Ying Xiaozheng proudly raised the pumpkin: "I'll pick it...... Yes! ”

The pumpkin fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

With Ying Xiaozheng's current size and strength, it is still too difficult to lift the pumpkin.

The scene fell silent, and Ying Xiaozheng's face gradually became ugly.

Zhu Xiang: "Zheng'er, ......"

Ying Xiaozheng pointed to the pumpkin and said, "I sentenced you to death!" Destroy the door! ”

Zhu Xiang: "Flutter ......"

Li Mu's shoulders trembled, and in order not to make Ying Xiaozheng even more annoyed and angry, he couldn't help but laugh and endure it very hard.

The corners of Li Bing's mouth twitched slightly. Ying Xiaozheng is really the son of Qin. Ordinary children can't make such tyrannical jokes.

Zhu Xiangle said: "Okay, let's kill all the pumpkins, and we will pick all the pumpkins in the next few days!" ”

Zhu Xiang asked people to bring a basket and put the pumpkin that Ying Xiaozheng had worked so hard to pick but accidentally broke into the basket.

"When cooking, I would have cut the pumpkin open, and if it cracked, it would still be eaten." Zhu Xiang said with a smile, "Zheng'er finally picked the big pumpkin, is it okay for my uncle to make it into a fragrant pumpkin pie?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng frowned: "Can you eat it if it is broken?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "It's just broken, not broken." Don't worry, when the time comes, you will watch me make it, and I will definitely use this pumpkin to make pumpkin pie. ”

Ying Xiaozheng was barely discouraged.

He snorted coldly and forgave the pumpkin family for not giving him face.

"Uncle, I'm going to pick that pumpkin and scissors for me." Ying Xiaozheng rolled up his sleeves and wanted to be ashamed.

Zhu Xiang said: "Okay, be careful, don't draw your hands." ”

Ying Xiaozheng held the handle of the scissors with both hands, staring at the pumpkin vine, not like picking pumpkins, but like looking for someone desperately.

Zhu Xiang couldn't help but laugh until his stomach hurt.

Li Mu also continued to pick pumpkins, only Li Bing had a cold sweat behind his back.

He was a little puzzled, didn't Zhu Xiang and Li Mu discover the tyranny hidden in the heart of Ying Xiaozheng, a child? Won't they be afraid?

It seems that he is not bold enough. If he wants to continue to be friends with Zhu Xiang and call Gongzizheng "Zheng'er", he has to sharpen a lot.

Ying Xiaozheng is always very serious in doing things, and he is serious and strong.

He picked a whole ten large pumpkins, and before anyone could help him, he carried them to the cart by himself.

Ying Xiaozheng wiped the sweat on his forehead, wiped the mud on his face, and looked very proud.

I've defeated the Pumpkin Family!

Zhu Xiang smiled and picked up Ying Xiaozheng, who was so tired that his hands were trembling, wiped Ying Xiaozheng's little face clean, and praised: "Zheng'er is really amazing!" ”

Ying Xiaozheng yawned triumphantly, curled up in his uncle's arms and closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Li Mudao: "You have been lazy on the side and don't pick melons, just waiting to hug Zheng'er?" ”

Zhu Xiang smiled: "That's nature. My housekeeper is solid, and you don't know it. If I don't recuperate, how can I take Zheng'er back. ”

Zhu Xiang kissed the face of his little nephew, who still had a smug expression when he fell asleep.

Li Bing thought to himself, Zhu Xiang really doted on his nephew as his own son.

No, I have a son, and I don't spoil him.

Thinking of his own son, Li Bing had a headache again.

Li Erlang had already arrived in Chengdu City, and as soon as he arrived, he caused a mess - when he was wandering around in Chengdu City with his sword, Lu saw that he was uneven and drew his sword to help, and fought with several local heroes.

Li Bing is the county guard, and those heroes immediately pressed their children to apologize, but Li Bing was still so angry that his temples suddenly hurt.

