I am grateful to the Bai family for providing me with a sheltered eaves and a warm hot meal.

If there was no Bai family, Han Chuan didn't even know where to go - she had never lived alone, with a few pieces of silver in her arms, she could probably live in a rented room in an unknown nunnery for a month or two, Han Chuan thought at the beginning, two months, she also figured out what to do.

Cicada went to help her inquire about the cost of room and board in the Jingli Nunnery.

Well...

She really thought too much.

One or two pieces of broken silver are just the money for the noble wife to buy tea in the nunnery...

Here, but the capital.

It is not easy to live in the capital!

Until Grandpa Bai waved his palm, which happened to be waved on the door of Han Chuan's head, "Where do you want to go to a girl's house!?" The water in the nunnery is deep! Don't sell you, you also count the money to others! We still have an empty room at home, you are like a bean sprout, how much can you eat in a day? Looking at your chin, which is so thin that it is pointed like a melon seed, and your shoulders, grandpa, I wonder, can your skinny and small narrow shoulders support the weight of your head? It's like a meatball propped up on a shallot. Grandpa, I've been a cook all my life, and I've never seen such thin chicken feet..."

And so on, what follows is Grandpa Bai's review attack from beginning to end that contains no omissions.

Han Chuan's heart was warm, but he could hear that his chin was like melon seeds, his head was like meat balls, his body was like fine onions, and his hands were like chicken paws, and he couldn't help crying.

It was almost noon, the sun was a little overcast, Cui took Han Chuan to walk around the house, afraid that outsiders would bring the wind in, so he asked Bai Sixi and his father's peace through the window lattice, and the window lattice opened a crack, but Han Chuan was so smoked by the bitter smell of medicine that his eyes almost didn't open.

Simmered the remaining chicken soup and rice, Cui's cooking didn't look like the pie of the imperial chef's family, Han Chuan saw that his toes were about to cut out a hole in the ground - the small green vegetables were cut unevenly in thickness and size, the salt was put three times, and he didn't nod after tasting it twice, Han Chuan wanted to help but was stopped by Cui's hand.

"You don't like to be close to the stove when you go out of the palace, saying that you are tired of cooking!" Cui Shi sprinkled a handful of green onions of different thicknesses and lengths, "Sister-in-law knows everything!" ”

Actually, it's not annoying...

It's not difficult to cook, it's not bitter, but it's very bitter to see the green onions and vegetables ruined...

Han Chuan nodded shyly, and after hastily eating, he helped Cui's clean up the stove house, and heard a few "quack" ducks in the backyard.

Han Chuan looked around, there is a snow-white feathers, beak and feet are light orange duck, short wings, long back and wide - this duck is commonly used to make roast duck in Beijing, called stuffed duck, this kind of stuffed duck is different from other ducks, the texture of the meat is mixed with white fat, red and white, delicate and fresh, this is the dining room often said "flowers".

This kind of duck roasted is the best, the hanging oven roast duck is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, sliced into a thin layer of meat, and shredded green onions, rotten garlic, noodle sauce, etc. rolled in the lotus leaf cake to eat, the sugar skin of the duck is crispy and crispy, and the meat is bitten down and smoked out of the fat and salty juice that fills the mouth instantly.

Roast duck pays attention to eating while slicing, Han Chuan just arrived in the dining room, on his tenth birthday, a cicada from the hanging stove bureau half of the roast burnt, can not be presented to the master of the roast duck back, it is her birthday feast.

Han Chuan swore that it was the best thing she had eaten before she was ten years old.

Han Chuan smiled and asked Cui, "How do you feed the ducks at home?" Don't you feed chickens often? Chickens can lay eggs and chirp, ducks can only quack. ”

Cui Shi used a bamboo cage to cover the duck a little unnaturally, hung his head and whispered, "It's not that I fed it myself..."

Han Chuan let out an "oh" and didn't continue to talk about the duck.

After noon, Han Chuan cleaned up his own small room, put it away, the scar on his face hurt, the strangulation mark on his neck also hurt, and the pain on his waist was even worse, and it was a pity that he couldn't go to bed without taking a shower and washing his face, so he lay on the square table and took a nap.

The sky was dyed with a dull red glow, and there was a commotion outside the courtyard, and Han Chuan woke up suddenly, and hurriedly ran out of the courtyard.

