Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 47
"It's really different." A cold air with a faint and slightly sweet fragrance emanated from the clay pot, Huang Yueying saw the contents, and turned to the maid beside her, "Go, take a spoon and Here comes the bowl."

After bringing the spoon and bowl over, Huang Yueying dug out the yellow-white paste from the clay pot, put it in her mouth and tasted it, her eyes lit up, and she nodded approvingly: "The fruit is delicious." Then she handed the spoon to Zheng Zheng. Zhang Xing, who looked eagerly, warned at the same time, "Don't eat too much, be careful of abdominal pain."

After Zhang Xing took the spoon, he immediately put it in his mouth. He was so cold that he couldn't stand it, and he opened it and took it out. He smashed his mouth, and then took a small bite. He narrowed his eyes, and it was icy, sweet and slippery. Really delicious!

Here, Huang Yueying called someone to take two spoons and bowls, divided them into three parts, and then pushed one of them in front of Xiahou, and said to Xiahou, "Tast it. This Feng Xiaolang-jun is not on the right path. These meals are quite positive." Then he handed a smaller portion to Zhang Xing.

"This food..." Xiahou took a bite, and was surprised to find that it was really delicious. "It doesn't look like cheese or ice. How did you make it? It's really ingenious."

"Who knows?" Huang Yueying also took a bite, "It is estimated that it was made by the secret method in his teacher's sect."

Xiahou hesitated for a moment, and then asked carefully: "Then Feng Langjun is really a person from the mountain door?"

Huang Yueying pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "It can't be wrong. A Lang and General Zhao have both confirmed it, and this son has admitted it himself. It's a pity that he has a sluggish temperament."

"When Alang met him that day, he found that his conversation was beyond the reach of ordinary people, and his knowledge was even more extraordinary. At that time, he was also given a position to join the army. I didn't expect that he would rather farm in the countryside than be an official."

"I also went to see him a few days ago, and he said that he only learned the art of changing teeth and farming, and never learned the art of machination. It is estimated that my family Alang gave up completely. For this reason, Alang still He lost his temper and said that he was young and slippery, and he didn't know where he had such exquisite thoughts."

Xiahou nodded and agreed: "I heard that this son is only sixteen or seventeen years old, so it is rare to be so lazy." After speaking, he glanced thoughtfully at Zhang Xing who was eating.

Xiahou hadn't been out for a long time. In the past two years, the news from the outside world has basically been passed on to her by others.

She has heard Feng Langjun's name in her ears many times these days.First, his own son, Zhang Bao, was scattered, and he came back and scolded people several times, saying that this son was a person who spoke eloquently.

Later, it was this son who gave his family a technique that was said to be unfamiliar in his teacher's school. In the end, his second son and daughter went to see him once with the Prime Minister's wife.

After they came back, their opinions were different. The daughter was obsessed with the food there, while the son Zhang Shao said that Feng Langjun was very literary.This Feng Xiaolangjun is indeed a little unclear.

"You have seen him in person, but you don't know how to evaluate this son?"

"I'm a little less motivated." Huang Yueying put down the bowl and thought for a while, "A normal young man, at this age, all wants to make a contribution and make a career. It's not like this child, as if he has seen through the world, he has the slightest desire for fame and fortune. Neither."

"Everyone has their own aspirations. It is not certain what the teacher has learned, that is, how to teach him how to stand in the troubled world, and he never wanted him to gain any fame or fame."

The Xiahou family is virtuous by nature. He comes from the Xiahou family. He has met many people. He married Zhang Fei, who is famous in the world. From north to south, from east to west, he has never seen anything, or at least heard of it. Pass.Once you see it through, you will naturally not look at the surface like ordinary women.

She has a daughter to be a queen and a son to be a prince, and she thinks that is enough.The second son is more stable. When he is a civil official, he doesn't have to go to the battlefield, and he doesn't have to worry so much. If the second daughter is married, it doesn't matter if the family is not beautiful, but it's good to just ask for peace.So I appreciate Feng Yong more.

