Chapter 125

What Lin Baozhu didn't know was that her words, which didn't seem to have much depth, were written as a secret letter and handed to King Rui that night. [No pop-ups. 】

Looking at the sentence that there is a specialization in the art industry and a teaching class, King Rui, who has a deep mind and has never liked shapes, can't help but secretly exclaim at this time. After thinking about it, he took a pen to repair a book, and asked people to quickly send it to the mansion of Prime Minister Zuo, the head of civil officials in the capital.

It's not that he can't hold his breath, but Lin Baozhu's few words can be said to be earth-shaking as long as he thinks about it a little. At the very least, there will be a certain change in the methods of teaching and solving doubts in official education. What's more, isn't that sentence that people make the best use of their own and each do his duty, and it can be applied wherever it is placed?

Not to mention the court, that is, in the army he now controls, he can organize what he is good at into a team, overcome the enemy's shortcomings with his own strengths, and not worry about not being able to win a big victory.

Lin Baozhu didn't know how much of a sensation his words had caused, and he didn't know how the nobles would operate after getting the secret letter to gain momentum. She only knew that as soon as the day dawned, she had to get up and cook food for the old man.

It's a little cold now, just out of the bed, as soon as I opened the curtain to meet the wind outside, the whole person couldn't help but shiver and got goosebumps all over my body.

However, thinking of the sweet Zhaodi who was still sleeping in the house, Lin Baozhu hurriedly lowered the door curtain again.

At this time, Zhang Xiuniang had already boiled hot water, and when she saw Lin Baozhu coming, she said with some worry: "The old gentleman eats finely, and he made all the specialty dishes yesterday, and I don't know what else to make this morning to his taste." ”

Seeing Zhang Xiuniang straddle her face, not knowing what to do, Lin Baozhu sneered and laughed, and then poked her and said: "Sister-in-law, don't complain to me, even if you don't have me, your craftsmanship won't make people drool." ”、

In the earliest days, Zhang Xiuniang's meals could only be said to be ordinary, ordinary home-cooked meals, warm but not very delicious. But after cooking so many times with Lin Baozhu, and being affected by Lin Baozhu's oil, water and ingredients, she no longer instigates that little thing when cooking, although the patterns of the meals are not as much as Lin Baozhu ponders, but the food is definitely comparable to the chef in the restaurant in the town.

Zhang Xiuniang didn't feel embarrassed, she also knew that Lin Baozhu didn't mean it, that person was just like a child to make trouble with her from time to time. She pretended to reach out and twist Lin Baozhu's face, and said with a smile: "I have only heard that someone has put gold on his face before, but I have never seen you put gold on other people's faces like this, if it is spread, it must not be laughed at." ”

The two of them joked, washed their hands and faces, and then began to make breakfast while the sky was slightly bright.

"Sister-in-law, I see that the old gentleman's teeth are not bad, so I will paste a few cakes after a while, and then stew a pot of light meat dishes. I'll make another pot of yam and red date cake, and then let's cook some rice porridge. Lin Baozhu said, scooped up water to wash yams and red dates, and reminded Zhang Xiuniang to dry some boiling water for a while.

The two of them joined hands and talked without a match, and the pot began to smell fragrant. The bud rice porridge and stews in the pot were cooked, and Lin Baozhu started to prepare red dates and yam cakes.

Because this time she was at home, eating and cooking freshly, she didn't mix noodles to make pastries. Speaking of which, this dim sum made with yam and red date paste tastes much better than ordinary pastries. The name of one of the top ten delicacies of the Red Mansion is not earned for nothing.

waited for the pot to come out, and after a while, I saw Zhao Di rubbing her eyes. Seeing Lin Baozhu and his mother, he shouted in a somewhat indistinct voice.

Lin Baozhu saw that she didn't seem to wake up yet, wiped her hands and took a few steps over and said, "Let's go sleep for a while, other people's houses haven't gotten up yet." ”

"No, I'll light the fire for my mother and aunt, and after a while, my husband will get up, and I have to be served." She was drowsy, but she also knew that her father didn't come here at this time, and it was not good for her mother and aunt to go to her husband to serve.

Lin Baozhu sighed that Zhao Di was sensible, and her heart became more and more distressed. But seeing that she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyelids, she still wanted to come over to help with the work, so she couldn't help but smile, and then broke a small piece of red date yam cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sweet and soft and delicious dim sum melted in the mouth, and she didn't feel dry at all and didn't feel like her throat, so that Zhao Di, who instinctively closed her mouth and chewed, suddenly widened her eyes. It's so delicious, it's better than the milky snow mud that Aunt Baozhu made last time.

