When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 32 Noodles
Guan Yu's rosy face showed embarrassment. He clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Zhen, I am just a martial arts actor. Apart from my elder brother, the person I respect the most is Director Zhen. I cannot bear the title of 'Second Master Guan'. You can just call me by my courtesy name. No, just call me by my first name, Guan. It will be fine."

"Okay, Master."

Zhen Youfu circled around Guan Yu, seemingly not hearing what Guan Yu said at all, and exclaimed to himself: "It's so similar. Look at his temperament and his standing posture. He is exactly the same as I imagined Second Master to be! Could it be that Second Master is really resurrected?!"

Zhen Youfu's enthusiastic look made Guan Yu feel uncomfortable.

Zhen De couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stepped forward and said, "Dad, calm down. This is my actor! Lord Guan is still hanging on the wall."

Zhen De pointed to the statue of Guan Yu hanging in the living room and said sorry to Guan Yu a thousand times in his heart.

He glanced at Guan Yu's reaction, and fortunately he was not angry. Instead, he looked at him with gratitude.

Zhen Youfu came back to his senses and said to Guan Yu with an apologetic look on his face: "Sorry, young man, I'm a fan of the Three Kingdoms, and you look too much like Guan Yu."

Guan Yu said: "Uncle, what are you saying? I am flattered."

Seeing Zhen Youfu return to normal, Zhen De finally felt relieved.

Zhen Youfu said, "You are really polite, young man." He turned his eyes to Liu Bei and Zhang Fei and exclaimed

"Uncle Liu! Master Zhang San!!!"

Zhen De's face fell.

"Lanying, what are you still standing there for? Liu, Guan and Zhang are here to visit us! Bring us some tea!"

A female voice floated out from the kitchen, "I'm just mixing the flour, aren't I? Old Zhen, can't you just move on your own?"

"Okay, okay."

Zhen Youfu rushed into the inner room in a hurry to look for the electric kettle.

Zhen De said to Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei: "I'm sorry, Lao Liu, Er Ge, and Ah Fei, my dad is impatient, please don't be offended."

Liu Bei said cheerfully, "Director Zhen, what are you talking about? Uncle Zhen is warm and sincere, which is a blessing for us. By the way, Director Zhen, what is your aunt's 'kneading noodles'?"

"Kneading dough," Zhen De explained, "making noodles. It's an unwritten rule in my family that when distinguished guests come, we have to make noodles. How about this, Lao Liu, do you want to go and have a look?"

Liu Bei was not embarrassed when Zhen De saw through his thoughts. He nodded and said, "Yes, I am really curious about how to make noodles."

"Then go and take a look. Why are you asking me? When you come to my house, just treat it as your own home. Just be casual." Zhen De began to urge Liu Bei.

Liu Bei was not pretentious. He bowed to Zhen De and walked into the kitchen.

It was Liu Bei's first time to visit the kitchen of the fairyland and the afterlife. The kitchen was completely different from that of the Han Dynasty. It was clean and bright, without any meaning. There was only a middle-aged woman in her forties busying around.

He knew that the woman in front of him should be Director Zhen De's mother, so he immediately bowed and saluted, "Be prepared, I meet Aunt Zhen."

Li Lanying stopped kneading the dough when she heard the voice. She looked at Liu Bei and forced a smile on her face. "You are Xiaode's friend, right? You are really polite and handsome. What's your name?"

"Liu Liu Huang Shu"

"Xiao Liu, why aren't you sitting in the living room? I'll be ready soon. You young people should chat more. Oh, I see. Are you hungry?"

Li Lanying picked up a towel, wiped her hands, and began to rummage through the drawers.

Liu Bei repeatedly stopped her, "Aunt Zhen, no, no, I'm not hungry yet, please don't bother me."

"Here, take it."

Before Liu Bei could finish his words, Li Lanying stuffed his arms full of food.

"This is--"

Liu Bei took a closer look and found eight-treasure porridge, small bread, and sandwich biscuits.

Are these the food that can be taken with you?

It's much better than dried corn rice.
"I'm telling you in secret. This is what I hid. Don't let your Uncle Zhen know about it." Li Lanying said in a low voice.

Seeing that Liu Bei didn't react, she couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong, don't you like it?"

"No, no, I like it very much. Thank you, aunt."

"That's good. By the way, don't call me aunt, it sounds strange. Call me aunt. Okay, let's go find Xiao De and the others. Young people should stay with young people." Seeing that Liu Bei still didn't leave, she asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"

Liu Bei pursed his lips and said, "Aunt Zhen, I want to learn how to make noodles from you."

"Learn how to make noodles?" Li Lanying was amused. "Are young people nowadays interested in this? Even though my son Xiao De can cook, he has never rolled noodles. It's really strange."

Li Lanying originally wanted to say, "What's the point of asking guests to cook?", but when she saw Liu Bei's serious expression, without a trace of falsehood, she swallowed the rest of the words.

"Okay, let me teach you. Go wash your hands first."

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Li Lanying began to seriously teach Liu Bei the techniques and precautions of kneading and rolling noodles.

During this process, she couldn't help but be secretly surprised. This young man had a really strong learning ability. And why, why was he laughing while learning?
"Hey, Xiao Liu, why do you have so many calluses on your hands?"

"When I was young, I followed my mother to weave mats and buy shoes. It has been like this since I was a child."

"Where's your father?"

". Lost his father at a young age"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Li Lanying really wanted to slap herself. He comes from a single-parent family. Isn't this just rubbing salt into the wound?
Liu Bei smiled and said, "Aunt, it's okay. It's all in the past. I can support my family now, all thanks to Director Zhen. Without Director Zhen, I'm afraid I would still be living in confusion."

"You are a good kid." Li Lanying sighed, "If Xiaode dares to bully you, just call me and I will teach him a lesson for you."

"Director Zhen treats us very well and has done us three brothers a great favor."

"Then I feel relieved. I won't say anything more. The noodles are ready!"

Ten minutes later.

Li Lanying and Liu Bei came to the living room carrying six bowls of noodles.

Zhen Youfu crossed his legs and talked eloquently, recounting his glorious achievements in the past, as if he was invincible when he was young.

"Stop bragging, Lao Zhen, let Xiao De's friends eat noodles." Li Lanying said.

Liu, Guan and Zhang began to slurp noodles.

"This meat." Zhang Fei was a little surprised. "It tastes really good!"

Li Lanying said with a smile: "Yes, this is the local pig raised by Uncle Xiaode. It tastes delicious!"

"pig?"

Liu Bei put down his bowl and chopsticks.

During these few days of getting along, Zhen De was able to guess Liu Bei's thoughts. During their private conversations, what Liu Bei asked most was how to improve people's livelihood and how to ensure that everyone had enough to eat.

According to Liu Bei's description, in the Han Dynasty, if an adult male wanted to have enough to eat, he would need to eat thirty dou of corn a month, which is almost two shi.

He explained, isn't it possible to produce corn without oil and water?

Since we can no longer rely on vegetable oils in Dahan, we can only rely on animal oils.

Of all meats, which is the cheapest and most cost-effective?

Answer: Pig.

Unfortunately, pigs in the Han Dynasty did not grow any meat at all.

Zhen De said: Slaughter the pig
I guess Liu Bei was thinking about slaughtering pigs.

as predicted.

Liu Bei stood up quickly, his eyes burning, "Uncle, aunt, can you take me to see it?"

　There should be one more chapter before twelve o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)