Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 648 Brine tofu

Chapter 648 Brine tofu

April.

The wheat in Yongzhou is filling, and Sima Tang's ceremony is running non-stop, so much so that even Si Hu and the army commander Wang Fuqi can't keep up.

Li Qianyu, the imperial censor, impeached Li Min, the governor of Guozhou and king of Shu, and beat Yang Daozheng, the Dianjun who tried to dissuade him.

The emperor was angry and demoted Li Min to be the governor of Huangzhou. He encouraged Yang Daozheng and promoted him to the captain of Zhechong in Kuangdaofu.

"Chang'an Chronicle" records that Kuangdao Mansion is located in Jinchengfang, Chang'an.

Huangzhou covers the three counties of Huanggang, Macheng and Huangpi, and governs Huanggang. It is 140 miles away from Chang'an and is the birthplace of "Dongpo Pork" in the Song Dynasty.

Changsun Wuji, who usually liked to mutter a few words, just smiled and said nothing.

News of an earthquake came again in Jinju, but it was not too tragic.

I don’t know what kind of evil Jinzhou committed. In less than a year, there were three earthquakes, and the first one was particularly tragic.

These three times are clearly recorded in the "Old Book of Tang" and are not fabricated. The casualties are also recorded.

Even if Yongzhou could make some savings, in addition to dealing with drought locusts, Fan Zheng would not dare to open his mouth without authorization and organize Yongzhou to provide assistance.

The tone of "when one side is in trouble, support from all sides" is too high. Unless the imperial court initiates it, Fan Zheng would not dare to take the lead.

When the time comes, Fan Zheng will choke to death with the words "What do you want to do?"

Some things cannot be done without the right people or institutions.

Of course, this does not prevent Lu Yisheng from helping Jinzhou in the name of Dunhuafang.

Mainly some eight-year-old millet, some dried vegetables that are easy to store, and some large salt.

Chen Su was transferred by Li Jingheng, who joined the army in Sicang, Yongzhou. It is well preserved, but it will expire in another year.

It's not that Dunhuafang is reluctant to buy new millet, but whether the new millet will turn into expired futures of furoic acid when it arrives in Jinzhou!

Don't overestimate people's hearts. This kind of bad things happen in endlessly, and there are many people who have experienced it waiting to take advantage of it.

After eight years of Chen Su, no one is willing to cause trouble, and there is really not much room for profit.

People who scold people when they see old grain being used for disaster relief are probably ignorant of the world.

As long as the food is not sour, that's a good thing.

Real disaster victims, as long as they have enough to eat, how can they dare to be poor?
Even if there is sand in the old grain, I can only spit out this mouthful and continue eating.

Those who can be despised are definitely not the victims of the disaster.

Occasions of jumping nymphs have appeared, and some counties have actually caught them and sent them to them.

The dry to wet conversion was very troublesome. Fortunately, Chen Zuchang, who joined the military, was proficient in this aspect and saved Fan Zheng's trouble.

Dry it, walk in the stone mill, mix the chaff, and take it back to Dunhuafang to test the quality.

Well, if there are any official children in the state government who don't want to serve others with sex, it would be a good idea to raise chickens and ducks with this mixture.

What makes Fan Zheng lose face is that none of the officials are willing to raise poultry instead.

Yes, it's so tiring to work, it's better to just lie down and let others control you.

Anyway, if you can’t see the future, why bother struggling?

It can only be said that there may not be those among the official children who have a noble temperament and are willing to support themselves, but they are not among this batch of Yongzhou official children.

Having no choice, Fan Zheng put aside his good intentions and assigned Wei Yin and Yang, who was a member of the military affairs department, to two miscellaneous households for trial use.

In a cart of materials, Fan Zheng filled most of the bucket, mixed it with water until it was semi-wet, and took Brother Fan Baili and Lu Feijia to the pond in front of the winery.

The sound of "quack" was heard endlessly. The quack of five hundred ducks sounded loud to Fan Zheng's ears, but to Fan Baili, Fan Mingqian and Lu Feijia, it sounded like celestial music.

"Fan Baili, the duck is getting fat again!"

Lu Feijia twisted his butt, smiled and licked his lips.

Fan Baili chuckled, grabbed a handful of wet ingredients from the bucket, shaped them into several finger-sized balls, and threw them into the pond.

"Quack", the ducks competed for food and pecked each other's beaks from time to time.

