Sir, I just want to be a salted fish

Chapter 3 Big Brother Foodie
The mother, Liu, came from a scholarly family and had strict requirements for her children. For example, Tang Bingxuan had such a lazy temperament that she still had to complete all her homework before she could lie down comfortably the rest of the time.

Tang Bingxuan's forehead hurts when she thinks about the past, and she can't bear to look back at the past in the bright moonlight.

The twelfth lunar month is approaching, and the engagement is just around the corner. After more than ten years of hard work, I have finally adapted to the life of a noble girl from a high family. If I marry into a high family and become the head of the house, I will have to work hard and take care of family affairs all my life. There is no merit in hard work, only what is deserved.

Back at Chaoxia Courtyard, Tang Bingxuan was lying on her side on the couch, supporting her forehead with one hand and unconsciously filling her mouth with red date cake.

Since you have to marry your eldest son, you have to find a family with as little trouble as possible and a harmonious family.

"Zhi Xia, please ask Grandma Sun to inquire about the inner chambers of Chengguo Duke's Mansion and Changping Bo's Mansion."

Grandma Sun is the gatekeeper of Asakayuan. She is the best at establishing relationships, chatting and sniffing out gossip. If you want to know the news about the inner palace of Beppu, it is best to send her.

Tang Bingxuan sat cross-legged on the couch, thinking about her mother's words in the afternoon. My mother couldn't explain it. Although my father always loved her, he rarely went against her mother's wishes. Otherwise, Tang Bingxuan would not have become successful in playing chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child.

In the entire Duke's Mansion, the only people who could have a say in Tang Bingxuan's marriage were the Duke and his wife, the Dowager Shao. However, my grandmother had not cared about the family for many years. Ever since my mother took over the central government, my grandmother was happy to be an old feudal lord and stay out of everything.

If you want to find out what the temperament of those people is like, you have to have the men in the outer courtyard do things conveniently.

After dinner, Tang Bingxuan asked Zhidong to make some pastries that her eldest brother liked in the small kitchen, and took Zhichun to her eldest brother Tang Wensong's yard.

The courtyards of Tang Wensong's brothers are named after each other. The eldest young master Tang Wensong lives in Songyuan. The courtyards of the brothers are close to the outer courtyard, which is convenient for practicing martial arts and studying.

Tang Wensong is 16 years old, capable of both literary and martial arts. He is tall and lean. He practices martial arts every day and is constantly exposed to wind and sun. His complexion is slightly darker than that of ordinary young men from aristocratic families.

"Brother, are you reading?"

"Sister, why are you here?" Tang Wensong put down "Ling Guozhi", turned it upside down on the table, stood up and welcomed his sister to the living room.

"Ling Guo Zhi" is a collection of records of Ling Guo's decades of large and small battles compiled by the emperor. It is only circulated among the generals.

Tang Wensong's servant was safe. He brought Tang Bingxuan a cup of tea and retreated outside the door with Zhichun.

"Brother, I brought some pastries you like, all made by Zhidong himself." Tang Bingxuan said, taking the pastries out of the food box and putting them on the table.

Zhidong's ancestor was once the imperial chef of the former dynasty. During the war years, his wife and children were separated, and his craftsmanship was gradually lost. At that time, Grandfather Zhidong was alone, hungry and cold, and had to sell himself into slavery. Now, three generations of his grandfather and grandson are working as servants in the Duke's mansion. Fortunately, I left behind a few recipe books. Zhidong was talented and studied from time to time, and the results were remarkable.

Since Zhaoxiayuan opened a small kitchen, the eldest brother, who often stays in the outer courtyard to study literature and martial arts, often finds reasons to come and eat.

One day he said: "My eldest sister's kitchen has just been opened. It's the first time among the sisters. We must have a dinner party to celebrate."

Another day he said: "Sister, brother has a good friend coming to our house today. The kitchen skills are not as good as your Zhidong's. Let Zhidong cook some of his specialty dishes to give brother a good face."