It's Grandpa Bai and Bai Sixi who are back!

The shantytown's stove house was bright, and Cui's came out happily with a tray and curtains, "Sixi and father-in-law are back!" You've worked hard! Hurry up, hurry up! Turning his head to see Han Chuan, he laughed, "Quick!" Plate it! Let's have dinner! ”

Grandpa Bai happily sat on the table with his cane propped up by Bai Sixi, his beard turned upward, "Did you see your room?" ”

Han Chuan responded with a smile while helping to set the plates, "Sister-in-law Cui cleaned up very well!" I also took a nap in it! Deliberately bent up, "You and Sixi won't come back, I haven't woken up yet!" ”

Han Chuan took off his powder, and Grandpa Bai looked at the bruises and blood scabs on Han Chuan's face, his face sank, his lips moved, and he didn't speak.

The dishes are ready.

Three dishes, one soup.

A small pot of potatoes and roasted small ribs, a vinegared cabbage, a stack of small sugar nests, and a persimmon egg soup.

The appearance is average, and the taste is not fragrant enough, but it looks very gluttonous in the dim and dim light.

The nose is a little sour.

Grandpa Bai's face sank completely.

Cui Shi looked at his father-in-law's face and hurried to eat.

The people who came out of the palace paid attention to food and did not say anything, and Grandpa Bai took two mouthfuls with a calm face and entered the house with his hands behind his back.

Han Chuan didn't understand what Grandpa Bai was angry about, so he took the bowl and looked at Bai Sixi, who would have thought that Bai Sixi was a starving ghost reincarnated, burying his head in the bowl and eating small chops.

I don't hear anything outside the window, and I only know how to gnaw on ribs.

Han Chuan was stunned, and after eating, he honestly stayed to clean up and wash the dishes.

After a while, I heard Grandpa Bai's low roar in the main courtyard.

“... I asked you to help Han Chuan ask the doctor to buy medicine, what about you!? Han Chuan is a girl, and if the injury on her face is not healed well, her life will be ruined! ”

Han Chuan vaguely heard his name, so he put down the bowl and looked at Bai Sixi.

Bai Sixi shrugged his shoulders and whispered quietly, "Grandpa often trains his mother." Yu Guang swept the closed doors and windows of the main courtyard, "Mother, sometimes I can't get the point right, and my heart is not bad, but..."

Bai Sixi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, his son didn't think his mother was ugly, and he couldn't say bad things about being a mother.

The voice of the main courtyard is getting louder and louder, don't look at Grandpa Bai is old, he is full of energy.

“... Where's the crammed duck I bought for two dollars?! Grandpa Bai's voice brought a deliberately suppressed anger, "I said that I will catch the wind for Han Chuan at night, let's roast a fruit wood duck to eat, what about the duck!" I haven't seen a single hair! ”

A loud cry rang out in the main courtyard.

It's Choi's voice.

“... Dad, please ask the doctor for money! Cramming..."Cui Shi paused and cried suppressedly, "I sold the cramming duck to Liuxianju at the entrance of the alley, sold it for a penny of silver, and put on a bunch of garlic and ginger..."

After thinking about it, he felt that he was right, and his voice was louder, "Who are we!" Can you afford to eat cramming? You're the Imperial Chef, but we're not the ones who can eat the Imperial Kitchen!

"That girl is also from a bitter background, kowtowing to be a slave in the palace, picking up the wind for her, as for spending two dollars of silver!?"

Han Chuan buried his head.

Sixi was a little anxious, and tugged on Han Chuan's sleeve, "Why don't we go around the street?" You haven't been to the capital before, have you? I bring..."

Grandpa Bai didn't speak for a long time, and only heard Cui's cry.

"Da Lang is sick, and he needs to take medicine if he wants to see a doctor! It's hard enough to have one more person and one more mouth in our family! Dad, what are you embarrassing me for! ”

"Bumper rub!"

It is the sound of broken porcelain.

Grandpa Bai's forbearance was finally completely released, "One more mouth, one more mouth?" Where do you think the ginseng used by Dalang to hang his life came from? Han Chuan saved a sum of money and went to the Tai Hospital to change ginseng for me!

"She left the palace empty! We can't stay, who will!? If we don't raise her, who will support her!? Can you buy ginseng for two dollars? Fuck your shit! ”