Prime Minister

Chapter 66 Fu Has Distant Relatives in the Mountains

That night, Zhang Yue had a very strange dream, which can also be said to be the dream of a middle-aged teenager.

In the dream, a bunch of people shouted all kinds of weird names, such as Wang Anshi, the top laner who can carry and output, the explosive mid laner Lu Huiqing, the harvest ad Zhang Dun, the fanciful jungler Zengbu, the god's assistant Wang Gui... …

After Zhang Yue was half awake, he couldn't help but vomit, what kind of dream is this!
What a mess of nouns.

But think about it, Wang Anshi is still very powerful.

One day, Wang Anshi and Cheng Hao were talking at home about the obstruction of the reform.

His son Wang Hao passed by and just sat down and said, "Cut off the heads of Han Qi and Fu Bi in the city, then the new law can be implemented."

This made Cheng Hao discolored.

When Wang Anshi carried out the reform, he was indeed scolded by many people, but after he went out of office, the old party still gave him face, and did not even attack his character.

Immediately thinking of his second brother, Zhang Yue couldn't help but feel worried again. He even thought that the other party was an unknown ordinary person, or even an ordinary jinshi. It was enough to hug his thighs like this.

If the second brother is really Zhang Dun, such a politician does not seem to be a family blessing.

"Junior Brother, you didn't seem to sleep well last night?" Guo Lin got up sleepily.

Zhang Yue also rubbed his eyes and said, "Senior brother, I'm sorry, how did you know?"

"Your leg pressed my chest all night, can I not know?"

Zhang Yue laughed, the other bed in the north room was for Guo Xuejia to sleep, and he and Guo Lin could only sleep in one bed.

Zhang Yue heard the quarrel between Zhang Shi and Yu in the south room as soon as he woke up.

Isn't it all about money?

Zhang Shi insisted on opening a shop, but Yu wanted to pay back the money.

Zhang Yue did the math, at this time the studio was not bad.

As a traversal waste material who can't even remember the ratio of gunpowder, such as burning glass, making chemical fertilizers, tinkering with cement, don't even think about it, and it may not be possible for a modern person to teach him.

But these won't, he will eat it!

Zhang Yue remembered that iron pots seemed to have become popular in the Song Dynasty, and there were already restaurants in Bianjing that used iron pots to cook dishes.

Wouldn't it be fragrant if my brother opened a shop and cooked some stir-fried vegetables in a few iron pans?

If you eat boiled soup every day, it is really a bird that fades out of your mouth.

Open a restaurant, although you can't manage a brand like Fanlou, but it is not a problem to have a foothold in a small county. If you open a restaurant well, you can make a lot of money.

In the future, if you can't become an official and can't continue to work, it's not bad to go home and inherit a million-dollar family business.

It turns out that these chapters will not think about it, there is no one on it, you go to run these shops, you can smash it, if it is prosperous, it will definitely be envied by people.It seems that after crossing the road, there are not too many things to hear about seeking people, industries and family wealth.

This is not a modern legal society.

Right now, there is a Jinshi elder brother, even if they change their status and don’t recognize you, it doesn’t matter. You can use this tiger skin and use it, and there will be no one in the county who can’t get along with the Jinshi family without long eyes.

But Zhang Yue said this directly, otherwise the sister-in-law would definitely think that she and her brother were the same raccoon dog, and wanted to take away the money from her parents' family.

Anyway, my brother is not so easy to let go.

And if you want to cook, you must have oil and a wok.It is not difficult to make a wok, but where to find the oil is a problem.

Song people like to eat fried food, such as suet cake is suet, sheep fat.

There is also naan, foodie Su Dongpo once wrote a poem 'The delicate hands are rubbed into jade, and they are deep fried in green oil.In the spring of the night, there is no weight in sleep, crushing the beautiful woman and wrapping her arms around gold'.

At this time, the vegetable oils are mainly sesame oil, rapeseed oil, as well as canola oil and radish oil.However, although the vegetable oil uses the pressing technology, the purification is still poor, and it has some flavor.

But these are just small issues.

After opening the shop, I will make a few more special dishes, such as Dongpo Pork. If I don’t copy Su Dongpo’s poems and articles, it’s not a problem to copy Dongpo Pork.At this time, the pork has a strong odor, and the Dongpo Pork Cooking method must be used to suppress the taste.

The other is beef. It is not difficult to eat beef in Song Dynasty.The high-end ones will not be offered to you. Small restaurants are really selling them.Song Huizong was not allowed to eat dog meat at that time, and this is the idiom of selling dog meat with a sheep's head.

However, the beef in the small restaurant is mostly sick and dead cattle, and fresh beef is also sold, but less.

But after much deliberation, there is another issue of shares.The two brothers have not yet separated, so how can one say that the shop also has its own share, as well as that of the second brother who is named.

But the shop is still run by the eldest brother, and I count the technology as a shareholding. I still have to sit down and discuss how to divide it in the future.This is really to be settled by the brothers.

I entered the county school by myself, the family has capital, and the most important thing is that with the second brother who is not at home, it will be more prosperous every day, and it will get better day by day.

Zhang Yue is full of hope for the future, just like the rising sun outside the window.

The most important thing is that you must have the capital to stand up, relying on the mountains to fall, and relying on everyone to run.As for the second brother, Zhang Yue's requirements are not high, first ask for no pitfalls, and the rest will be discussed later!
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin got up.

Zhang Yue saw Guo Lin's panda eyes and said in surprise, "Senior brother, you haven't slept all night!"

Guo Lin nodded.

At this time, Guo Xuejia was by his side: "Guo Lin, today, Dad went to Xuezheng to walk around to see the situation of this county school entrance examination."

"You go with your father too."

Guo Xueyan knew Guo Lin's thoughts, and he was very worried.

"Okay." Guo Lin replied.

Zhang Yue opened the door, but saw that Zhang Shi and Yu also opened the door.There were tears on Yu's face.

Zhang actually looked annoyed.

Zhangqiu hurried out from behind his parents and hid behind Zhang Yue, looking unhappy.

"Brother and sister-in-law go out?" Zhang Yue greeted with a smile.

Yu kept silent, Zhang Shi said, "Where is the third brother?"

Zhang Yue said, "I'll accompany you, my brother, to go to the county school."

Yu said apologetically, "Sir, third brother hasn't eaten yet? I'll cook for you."

Zhang Shi said, "Let's go outside and eat!"

Yu hesitated to speak, and the family immediately went downstairs.

Zhang Yue couldn't help but said, "Brother, save more money, it's not easy for my sister-in-law to be this family."

Zhang Shi opened the door and said, "What are you saving..."

Immediately, Zhang Shi was stunned, and Zhang Yue was also taken aback when he saw this.

But seeing that Wuyang Wuyang was a crowd of people who were either squatting, standing or sitting, when Zhang Shi opened the door, they all stood up suddenly.

But the door is full of enthusiasm and smiles.

The leader, Cao Baozheng, smiled and said to Zhang Shi: "Mr. Zhang, it was too late last night and we didn't dare to disturb. Everyone was here this morning, and I was afraid that you slept too late last night and did not dare to disturb you. , so they're all waiting here."

Zhang Shi was speechless for a while, the title Zhang Daguanren had not been called for a long time.

This is not finished!
But seeing that there are still cars and horses coming in the distance, one by one is enthusiastic and lively.

What does it mean to be poor in a busy city and no one asks, and rich in the mountains to have distant relatives?
Snobbery, so snobbish, cliché, too cliché, feudal society of all evil!
Ps1: Thanks to Nanmu's curry fan book friend for being the fifth leader of this book.

(End of this chapter)