Chu Fan glanced at Qin Hong, who was leaning against the door, jumped out of the window, and walked to the pot.

"What's on your side?" As he spoke, he stirred the soup in the pot.

Heiwa's aunt came over and said, "Cabbage, tofu, potatoes, diced meat." ”

Chu Fan scooped up a spoonful, put it to his mouth and tasted it, frowning: "Didn't put vinegar?" ”

"Put it on, put it in the apple cider vinegar made at home."

Chu Fan put down the big spoon and stirred the pot of noodles with chopsticks: "How do you make this noodle?" ”

"Master Hui, this side is the wheat we planted ourselves, and it is ground and mixed with water."

"Didn't put alkali?"

Uncle Heiwa shook his head: "No." ”

Chu Fan beckoned and said, "Come on, come on, I'll teach you a way to make noodles." ”

"Do you have alkaline noodles?"

Heiwa shook her head with her uncle and looked at this strange official.

"That'...... Do you have daylily? ”

The two of them continued to shake their heads, you look at me, I look at you.

"Hey, nothing, there's always carrots, right?" Chu Fan looked at the two of them helplessly.

"Yes, you wait for me to take it."

With that, Uncle Heiwa ran into the back room.

Chu Fan picked up the tofu, cut it a few times, and said, "I'll tell you, cut the carrot into such big dices, and then put vinegar, the more sour, the better the vinegar." ”

Uncle Heiwa is a master who loves to eat, and he suffers from the poverty of his family, otherwise he is also a good cook, which will see Chu Fan's introduction, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, just like that, the noodles and the soup are separated?" After all, Heiwa is mixed in the catering industry, and she can tell a rough idea at a glance.

Chu Fan threw the tofu, potatoes, diced meat and carrots into the wok, choked on the oil, added water, and began to cook, stirring and saying, "This can't be called soup, this is called Zhenzi." ”

Speaking of ancient times, the recipes of our country are still very monotonous, which is as rich as today, talking about noodles, that is, putting some vegetables in the soup and putting some salt.

This kind of noodles and ingredients are made separately, and this is the first time the two have met.

Finally, after putting in the vinegar, Chu Fan took out the noodles, poured them on them, and served them to everyone.

After boiling, carrots, potatoes, and diced tofu, soft and soft, plus salt and vinegar, suddenly enhance the taste, noodles and cheeks chewed together, suddenly a pleasure passed down from the tip of the tongue, a small improvement, so that a bowl of long noodles has another soul, everyone is full of praise.

Heiwa didn't bother to speak, just listened to the sound of sucking noodles into her stomach.

A bowl of noodles was down, Heiwa didn't even have soup left, she pulled the chopsticks and snorted and poured it all into her mouth, and was about to pick up a big spoon to hold another bowl, but Chu Fan held her hand.

Chu Fan served a bowl of noodles, walked over to Qin Hong, handed it to Qin Hong and said, "Why don't you eat noodles?" ”

Qin Hong didn't speak, didn't turn his head, took out half a piece of cake from his baggage, and gnawed it on the cold water.

Chu Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do martial arts masters have to be so cool?" How good are hot noodles? Quick, put the cake down. ”

Qin Hong didn't appreciate it, and said in a low voice: "I have my duty, who knows if there is poison in the face, if I fall, who will save your life." ”

"Eldest sister, can I do this myself? Can I poison myself? ”

"If you hadn't made it yourself, I wouldn't have let you eat it." Qin Hong continued to nibble on the cake and said.

Chu Fan reluctantly put the bowl at Qin Hong's feet, it was boring, he walked to Heiwa's side and patted Heiwa's shoulder: "Heiwa, you saved my family this time, and there is nothing to thank you for, I'll teach you a new food, right?" ”

Heiwa had already seen Chu Fan's skills, and had been waiting for Chu Fan to teach him, nodding like pounding garlic.

"Go, get some rice."

The black baby is struggling to find rice.

This Chu Fan quietly glanced at Qin Hong, only to see Qin Hong lowering his head, nibbling on the cake, but his eyes were quietly glancing at the hot noodles.

Chu Fan smiled and shouted: "Qin Daxia, I will go to the house with my family to say a word, don't follow up, come out in a while, don't worry, no one will kill me." ”

Chu Fan didn't mean anything else, just to give Qin Hong a step, so that she could eat some hot rice, this kind of woman is all cold type, if she doesn't eat it, she will definitely be embarrassed to eat.

