Bai Qi looked at Fan Ju's face and sighed in his heart. When you have the opportunity, remind the sons Chu and Zhu Xiang.

……

When Zi Chu and Cai Ze came to the kitchen, Xue was feeding Zhu Xiang, who kneaded the dough, to eat braised pork.

Zhu Xiang looked at Ying Xiaozheng on Zichu's shoulder with the braised pork slices in his mouth, and was so frightened that the meat slices in his mouth fell off.

"Zheng'er, come down, you are so fat, Xia Tong is so weak, you will crush your father!"

Ying Xiaozheng hugged Zichu's head and glared angrily: "I'm not fat!" ”

Zichu gritted his teeth: "I'm not weak." ”

Cai Ze, who contributed to this situation, covered his mouth and snickered.

Chapter 45: Braised Chicken and Duck in Puff Pastry

Time went back to when Cai Ze and Zichu had just gone out with Ying Xiaozheng, Cai Ze habitually put Ying Xiaozheng on his neck.

"Huh?" Zi Chu staggered under his feet, looking at Cai Ze and the fat son holding Cai Ze's head in disbelief.

Cai Ze and the fat son who was sitting on Cai Ze's shoulder turned their heads at the same time and looked at him suspiciously.

Zi Chu took a deep breath: "Cheng, what kind of system!" ”

Cai Ze came back to his senses and smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it, Zhu Xiang brought it up first." ”

Ying Xiaozheng rested his chin on the top of Cai Ze's head: "Father, Lin Weng and Lian Weng will let me sit on my shoulder, what's so strange?" Although Xun Weng didn't let me sit on my shoulder, he didn't say anything about me. You are more respectful of decency than Confucianism. ”

Zichu: "...... That's how you talk to your own father? ”

Ying Xiaozheng turned his head: "Hmph, if I can't say it, I'll put my father on the shelf." ”

Zichu's hands itched again.

Seeing that Zichu's face was not good, Cai Ze immediately said: "Zheng'er, don't be rude to your father." ”

"Zheng'er is not rude." Ying Xiaozheng turned his head and bowed to his son Chu perfunctorily, "My father has a lot, so I won't worry about children." ”

If it weren't for the eldest father's presence, Zichu would have already started beating the child.

"What did you learn from Zhu Xiang?" Zi Chu frowned, he wanted to say how Zhu Xiang took the child, but after all, he was at a loss, so he still held back, "Come down." ”

"Great-uncle didn't say anything when he saw my uncle walking with me." Ying Xiaozheng hugged Cai Ze's head tightly and raised his fleshy chin defiantly.

Cai Ze hurriedly continued to play the round and said: "Zheng'er has short legs, it is easy to fall down when he walks with him, and it is too heavy to hold, so it is really easy." Childe Chu, do you want to try it? ”

Zi Chu frowned: "Brother Cai can call me Xia Tong." I ......"

Ying Xiaozheng snorted: "Uncle often says that my father has little strength. He can't hold me, Uncle Cai don't embarrass Zichu. ”

Zi Chu got angry.

Then, it was the scene that Zhu Xiang saw.

He couldn't straighten up with a smile, leaned on the stove and said, "Xia Tong, why are you still so easy to provoke?" You can even win Zheng'er's agitation plan, you ...... Hahaha! ”

Zi Chu put down the heavy and soft fat son from his neck, his thin face flushed, and he wanted to turn around and leave in embarrassment.

But Zichu has been stubborn all his life, and in the face of the ridicule of his best friends, he can't run away. He rubbed his stiff neck and said, "Don't you want me to get closer to Zheng'er?" Why are you still laughing? ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhu Xiang leaned on his waist and smiled, "When Zheng'er sat on your shoulder, did you finally feel the joy of being a father?" ”

Happy? He just finally felt that Zheng'er was indeed well raised by Zhu Xiang, it was really heavy. After he returned to the Qin State, he had never carried such a heavy thing.

However, when the child surrounded him with the warm smell of sweet milk, Zichu's heart was indeed touched.

He remembered that when he first saw this child, although his heart was full of calculations, excitement and joy were all pretended, but after pretending for a long time, he didn't know if he really had feelings for this child.

"He was very domineering when he was born." Zichu talked about his memories, "Wen Po washed him and handed it to me, I shook him, and he punched me on the nose with a fist and glanced at me, as if telling me not to make noise." ”

Ying Xiaozheng, who was carried all the way by his own father and had a complicated mood: "......"

Xue said with a smile: "The lover said that the child's eyes didn't grow well when he was born, and he couldn't see things clearly in front of him, so Zheng'er definitely didn't mean it." He was just curious. ”

"Xue Ji, it's hard to raise Zheng'er." Zi Chu's attitude towards Xue was much more sincere than Zhu Xiang's.