Another day he said: "Tomorrow is Wenzhu and Bingyan's fifth birthday. My parents will definitely hold a family banquet to celebrate them. It's too rigid for us brothers and sisters to only give gifts. Why not make a table in your small kitchen? , to warm up the birthday party in advance. Call the other siblings, we are more comfortable without the elders around. "

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Over time, Tang Bingxuan noticed that her eldest brother was an invisible foodie under his tall body. Although Duke Rongguo's family comes from a family of military generals, the matriarch of the house has been nurtured by three consecutive generations, from the scholar's daughter of the great-grandmother to the noble daughter of the Shaw family to the scholarly lady of the Liu family. The requirements for raising children have also increased. The higher.

We usually eat together, and the eldest brother follows the dining etiquette of a nobleman and never shows any preference for any dish. My mother once said that the eldest brother was sent to the military camp by his father for training. His body is stronger, but his diet is rough, and he can eat anything. pharynx. Therefore, only a few people know the secret of Big Brother Foodie.

Tang Wensong ate seriously, chewing slowly and carefully. If he could ignore the almost empty plate, he would think that he was just tasting the food.

"Brother, mother is looking after me," Tang Bingxuan said to Tang Wensong in distress.

"You're about to get haircut, so isn't it the right thing to look after others? My mother is looking after me too, so just listen to her, why should you worry about it?"

Tang Bingxuan was speechless looking at this big-hearted brother. The ignorant eldest brother really cannot form an alliance.

"Brother, your father is asking for you to be crowned the crown prince. Your parents will not look after you until the crown prince is crowned. After all, the threshold for marrying a prince is higher than marrying a prince." Tang Bingxuan accused her eldest brother with a look of resentment.

"My eldest brother has investigated all the candidates who come to propose marriage. Some of them are very good. Don't be too picky."

"Am I picky? I just don't want to be a mistress, preside over the middle school, worry about everything all my life, I just want to live a comfortable life."

Tang Wensong thought about the eldest sister's usual temperament, and she was really impatient to worry about the affairs of the house. If her mother had not been strict in discipline since she was a child, the eldest sister would probably not want to do anything except eat, and just want to lie in bed and sleep.

"Sister, ask Zhidong to cook fried spring goose for me tomorrow. I'm tired of all the dishes in the big kitchen." Tang Wensong ate the pastries in his mouth, not forgetting tomorrow's delicious food.

"Brother, you just want to eat. How can you bear to see me, my sister, distressed, unhappy, and depressed?" Tang Bingxuan complained.

"Okay then, tell me what you want from your future brother-in-law, and my eldest brother will give you some advice."

"The ones who are of the same grade as me are the princes of several counties, but the concubines of the county princes are of high rank and are not as easy to discipline as the concubines of the Xungui family, so let's forget it."

"It's not impossible for the eldest son to be an only son. It's better to have more brothers and sisters."

"If he is the youngest son, it is not good if his family background is too low, otherwise there will definitely be bad gossip; he is definitely not good if he is an ignorant and incompetent bully; it is not good if he is too motivated. Such people not only have high requirements for themselves, but also for their pillows. The people around me must also be very demanding, it’s too tiring.”

"..." Tang Wensong looked at his eldest sister speechlessly. Is this a requirement for mate selection? I'm afraid it's not that complicated to choose a prince-in-law.

"Sister, can we be more realistic? It's so easy for you to die at home without getting married."

The key is that as the eldest sister in the family, she must get married, otherwise the younger sisters will not be able to survive.

"Okay, let's be realistic. Brother, do your sister a little favor, hehe."

"If you have anything to do, just say it. Brother will do his best and will never shirk the responsibility."

"Brother, that's great. Sister, I will ask Zhidong to make fried spring goose for you tomorrow, and add an assorted shrimp dish. It will be delivered before dinner."

(End of this chapter)