"What's the name of this poem?" Fang Rusong's expression was full of shock, and his gaze at Lin Yu changed.

I'm afraid this is not a word that came out of a coincidental collaboration, but was created completely with the intention of saving his spiritual rice.

"Xijiang month. ”

Lin Yu did not change the name of the word, although this Xijiangyue is not similar to the scene in Yongle Township, but he feels that the unauthorized adaptation is a great disrespect to the sage Xin Qiji.

Anyway, it was with the help of his words that he came to this point, and he had to touch his conscience to be a man.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Fang Rusong slapped his face, and he praised it, and the expression on his face was also intoxicated.

Fang Qingxue's face was slightly red, her beautiful eyes looked at Lin Yu, and she suddenly found that Lin Yu was also looking at her, and between her eyes, both of them nodded slightly.

Tacit.

Seeing Fang Qingxue's shyness, Lin Yu's heart also trembled slightly, he knew that Fang Qingxue already had his shadow in his heart.

Although he and Fang Qingxue are nominal husband and wife, they have not had any intimate contact.

However, in Yongle Township, there has been a huge breakthrough in the relationship between them, and it is not difficult to enter a person's heart.

It's just that at the right time, I met the person who resonated in my heart.

And Lin Yu and Fang Qingxue are almost like this.

"Ahem! I'll take that word first......"

Fang Rusong coughed lightly, Lin Yu and Fang Qingxue were both awakened, and both of them were embarrassed.

"Father-in-law likes it!" Lin Yu chuckled.

"Very good!"

Fang Rusong stood up, patted Lin Yu's shoulder, and said, "Study hard and strive to move into the inner courtyard next year." ”

After saying this, Fang Rusong rolled up the poem, put it into his sleeve robe, and then left the courtyard.

Fang Rusong wanted to ask Lin Yu if he had any sequelae, but seeing that Lin Yu was alive and well, and he was still eye-catching with his daughter, he didn't plan to ask.

What sequelae can this kid have?

"I hope Qingxue can know the sense of proportion and don't forget the original ......"

Fang Rusong, who left the courtyard, sighed lightly. However, thinking that Lin Yu is actually good at chess, and his talent is even better, he knows that he has seen it before.

This kid, if he is trained well in the future, is obviously a rare scribe.

"I can't see that you're quite talented. ”

In the courtyard, Fang Qingxue looked at Lin Yu with a faint smile on her pretty face.

"That's, don't look at whose husband it is?" Lin Yu said.

"It's so thick-skinned!"

Fang Qingxue glared at Lin Yu.

Cuckoo~

Then Lin Yu's stomach suddenly screamed uncontrollably, and he realized that he hadn't eaten several meals.

My stomach was already croaking with hunger.

"Let's go, let's go eat!"

Fang Qingxue smiled bitterly and stood up, speaking of which she was actually a little hungry, and even ...... is still a little tired, since Lin Yu fell asleep, she has not had a good night's sleep.

always felt that Lin Yu made a blood sacrifice poem for his father's spiritual rice, which made her feel very guilty.

Since you don't need to go to the cafeteria to eat in the inner courtyard, there is a kitchen and dining room in each house, Lin Yu followed Fang Qingxue, but he had a good experience of the feeling of eating a small stir-fry.

It's just that......

The taste is really not flattering, it is simply fading out of the bird......

Lin Yu looked at Fang Qingxue and Little Peaches eating Sven, but obviously they didn't think the dish was unpalatable.

Oh, my God!

Lin Yu realized a problem at this time, he may never be able to eat the earth's food again in the future...... And the thought of eating this kind of food in the future is completely unappetizing.

Lin Yu probably knew why these dishes tasted bad and were very light, that is, this Great Xia was just like the ancient times of the earth, and it was not allowed to sell illegal salt.

At the same time, this salt is also a very scarce material, and the salt refining technology of this era is backward, which cannot be compared with the iodized salt of the earth.

Therefore, even if it is the Fang family of the wang family, the official salt allocated is very limited.

"Qingxue, little peach, do you want to eat something delicious?" Lin Yu put down his chopsticks and looked at the two of them expectantly.

"It's delicious, doesn't my uncle think this dish is delicious? God, will you taste it?" Little Peach looked at Lin Yu with disdain.

it!

Actually said that Brother Yu doesn't know how to taste food? Can the name of the archaeological team's professional chef be fake?

"Could it be the sequelae after the blood sacrifice that makes you lose your sense of taste?" Fang Qingxue stared at Lin Yu with a serious face.

"No, I haven't lost my sense of taste. ”

Lin Yu didn't know what to say, he simply picked up the two plates of fried meat on the table, a plate of dry fried meat, and a plate of green vegetables without saltiness, and said, "Where is the kitchen?"

"You want to eat alone?"

Little Peach's eyes widened and she stood up directly.

"Let him eat, I'll have to leave in two days and go to the outer courtyard......" Fang Qingxue said softly.

"Oh!"

Little Peach sat down again, pointed in a certain direction, and muttered, "Eat it, why do you have to run to the kitchen......"

"I'm not eating alone, you'll know when the time comes. ”

Lin Yu was speechless, holding the plate and trotting in the direction that Xiao Taozi pointed.

In the kitchen, a woman was scooping water to wash the pot, and when she saw Lin Yu walking in, she was immediately stunned.

How can my uncle get into the kitchen?

"Aunt Mei, borrow your pot to use, and help me prepare the oil, salt and condiments. ”

Lin Yu put down the two dishes, rubbed his hands, and was also eager to try, if he guessed correctly, there must be condiments in this kitchen.

Because in ancient times on earth, there were records of condiments very early, and Daxia was similar to the Tang and Song dynasties, so it was impossible to do without this pure natural condiment.

"Uncle, what do you want these things for?"

Aunt Mei's brows furrowed slightly, the two dishes brought by Lin Yu were her specialty dishes, and they tasted super good.

Looking at it like this, does this aunt still have to return her dishes to the pot once?

Suddenly, a trace of unhappiness appeared on Aunt Mei's face, this is the rhythm of picking her job.

"Stir-fry, of course......"

Lin Yuxin was straightforward, and then looked at Aunt Mei, who was indifferent, before he woke up and said, "Aunt Mei's dishes are very delicious, but my appetite is a little pick......y."

Hearing this, Aunt Mei's expression softened a lot, and then she brought out the seasonings and oil and salt that she had packed up.

Fortunately, Aunt Mei was going to wash the pot just now, but the fire had not been extinguished, Lin Yu added some firewood to it, and after controlling the heat, it was to heat the pot and pour oil.

Then it was almost over, that is, the dry meat was poured into the pot, and the familiar thing was stir-fried.

Lin Yu's movements are still very skillful, and all these things that accompany him as he grows up seem to be engraved into his soul, even if he is reborn through the passage, he is not unfamiliar at all.

(End of chapter)