Chapter 257: The Little Girl Who Worked Hard to Farm
"Anyone? Store? Child? Dude ......"
In the Qinwang Tavern in the southeast lane of the West City, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy changed several names in a row, but no one came out to greet him, which is strange, it is said that the best store in Chang'an City is this inconspicuous West Market Tavern, why is the door open, but empty? How do you eat this? Feng Zhidai, who was from Lingnan, walked to the backyard of the tavern in confusion.
Follow the smell of fireworks, it should be the kitchen, listen carefully and there is the sound of quenching and the sound of gold and iron, this is even more strange, this is the back kitchen of the tavern? Or is it a blacksmith?
In the kitchen, Fang Yiai is sweating and stir-frying chicken nuggets, which is the spicy chicken that the little sister loves to eat, because the cooking noise is too loud, so I can't hear the sound outside at all, and I don't even know when there is one more person in the kitchen.
He stopped until he made a dish and exclaimed, "Huh?" Who is Brother Tai? How did it end up in my kitchen? β
Feng Zhidai came back from the shock, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said humbly: "In Xia Feng Zhidai, from Lingnan to Chang'an, came to admire, and it was really extraordinary on the spot, I don't know what is the reason for the store's method of cooking just now?" It seems to be very different from the common dishes in the Central Plains. β
Seeing that the other party's temperament was like a spring breeze, just as the other party was a quiet scholar, Fang Yiai let down his guard, and explained while busy: "How come? This is called stir-frying, and now it can be said that the people of Chang'an know it. Brother Tai is from Lingnan and must not often enter the Central Plains, so he is a little unfamiliar. β
"I see, I don't know what the name of this dish is? By the way, the shopkeeper, is it open today? I want to ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Yiai, "I'm not the shopkeeper here, my master is the shopkeeper, I'm the cooker, today's master and my wife are not there, I take care of the store, so there is a shortage of manpower......"
Speaking of this, Fang Yiai looked at the other party, "Brother Guan Tai is the same age as me, and my temperament is extraordinary, my name is Fang Yiai, ranked second, if you don't dislike it, you can call me Fang Er, everyone calls me that." β
"Huh? You and I are the same age? Feng Zhidai was stunned, looked at it carefully, and said in his heart You look like you are in your early twenties, why are you the same age?
Of course, this son has a good cultivation after all, and he didn't disdain it because the other party was a cook, and he was even more face-saving, so he bowed his hand to salute again, and shouted: "Brother Fang, Lingnan Feng Zhidai is polite!" β
Fang Yiai saw it, so solemn, he dropped the guy in his hand, wiped and wiped his hands on the apron, and also saluted: "Chang'an Fang Yiai is polite!" β
The atmosphere in the whole kitchen instantly became serious, and both of them felt weird, looked at each other, and laughed at the same time.
Fang Yiai took the initiative to say: "Hey, when I first saw Brother Feng, I felt an indescribable cordiality, but my Fang Er was born in martial arts, and I couldn't come to Brother Feng's literary and polite body. Is Brother Feng here for dinner? Unfortunately, the tavern is closed today, and the notice is posted at the mouth of the alley, I am afraid that Brother Feng did not pay attention to it, and the people who are familiar with Chang'an know it. β
"Huh? How ......" Feng Zhidai was stunned.
"But don't worry, you can't eat as a guest, but you can as a friend! If you don't mind, Brother Feng will wait for a while, there are still two dishes to make lunch, and I will treat you next, and Brother Feng will try my craftsmanship. "Fang Yiai is very welcoming.
Feng Zhidai was overjoyed, "ThisβIsn't this abrupt?" β
But looking at the new dishes that were full of color and fragrance, Feng Zhidai couldn't help but be curious after all, and nodded cheekily, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, thank you brother." β
"The kitchen smoke is heavy, Brother Feng is going to walk around casually outside, just for a while." Supporting Feng Zhidai, Fang Yiai buried himself in stir-frying again, Feng Zhidai sighed that he was really a strange person, could it be the legendary natural chef? At the beginning of the work in hand, he concentrated on the situation of ignoring foreign affairs, no wonder this tavern is famous in the whole of Chang'an, and it is enough to have this brother Tai alone.
