Chinese dining table

Chapter 342
(The order of the previous chapter was wrong again)
With the oracle bone engraved with oracle bone inscriptions, Di Renjie and Wen Rou became more and more silent.

Because the continuous appearance of these things can only prove that what Chunyu said is correct.

In the world, there are indeed more distant writings than bronze inscriptions.

This discovery made Di Renjie very depressed while being excited.

Perhaps, this is the strength of Li Yifu.

A scoundrel full of knowledge is a hundred times more terrifying than an idiot.

The worries of the men did not affect the happiness of the women. When Yu Xiurong sent them away from Yun's house, Di Renjie's wife and the gentle wife were obviously drunk.

They got into the carriage with the help of their respective maids, and immediately, two dark-faced men with children also got into the carriage. It is estimated that tomorrow, there will be a fight in their boudoir.

Yu Xiurong was about to drink too much, so she was still preparing to feed her two children. Worried that the children would get drunk after drinking her milk, Yunchu decided to give the two children milk.

As soon as Zijuan helped Yu Xiurong to lie down, the woman started to vomit, so Yunchu had to take the two children to sleep next door, and let Zijuan stay with Yu Xiurong.

Early the next morning, Yu Xiurong stood in front of Yunchu's bed with disheveled hair, stared straight at him and said, "I've been looking for the child and you all night."

Yun Chu said: "Now that you have found it, go to sleep."

Yu Xiurong jumped onto the bed, found a warm place beside Yunchu, and put his arms around his two children. After a while, he started snoring.

The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Fat Jiu came back.

The pockmarked man who had suffered a lot in Tuyuhun came back, and Yunchu felt that his family seemed to be reunited.

Every year on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the Yun family will make a lot of dumplings, and some of them will be frozen outside until hardened. This will be the main food of the Yun family for the next three days.

Everyone will participate in this job, even Fei Jiu who just came back is no exception.

Today, Yunchu and Feijiu made tofu dumplings, which were part of the gift to Master Xuanzang.

Master likes to eat soy products very much now, or rather, it’s not that he likes to eat soy products, an eminent monk who has long since had no desires, has long been indifferent to the desire for tongue, he is not tasting the taste of soy products, but likes Taste the friendship and warmth contained in this bean product.

Master Xuanzang, who has been isolated from the human world, no longer relies on his mind to perceive the world, but begins to perceive the world with instinct, just like a baby.

Fei Jiu's hands were very dark, but they were washed very, very clean. After staying on the plateau for a long time, his fingernails became bumpy.

Fortunately, the ten fingers are still flexible, and the dumplings made are as plump as before, and the shape is like ingots.

"The days have finally calmed down, don't you plan to marry a wife and carry on the family?"

Yun Chu didn't ask what Fei Jiu had done in Tuyuhun, he just hoped that this pimply-faced man would have a good home.

"Lang Jun, I told you that I have children and a wife, and they still protect me like a jade. You want me to betray them?"

"I know, but, you didn't go looking for them for so many years, and tortured them and tortured you by doing so, why bother?"

"I still remember telling you that I did something shameless, and I was afraid of committing suicide, so I had to fry my face in a frying pan to survive."

"I used to watch people say goodbye in Baqiao. I didn't know why poetry became popular. I recited a poem and kissed a singer in my arms in public. After I came back, my wife asked me again and again. Trick, just say that there is no such thing, you see, aren't we doing well now?"

Fei Jiu shook his head and said, "It's not the same, if it's such a trivial matter, I can go home with a long breath, but unfortunately it's not...

Mr. Lang, you won't ask me what's going on, will you? "

Yun Chu shook his head and said: "No, you have finally managed to survive, and if your scars are uncovered, you will not be able to live."

Fei Jiu smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lang, for your understanding. How about we talk about Tuyuhun?"

Yun Chu shook his head and said: "You are back, Tuyuhun has nothing to do with our family, whether it is Xu Jingye or Zhang Jianzhi, they are not a worry-free person.

So, I gave them Tuyuhun, and we don’t want it anymore. The cattle you brought back, as well as those rich Tuyuhun households, have helped our family a lot. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to pay attention to it. Since If you want to break it, let's break it clean. "

Fei Jiu asked suspiciously, "Why didn't Mr. Lang make arrangements earlier?"

Yunchu wrapped a dumpling and put it on the curtain made of sorghum poles, and said softly, "What is the layout? Layout of your own territory? It's too early for me, don't forget that I am only 19 years old.

The 19-year-old age is the time to move forward, but it is not the time to lay out the back road. Sometimes the back road is set too early, and you will lose your aggressiveness.

The only thing I can do now is to find like-minded people and firmly bring them together.

What we want to do is not something that happens in one generation, but something that has a far-reaching impact and can completely change the thinking of our people in the Tang Dynasty.

