Chapter Thirty-Seven: The World Is as Black as a Hero!
"Quan'er! It's salt! ”
Sun Quan snatched the bowl from the hand in charge, looking at the white grains of salt in the bowl, it was the first time he had seen such a regular fine salt.
"yes, that's salt."
Zu Mao took out a black and yellow piece of salt from the bag next to him, and said to Sun Quan: "Second son, this is salt." ”
Sun Quan didn't defend either: "Won't you know if you taste it?" ”
Sun Jian glued a little bit with his fingers and put it in his mouth, and after the mouth melted, the light saltiness was much stronger than the coarse salt mixed with the occasional particles but bitter mixed with the vegetable seeds.
"Quan'er, where did this come from?"
Sun Quan looked at Sun Jian: "I made it when I just baked the cake." ”
Conveniently...... Done?
Conveniently!
Just this sugar cake and a refined salt can cause a lot of shock, do you know how much shock you can cause, you are still handy!!
"Second son, what is this thing as white as snow and as fine as sand?" Cheng Pu picked up the flour basin and asked.
"Noodles, for pancakes."
The head hurriedly brought over the basin of the dough cake: "Lord, this is what the second son made, and the fragrance is dead." ”
Sun Jian saw another kind of cake, a thick cake, but it felt very soft in his hand, he picked up a piece and took a bite, this thing did not have the inherent taste of sugar cake, but there was a mellow oil fragrance.
Sun Quan saw that Sun Jian had eaten it, so he continued his own business, sprinkled the meat filling and eggplant filling with salt, wrapped it in the dough, rolled it into a cake, cooked it, and immediately handed it to Sun Jian after it came out of the pot: "Father, taste it, the meat filling." ”
Sun Jian ate the meatloaf again, and his mouth was full of oil in one bite, and the aroma was fragrant.
Zu Mao couldn't bear it anymore: "Second son......" He stretched out his hand and pointed to his chest: "Give me one too." ”
Sun Quan gave him a blank look, and continued to brand two more, when he handed them to Cheng Pu and Zu Mao, Zu Mao scolded as soon as he went down: "Dog, go back and slaughter Lao Tzu, all he has eaten in the army over the years is pig food!" ”
Cheng Pu looked at Sun Quan curiously and asked, "Second son, how did you know about so many strange things?" ”
When Sun Jian heard this, he hurriedly stopped: "Demou, do you still remember what Zu Mao said about Patriarch Yuji?" ”
Cheng Pu hurriedly asked: "Could it be that when Patriarch Yu Ji came, the second son was also present?" ”
Sun Jian nodded: "Yes, Wu'er is also present." ”
Sun Jian felt that the voice he had heard, this kid must have heard it, otherwise, how could there be so many strange things.
This secret must not be told, it can only belong to the Sun family!
simply, cheekily took out this excuse and used it again.
Cheng Pu was amazed and said: "Lord, Jiren has his own natural appearance!" ”
"After we get this fine salt and cake, the problem of carrying military rations for the rapid march will be completely solved, and the salt can still make a lot of money!"
Zu Mao hurriedly stopped: "The army is about to start, isn't selling things now equivalent to raising the enemy?" ”
Cheng Pu stopped: "Darong, you are wrong, if the money in Dong Zhuo's hands has not been turned into fine iron and weapons, but has become salt and noodles, and their grain, gold and silver have been transported to us, how can they be the enemy?" This is clearly a drain on the enemy. This thing, after a few meals, it will be gone, if you want to eat, you have to continue to buy it, and the gold and silver are all weapons in our hands! ”
"When the time comes, how will he Dong Zhuo fight this battle?"
"Besides, is this thing hard to make? Just now I watched the production process of the second son, just for a while, I feel that I will see it, think about it, we have spent so much time in exchange for endless gold and silver, who counts? ”
"This ......"
Zu Mao looked at Sun Jian.
Sun Jian smiled and said, "Da Rong, in the future, you can study more about killing the enemy in battle." ”
Zu Mao asked incomprehensibly, "Why?" ”
Cheng Pu said: "Use less brains, and if you use them again, no one will repair them." ”
"Alas!"
"Lord, did you hear, Cheng Pu insulted me!"
The two old friends quarreled, but Sun Jian picked up Sun Quan and wanted to walk next to the kiln, when someone brought a chair to him.
"Quan'er, my father is about to raise an army, you ...... What else do you want to say to the Father? ”
Sun Quan just wanted to shake his head, but suddenly thought of something and said, "Yes!" ”
He took out something from his arms that he had prepared a long time ago and had never had a chance to give Sun Jian, which was a piece of silk cloth.
Sun Jian picked up the silk cloth and glanced at it: "You wrote this thing?!" ”
Sun Quan nodded and said, "It was written by Er." ”
Sun Jianzai looked at this piece of silk cloth carefully, the font on it was immature, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold the pen, even if an adult wanted to deliberately imitate this clumsiness, he couldn't imitate it.
"You, aren't you ......?"
That sentence was stuck in his throat, and Sun Jian didn't know how to say it anyway......
Sun Quan sat on his lap and looked up quietly.
"Ahem......" Sun Jian coughed to hide the embarrassment under Sun Quan's gaze, and said: "After raising troops for your father, you don't come to Yuelu less, and leave for your father, the surrounding bandits will definitely regather here, and when the time comes, it will be too dangerous." It is better not to leave Changsha City, and if there is any trouble, follow your mother closely. ”
When these words came out, Sun Quan only felt ......
"Father, do you think that Wang Rui will bring troops here after you leave?"
Sun Jian glanced at Sun Quan very seriously, nodded and said, "Yes." ”
"Father still thinks that my brother is not Wang Rui's opponent?"
Without waiting for Sun Jian to answer, Sun Quan asked again, "Then why don't you move me and my mother and brother away as soon as possible?" ”
After asking this sentence, he was put down from his lap by Sun Jian. Sun Jian got up and didn't answer again.
Sun Quan looked at his back and had already gotten the answer.
If the family is not in Changsha, when the war against Dong begins, even if Wang Rui attacks, he has no reason to withdraw his troops, but his wife and children are here, so that Sun Jian can pull his legs and leave in the alliance of the princes of the Eighteen Roads, after all, everyone has close relatives and flesh and blood.
With this excuse, Sun Jian will not have too much consumption on the battlefield of fighting Dong, and while avoiding this big war, he will take advantage of this reason to turn around and reclean up the entire Jingzhou, and completely become the lord of Jingzhou!
Thinking of this, Sun Quan only had one question left, and that was: "Are you still Sun Jian!" ”
is so resolute and ruthless, for the sake of the world, I can't wait to use my family, wife and children as bait to catch that Wang Rui.
If it was Cao Cao who did all this, Sun Quan would take it for granted, even Liu Bei would gladly accept it, but this is Sun Jian. Could it be that the world is as black as a hero?
Sun Jian walked up to the head and asked, "You saw the whole process of my son making these kinds of food and refined salt just now?" ”
The head of the family nodded and said, "The head of the Qiqi family, I have seen it all." For these tribes, he Sun Jian is not the lord, but the head of the family, he not only has to take care of their eating, drinking, and Lazar, but also has to take care of the land and daughters-in-law when the time comes. That's why Sun Jian is so relieved of these people.
"Okay, you come with me."
Sun Jian asked again: "Have you all seen it?" ”
Someone stepped forward and replied, "I only saw part of it." ”
"Master, I came to wash the grinding disc, and I didn't see anything......"
Sun Jian ignored it anymore, took the person in charge, and strolled away.