Huo Qu's illness this time...... It's a bit miserable.

According to Cao Xiang, the simple and proud Princess Pingyang led to the 'Cao's Farm', and stabilized Cao Xiang very doggedly, for fear that Princess Pingyang would not see Cao Xiang's ugliness.

Outcome.

When Princess Pingyang walked into the 'poultry hatchery', she naturally saw Cao Xiang and the twelve little chefs squatting on a pile of duck eggs with bare buttocks, 'holding eggs', and still shouting: "Hurry up and close the door, don't let out the heat!" ”

Cao Xiang suddenly saw his mother, and then looked at Huo Quai, who was smug and smiling evilly, and immediately understood that he was sold by Huo Quai.

So, he directly pouted and cried: "Mother, Huo Quzhi said that Yang Chuan used this method to hatch a group of ducklings, why did his son squat for twelve days and nights, but why still can't he?" Mother, is Huo Qubing lying to me? ”

And then, there is no then.

Huo Quzhi, who sensed that something was wrong, was about to escape, but was directly pushed to the ground by two backing women......

……

"Hurry up, Huo Qubing is dead this time!"

Cao Xiang said anxiously, but he sat down, arched his hand at Wei Qing, poured himself a bowl of wild chrysanthemum tea, and tasted it slowly: "Tut, this wild chrysanthemum tea of Yang Chuan's family is so delicious, go back and send a few hundred catties to Benhou." ”

Yang Chuan stood up, but he didn't dare to look at Huo Qu's tragic situation.

Thinking about Princess Pingyang's treatment methods, the flesh on his body is a little faintly painful, where do you dare to take the initiative to go to the scene of the incident?

So, he had no choice but to look at Wei Qing silently.

Wei Qing held half a bowl of tea, drank it lightly, frowned slightly, and moved his butt to the side with disgust: "Pingyang Hou, can you clean this chicken shit and duck feathers on your body?" ”

Only then did Yang Chuan notice that Cao Xiang's goods were estimated to have slipped back directly from the duck house, and his head, face, and body were covered with chicken feathers and duck feathers, and there was a lot of poultry manure on his body, which was really stinky.

Cao Xiang smiled indifferently: "The hussar general fought on the battlefield, killing people like hemp, and he was used to seeing blood stains and corpses, how could he still dislike the smell of this poultry manure?"

Oh, don't you know, at the beginning, Yang Chuan said that the fermented poultry manure race was gold, and the whole body was full of treasures, Ben Hou still didn't believe it, and guess what?

I dug a septic tank with my own hands, soaked the poultry manure, and tried to pour some of it into the vegetable patch, and the leaves began to grow wildly after three or five days. ”

Cao Xiang stretched out his two hands, compared a 'radish' with the thickness of a bowl and about two feet long, and asked Wei Qing with a smile: "Hussar general doesn't believe it?" ”

Wei Qing shook his head slightly: "I am very happy that Pingyang Hou can change his evil and return to the right and care about farming and poultry breeding, but how can there be such a strong radish in the world?" ”

Cao Xiang laughed, turned his head and shouted out the window: "Whoever is it, cousin father, take a few big radishes in your Xiaolangjun's cellar and come up, so that our hussar general can open his eyes!" ”

Yang Chuan was stunned.

This ...... Well, in terms of seniority, Princess Pingyang is Wei Qing's wife, Cao Xiang should call Wei Qing something, but if you really want to talk about title and identity, in the eyes of the Han Liehou, a hussar general is really not enough.

"Cao Xiang, what's going on with Huo Quai's side?"

Yang Chuan was worried about Huo Qu's safety, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, it's okay, Huo Quai's body is strong, his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, and he is full of tendon meat, and his mother probably can't pinch it," Cao Xiang laughed, picked up the wild chrysanthemum tea and drank it all.

Yang Chuan listened to it, and it seemed right to think about it, Huo Quai's foolish goods got carried away, and he casually sold him and Cao Xiang, and he deserved to suffer.

So, he simply sat down and started to add tea and water to Wei Qing and Cao Xiang.

After a while, Tangyi's father entered the door with a bamboo basket, bowed down and said, "Cao Langjun, the big radish you want." ”

Cao Xiang beckoned proudly: "Come on, come on, just bring it over and put it aside." ”

The father put down the bamboo basket and exited the door.

"Hussar general, come on, come on, give you a long insight," Cao Xiang picked up a big radish with both hands and handed it to Wei Qing casually, "Let's see, is it much bigger than your vegetable garden?" ”

Wei Qing stretched out his hand to take the thick and long radish, his plain and warm face finally changed, and he asked in surprise: "This, is it really a radish?" ”

Without waiting for Yang Chuan and Cao Xiang to speak, Wei Qing picked up the two-foot radish, wiped it casually a few times with his sleeve, and opened his mouth to bite it.

There was a crisp 'click' sound.

A large piece of radish was gnawed down, and it was chewed for a while, and Wei Qing's face showed a touch of surprise: "Sure enough, it's a radish, well, not only crispy and spicy, but also with a hint of sweetness." ”

Watching Wei Qing gnaw on a big mouthful of radish and eat the big man, Yang Chuan and Cao Xiang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva silently.

In the end, it is a general who fights on the battlefield, this tooth seems to be better than a few of their young people, even if they eat a few large mouthfuls of radish, they can have such momentum.

"Does this taste okay?" Cao Xiang asked.

"It tastes excellent," Wei Qing wiped his mouth with his sleeve after eating a few large mouthfuls of radish, "Let's go, look at your septic tank." ”

"If it is really as you two said, poultry manure is not right, all animal manure can be turned into fertilizer, and in the future, when my Han military and civilians are tuntian, they can be fully implemented."

"Yang Chuan, this is an immortal achievement......"

