Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 17 Zhao Guang's visit
"Okay, look at how I cook for a while, and cook those pig food for me later, and I'll let you raise the pigs!" Feng Yong waved his spoon and turned to the fat cook who was squatting in front of the stove to make a fire. intimidated.

The feeding ratio of roosters and hens is generally about [-]:[-]. This time, the housekeeper bought a little more roosters. After raising them for a while, they finally gained some fat. It was just right to slaughter the extra roosters.

Killing the chicken, shedding the hair, removing the internal organs, and then cutting into suitable chicken pieces, these tasks naturally do not need Feng Yong to do, the only thing he has to do is stir-fry.

Thanks to the wisdom of the ancient people, the basic seasonings ginger, green onion, sauce, vinegar, etc. required for stir-frying have all appeared, so as not to make the taste of stir-frying too bland.

He asked the cook to heat the iron pot, and then put in the ointment. There was a "squeak" sound, and oil and gas bubbled up in the pot. Feng Yong took a deep breath. This taste is really wonderful!It made him have the urge to burst into tears, how long has it been since he smelled this smell?
Chicken is naturally tender. It would be better if you put some sugar when frying, but at this time, it is estimated that there is sugar in the whole world, and it is still inferior gray sugar, so Feng Yong will not force it. .As for today's China, there is also a thing called maltose, which is too expensive to say, and there is no place to buy it. It can only be seen in the homes of wealthy people, and this is not to be expected.

When the first plate of fried chicken was out of the pot, Feng Yong sniffed and resisted the urge to reach out and pick up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The butler next to him has been twitching for a long time. If he makes some indecent actions at this time, he is afraid that he will fight to his death and smash the pot.

After frying three or four dishes in a row, Feng Yong couldn't hold back the greedy scratching in his stomach, so he dropped the spoon and ran away with the dishes in his arms.

Lao Tzu's stomach is already hungry!

"Wrong, I was wrong, it was all wrong..." The butler muttered with a sluggish expression as he looked at the lord who ran away without a trace.

"Father Zhao, what are you talking about?" Yaomei asked cutely, blinking her big eyes.

Butler Zhao waved his hand weakly, "Don't worry about me, go and serve the lord for dinner."

The owner has made a new meal again, and it is still very delicious.The housekeeper expressed both joy and sadness. He could see that his lord was definitely not an ordinary person. Either he was a family heirloom, or a son of an expert, or he couldn't explain his various behaviors.

Strange people, they are always a little different, and sometimes in the eyes of ordinary people, it is the most normal thing to be crazy about.It's a happy thing to be able to follow the Strange Man, but it's also a sad thing.The happy thing is that following the strange people can make a fortune. The lucky ones may be able to ascend to heaven one day. The sad thing is that following the strange people requires a great deal of endurance. Maybe one day I will become a crazy person in the eyes of others. Need to be quiet.

Zhao Guang arrived as promised, this time not driving an ox cart, but riding a tall horse.He was dressed in an ochre-colored round-neck robe, with a moon-white silk ribbon around his waist with a hook and thunder pattern. He was still as beautiful as a flower, ah, no, he was still as graceful and graceful as the wind.

Seeing that even a village woman with a waistline as thick as a bucket in his village had an affectionate look on his face, Feng Yong guessed that this guy was swaying across the street all the way, and he was probably fascinated by unknown girls and young women.

So reincarnation is a technical job!Someone like Zhao Guang not only inherited his father's perfect genes, but also a second-generation official, and his father is the only general among the five tiger generals who has survived to this day. The winner in life is nothing more than that.

This is a very likable guy, not only handsome, but also very polite.Even when he handed the door-to-door gift in his hand to the housekeeper, he still maintained a polite attitude - it was the gift that made Feng Yong feel a little surprised.

The door-to-door ceremony is a jar of wine, plus a mention of pork that weighs about five or six pounds, and most of it is fat.

Pork became a lowly thing that happened after the Tang Dynasty. In this era of extreme material shortage, pork is still a food that only wealthy people can eat.