Qin Hong swallowed her saliva and didn't answer.

Chu Fan beckoned and beckoned Zhang Yutong and the others into the back room.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yutong looked at Chu Fan with a wicked smile: "Master, have you taken a fancy to this girl?" ”

Chu Fan felt a slight burn on his face, and quickly shook his head: "Nonsense, it's enough to have you and Wei'er, how dare I think so much, it's just that watching her eat cakes alone is a little unbearable." ”

"I think this Qin Hong is very good, she is handsome, and she can do martial arts, put this by your side, and you are not afraid of others attacking you at night, you can't watch other girls sleep on the bench every day, right?"

To tell the truth, Qin Hong is definitely a unique style among beauties, women are not terrible, they are beautiful and handsome, they are very difficult to resist.

As a man, it is not normal to see such a beautiful woman and not be moved. But modern etiquette and shame have always been a bit restrictive for Chu Fan, after all, modern women will not give their husband Zhang Luo a second room, so Chu Fan is very unaccustomed to discussing whether he likes other beauties in front of his wife, even if he really likes it.

Shen Wei entered the door a little suddenly, and Chu Fan also had a bit of a duck on the shelf, after all, people couldn't help but say that they gave you their belly pockets directly, which is equivalent to giving chastity to you, if you don't accept it, the eldest daughter of the family will not be able to marry, and this will be included in the family.

Now, if Zhang Yutong says this again, Chu Fan will not admit it if he is killed, and shakes his head desperately: "Girl, I don't like to fight and kill." ”

Zhang Yutong didn't know her husband, and when she heard him stumble in words, she knew that he didn't say it very easily, and deliberately joked: "You said it yourself?" When I want to enter the door one day, I can learn from her, and see how you explain. As he spoke, he covered his mouth and giggled.

Chu Fan shook his head, looked at this crazy woman helplessly, and thought: What are these ancient women thinking? Afraid that your husband will be idle? I like to share it too much, right?

Estimating that the time was almost up, Chu Fan pushed the door out, and saw that Qin Hong had rested under the window, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not speak, he picked up the empty bowl on the ground with a smile, and smiled: "Heiwa, give me the whole grinder." ”

Heiwa is an honest child, when Chu Fan entered the house, he waited outside with a bag of rice, not daring to urge, this time he saw that Chu Fan was going to teach himself a lesson, and he ran over with a jump.

In the north, many places call the mill disc a mill, which is used to grind noodles and grind grain, but it is the first time that Uncle Heiwa's mill grinds rice.

Chu Fan poured the rice on the grinding plate, asked Heiwa to push the grinding plate, and ground him into powder.

Heiwa heard for the first time that rice could be ground and eaten, and asked: "Official, this rice is ground, is it porridge?" ”

Chu Fan smiled and said, "Make noodles, don't drink porridge." ”

Heiwa looked at Chu Fan suspiciously: "That can't be done, right?" The rice is sticky and can't be rolled out. ”

Chu Fan didn't speak, just let him continue grinding.

After the rice was all ground into powder, Chu Fan poured water into the cauldron, then found a wooden plate, poured the rice noodles into it, added water, and stirred repeatedly.

The rice flour and water are stirred together and gradually turn into a viscous liquid like milk.

"Make a fire and steam for half an hour." After that, Chu Fan sat in the courtyard and drank tea.

Chu Fan, who was holding Erlang's legs, pillowed his hands, looked at the sky, and thought: It is estimated that the first dividend has already worked, Shen Wei must be busy to death this time, the additional shares should have been robbed, if there is no accident, this old man should have two million taels of silver in his hands, and now take out a few hundred thousand taels, it should not be a big problem to organize a large army to resist the second wave army, at least the capital should be safe.

Chu Fan, who was contemplating, was gently patted by Heiwa.

"Official, it's been steaming for half an hour."

Chu Fan opened the lid of the pot, and the white milk in the wooden plate had turned into a slightly transparent white pancake. Take it out and spread it out on the board, flickering and flickering, quite elastic. "Go, get some garlic, vinegar, and spicy oil."

I've heard of garlic, vinegar, and black baby, what the hell is spicy oil?

