When you're busy, time flies very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the sky was already dark, and the movement of the temple people's palm lamp woke up the cub who was in a daze.

Su Tan got up and bowed respectfully: "Fusu retreats." ”

At this moment, a temple man came in to report that two carts of bark had been pulled outside, and he asked Gongzi Fusu to check that it could be used.

Everyone was a little confused, the bark of this tree was unremarkable, the streets and villages were full of this tree, and it was almost the same as a wild tree, what was the use of this object, this prince and grandson, sometimes acting is really ridiculous.

But the king's command had been given, and they naturally had to obey it.

Ying Zheng also wanted to know the process, so he got up and went out with him, and after experiencing the wonderful use of paper, his heart was full of anticipation.

He can think of the future because of the convenience that paper will bring.

Su Tan put his hands behind his back, and said happily: "Yes, shovel off the outer skin, expose the inner core, soak it in lime water for three months, and then do a new treatment." ”

When the child talks about the information he is accustomed to knowing, he talks arrogantly and looks very serious.

"Do as Gongzi Fusu orders." Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.

Su Tan was talking, when he heard the temple people come over and ask if he wanted to bring the food, and he happily agreed.

When the pancakes, meat soup, and steamed eggs were placed in front of him, he couldn't help but be silent. For half a month, this recipe was made every day, and a rice cake and syrup were added.

He wanted to eat something else.

Even if it's green vegetable tofu, and what can be easily reached at this time is tofu, thinking about it, he can't help but look forward to it.

If you can have a bite of sweet tender tofu, it will be better than this.

"Ask someone to boil a few more pots of soybean milk, and after cooking, mix it with grass and wood ash water and stir it, and you can do it if there is a floc."

Su Tan puffed out his cheeks, thinking that it would be good if there was plaster, the plaster was tofu, he had played in the Children's Palace. And grass and wood gray water is a substitute, he has not tried it, but he knows it is feasible.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting beside him, smiled, looked at him with scrutiny in his eyes, and asked him in a low voice: "Xuannu Dream Biography?" ”

Su Tan nodded solemnly: "You and I were born to know it." ”

The two looked at each other, Su Tan ate a mouthful of meat soup, and he was now able to eat the fragrance and sweetness of the white water stew. I wanted to eat tofu in my heart, but my mouth was terrible, and I didn't refuse to come with meat soup and steamed eggs.

The temple people quickly came back and asked what to do next.

Su Tan said that he wanted to follow to see, he raised his eyes, and stared straight at Ying Zheng with moist eyes, and the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

'Come, together. ’

Su Tan saw that his father raised his legs and left, and was about to follow, when a big palm stretched out, grabbed the back of his neck, and carried him away directly.

He scratched the air in confusion.

Soon arrived at the dining room, a few pots were made of clotted fat, Su Tan looked at it carefully, and then pointed to the wooden basin and spread a layer of gauze for steaming cakes.

"Put it here."

Su Tan stood beside the cook, and commanded in a milky voice.

Cover the wooden lid and press a bucket of water.

"How long will it take?" Ying Zheng's long legs were relaxed at his side, and he asked slowly.

Su Tan groaned, and said with some uncertainty: "Two quarters of an hour? ”

Half an hour should be about the same, if the time is short, it is tender tofu, and if it is pressed for a long time, it is old tofu, try it first.

"Come here and carry the leaves." Ying Zheng's voice was low.

Su Tan: ?

QAQ

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost ......"

The soft voice of the child sounded in the dining room, and the temple people who were waiting around did not dare to speak out loudly.

This is the son of King Qin!

After reciting "Pu Jia", I asked them one by one from the interpretation to the background.

Su Tan answered very well.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that Ying Zheng's eyes were full of satisfaction, and his tone was a little softer: "You have been kind and gentle since you were a child, and it is good to follow Wang Jian to learn a little bit of killing qi, in troubled times, softness is a sin, and you can't protect your family and Daqin." ”

"Well, listen to your father, Fusu will study hard and become as good as his father." He slapped his chest with a look of "believe me".

Ying Zheng chuckled, and when he saw that the hours were enough, he asked the temple people to move the bucket and looked down curiously.

There are still traces of turning from soybeans to soy milk, and this becomes a snow-white lump, which is a bit magical.

"This is the dream of the Xuannu?" Sure enough, it's rare in the world.

Su Tan looked at the tofu, his heart was so excited, he asked someone to bring a knife, cut a piece and put it on the plate to taste it, squinting his eyes and looking happy.

"It's delicious." When you've got the same thing for three meals a day, a little change can be extra sweet.

"Taste it." Ying Zheng was curious.

Su Tan shook his head and asked the temple people on the side to taste it first, seeing that he was still unsatisfied after eating, he obviously wanted to eat again, so he gave up his position and motioned for his father to come and taste it.