Bashu, a very closed county, is difficult to govern, and the relationship with the local heroes is very delicate. Li Erlang will really get him into trouble.

Li Bing wanted to take Li Erlang to apologize, but Li Erlang said that he was right, even if he was beaten by Li Bing and punished for kneeling on the ancestral tablet and locked up in a small black house, he refused to give in.

Li Bing was reluctant to let his son go to the barracks, but now he really came up with the idea of handing over Erlang to Li Mu to sharpen and sharpen.

Forget it, wait until you're full to think about your son. Li Bing decided to escape for a while.

Zhu Xiang took Ying Xiaozheng back to the courtyard of Li Mujun's station, temporarily handed Ying Xiaozheng to the servants to take care of, freshened up a little, changed his clothes, and went to the kitchen to be busy.

This time, Zhu Xiang specially brought cooking utensils, iron pots, stewpots, frying pans, and saucepans, as well as seasonings.

Pumpkin pie is made from pumpkin puree and wheat flour, fried in soybean oil until golden brown, and it is sweet and delicious without adding sugar;

Pumpkin and potatoes are cut into pieces and placed at the bottom of the bowl, the pork belly is marinated and wrapped in rice flour with salt, pepper and peppercorns on top of the pumpkin and potatoes, and a dish of tamales is in place;

Shredded a few smaller pumpkins, stir-fried with lard, and a refreshing shredded pumpkin in white oil is ready;

Pumpkin, soybeans, pork ribs into the casserole stew, only need to add ginger, garlic, green onion and a little salt, boil over high heat and simmer, pumpkin stewed pork rib soup is delicious, pork ribs put into the prepared dipping water can also meet the heavy taste of the eating habits......

After making a few pumpkin home-cooked dishes, Zhu Xiang put the rice into a pot and boiled it in wide water, and after the water boiled for two minutes, he poured the rice in the pot into a bamboo dustpan and filtered out the rice grains.

Then Zhu Xiang put the cut old pumpkin into the bottom of the clay pot, poured the rice grains in the bamboo dustpan into the clay pot and simmered over low heat. This is commonly known as Kong pumpkin rice.

"Uncle......" Ying Xiaozheng rubbed his eyes and yawned and walked into the kitchen, "I'm hungry." ”

"Drink some rice soup first." Zhu Xiang poured a bowl of rice soup for Ying Xiaozheng, "After drinking, bring out the pumpkin pie, and your uncle will allow you to eat while walking." ”

Ying Xiaozheng gulped and drank up the rice soup at the right temperature, wiped his mouth and said, "I won't eat while walking." ”

Ying Xiaozheng ate two pumpkin pies before bringing them out.

Zhu Xiang almost laughed.

Don't eat while walking, so do you want to eat it before you go? How can a housekeeper be so cute?

Li Mu also came to help serve the dishes, and on the way, he saw Ying Xiaozheng coming out with pumpkin pie and picked one up. When he came to the kitchen, he secretly ate a piece of tamales and a piece of stewed pork ribs.

Li Bing is more honest, and he is embarrassed to eat secretly, so he honestly waits for the meal.

He looked at the oil on Ying Xiaozheng and Li Mu's lips, and was a little helpless: "Li Mu, you, the teacher, are you specialized in teaching Zheng'er to steal food?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng defended: "I didn't eat secretly, my uncle allowed me to eat first." ”

Li Mudao: "I did steal food, but I didn't teach politics. Isn't it Zhu Xiang who stole food from Jiao Zheng'er? ”

Zhu Xiang said angrily: "How can a chef taste it be called stealing food?" ”

Li Bing: "......" It seems that he is not free enough, and he still has not fully integrated into the unique atmosphere of friends.

"Come and have a taste." Zhu Xiang smiled, "If you like it, I'll copy the recipe to you." ”

Li Bing said: "I'm welcome." ”

At first, he was a little apprehensive when eating the food made by Zhu Xiang, but now he is very used to it.