Heiwa is still quite creative, and she really brought some spicy oil, but it was not the same as what Chu Fan wanted.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the chili peppers from the Western Regions had been gradually introduced to China, and the first to be used was in the western regions such as Ganshan and Shaanxi, but it was limited to two when stir-frying, and they really hadn't gotten the spicy oil. So you see Heiwa holding a bowl with some vegetable oil in it, and two red peppers lying in the oil.

Chu Fan couldn't help but laugh and took out two chili peppers, and laughed: "Go, grind the chili peppers into powder, then put them in a bowl, heat the oil, and splash them on the chili noodles when they smoke gently." ”

Heiwa began to operate according to Chu Fan's words, only listening, "Huh." With a bang, the hot oil splashed on the chili noodles, and a burnt fragrance spread out, and the whole yard was full of aroma. What's the matter, this oil is very fragrant. Heiwa couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Chu Fan put the rice peel on the board, rolled it up, cut it with a horizontal knife a few times, the rice peel became a noodle-like one, sprinkled with salt, mixed with vinegar and garlic, and finally poured chili oil, and served it to Heiwa and Heiwa's uncle.

Uncle Heiwa wiped his red lips with his sleeve and grinned: "Oh, forehead drop god, this is too fragrant." ”

Chu Fan said with a smile: "This is not so meaningful, go back and go to the mountains to find a small fruit, which is smaller than the little fingernail, and when you eat it in your mouth, it is crispy and crispy, ground into powder, and added to the rice skin, which tastes better."

Good.

Heiwa, as if she had opened the door to a new world, her eyes were about to crack into a smile, and she said: "Official, then I will go back to Chang'an, and I will set up another stall next to the meat bun to make this rice pastry." ”

Because Chu Fan didn't speak, he took out a piece of gold from the house and handed it to Heiwa: "Man, the pattern is small, take this, open a shop, open it next to the drum tower, and wait for me to go back to Chang'an next time, I want to see your success."

After staying at Uncle Heiwa's house for three days, a question has been haunting Chu Fan's mind, who wants to kill him? I went through the enemy from beginning to end, and I didn't come up with a clue.

Li Rubai? Impossible, his brother Li Rusong is dead, and he is now an isolated gangster, mobilizing the West Factory? He doesn't have that strength.

Ran Xingrang? His princess wife has this strength, but she hasn't continued to provoke him these days, and besides, she has already left the capital, so he doesn't need to kill them all, right? forced Chu Fan to be in a hurry, if he shook out the fact that he hadn't been to Cibo Country, he wouldn't have any good fruit to eat.

The question that makes Chu Fan even more troublesome is, who asked Dongchang to protect himself? Who has the ability to mobilize the East Plant? Emperor?

Qin Hong still has a businesslike attitude, doesn't say anything when asked, and guards Chu Fan all day long, never leaving an inch.

Chu Fan thought about it, his head hurt a little, forget it, don't care about it.

"Qiao Feng, pack your luggage and get ready to go."

Chu Fan picked up Chu Pingping, put it in the carriage, and turned around to help Zhang Yutong get into the car.

The group set out on the westward journey again.

Except for Chu Fan's car, which was a little crowded, there was nothing to do along the way.

Within a few days, I walked to Tianshui.

Tianshui City is not big, but there are a lot of people, although it is located in the northwest, it occupies the beauty of the Qinling Mountains, and under the city wall of the mountains and rivers, the flow of people is surging.

Thousands of years of struggle for various regimes, Tianshui is several changes of ownership, because the roots of the people here are complex, there are three-dimensional facial features of the Western Regions, but also about the delicate skin of the Chinese people, and there are the boldness and freedom of the Mongolians

There is the enthusiasm of the Bashu people.

Entering the city, Chu Fan arranged his wife and daughter to the inn, and walked with Qin Hong to the Yamen of the Admiral of Tianshuiwei.

Tianshui Wei, Admiral Gansu Liangwei, although the same guard, but there is a subordinate relationship, yes, before going to Ganzhou Wei, you need to report to the Admiral of Tianshui Wei.

Entering the yamen of the guard, the two of them were dumbfounded. The door was opened, but there was no one.

Got a group vacation?

Chu Fan didn't know why, poked his head into the middle hall, and sure enough, there was no one.

There is a huge admiral's yamen, but no one is there.