"That's exactly what my sister said. I've thought about it too. I just feel that it's a pity that he has the skills he learned from his teacher's school."

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After the two talked for a while, Huang Yueying got up and said goodbye, saying that there was still a jar of ice cream in the house, and that she was afraid that it would be spoiled after the time passed, so she would rush back and give it to the prime minister.

At this time, someone in the palace came to report that the queen missed the little lady and wanted to take the little lady to the palace to play.

Zhang Xing looked at the unfinished ice cream and pouted.She was digging and eating bit by bit just now, and she was reluctant to eat it all at once, so she hasn't finished it yet.

"Mother, I don't want to go to the palace, I want to eat ice cream." Zhang Xing acted coquettishly towards Xiahou.

Xiahou Shi wiped the milk stains off the corner of her mouth and refused, "That's not possible. Eat quickly and go when you're done, don't make your elder sister wait for a long time. If you want to eat it, I'll call you second brother Zhao another day. Bring some back."

I heard that Zhao Guang is hanging out with Feng Langjun every day. It shouldn't be difficult to come and get this food.

Zhang Xing nodded again and again and said, "Mum, then I want to go to Fengzhuang with second brother Zhao to play, is that okay?"

"Didn't you like to go to the palace before? Why do you want to go to Fengzhuang again?"

"The emperor's brother-in-law is not fun. I am forced to read books by the prime minister every day, and I can't play with me like before."

"Don't talk nonsense, brother-in-law is naturally good. He is an emperor, so he must study hard and become a good emperor in the future."

"That's not as good as that Feng Langjun. The food that Feng Langjun cooks is delicious, and his speech is also pleasant."

"How to listen well?"

"It means that I am, um," Zhang Xing pressed his index finger to his lips, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It's a girl who is shy and has no worries in her years..." This sentence is a compliment to her, and she remembers it firmly. Now, she went to ask her second brother specifically, and memorized the words, "Brother-in-law can't say such a thing."

"You are a little girl. You praise yourself. Are you ashamed? I teach you to read, but I don't have such a memory." Xiahou patted her head angrily and funny.

Here, Huang Yueying returned to the mansion and went back to the backyard. Zhuge Liang was sitting leisurely in the pavilion and playing chess alone. There was a bowl next to the chessboard. The bowl was filled with the ice cream that had just been delivered.

Looking up and seeing Huang Yueying coming, a mature and handsome face showed a smile: "Xijun has returned to the house? Sit down, why don't you have some ice cream? Although that kid's character is not very good, it's really good to eat here."

Huang Yueying sat on the opposite side, she heard the words and shook her head gently: "I have tasted it at Zhang Mansion. Although this food is delicious and cools the heat, it is still too cold, and eating too much is not suitable for health preservation. ."

"Xiaojun is right. It's just that everyone understands this principle, but it's rare to be able to control yourself. I can't help eating more when I see this delicious food. There is still a small half of it, which has been put into the well and asked to touch it. You can stay a little longer."

"It's still Alang who thinks more carefully. On the way, the concubine is still thinking about how to keep this thing, but I didn't expect that Alang has already figured it out."

"Mrs. Junhou, did you say anything?"

"Why is Alang so anxious? This time the concubine passed by, I just mentioned it and didn't dare to say more. Mrs. Junhou seems to be gentle, but she is able to make up her mind, so she can only speak slowly. I'm in a hurry. , I'm afraid it won't be beautiful."

"Yes, I'm too impatient." Zhuge Liang smiled to himself, picked up a sunspot, and dropped it at will.

"It's just this little lady, isn't she too young?"

"It's just an engagement, but you're not allowed to get married immediately, what are you afraid of?"

"Naturally, I'm afraid of marrying the wrong man, so she's our niece anyway."

"Don't worry, that kid is slick, but he has a good temperament. Zhao Erlang told him about it that time, but now it's not the same as running to Fengzhuang every day, that's a lover."

"Too."

(End of this chapter)