"It's a bit hard." Slopes.

Ying Xiaozheng raised his face in disbelief and looked at his uncle, who disliked him.

Xue touched Ying Xiaozheng's chubby face and smiled: "How can it not be hard to raise a child?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng looked at her aunt's smile, puffed out her cheeks, and hugged Xue's legs.

"What are you doing here? Urging the king? After Zhu Xiang laughed enough, he wiped his hands clean, poked the back of Ying Xiaozheng's head, and walked over with a piece of braised pork when Ying Xiaozheng turned his head.

Ying Xiaozheng opened his mouth, squinted and shook his head while chewing, and then wiped the oil on his mouth on his aunt's apron.

Xue gestured to Zichu with her eyes, look, I said that it is very hard to take care of children.

Zichu wanted to reprimand Ying Xiaozheng again, but seeing Xue looking down at Zheng'er's eyes who were wiping her mouth on her apron, it was so gentle that it seemed to be shining with a layer of soft light, and he temporarily endured it.

He decided to find an opportunity to talk to Zhu Xiang about Zheng'er's education in the future. Although Zheng'er is indeed smart, she can't be arrogant.

"The gentleman asked us to bring Zheng'er to the kitchen to steal food, and by the way, see if there is anything we need help with." Cai Ze had seen enough of the excitement and said with a smile, "Zheng'er dares to be coquettish and foolish in front of the king, although I have seen it many times, I still sweat in my palms." ”

"Zheng'er has worked hard." Zhu Xiang sighed, he took another piece of braised pork slices and fed them to Zheng'er, and then put the braised pork slices and braised kelp into a small bowl, "Go and bring it to your great-uncle." ”

Ying Xiaozheng rubbed his aunt's apron before letting go of his hand: "Uncle, it's not enough to eat." It's not enough for the government to eat. ”

"Give your great-uncle a taste first, and if he thinks it tastes good, you can tell me later." Zhu Xiang winked at Ying Xiaozheng.

Ying Xiaozheng immediately understood. He held the small bowl, grabbed Zichu's sleeve and ran out.

Zichu was puzzled: "How...... Watch your step! ”

Zichu looked back at Zhu Xiang, Zhu Xiang nodded at him, he sighed and followed Zheng'er.

Cai Ze rolled up his sleeves: "What else do you need to prepare?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Put the braised chicken and braised duck in oil and fry them." ”

Cai Ze reached out and took the strap that tied the sleeves from Xue's hand, tied the sleeves that were rolled up, put on an apron, and helped Zhu Xiang fry braised chicken and braised duck.

When Zhu Xiang was about to arrive in Xianyang, he thought about how to give an impressive gift to the two most important figures of the Qin State, Ying Hou Fan Ju and Prince Zhu.

Every New Year's festival will send wax goods. All the wax goods in his house were given to Zhao Ren, who said goodbye to him, and Zhu Xiang decided to change to lo-mei.

The spices used in lo-mei, except for those extracted by Zhu Xiang, can be collected by other farmers in the mountains. He prepared a lot.

Zhu Xiang went to the palace for a banquet, and when Xue came to his new home to start cooking on the fire, he boiled the marinade first.

After crushing the big bones and putting them in the marinade for half a night, the snow couldn't sleep, so he came to the kitchen in the middle of the night to put on his clothes and personally order the food that needed to be marinated.

The old King Qin and his courtiers rubbed rice, and by mistake, they happened to taste the lo-mei that Zhu Xiang was going to give away.

The braised vegetables include chicken, duck and eggs, and the vegetarian dishes are kelp knots and potato chips.

"There are no vegetarian dishes that can be marinated now, and when you make tofu, you can marinate tofu and bean skin, dig spring bamboo shoots and marinate bamboo shoots, and marinate lotus root slices in July and August." Only the braised vegetables are not rich enough, Zhu Xiang is going to steam a few more white flour buns, and the braised pork should be sandwiched in the white buns to eat.

It's a pity that Zhu Xiang secretly promoted the winter wheat in Handan, and he left Handan without waiting for the harvest and ate the wheat flour of the Qin State.

The white Ji bun that Lao Shaanxi used to hold the meat should be Kang bun. But the taste of Qin's flour was too poor, and it didn't have time to ferment. The rough texture of the dead dough bun can only be eaten steamed. After steaming, Zhu Xiang deliberately boiled it again to add some crispness to its surface.

At this time, the wheat is very different from the modern wheat traits, there are only about ten wheat grains on each wheat ear, and it is easy to spread out after maturity, and the wheat grains must be picked up in the ground when harvesting, which is not only troublesome, but also easy to rot, and the taste is too bad, even if it is ground into flour, the taste is very poor, and it tastes like brown wheat flour that is deliberately not cleaned in modern times for nutrition.

