Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 22 Delicious
The bowl of shiitake mushroom wontons is indeed very fragrant. There are [-] wontons in a large bowl, and the green onions and green vegetables are delicious.

Xie Zhijun has a small appetite and can't eat so many wontons at all. As soon as the coarse porcelain sea bowl was served, she filled it with a spoon into the Weiji bowl.

Wei Ji said quickly, "I knew you couldn't eat it, so I asked for two bowls."

Xie Zhiyun ignored him, filled half of the wontons, then poured a little balsamic vinegar into the bowl, and ate slowly.

The wonton skin is very thin, it can be broken by blowing bombs, and it melts in the mouth. When you bite lightly, the meat filling containing mushrooms pours into your mouth.

The meat filling is not heavy, but just right, with the aroma of shiitake mushrooms, it makes people's tongues fresh.

Xie Zhiyun had been hungry for a long time, and after eating three in a row, she felt better in her stomach. She exhaled lightly, only then realized that Wei Ji had been looking at her.

"What are you looking at?" Xie Zhiyun glanced at him, "Aren't you hungry?"

Wei Ji eats boldly and is not too hot. He scoops up two wontons in one spoon and stuffs them directly into his mouth.

"I'm really hungry."

Xie Zhiyun suppressed her hunger, and stopped eating bitterly. She tasted the wontons slowly, but her eyes slowly fell on the diners in the canteen.

There are men, women and children who come here to eat. Some people only need half a bowl of wonton, and the wife feeds the children, while the couple only eat the thick noodles in their hands with the soup.

Even so, the family of three is happy and harmonious, with smiles on their faces.

There are also strong men who are five big and three thick, who want a bowl of wontons, plus two bait cakes, and eat Haisai there, as if there is no need to chew, the food will go down naturally.

There are thousands of people and thousands of faces.

When Xie Zhijun came back to his senses, he had already eaten a bowl of wonton without knowing it, even the palm-sized fried egg inside, the bottom of the bowl was clear, and the soup was all gone.

She finished eating here, and Wei Ji had almost finished eating there.

Xie Zhiyun looked at the strong man on the other side, and then at Wei Ji: "Is there enough food?"

Wei Ji followed her gaze and couldn't help smiling.

"It's all for snacks in the afternoon. You don't need to eat too much, just make up for it. In the evening, you have to eat dinner."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

All right, thanks to the prosperity of Su Guogong's mansion, if you are poor, they can't support you.

After finishing their late lunch, the husband and wife left the small food shed. With food in their stomachs, they didn't feel the famine was unbearable, and Xie Zhiyun also had the mind to go shopping.

She looked left and right, and asked Wei Ji: "This place is remote, it's not on the main road, and you can't see this alley from West Market, how did the young master know about this place?"

Wei Ji's hands were propped up behind her, preventing anyone from getting close to this delicate young lady.

"I came here with my brothers. When I came here, I found that the food stalls here are all old shops for many years. They can only stand on this street because of their craftsmanship. The taste is very good."

Although Xie Zhiyun only tasted one restaurant, seeing the endless stream of diners on both sides of the food stalls, it is rare to agree with him.

"Not bad, it's really good."

No one will not be impressed by the mushroom wonton, even Miss Qianjin, who never tires of eating and eating, is no exception.

Wei Ji chuckled softly: "Brothers still like this bowl of wonton the most. It's hot, and a bowl can warm your heart."

"So every time I came back from the war, I would invite them over to eat a bowl, which is like returning to this world of fireworks."

Xie Zhijun listened to him quietly, and stopped involuntarily.

Wei Ji thought she had something to say, so he stopped too, but Xie Zhiyun didn't speak, her eyes fell on a food shed.

There are no tables and chairs in this food shed, but wine jars sealed with oiled paper are piled up, and the young boss is sitting idly on the bamboo chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

There is a handwritten bamboo sign hanging on the food shed, with the word Lieshui written on it, which is very casual.

Wei Ji followed Xie Zhiyun's gaze, and couldn't help but said: "This is the wine brewed by the people themselves. Because there is no liquor license, the price is much cheaper than the wine in the tavern. Soldiers in the army will occasionally eat it."

Xie Zhiyun was a little surprised.

"Young master knows that this wine shop is not in compliance with the law, why didn't you investigate it?"

With his left hand, Wei Ji pushed her forward, and led her to the wine shop.

"They are selling water, how can we investigate and deal with it?"

Xie Zhiyun was speechless, and came to the wine shop with him.

As soon as the two of them arrived, the young boss said: "The water is sold at fifteen Wen per jar, if you bring your own jar, it will cost you ten Wen and five catties."

Wei Ji is familiar with the road: "I want two altars."

When the two bought wine and returned to the carriage, Xie Zhiyun was still a little surprised.

She has been taught by Xie Yuan for many years, even if she has never been an official in the court, she can memorize the laws and government orders fluently. The sale of alcohol in violation of the regulations is clearly prohibited in North Vietnam, and she will be sent to prison.

Although Yezhou was under the rule of Duke Su, Wei Ji, as a young prince, turned a blind eye to illegal wine sales, and even bought two altars, how could it not be surprising.

"Why don't you care?" Xie Zhiyun was still puzzled.

Wei Ji looked at her, but asked, "Why does the North Vietnamese court charge wine tax?"

