Song Wen was a little depressed, Kaifeng Mansion also gave him a summons document, after all, he had not been cleared up as the owner of Wazi Street for mismanagement and burning people's lives, and the fugitive was not considered a fugitive...... The sea fishing paperwork is long gone. But he climbed into officialdom in such a daze...... Is it really good?

Wang Lao Ghost added fuel and vinegar and said: "Lang Jun, forgive Lao Wang for saying more, this is a big Song ...... You still have to have a reputation or an official position! It's easy to do anything...... Otherwise, it would be difficult to leave one's own one-third of an acre! ”

Song Wen thought for a while and nodded...... "You are right, you have done an excellent job in this matter...... Fifty taels of silver for a house, plus ten acres of land! It's all yours...... However, in the future, dealing with the officials of Taoshan County will be up to you, remember? ”

The old ghost Wang was so happy that he almost fainted, and he knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed...... "Lao Wang will be sold to Lang Jun in this life!" Thank you Lang Jun for the reward......"

Song Wen got up and helped Wang Lao Ghost up, and said while enduring the nausea: "It's the New Year soon, you work hard, I'll prepare some gifts for you to send to the two officials in Taoshan County, just say that the two adults have worked hard for a year, and I won't bother you with the New Year's holiday." On the third day of the first lunar month, I Song Wen went to the county to meet the two adults, and I agreed to all the things. ”

Wang Lao Ghost patted his chest and promised that this matter would definitely be done for Lang Jun.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Chun Niang was still a little sick, and she also had a headache, so she had no choice but to wait for the opportunity to let An Daoquan's kid recuperate.

The marriage can only be delayed until the New Year, and in addition to the guy who walks and sways in Qingshan Village, there is also Li Erlang, who is seriously injured...... The rest are all waiting for the New Year, Kushuipo and the homeless bandits are fighting, many teenagers have seen blood, and now the Qingshan Camp has a murderous aura when it is practiced!

Song Wen was satisfied, but Daruchi was still dismissive...... This kind of stunned youth, even if there is a veteran on the battlefield with him, once he encounters the real Northland cavalry, he is still vulnerable...... This Song Wen also understands, but take your time! At least in five or seven years, even if there are some changes, the Jin army will not go south in advance, right?

It's the New Year, and it's already snowing on Hebei Road.

This broken place in Taoshan County belongs to Jingbei Road, close to Hebei West Road, Hedong Road and Yongxing Military Road...... It belongs to the place where the four roads meet, but it is indeed not far from the Yellow River, and the surging river blocks the footsteps of many business travelers. In addition, the trade in the vicinity of northern Xinjiang is indeed underdeveloped, and the entire Hebei Road is extremely erosive...... So it became a backwood.

No matter how poor you are, you have to celebrate the New Year, and besides, Song Wen has really made a lot of money in Bianliang, Tokyo for a year, and he has planned to hoard a lot of grain and grass early. So the top and bottom of Qingshan Village are all beaming.

Chinese's habits are actually quite optimistic, and the history of gunpowder has actually been quite long, but the battlefield is still at the level of setting off a cannon battle and listening to the sound, and then throwing it into the baggage camp to set fire to the city and smoke people when defending the city......

Song Wen inquired about Zhou Dong and Wang Jin, and the gunpowder of the imperial court was indeed producing gunpowder weapons, but as soon as he inquired about those things carefully, Song Wen was half cold!

Flying Fire Raven! The name is bluffing, right? It turned out to be a big flower flying around...... What else is a swarm of bees, is a bunch of flowers tied to slender feathered arrows and sprayed out...... It's a blessing to spray as far as you want, and if you don't spray it back, you have a face!

Song Wen squatted on the grinding plate in a thick jacket and wore a felt hat on his head...... Then he grumbled and watched the old ghost Wang wrap flowers with the prepared gunpowder, preparing to play on the night of the New Year's Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Waste Lao Tzu's feelings...... Broken things are nothing but magnifying flowers! ”

An Chun squatted behind Song Wen and asked, "Brother, what else can you do with gunpowder?" Even Lin Chong's brother said that this thing was useless...... It's okay to listen to a sound and look at a flower. ”

Song Wen muttered: "If this thing is studied well, I can wipe out the Liao people and the Western Xia people...... Hmph, who let Lao Tzu not graduate from science. ”

"What is science?"

"It's poop...... It's useless to learn it. By the way, how is Li Erlang? ”

"I can walk around on crutches, and I want to go to the back mountain to find those enemies to take revenge...... Xiaofuzi and I persuaded him a few times before he stopped. ”

When he thought of the more than 100 homeless people Song Wen who was locked up in the back mountain, he had a toothache, and the two dog officials in Taoshan County actually licked their faces and let themselves take care of these homeless bandits first, and then let themselves be escorted to the county seat after the New Year.