Fan Mingqian clumsily grabbed a handful of wet material and threw it into the pond, causing a group of ducks to compete for food and making Fan Mingqian giggle.Lu Feijia threw out a large handful: "Eat quickly, grow fat quickly, gourd duck!"

Fan Zheng laughed and called him a "foodie" before he remembered that due to the collapse of Emperor Zhenguan's mausoleum, the gourd duck had been a home-cooked dish for nearly a year, and it really had been a long time since he had served the gourd duck.

Patting Fan Baili, Fan Zheng laughed: "Okay, let Shishou make gourd duck today!"

Fan Baili winked at Lu Feijia proudly.

Yes, Fan Baili is the mastermind!

Lei Shisan and others used nets to catch a few fat ducks, which allowed Fan Baili and others to eat to their full satisfaction.

For the record, Lu Feijia can eat half of a gourd duck by himself, and Lu Jiasheng can destroy an entire gourd duck by himself!
This father and son are so terrifying!
In the outer courtyard, Lei Qi and the others skillfully twisted the head of the jumping frog, removed the internal organs, wrapped it in flour mixed with chicken, and deep-fried it in a pan. The oil was fragrant.

Fan Mingqian blinked his eyes desperately and pinched his little finger: "Aye, can I taste a little bit? Just a little bit."

Fan Zheng laughed: "Eat it, no matter how much it is, be careful it's hot and blow it."

I don’t know where Fan Laoshi and Yuan Luan heard the parenting advice from, telling their children to eat more staple food, less snacks, and no fried food...

Under normal circumstances, Fan Zheng is too lazy to fight, but he will protect Fan Baili brothers and quietly satisfy their appetites.

Don't do this or that, but you can't explain why. Open your mouth and say "you don't understand", and shut up and say "other people say". Anyway, it's just your own family saying that it doesn't work.

Not to mention Fan Zheng speaking, even if Fan Zheng pulled Dr. Jiang Baizhi in front of them, they could still talk full of truth.

According to them, Fan Zheng didn't even know how he had survived for so many years.

Big and small chewed the fragrant oyster cakes with happy smiles on their faces.

Fan Laoshi poked his head out of the inner courtyard, glared at Fan Zheng, and said angrily: "I don't know, baby, it's best not to eat fried food..."

"Yeah yeah, eat!"

Fan Mingqian ran to Fan Laoshi in two steps and tried his best to lift the wooden bowl.

Because he was not stable when carrying the bowl and was afraid of being hurt by the ceramic shards, this wooden bowl was carefully polished by Fan Laoshi, who had returned to his old business. It is light and strong.

"Yeah, yeah, no..." Fan Laoshi leaned down and softened his expression, but Fan Mingqian stuffed his entrance with a wooden spoon. "eat."

Fan Zheng smiled secretly.

Add brine to the tofu, and one thing will be reduced to another. Fan Laoshi's bad temper was completely overcome by Fan Mingqian.

"Yeah, eat it, grandma eat it, grandma eat it..."

As soon as the sincere nirvana came out, the old stubborn could only swallow his words.

No way, if you dare not eat, Fan Mingqian will dare to cry for you.

Besides, the fried pancakes made by Lei Qi and the others are delicious.

Even if you don't add additional ingredients such as Qinjiao, Cornus officinalis, and pepper, the freshly made Tiaoyu Cake will still make people's index fingers tickle.

Fan Baili took a few bites, ran out of the house, and brought Aunt Fan and her family over, with a look of pride on his face.

"Auntie, try my homemade oyster cakes!"

Aunt Fan couldn't help laughing: "Sure enough, Fan Baili still remembers my aunt!"

Aunt Fan can make crispy pork herself, and she has also grilled Tiaoji before, but she has never tried the combination of the two.

"The banquet will be held later. Let's eat gourd duck. Auntie, don't leave." Fan Baili said with a smile.

Zhen Bang couldn't help teasing Fan Baili: "Brother, the problem here is the Hou Mansion. You, Aye, are in charge. You don't have any say."

Zhen Xing rolled his eyes and expressed contempt for his brother's childish behavior.

It's not dignified at all. It's time for a mother-in-law to take care of it.

Fan Baili patted his chest in an old-fashioned manner: "The Mr. Fan can be half the family, so I have the final say over the guests."

Du Shengxia couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like