"Naturally, it is because the imperial government is short of money and the national treasury is not rich, so tea, wine, salt and iron have to be taxed."

Speaking of this, Xie Zhiyun just came back to his senses.

"Young master, what do you mean, Yezhou does not lack this liquor tax?"

Wei Ji smiled casually: "Why is there no shortage? There are wars every year, and the treasury is empty. Yezhou does not have to pay taxes to the North Vietnamese court, but it is not considered rich. Compared with the prosperity of the past, it can be said that it is poor now. .”

Xie Zhiyun listened quietly to him, and asked: "In that case..."

Wei Ji didn't wait for her to finish, and said: "This jar of wine only sells for fifteen renminbi, and it doesn't use rice grains, but thorn fruits that are rarely eaten. This wine has a sour taste, but It can enter the throat and is also spicy, so it is very cheap."

"Fifteen Wen's wine, the tax money is only one or two Wen, even if he sells a hundred jars a day, it is only two hundred Wen at most. Compared with Ku Yinkong, it is just a drop in the bucket, but the people in the vicinity can get benefits. , the store can also survive.”

Xie Zhiyun was really shocked when he heard this.

In the 18 years since she was a child, she knew that she should abide by the law and be honest and responsible, but she didn't expect to see things in this way.

Seeing her widening her eyes, Wei Ji gave a low laugh.

"If the streets and alleys are full of this kind of wine shop, it's not allowed, but the soldiers also said that there are only two in the whole Yezhou, and they still sell thorn wine, so there is no strict prohibition."

"National laws and family regulations cannot be generalized, and they must be flexibly explored in order to gain the truth."

Wei Ji looked into Xie Zhijun's eyes, with obvious admiration in his eyes.

"This is what Father said," Wei Ji said, "Now I will tell you too."

Too many things happened today, Xie Zhiyun couldn't help being a little distracted, Wei Ji didn't discuss it any more when he said this, and he didn't talk to her until he sent Xie Zhiyun home.

"You are also tired today, go back and have a rest, if you still have questions, we can talk about it tonight."

Xie Zhiyun looked up at him, and saw that there was no tiredness between his brows, and he seemed to be able to fight from time to time, so he couldn't help being a little envious.

She paused, then said: "That's it, the little father-in-law will go and come back early."

It was rare to say a soft word.

Wei Ji nodded with her, turned around and strode away.

Xie Zhijun watched his back disappear, stood quietly for a while, and then returned to Chunhuating.

It was already Shen Shi, and Xie Zhijun felt very sleepy after running around for a day.

She personally lit a piece of sandalwood from Guiyin Temple. In the quiet fragrance, she fell asleep immediately after lying down.

This sleep was very deep, without any disturbance from dreams, when she woke up again, it was already Shen Shizheng.

It was very quiet inside and outside the main room. Xie Zhiyun's mind was empty, and she didn't know what to think about. She just lay quietly for a while, and she got up and got dressed when she was a little thirsty.

Muyun heard the movement, and came in to wait for her to change and have tea.

"The maidservant went to Rongjing Hall with the ceremony in the morning. The Duke's wife seems to be still asleep. She is the maidservant that Madam Zhao saw. Mrs. Dao is in good health today. It won't be too late to see the lady when Miss returns home."

Xie Zhiyun nodded, she changed into a moon-white hydrangea beanie, combed her hair again, and then left the bedroom.

Grandma Jia was cooking white fungus and lotus seed soup outside, and when she saw her come out, she smiled lovingly: "Miss, let's have a bowl of lotus seed soup. There are a lot of things at home these days, so be careful about getting angry."

Xie Zhiyun sat down and ate a small bowl, and said, "Nurse and I will go to Rongjingtang."

Grandma Jia said, "OK."

After all, she couldn't help praising Xie Zhijun: "Our young lady is good, she is filial and pitiful, she is so dedicated to the master and the young master, and she is also gentle and considerate to the uncle."

Nanny Jia sighed exaggeratedly: "Miss is the best lady in the world."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

Xie Zhiyun blushed: "Nurse, why are you flattering me again? I'm so embarrassed."

Grandma Jia didn't agree with her modesty: "Mommy always tells the truth, what's the point of flattery? Miss is the best, you are kind, loyal and filial, and you will definitely get better and better in the future."

After all, Nanny Jia was the caring person who raised her up. She knew that she must be upset when she returned home today, and she also heard what Xie Yuan said, so she wanted to persuade her and make her happy.

Although Xie Zhijun lost her mother since she was a child, she still has her by her side, and she feels satisfied with Chaoyu Muyun.

As long as people know how to be content, they probably won't feel complacent.

Xie Zhiyun held Nanny Jia's hand: "Thank you, Nanny, I am lucky to have you by my side."

Nanny Jia patted her hand and said with a smile, "It's also Nanny's luck."

After eating the tremella and lotus seed soup, Xie Zhijun put on his cloak and led Nanny Jia to Rongjingtang.

Rongjing Hall was extremely quiet today, and Xie Zhiyun didn't hear any noise from inside when he reached the door.

Zhao Nanny knew her movements early in the morning, and was already waiting at the door.

Xie Zhiyun asked: "How is mother?"

Contrary to what Mu Yun said, Zhao Mama's face was a little pale: "Young Madam, let's go and have a look."

(End of this chapter)