……

So, almost an hour later.

In Yang's Zhuangzi, the aroma of meat is overflowing, the smell of wine is getting stronger, and when the sun shadow is skewed, it is time for dinner; Aunt Sarina led a dozen women to bring all kinds of delicacies into the attic, carefully arranged them neatly, and waited for the nobles to eat.

Princess Pingyang said that the weather was good today, and the sunshine in the evening was good, so people spread a layer of wool felt in the yard, and brought some tables and placed them in a long way.

"Since there are no outsiders today, it should be a family banquet," Princess Pingyang sat on Wei Qing's left side, but like the head of the family, she directly ordered to go down, "Everyone sits at will, don't be restrained." ”

Cao Xiang hurriedly sat on Wei Qing's right side, looking at his nose and nose, without distractions, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Wei Yan, Wei Budo, and Wei Deng walked over with a big grin, casually arched their hands to Wei Qing and Princess Pingyang, and then seized the left and right heads, and the loose ones actually occupied most of the cases.

Moreover, the eyes of these three unlucky children were still restless, and they looked at Yang Chuan with disdain, and the corners of their mouths were deflated, which was very annoying.

Yang Chuan sighed secretly: "We don't seem to have provoked them......

He looked left and right, as if he didn't have his own seat?

Peeked at the half-dead Huo Quai, who was lying under the old elm tree......

He only felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help but shiver, secretly wondering what kind of powerful means Princess Pingyang had used to cure Huo Qu's disease, who had rough skin and thick flesh and was resistant to pumping, half to death?

Miserable, miserable.

Yang Chuan didn't say a word, and turned around to help Tangyi's father, Sarena and other servants serve dishes, but was stopped by Princess Pingyang: "Yang Chuan, you are a master, why do you have to do the things of the servants if you don't sit down to drink and eat meat?" ”

Yang Chuan hurriedly smiled: "Mother is sitting on the seat, as children, you should do it yourself, serving tea and water for your mother and other elders, this is also the blessing of us juniors." ”

As he spoke, his eyes inadvertently swept over the faces of Cao Xiang, Wei Yan, Wei Budo, and Wei Deng, and then said: "The child has heard that the son is not the fault of the father;

The child also heard that when the parents are in the hall, a soup and a soup, a drink and a meal, they must be supported by their children, so as not to lose the human courtesy. ”

Princess Pingyang nodded slightly, and her originally slightly cold face gradually revealed a doting expression: "Yang Chuan, what you said is right, you are really a good boy......

Cao Xiang, why don't you go and serve tea and water! ”

Cao Xiangmeng, who was pretending, jumped up and laughed: "Okay, good, the child was still tasting Yang Chuan's golden and jade words just now, and I was deeply touched, and I was deeply touched." ”

While speaking, the goods walked over with a nonchalant face, took the plate and bowl in the hands of a woman, and placed it on the table in front of Princess Pingyang in an orderly manner: "Mother, the child serves your old man's meal." ”

After being comforted by Princess Pingyang's warm words, Cao Xiang stood up straight and said with a grin: "Serving tea and food to my mother, this feeling of filial piety is too good, no, Ben Hou still has to serve tea and food to the hussar general."

Oh, Yang Chuan is so right, when this elder eats, let's be children and juniors, it should be so, it should be so, hahaha. ”

When passing by Yang Chuan, the thing blinked, as if to say: 'How, kill those three surnamed Wei?' ’

Yang Chuan blinked quietly and silently gave a thumbs up.

Soon, the exquisite food was full of tables, red, green, and white, which were very eye-catching; Twelve hot dishes, six meat and six vegetarian dishes, eight cold dishes, with meat and vegetables, are appetizing.

And these are just some home-cooked side dishes, which can be regarded as allowing everyone to taste one or two at will, and the number is not very large.

The real highlight is still a pine plate in front of everyone, which contains four small bowls, a large bowl, four small plates, and two exquisite bronze jue, but it is the "tofu sketch" that Yang Chuan 'invented' today.

In the four bowls, they are sweet soy milk, plain soy milk, tofu brain and home-style tofu; In the small plate, there are two kinds of tofu snacks, which are nothing more than fried dried tofu and fragrant braised tofu shredded side dishes;

As for the big bowl, it was full of steamed eggs with shrimp and tofu.

The white is pink, the yellow is bright, the red is bright, the soup is white and translucent, and there are more than 20 pieces of green on it, which are shallots and coriander; The most conspicuous thing in the soup is a goose-yellow cabbage heart......

"What kind of delicacies is this?"

After only looking at it and smelling it, Princess Pingyang was in a happy mood, glanced at Yang Chuan with a smile, and praised it: "Yang Chuan, my son, bother!" ”

Then, she looked sideways at Wei Qing: "Husband, come, try our Yang Chuan's craftsmanship, and ensure that it is numb." ”

There was a muffled 'bang'.

A corner of the pine desk was broken by Wei Qing's palm.

I saw that the hussar general's face was pale, and his eyes were gloomy looking at the loose and giggling Wei Ling, Wei Budo, and Wei Deng, and he took a deep breath and held it for a while before slowly spitting it out.

In the blink of an eye, his big black and purple face turned a little pale, which made Yang Chuan, who was hiding on the side, couldn't help but shiver, and looked at Wei Yan and the other three unlucky people with great sympathy......

"Your Royal Highness Princess, you are right, these evil obstacles in our family really need to be disciplined well."

Wei Qing pinched up a pair of bamboo chopsticks, stuffed a piece of fried dried tofu into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said casually: "Come on, fork these three evil obstacles down, and be punished together with Huo Quzhi!" ”

The plot of Chang'an City unfolds, warmth, joy, daily life, oops, a plate of tofu sketches, all of which make the chef greedy.

(End of chapter)