A large group of old and weak women and children, plus more than 30 young and strong ...... They can eat one by one, and if they want them to do some work in the cold winter, they are afraid that they will run away, and they will crowd a few big shacks, and they have to send more than ten people from the Qingshan Camp to take care of them.

But when he thought that these people would not end well when they arrived in Taoshan County, Song Wen felt a little unbearable...... Qing Zhuang estimated that the lightest had to be a hundred spines, and then he was sent to the border barracks to serve hard labor.

Elderly, weak, women and children...... Alas, it's good to be beaten back to their hometowns, but if they can survive in their hometowns, do they still need to leave their hometowns to make homeless meals, drink and beg for a living?

"Lang Jun, I heard that you want to personally arrange the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? What's delicious? ”

Song Wen smiled: "Wait and see, the storage is something you haven't seen."

Under the grass hut next to it, a squeaky squeak, an earth-shattering howl came...... An Chun looked up and saw that Xiao Fuzi was killing pigs with a few logistics subordinates and a few tenants.

The fat pig howled and was put to the ground by several teenagers, and then tied to a large wooden pier, and the old tenant farmer, who could kill pigs, wiped his shiny pig-killing knife on his sleeve and muttered to himself...... Poof, the fat pig howled, and then bounced desperately.

A half-sized son of a tenant family hurriedly carried a wooden basin, and pig's blood splattered and flowed into the wooden basin.

The blood seemed to awaken the memories left by Song Wen and some of the young men of the Qingshan Battalion on the battlefield not long ago, one by one the teenagers screamed and staggered to the ground, and one by one the homeless bandits were stabbed with spears and sabers, and their flesh and blood were blurred, their bones were broken, and their tendons were broken......

Song Wen whispered to An Chun: "In the future, I'm afraid there will be too much blood in this world, just get used to it......"

Song Wen tied a big apron and took Xiaofuzi and seven girls plus five young boys to the big kitchen.

Several women and women from tenant families stopped Song Wen in a panic...... "How can Lang Jun's daughter enter this pickled place?" Just let us vulgar people cook, but don't you dare to do it! ”

Song Wen said with a smile: "In the future, this is the rule of Qingshan Village, as long as I have time, everyone's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, let me come to Zhang Luo!" Are all the New Year's goods ready? ”

"Okay, okay, eight fat pigs, five sheep, and more than forty fat chickens and geese have been washed and skinned...... Lang Jun, how many dishes do you want to cook at night? ”

"A total of more than 150 people are celebrating the New Year in the village, and it is counted as sixteen tables! A pot of braised pork, a pot of boiled cabbage in bone broth, roasted tofu, steamed egg custard, roasted carp, and fried lamb with green onions. I'm going to make smoked chicken...... The fat goose is steamed and dipped in leek sauce and eaten. ”

Boy...... Is this day too long? A group of women looked at Song Wen stupidly, in this life...... I've never been so extravagant in my life, have you? I'm afraid that the rich man's family in the market town next door has never eaten like this during the New Year!

Song Wen patted An Chun on the shoulder, "Take out the ten jars of Huozhuochun, just put one bottle on each table, and put two jars of rice wine on the rest."

"Yes, brother!"

The soy sauce and brown sugar and condiments cooked the fat chicken and dried it, and Song Wen brushed another layer of honey on the chicken...... Then a large iron pot was sandwiched on the fire, and the sugar smoked seasoning that appeared for the first time in the Great Song Dynasty was ready.

Adjusting the fire, Song Wen sprinkled the brown sugar mixed with pine sawdust on the bottom of the pot, and as soon as he saw the white smoke coming out, he immediately put up a bamboo curtain and quickly placed the cooked chicken on the curtain...... Then he covered the huge wooden pot with a dead lid.

"Remove the fire, don't overburn it, then the chicken will have a bitter taste......"

Smoked cooked food, this is the old taste of Song Wen's hometown in the previous life. It was also the first time that Song Wen tried to make it in this Great Song Dynasty.

Soon, a strange aroma mixed with the aroma of chicken wafted out, almost enveloping half of the frontyard barre, and everyone sniffed...... Asking what the hell is this delicious?

Li Yan helped Chunniang out to bask in the sun, and next to her sat Li Erlang, who was still on crutches......

Chunniang wrinkled her nose...... said softly: "Brother Wen still has a lot of skills hidden...... At the beginning of Zixuan Building, he relied on the mixed vegetables he made casually, and he was also a gluttonous guy! ”

Li Yan said with a hippie smile: "Don't talk about this, Chun Niang...... After the New Year, it's time for the two of us to get married...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Chunniang pursed her lips and smiled...... "If you don't dislike it, I will ...... with you for the rest of my life."

The old Li Erlang next to him blushed...... These two guys, they don't carry any people behind their backs when they say these shameful words!