Although she was firmly pressed under Zeng Hao, Pan Jinlian still struggled constantly, shouting angrily: "You whore thief actually dare to sleep on my bed, I will kill you!" ”

Zeng Hao was even angrier than her: "What do you call your bed?" The whole room is Lao Tzu's, including you! Lao Tzu provides you with food and shelter, and tolerates you everywhere on weekdays, but raises you as a white-eyed wolf! If it weren't for Lao Tzu's dislike of beating women, a big mouth would have knocked you out earlier! ”

"You fan! If you have the ability, you will fan! Pan Jinlian didn't flinch at all, looking up at that pretty face, her eyes were full of stubbornness: "Everyone calls you three-inch Dinggu bark, and you don't dare to say anything, so you can only go home and bully me!" ”

As soon as he heard the nickname "Three-inch Dinggu Bark", Zeng Hao, who had calmed his anger a little, became angry again.

He raised his right hand high and aimed at Pan Jinlian's pretty face: "You dare to tell Lao Tzu again!" ”

"Three-inch Dinggu bark, three-inch Dinggu bark, three-inch Dinggu bark! You are the bark of the three-inch Dinggu tree!! Pan Jinlian glared at Zeng Hao and said it several times in a row.

Zeng Hao's right hand fell heavily, and in the process, Pan Jinlian's staring eyes didn't blink, she kept looking at Zeng Hao stubbornly, but her eyes were already moist, and tears were swinging in them.

In the end, Zeng Hao's palm still did not fall, such a beautiful woman like a flower and jade, she was still slowly shedding tears at the moment, he couldn't bear to do it after all.

"Damn, it's really bad to meet you like this!" Zeng Hao scolded, then let go of Pan Jinlian and sat at the table next to the bed with an angry face.

"You're what you are!" Pan Jinlian immediately replied.

Although she didn't know what it meant, she knew from Zeng Hao's tone that it was a curse.

The irritable Zeng Hao subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, but after realizing that he was in the Song Dynasty at the moment, it was impossible for him to have a cigarette, so he poured several cups of tea and drank it all in succession to relieve his anger.

Pan Jinlian didn't make any more trouble, leaning on the side of the bed and crying.

After a while, Zeng Hao spoke first, and his tone was resolute: "No matter how you make trouble, I will never sleep in that broken firewood room again anyway!" ”

"It's none of my business, you're not allowed to sleep in my bed anyway!" Pan Jinlian's tone was equally resolute.

"Your husband is not allowed to sleep together, you are violating the three obedience and four virtues, if I report to the government, I can divorce you, do you know!"

"Then you can take a break."

Zeng Hao was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, you're hard, aren't you, then we're going to spend it like this tonight, don't sleep anyone!"

Pan Jinlian didn't answer, and she didn't even look at Zeng Hao again, she kept crying.

Time passed little by little in this atmosphere of silent men and women's tears.

Zeng Hao didn't know how many hours had passed, it must have been late at night, because he was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep on a chair.

He turned his head to look at Pan Jinlian next to him, and found that she had been leaning on the side of the bed, but she didn't know when she had fallen asleep, her willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and there were faint tears on her face.

"Ugh."

Zeng Hao thought about it, sighed, and then walked over, lightly picked up the sleeping Pan Jinlian, gently put it on the bed, and gently helped her cover the quilt.

In this process, Pan Jinlian has not woken up, presumably the farce just now has also made her physically and mentally exhausted.

Looking at Pan Jinlian who was asleep, Zeng Hao muttered: "You, you, sometimes I really can't do anything about you." ”

After the trouble just now, Zeng Hao didn't dare to think about sharing the same bed anymore, and remembered that the cooking cakes hadn't been made yet, so he simply didn't sleep and went to the kitchen to make cooking cakes.

On the way, he thought to himself that he would buy a new bedding and mat when it was dawn, and lay the floor in Pan Jinlian's room in the future, so that she would never refuse again.

When he came to the kitchen, Zeng Hao just wanted to stir the flour, and inadvertently saw a bag of mung beans next to the flour.

A thought suddenly sprung up in his mind - by the way, why don't I make mung bean cakes?!

Although there were many pastries in the Song Dynasty, mung bean cake had not yet appeared, and Zeng Hao remembered that it was first available in the Qing Dynasty.

Mung bean cake is not only delicious and delicious, plus the Song Dynasty people love to taste novel food, there is a sentence in "Tokyo Menghualu" that says like this - "Where the diet is precious, the new rice, the rare vegetables, not more valuable, but the enjoyment of the new ear", probably means that the people of the Song Dynasty did not hesitate to spend money in order to taste fresh and eat amazingly.

Therefore, Zeng Hao believes that if the mung bean cake is launched in the market, it will definitely be a big sale!

Just do it!

The process of making mung bean cake is not complicated, and Zeng Hao just learned it.

First of all, you need to peel the mung beans.

This involves soaking the mung beans in cold water for about four hours, and then rubbing the skin off by hand, in the process, in order to keep the mung beans fresh, you need to change the water to remove the empty shells and bad particles.

In the Song Dynasty, there were no watches and mobile phones, and ordinary people relied on their husbands to keep their time at night, and they were divided into five watches a night, and one was about two hours in modern times, which was just right to change the water when the husband was on duty.

While the mung beans were soaking, Zeng Hao was not idle, and he began to make the dough - pouring flour into cooking oil and sugar and kneading and stirring.

Originally, butter and white sugar were supposed to be used, but the vast majority of the common people in the Song Dynasty used vegetable oil, and the sugar was not the granular white sugar of our modern times, but the slurry sugar.

After stirring for a few minutes, add an appropriate amount of water to it, continue stirring, and finally set aside to rise.

After making the dough, start to make the puff pastry, the same flour is added and stirred, but unlike the dough, the puff pastry does not need to add sugar and water to it, and then it is also put aside to rise.

After doing all this, Zeng Hao saw that his husband had not changed yet, and he was so sleepy that he yawned, so he sat on the ground next to the stove and rested, because the stove was burning firewood, and it would be warmer.

After a while, Zeng Hao fell asleep.

During this period, the husband had already come to play twice, and the sky was already bright, but Zeng Hao was too tired to wake up.

Pan Jinlian, who was in the room, woke up.

She opened her eyes and found that she was lying on the edge of the bed at this time, and immediately lifted the quilt to check her body, and found that the clothes on her body were intact, so she was relieved.

Thinking of Zeng Hao's intimate behavior of helping him cover the quilt just now, Pan Jinlian's heart was flooded with a subtle warm current.

She looked around the room and found that there was no Zeng Hao, so she got up and walked out of the room.

Seeing the light on in the kitchen, she walked over, and then saw Zeng Hao curled up in a ball, huddled next to the stove to sleep, looking like a stray dog without a home.

Pan Jinlian looked a little sad, and her eyes were slightly moist.

She sniffed slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, and made sure that Zeng Hao would not see that she had cried, so she walked over and shook him awake: "Hey, wake up." ”