"It's delicious, hurry up and rinse your mouth, and my aunt will cut a piece for you to fill your stomach first." As she spoke, Lin Baozhu pushed Zhao Di to wash, and took a knife to cut a large piece of dim sum for her.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuniang couldn't help shaking her head and said: "Baozhu, you just get used to her, you see which girl has everything like her." We don't have a lot of yams, so let's keep them for my husband. ”

Originally, when the family was planting bud rice, Zhang Manchu planted a little yam in order to give his daughter-in-law more snacks, and he used more than half of it when he went back to Lin Baozhu to the county seat. This morning, in order to make this snack, I steamed a lot, and the rest is estimated to be not enough to eat a few times like this.

"Mr. has to eat, but he can't be bitter." Lin Baozhu quickly cut the rest of the dim sum on a plate, and then picked up the pasted cakes that Zhang Xiuniang had just made into the basket, and then turned around to talk. Seeing Zhang Xiuniang's disapproval, she couldn't help but explain, "Zhao Di is a good boy, if I don't have it, forget it, obviously if the aunt has those foods, how can I hide it?" Besides, I am happy to give her, as long as she calls me an aunt, I will treat her as my own niece. ”

Lin Baozhu's words are true, how much worse is the relationship between the two families now than that of their brothers?

Besides, she doesn't have any children now, so she will recruit a junior by her side, who else can she hurt if she doesn't hurt her. Don't tell her anything about spoiling the child, just recruit an honest and well-behaved girl like Didi, how can you be used to it?

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, anyway, Lin Baozhu doesn't believe that Zhao Di will become bad.

While the two were talking, Zhao Di came in again. Holding the dim sum stuffed from Jiā Bǎo Zhu Auntie, he first held it up and let the aunt take a bite, and then the filial non-let mother also tasted it, and won the praise of the two people, so he sat down in front of the stove with a smile and took a small sip while burning the fire.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and there seemed to be movement on the other side of the main house, Lin Baozhu picked out a few pickled cucumbers from the pickle jar to wash them, cut them into small strips and mixed them with shallots and sesame oil after drying.

Verdant side dishes, plus yellow and clear bud rice porridge, as well as delicious dishes and dim sum dry food, Rao is old man Zhao couldn't help but squint and laugh.

After eating, within an hour, Shi Dayong came over to help the old man carry things. Of course, there are also Zhang Lizheng and Liu Jincai, and naturally there are also villagers who rushed over eagerly when they heard the news.

The Zhang family's yard is also large, and there are twenty or thirty people, and it doesn't make people feel panicked. The people who came were all smiling, and they said words of thanks to Old Man Zhao in a simple and unpretentious voice. After knowing that the old man was going to move to a private school, he didn't need to say anything, and rushed to help move and pack up.

Old Man Zhao was already displeased when he saw his burden and xiāng zǐ being moved willingly, but before he could open his mouth with a cold snort, he saw that the two men who were moving xiāng zǐ were cautious for fear of bumping into the xiāng zǐ. It's like he's carrying some amazing treasure, and he doesn't even have to laugh anymore.

And the few women who were holding his burden also had a solemn face, and there were a few books, and the people who came didn't dare to move at will, so they had to whisper for help from Liu Jincai, a talented man.

Seeing this scene, he opened his mouth and finally didn't say a word. Even later, when the people left behind took out eggs, duck eggs and some wild honey from the basket they were carrying, he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the big guy, so he had to cough a few times and look at Lin Baozhu on the side.

"Sir, this is our home-dried sweet potato, it is peeled, bring it to you and taste it."

"And I'm here, it's the honey that the child's father picked up when he came back from the tea mountain, and no one at home drank it, so I brought it to you to make up for your body."

"My mother's just pickled eggs are not a rare thing, so you should try them."

"Yes, yes, there is also my own chicken, you asked Baozhu girl to help stew and add soup to warm up."

Big guy, you say a word to me, and spontaneously put things together and put them down. Xu was afraid of upsetting the old man, and he didn't have to go forward in his life to let the old man take care of the children at home.

What kind of person is Mr. Zhao, who was also displaced in his early years due to changes in his family, and knows the hard work and poverty of the croppers. Whether it's wild honey, eggs, or fresh chickens, it doesn't look like something that no one eats or drinks. No matter how bad it is, you can exchange it for a few copper plates in the town.

But because these people were invited by the village, they sent over the objects that a few members of the family were reluctant to use, just to respect him.

Thinking of this, the displeasure and awkwardness he had just generated were slowly replaced by an inexplicable warmth. Looking at the things that had been piled up on the table in front of me, I couldn't help but feel that it was not a bad thing for Xu to come to Peachtree Bay.

Far away from the once unpredictable Kyoto, leaving the intrigue of the staff life, avoiding the storm of the power center, but getting a rare simple love, and a sincere and sincere thanks, isn't this the day he has always longed for and hoped?

Seeing the old man Zhao who was getting looser and looser, Lin Baozhu couldn't help but purse his lips and laugh. It's really a cute old man, the dead duck has a hard mouth, and as soon as he meets everyone's enthusiasm, he will be stinging and disappear all of a sudden.