After thousands of years of breeding, the wheat grains of modern wheat grow firmly on the ears of wheat, and the grains of each ear of wheat grow to about 40 grains, and if it is a high-yielding variety, it can reach up to 80 grains. Not to mention the taste.

Although there were no chemical fertilizers and pesticides in this era, the wheat yield could not reach so much, and the improved winter wheat he brought should bear at least 30 grains per plant, right?

After Zhu Xiang drew two kinds of winter wheat seeds, he borrowed Lianpo land to breed many seeds. He took a small part of the wheat varieties to Changping as bargaining chips, and left the rest in Handan.

By the time he left, most of the winter wheat seeds had already been planted, and only a small part of the seeds were left to prevent the harvest from failing.

"I thought you would be decadent for a while after you arrived in the Qin Kingdom, but I didn't expect you to recover so quickly." Although there are servants to help make a fire and cook, there is nothing taboo about this, Cai Ze sighed, "You look the same as when you were in Zhao Kingdom. ”

Zhu Xiang smiled: "I don't have anything else outstanding, but I have a big heart and good adaptability." It's hard to pick up a life, if you die of depression, how ridiculous is that? My life in Xianyang is definitely better than in Handan, if I don't live with a smile, do I still cry? ”

"When your hair turns black again, I believe you." Cai Ze glanced at Zhu Xiang's hair.

Zhu Xiang stroked his hair: "If you look at it again next year, my hair will definitely return to its original black and bright." ”

"Well, yes is the best." Cai Ze looked at the steamed white bun in Zhu Xiang's basket, "I miss the wheat flour you cultivated, this one is not delicious at first glance." ”

"I used to eat this too, why aren't you picky?" Zhu Xiang laughed at Cai Ze, "Handan's winter wheat should be about to tassel, right?" By the end of April, the winter wheat should be ripe. ”

As he basketed the steamed cakes, he said with hope: "The winter wheat I have promoted this time tastes good, and it is to increase the yield from the seeds, even in the aristocratic fields." Even if the king of Zhao has a complaint against me, he should have tasted the food made from the new flour, and he should have promoted the new wheat varieties in the Zhao country. ”

Cai Ze bowed: "Plant wheat in winter, plant millet in mid-spring and early summer, and sow a little potato in the field, and the common people of Handan should have a good time this year." ”

Zhu Xiang thought of this situation, and his eyebrows couldn't help but bend into a crescent moon. Ying Xiaozheng was exactly the same as Zhu Xiang when he laughed, and he was indeed his nephew Uncle Xiao.

He hummed an out-of-tune tune and said, "After the harvest of the fields on the outskirts of Handan this year, we should be able to leave enough seeds to promote to other parts of the Zhao Kingdom." ”

……

Lin Xiangru slept for a long time, and suddenly opened his eyes: "How many months?" ”

Lin Zhen, who had been reading by Lin Xiangru's bedside, rushed forward excitedly and choked up: "It's almost March." ”

Lin Xiangru's voice was very clear and loud, he hadn't spoken in such a clear and loud voice for a long time: "March, the wheat planted by Zhu Xiang is about to tassel, right?" ”

Lin Yi was stunned.

His mouth opened slightly, his face trembled slightly, and he squeezed out a stiff smile: "Yes, it's time to tassel." ”

Lin Xiangru looked at the bed curtain with his eyes open: "Before I left Handan, I visited Zhu Xiang in prison. Zhu Xiang told me not to let the farmers miss the agricultural time. Planting wheat in winter, having soybean in winter and summer, and digging potatoes in front of the house in autumn, Zhao Ren's life is better. ”

"Hmm...... Well...... It's better. Lin Zhen held Lin Xiangru's hand stretched out of the bed, like a dead tree, "Father, the doctor is in the outhouse, I'll call him, Father is waiting." ”

Lin Xiangru glanced at Lin Zhen deeply, and a kind smile appeared on his face: "Don't go, I won't be able to wait for you if I go to be my father." Help the father to go to the courtyard to see. ”

Lin Zhen raised his head suddenly, and his vision was blurred by tears: "Father......"

Lin Xiangru said: "Help me go out, because my father wants to see the trees, the wind, and the sky." Spring has arrived, and if I don't go out to see, my father still thinks it's winter. ”

"Yes." Lin Zhen's body was paralyzed.

He let go of Lin Xiangru's hand, swayed like a ghost to a corner of the room, and pushed out the wheelchair.

The wheelchair was made by Zhu Xiang and the Mo family in consultation and given to Lian Po, who injured his leg on the battlefield, as a gift. Lian Po said that Zhu Xiang cursed him lame and brandished a cane to beat Zhu Xiang.