"This tender tofu is cut into pieces, sprinkled with fine salt, chopped green onions, and fat sesame oil, so mixed like this, it's delicious." Su Tan felt like eating when he thought about it.

Listening to his description, Ying Zheng tasted a bite of tender tofu, the smooth and tender touch was in his mouth, no need to chew, he took a sip and went down.

Smooth and sweet, it is indeed delicious, and it is a very interesting little thing.

"Give your grandmother, grandmother, and teacher a try." Of course, good things should be shared.

After Su Tan understood the arrangement, he sat opposite Yingzheng, enjoying the shallots mixed with tofu deliciously, with successful experience, he was full of confidence, there are one and two, so many delicious things, he will slowly make them.

"Go back and go to bed early, and get up at one o'clock tomorrow to go to the General's Mansion to study." Ying Zheng stood on His Majesty Dan, his face was cold, and his dark clothes were hunting in the wind.

Su Tan obediently bowed and retired, and went back to practice calligraphy, and then he comfortably got into the bed.

This brocade quilt was infected with the smell of his body, giving him a sense of reassurance, and finally there was no panic that had just crossed over.

Even though he endured it, deep down he knew this feeling of helplessness and suspension.

In the dream-

He had a disturbing dream, the blinding white light and the screeching sound of brakes that he couldn't ignore.

Even in his dreams, he could feel the sensation of slightly hot blood running down his cheeks from his forehead.

It was so real that it made him feel uneasy.

Suddenly woke up, Su Tan patted his cold and sweaty little face, the mystery in his heart was broken a little, he remembered, after eating dumplings that day, his mother said to take him to buy a few sets of clothes, and then participate in the Olympiad to wear them.

Not long after leaving, he was hit by a large truck that was out of control.

A family of three.

He had palpitations and couldn't breathe.

Su Tan got up, rubbed the red mole on his fingertips, shed tears, finished crying, got up by himself, and groped to the basin to wash his face.

After some tossing, the sky was already white, and it was obvious that the hour was not early.

He took a look at the bronze mirror, and saw that his eyes were not red, and his expression was not unusual, so he calmed down.

"Childe, it's time to get up." The voice of the temple man rang out.

"Hmm." He answered.

Get up, wash and change clothes, and then take the carriage to the general's mansion.

I don't know what I'll learn today, but he's looking forward to it.

Looking at the bustling crowd on the street, he knew that Chang Yu's rebellion was not painful for Daqin, and his most intuitive feeling was that he was tightly armed, and the rest did not feel it.

What to do on the street and what to do, the head of the Qianshou is in a hurry, and everyone has their own days to rush.

When he arrived at the General's Mansion, Wang Ben was riding out on horseback, and he was a little surprised to see him coming.

"So early?"

Speaking of this, Su Tan looked resentful: "Father's command, a moment." ”

Wang Ben's expression was more tragic than his.

According to his father's statement, that is, he should go to Ganquan Palace to pick up his son to study, and if Gongzi Fu Su Mao wants to come over at a moment, then he will pick him up earlier.

He swears that he is the man who got up earlier than the chicken in Xianyang City!

The two glanced at each other sympathetically, the resistance in their eyes couldn't be hidden, and they didn't want to get up, at this moment, the two resonated.

"Childe, do you know Meng Tian?" Wang Jian said in a small voice.

Su Tan's pupils shrank, and his eyes narrowed instantly.

He felt that the poem describing General Fei was changed and placed here in a particularly appropriate situation, but it made Great Qin Mengtian and did not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain.

He fought thousands of miles in Yuzhong, and finally died with Fusu in Yangzhou, and the two Gauss not only forced Gongzi Fusu to death, but also killed the general Meng Tian.

Although he was not born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, he died on the same day, the same month, and the same year.

It's also a kind of fate that I don't really want.

"What?" Su Tan learned from Wang Ben's mysterious appearance, and asked in a low voice.

Speaking of the grievances between Wang Ben and Meng Tian, it has a long history, and the two did not intersect at first, after all, they are three years apart, and there is usually no one to pile them up.

But Wang Ben is fifteen this year, and Meng Tian is twelve, two and a half years old, both of whom are martial artists, and will gradually be compared by everyone.

Wang Ben's temperament is sharp and jumpy, and he is strong and tall. And Meng Tian has a calm temperament, quite scheming, and is also strong and tall.

Then in front of Wang Ben, Meng Tian is someone else's stable and excellent child, and in front of Meng Tian, Wang Ben is someone else's cheerful child.

Half-grown teenagers, no one is convinced.

"After a while, I said that I would go to the peach forest to enjoy the flowers, and Ben would beat that kid hard!"

Wang Ben grinded his back molars, and he had to vent his old and new hatreds.

Su Tan rubbed his little hands, he was going to see his little friend who would die together in the future!