Walking around, Feng Zhidai walked around this ordinary tavern, looked slowly, Feng Zhidai always felt strange, the furnishings and layout of this tavern could not be more ordinary, there was no magnificence, completely civilian style, but I always felt that something was wrong, and there was an inexplicable charm lingering everywhere, which made people feel a sense of tranquility, comfort and even pleasing to the eye.
Bypassing a row of simple thatched houses, passing through the moonlight gate, it suddenly became clear that it was a large vegetable garden with more than one acre, which was even more strange, "Chang'an City can be said to be every inch of land, not to mention the downtown area of Xishi, this store not only has its own well, but also can have such a large internal vegetable garden, it is too strange, this is not like a civilian tavern at all...... That's ......"
What did Feng Zhidai see? At the end of the vegetable garden, there is a huge stable, and the most obvious animal in it is a giant elephant? How is this possible? How could such an animal be in the north, and still in an ordinary tavern?
Facing curiosity, Feng Zhidai ran over quickly, and the closer he walked, the more shocked he became, elephant? Foxy? BMW, tiger cub, and really an eagle...... This, what the hell is this place?
"Hey! Who are you? How did you get here? A milky voice suddenly appeared behind Feng Zhidai, so startled that he hurriedly apologized, he didn't find anyone there, and when he looked back, it turned out to be a cute little girl carved in pink.
Feng Zhidai squatted down, wanted to pinch the other party's little face, and said with a smile: "Little girl, are you Brother Fang's daughter?" I'm your daddy's friend, and your daddy is cooking, so I have nothing to hang out about. β
Xiao Doudou flashed slightly, avoided the other party's hand, frowned and said, "Brother Fang's friend? Do you mean Fang Legacy Love? He's my big brother, not my father, you're mistaken. β
"Huh? Big brother? Feng Zhidai blushed, and said that this little girl is so smart, seeing the other party's hands of dirt, he asked curiously: "Little sister, are you playing with mud in the vegetable garden?" Brother plays with you, can you tell me about the origin of these exotic beasts? β
Xiao Doudou looked disgusted, gave a big and cute white eyes and said: "Shame is not ashamed, such an adult still learns children to play with mud, I haven't played since I was four years old, okay, I am growing vegetables, Daddy said, if you don't plant this tomato, you won't let me go out."
Also, this is a group of little cuties I raised, not some rare and exotic beasts, don't ask around, they won't go with you if you ask clearly, it's easy to be beaten if you know more, the Western Turk guy was beaten twice by me, and now he hides when he sees a horse. β
Who am I? Where am I? Feng Zhidai was stunned throughout the whole process, what did this little girl mean? Why can't I understand a word? What tomatoes, what Western Turkic? And you seem to be only five or six years old, are you talking about children fighting at home?
Holding back his face and flushing, Feng Zhidai said weakly, "Little sister is so powerful, I don't know, what is a tomato?" β
Xiao Doudou is even more disgusted, why is he so an adult, he doesn't know the tomatoes, is he from the countryside? It doesn't look like it's dressed up, oh, it should be what the master said, don't learn and don't have skills, don't work hard, and don't divide the grains......
Hearing the other party's muttering evaluation, Feng Zhidai couldn't cry or laugh, I, Feng Zhidai, is known as the first genius in Lingnan, and when I entered Chang'an, I let a little girl say that I don't know how to learn, I don't know, I, I ...... It's really incomprehensible, as if I really don't know it, and I don't recognize it.
"Here, this is a tomato, which can be made into a vegetable and eaten as a fruit, you can taste it." Xiao Doudou was very generous, and he picked one directly from the mature area and handed it over.
Feng Zhidai looked at the two little hands with mud and the red tomatoes, and there was hesitation on his face, I haven't seen this thing, can I eat it?
Xiao Doudou was angry: "Hmph, you are so lazy, you won't go to the well to wash yourself?" It's good that I've invited you to eat the fruit, and you still want me to wash it for you? The fruit is actually clean, and I eat it by rubbing it on my clothes...... No, looking at your eyes, you can't be afraid that I will poison you, right? β
What? Feng Zhidai shuddered, and said in his heart, is this still a little girl? Can she see through people's hearts?