Chu Fan glanced at Qin Hong, Qin Hong had an expression of concern for himself, noncommittal.

What's the matter, come to report, the leader is not there, so let's wait.

Qin Hong stood motionless in the courtyard, while Chu Fan sat on the steps for a while, stood up and looked east, west, and then sat down again until it was dark.

I can't wait for someone to come. It was raining again, so I simply went back to the inn.

It shouldn't be, the dignified Tianshui Guard, the commander of the two guards in Gansu, is a big yamen, how can there be no one?

Chu Fan, who was confused by the second monk, decided to go and see it the next day.

As a result, I waited for half a morning, but I still didn't see anyone.

Chu Fan took Qin Hong out of the street and asked the vendor who sold steamed buns.

"Little brother, let me ask, why is there no one in the Admiral Yamen of the Water Guard this day?"

The vendor laughed while carrying the steamer: "You two are outsiders, right?" There is generally no one in the Yamen of the Admiral of this guard. ”

"No one?" Chu Fan scratched his head, not knowing why.

"Little brother, how can there be no one in this imperial court's guard?"

"Guest officer, don't you know, the emperor is far away here, and he doesn't fight, who cares, the uncles of the guard have all gone to drink and d's money."

Good guy, this is more exaggerated than Nanjing's accompaniment, and every yamen has a pretend, in this northwest guard, he actually went out to play collectively.

Chu Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, this is the border guard house that the imperial court spends tens of thousands of taels of silver every year, no wonder the peasant uprisings in various places came and went. The guards do not train, do not defend, and when the fight really starts, it is not a one-touch collapse.

However, you still have to report for duty, after all, you have to use the transfer documents of the imperial court for the transfer documents of the guard office, otherwise you will go to Ganzhou Wei and there will be no way to report for duty?

Chu Fan was like a headless fly, wandering around the city, unable to do anything, and was about to go back to the inn, but he heard a house without a door on the side of the road, full of people, and it was very lively.

Looking inside, I saw a group of people surrounding a small house, the little guy was holding a dice cup in his hand, swaying from side to side, wasn't it a DC?

The law of the Ming Dynasty, DC is illegal, but in the remote area of Tianshui, no one investigates and handles, as long as it is not listed for business, it can be opened boldly and boldly, after all, many of the guests who play inside are in the yamen.

Chu Fan was just about to go in, but was pulled by Qin Hong on his cuffs.

"There are too many people here, it's too crowded, and in case of danger, I won't have time to protect you."

Chu Fan was very grateful for Qin Hong's protection, but this kind of restraint that did not leave an inch, did not let this, and did not let that, but he really couldn't bear it, and gently put Qin Hong's hand on his waist, touched the three-eyed eye gun on Qin Hong's waist, squeezed his eyes, and signaled: No problem, let me in.

Qin Hong couldn't resist him, so he had to follow in.

The guard is where the big-headed soldiers are, and there are very few women, even if there are individual generals' families, they will never follow their husbands to DC around, so as soon as Qin Hong came in, everyone attracted sideways.

Chu Fan took Qin Hong inside, and only then did he open his eyes, only to see that there were more than a dozen tables inside, and each table was surrounded by more than a dozen people, some were shaking, some were flopping, shouting five and six everywhere, and the voices were noisy.

Qin Hong, who was dressed in red, looked particularly eye-catching, and as soon as Chu Fan approached a table, someone took the initiative to give up his position.

A bearded and black-faced man next to him said, "Official, you're so good-eyed." ”

"Big brother, I came to report to the guard, but I didn't find anyone who wanted to come and see, but there are people from the guard?"

The black-faced man laughed: "Half of the people here are from the guard, who do you report to?" Lord Admiral? ”

"The Admiral is here, too?"

The black-faced man Nunu mouthed, Chu Fan looked in the direction, and saw a middle-aged man wearing black brocade, with a flowing beard, Wen Zou Zou, which was in stark contrast to the other D guests.

Chu Fan walked around and walked behind the admiral to look at it.

I saw that in front of his stage was a table shaking S, the little guy held the S cup with both hands, and shouted: "Come on, come on, buy and leave, bet more and win more, Qinglou beauty take off her clothes, bet big win, go home and make up for it." ”

The Admiral divided the silver ingot in his hand in half, took out half of it and placed it on the left side of the table. Literally.