At the Hongmen Banquet, which was considered the most advanced banquet at the time, Xiang Yu once rewarded Fan Kui with a half-baked pork thigh.How can the meat that can go to the most advanced state banquet be cheap meat?Fatty meat, on the other hand, is called creamy. In this age when there is no oily stomach, fat meat is considered the most delicious thing.

Not to mention wine. In the early years of Liu Bei's entry into Shu, it was illegal to even own winemaking tools, not to mention winemaking, which would have been directly decapitated.Although it is not as exaggerated as before, the prohibition law has not been released.

Feng Yong doesn't like to drink, let alone eat fatty meat, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand that what Zhao Guang brings is no longer an ordinary greeting.

"The ceremony is not light, it seems that the visitor must have something to ask for?"

The words were a little rude, and even the housekeeper on the side looked at him. Isn't your lord sick again?
"I do want something. Just because the master has a treasure, I sincerely ask for it." Zhao Guang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Feng Yong's words, but he immediately reacted. .

The answer is very beautiful, but Feng Yong's heart is stunned. MMP, after all the calculations in the house, the only thing that can be called a treasure is the method of raising chickens.

Could it be that the housekeeper was making too much noise these days, but he was still being watched?This method of raising chickens is not to say that it cannot be spread, but at least it has to wait for him to make the first pot of gold, not to say that it is spread now!

"I can't believe that in this remote country, there is a treasure that can enter the eyes of Zhao Langjun? It's a great honor, why don't you go into the mansion and listen?"

The gifts are all in hand, and people have already placed their greetings early. Now they can't drive people out, so they have to welcome them to Fuzhong first.

"Then it's annoying!" Zhao Guang was overjoyed, and he was ready to be embarrassed when he came this time.After all, in the eyes of the world, people in the hidden world are always arrogant and inaccessible.They possess wisdom that the world does not have, but they often look down on the world like an ant.However, he didn't know that the son of the master in front of him was not even a Han Dynasty person, just a turtle in the skin of a Han Dynasty person.

Although he has been here for a long time, Feng Yong still knows nothing about the etiquette popular in the mainstream society of the Han Dynasty.Because he has always been able to come into contact with people, the most knowledgeable is the housekeeper. He has never even been to Jincheng. How much etiquette do you expect such a local turtle to know?

Therefore, according to Feng Yong's own understanding, when the guests come, of course, they are greeting the guests to eat and drink well. ——Although this guest may not be the honored guest I imagined earlier, it may be a bad guest, but now I can’t notify the kitchen to temporarily change the menu, so I have to take out the dishes that were originally prepared to say hello.

Of course, the so-called drinking does not mean drinking.In the war years, especially in the ancient war years when the grain yield was particularly low, grain was one of the most important strategic materials. Using grain to make wine is a crime, and the government directly came to the door to pick up people without listening to explanations.

So Feng Yong invited the second generation of Zhao officials to drink soup, chicken soup.It can also be seen from this that Zhao Guang came to the door with a jar of wine, which was really a great gift.

"I have delicious food, but I suffer from no wine to entertain guests. Do you mind if I use this wine to entertain Brother Zhao?" Feng Yong pointed to the wine jar held by the butler.

Forget it, I don't like drinking anyway, so I just do a full set of dramas. I treat you warmly and treat you like a brother. Are you embarrassed to make excessive demands?
"I have a wish, I dare not ask you!" Zhao Guang rolled his throat up and down a few times, and smiled in a low voice, "I dare not tell the truth, I haven't smelled wine for a long time! This wine was originally treasured by an elder. , this time, it took me a long time to ask for it as a gift!"

Unexpectedly young, but he is a good drinker.

Feng Yong pointed to Zhao Guang and wanted to say a few words, but he pointed to the wine jar, and the two laughed at each other.

The age of looking at the face is not only in later generations, but also in ancient times.Knowing that Zhao Guang is deliberately bringing the relationship between the two people closer, but looking at that beautiful face, it makes life not disgusting.

(End of this chapter)