it has been sold out." ”

Chestnut rice is the staple food of the life of the people of Datang. Three meals a day are essential. But now, even the largest Wang family grain store in Jinyang City has been sold out, so you can imagine what will happen to ordinary farmers outside Jinyang City, and how much impact the three-year famine will have on Datang.