Accumulation is what we want. As for land and wealth, these things are just things that can perish at any time. Why rush to get them? "

Fat Jiu looked at the curtains all over the yard and the white and fat dumplings sitting on them, and said thoughtfully: "This is a big dish that I never get tired of eating on the dining table of the Chinese people for a long time."

Yun Chu chuckled and said: "I can't serve the table now, but in the future, it will definitely become a household name and will be integrated into their blood."

Fei Jiu smiled, and didn't ask Yunchu what he wanted to do. He just felt that it was really comfortable to work with Yunchu. Now, he only wanted to be comfortable. Only in this way could he suppress the heavy feeling in his chest, almost like Mount Tai. General sadness.

After making the dumplings, Yunchu really wanted to eat a bowl, but was stopped by Mrs. Cui. Mrs. Cui's reason was that since Yun's rule is to eat dumplings as the staple food from New Year's Eve until the third day of junior high school, then this rule cannot be broken .

Only strictly enforced rules can be passed down for a long time.

The yard is full of frozen dumplings, but Yunchu has no dumplings to eat, so he wants to invite Fei Jiu to Jinchangfang for a stroll, but Fei Jiu just wants to go to the small house next to his concierge to drink some cans of tea, Cover up with the quilt and have a good sleep.

In the afternoon, snow began to fall in the sky, and Yunchu ordered Liu Yi to close the gate of Jinchangfang to prepare for a quiet Spring Festival.

The Jinchang Square, which had been bustling for almost a year, suddenly became quiet, and the white snow fell on the hair crown of the giant phoenix, making the giant phoenix even more pure.

The white snow falls on the bluestone path, it will melt soon, falls on the ditch, it will melt into the water, falls on the green bamboo, the green bamboo bends down, and falls on the panda's head... nothing can be seen, it is still the same as before stout.

Only the big wild goose pagoda looks more brilliant and beautiful after the snow falls. A bunch of pigeons fly through the air, and the whining sound of the pigeon whistle echoes the sound of the windmill turning.

At this time, Jinchangfang is quite a bit hidden in a small building to form a unified system, regardless of his feeling of being born in spring, summer and winter and autumn.

The appearance of Fufu is the appearance of Jinchangfang now. Even if it is isolated from the world, it will not feel panic, only innumerable calmness and calmness.

The red paper that Yu Xiurong ordered years ago finally arrived, and there was a lot of it, enough for the entire Jinchangfang women to use.

During the Chinese New Year, red paper is very useful, the first is to paste Spring Festival couplets.

This thing did not exist before the Tang Dynasty, but it was created by Yunchu. The year before last, he wrote it for the first time at the Fangmen of Jinchangfang.Hengpi, there are more than auspicious couplets like this.

Then, Liu Yi, the flatterer, ordered every household to write. Couplets appeared one after another.

The ink writing on the red paper is really indescribably festive, and Jinchangfang is a good place that people in Chang'an come to once a year.

Some scholars thought this method was very good, so they posted their own couplets on their doorsteps one after another. After two years of fermentation, it would be very vulgar to not post a pair of couplets on their doorsteps during the Chinese New Year.

Another function of red paper is paper-cutting. In the past, people in Chang'an mostly used white paper to cut paper. Ever since Yunchu told Yu Xiurong to try using red paper, the practice of cutting paper with red paper and pasting it on windows has become popular. Come.

On the New Year's Eve, Yunchu took all the staff of Wannian County, riding horses, riding cars, walking, walking through half of Chang'an City.

Today is actually a day to rest and take a bath, but Yunchu hopes to let the people of Wannian County know that after the Chinese New Year, the government is still there, and if there are lawbreakers, the black sheep will be severely punished.

Send people to Pingzhun Medicine Hall, School, Mercy Orphanage, and Yizhuang to deliver wine, rice and grain. Yunchu announced that the six seals of the county government will not be released until after the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, and they will also be given to them. This year's hard work has come to a successful conclusion.

For the people of Chang'an, the six years of Yonghui has passed completely. What they don't know is that during the six years of Yonghui that they passed through many disasters, later historians called it "Yonghui" Prosperity"!
In the past six years, the national strength of the Tang Dynasty has been booming, and the years of good harvests are more than the years of famine. Although there is still not enough to eat, but it is good to be safe, and it is good to be safe.

When it was getting dark, all the bells in Chang'an City were tolled, and each bell was entrusted with people's good expectations for the new year.

Yunchu also hopes that people's wishes will come true.

He can't guarantee elsewhere, at least, in Wannian County, the first year of Xianqing will definitely be better than that of Yonghui.

And, yes.

　I thought that after the event was over, I could stay in the hotel and code well, but I was dragged to give a lecture on "The Aesthetic Structure of Internet Literature"...

　　I am now thinking, how should I write, how should I speak, how should I make PPT, and how can I use my eloquence to make those college students understand that I am not a big bastard in the Internet literature field?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)