A few people feasted and ate a round belly.

There are many green bamboos in Shu County, and Zhu Xiang asked people to weave bamboo chairs out of bamboo. Now Li Mu and Li Bing have furniture made of bamboo in all the mansions and courtyards, and this fashion has spread to other families in Shu County.

Shu County is hot and humid in summer, wet and cold in winter, and it is really difficult to sit on the ground. Chairs and stools quickly won the love of everyone, and now they have almost become a must-have item for every household in Shu County. Along the street, there are people selling bamboo furniture.

Several people put fur on the bamboo chair and lay on the bamboo chair while admiring the moon while eating and being lazy.

The chair was very large, and Ying Xiaozheng snuggled up to Zhu Xiang and used Zhu Xiang as a cushion.

"The moon is so round." Li Mu sighed.

Zhu Xiang rolled his eyes: "Seeing such a beautiful moonlight, shouldn't you recite a poem?" Why do you say that the moon is so round, you have this ability? ”

Li Mu said: "You have the ability, you come?" ”

Zhu Xiang immediately roared a song "Water Tune Song Head", which was ridiculed by Li Mu and Li Bing.

There is no way, at this time, "Water Tune Song Head" does not conform to the rhyme at all, and there is no word card. Zhu Xiang used this "Water Tune Song Head", in the eyes of Li Mu and Li Bing, it is not even as good as a folk song.

Naturally, this "Water Tune Song Head" also failed to pass on to future generations.

Although he was ridiculed by the two, Zhu Xiang himself was still very high, and he sang "Water Tune Song Head" in tune.

Li Mu and Li Bing both covered their ears and said that Zhu Xiang's noise was disturbing.

Zhu Xiang himself felt that he sang well, although he had completely forgotten what the tune of "Water Tune Song Head" should be.

In order to prevent Zhu Xiang from continuing to pollute his ears, Li Bing sang the "Book of Songs" and some folk songs related to the moon to the beat.

In this era, there are not only the "Book of Songs", but also the more neat poems, that is, the Yuefu poems of the Han Dynasty, which have also begun to take shape at this time.

Li Mu applauded Li Bing and asked people to bring the piano to accompany Li Bing.

Although Li Mu is a general, now the general and the scholar are not separated, and he is also a person who is proficient in the six arts.

Li Mu played the piano, Li Bing wrote poems and sang, and Zhu Xiang hummed casually as an accompaniment.

Ying Xiaozheng yawned, and also slapped his uncle's arm, which was used as a drum.

Zhu Xiang was speechless. If your father struck him, you hit his uncle's arm, right? If you don't learn well at a young age, you deserve to carry the black cauldron of the seventh generation.

Zhu Xiang said: "Zheng'er, shouldn't you learn the piano?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng said: "I don't want to learn. What is the use of learning the piano? I have music for people. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "There is no conflict between other people's music and you learning the piano. Learning the piano can cultivate sentiment and vent emotions. For example, when you are in a bad mood, you can play the piano indiscriminately, so that people you hate but can't punish listen to it. ”

As soon as Li Mu exerted his strength, the strings broke.

Li Bing also sang away.

The two looked at Zhu Xiang in unison: "Don't teach bad politicians." ”

They don't want the future King of Qin to force his ministers to listen to him play the piano when he is angry!

Zhu Xiang said: "I think it's good. ”

The two said in unison: "Not good! ”

Ying Xiaozheng thought about it, and actually felt that what Zhu Xiang said was very reasonable: "Okay, I'll learn." Uncle taught me? ”

Zhu Xiang said happily: "Okay, uncle will teach you to play the huqin!" ”

Li Mu hurriedly stopped: "I'll teach Zheng'er to play the piano." ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Do you look down on Huqin? Now I am the only one in the world who can play the huqin! I want to pass on the unique huqin to Zheng'er! ”