Settled in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 41
Xue Lang greeted Xiong Lang to enter the door——

This general Lang had met when he attended the meeting. At that time, the female official Liu introduced him, saying that he was General Zuo Lang.Although they are colleagues, they can only be regarded as one-sided acquaintances.Although I don't know why this person came to the door so early in the morning, Xue Lang would not refuse the opportunity to meet his colleagues.

Wanfu wanted to call Mr. Xiong Xiaolang to come in, but he actually ran away, so he had to close the door and go back to the courtyard.

"When I saw Master Xue in the princess's mansion that morning, my old Xiong wanted to be close to Master Xue, but he was busy with military affairs and had no chance to get close to him. Unexpectedly, the general assigned Master Xue to this yard to be my old bear. If you are a neighbor, this is fate, from now on, we should get closer."

Xiong Lang jumped out one word after another, Xue Lang was so enthusiastic that Xue Lang was a little inexplicable. In other words, apart from being colleagues and having only met once, they seem to be strangers, right?Are the ancients so enthusiastic? !Xue Lang is a bit square.

The yard is so big, when people enter the door, the pots in the yard can be seen at a glance. Xiong Lang looked at the cauldron eagerly, took a breath of the fragrance almost greedily, and said with a smile: "Master Xue is here. Making morning food? We have set up pots in the courtyard, no wonder the fragrance has been fragrant all night, and it makes me so greedy. What kind of food is this?"

My eyes are fixed on the pot, and I can hardly pull it out!
Now, Xue Lang understands!
The co-author is here for the meat in the pot!

So, Xue Lang laughed and said: "Yesterday I asked Wanfu to buy a fat pig, slaughter it and cook it. The pig's head and large intestine have been cooked, and the pig's trotters are being cooked in this pot. But the smell has spread to the next door? But Unaccustomed to the smell of braised pork? Ah, I’m really sorry, I forgot that Tang people are not used to this pork, so I asked them to move the pot to the kitchen.”

"do not!"

Xiong Lang will grab Xue Lang's arm——

Fuck!Xiong Lang Jiang, those are a pair of unicorn arms, right?It's still a very high-level one, and it hurts so much to catch!

"General Xiong Lang..."

Xue Lang looked at the opponent's hand pointingly.Xiong Lang will react, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the people who practice martial arts are strong, I forgot that Master Xue is a literati, but you hurt Master Xue?"

Is this a corner and say he is a weak chicken?

Xue Lang really wanted to give him a pair of hygienic eyes and a poker face.However, in order to maintain good neighborliness and maintain a good relationship with colleagues, I could only endure it and said with a smile, "It's okay, I can bear this little pain."

Xiong Lang will immediately give a thumbs up: "Master Xue is a real man! My old bear's iron arms can pull a six-stone bow, yet Master Xue is safe under my old bear's grasp. It can be seen Not ordinary people."

Fuck!Are you kidding me?
Seeing Xiong Langjiang's serious and serious eyes, Xue Lang almost believed it!
The corner of his mouth twitched: "Xiong Lang will pass the prize."

General Xiong Lang obviously has higher skills than Xue Lang, or it may be because his beard is too thick, covering his expression. His acting skills are comparable to Oscar winners, and he said with a smile: "A certain family seems to be a few years older than Xue Langjun, and they are also under the command of the general. As an official, why don't Master Xue call a certain old bear, and a certain one calls Master Xue brother Xue, okay?"

As he spoke, his eyes were still looking at people sincerely.Xue Lang... Xue Lang's thick skin is not as thick as that of a human being, and he has already decided to give up on himself: "Alright, please, old bear."

Xiong Langjiang smiled with satisfaction, and followed Xue Lang to sit down in the main hall with his head held high and his chest held high. Before he left, he looked at the cauldron with stewed pig's trotters, took a deep breath, and looked intoxicated.

As soon as Xue Lang welcomed General Xiong Lang into the main hall, he saw that General Xiong Lang didn't intend to leave for a while, so he asked Mo Zhu to make some tea. It’s easy to join the army, easy to join the army, and it’s easy to get a famous assassin.”

Uh... why did the recorder join the army?Could it be because of Hugh Mu that everyone is more free?However, at Xue Lang's place, no one has informed him of Xiu Mu. Is this the rhythm for him to continue to work?

"Invite Yi to join the army."

Xue Lang cupped his hands towards General Xiong Lang: "Old Xiong, please sit down a moment, my younger brother is going to meet Yi Junjun."

Old Xiong smiled and waved his hands: "Go, go, Brother Xue, hurry up and get busy. By the way, I remind Brother Xue, my house is just behind this Tingfengyuan. Yi Canjun's house is next to your yard. , opposite the small side door is Yi Canjun's house."

Between the words, it seems to have something to say.

Xue Lang understood it, and instantly blacked out, making a silent decision in his heart——

No more yard stews again!If you want to stew, you can stew it in the kitchen. However, I don’t know if the smell in the kitchen can be smelled outside?

Yi Chong'an, who joined the army as a recorder, looks much more refined than General Xiong Lang, wearing a long robe, with three long beards, a Chinese character face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looks like the portrait of the God of Wealth that Xue Lang has seen in modern times, There was a sense of harmony.

"Master Xue, Yimou hastily visited and disturbed you!"

"Yi Canjun is polite, please come in quickly."

Yi Canjun is obviously more particular than Lao Xiong. He came with a gift, although that gift seemed to be found at home——

A bag of tea, a jar of wine.

Xue Lang said a few words to him politely, this guy talked more than the old bear, he just meant the same thing, he lived next door, and when everyone in Xiumu was free, he would pay a visit and get in touch with his colleagues.

Xue Lang laughed and had no choice but to welcome him into the main hall.

Entering the main hall, General Xiong Lang and Yi Canjun met each other with expressions of "you're here too" on their faces.

That's right, it's just gossip, talking about meaningless things, or discussing with Xue Lang the process of his return from a foreign country——

God knows that process, Xue Lang also made it up, so he had to excuse that he didn't want to recall some unhappy memories, changed the topic, and the three of them chatted nonsense together at the rhythm of General Xiong Lang and Yi Joining the Army.

Anyway, judging from what the two of them meant, they didn't intend to go back to eat Chaoshi.Xue Lang still has work on hand, and Xue Lang can't start work unless the two of them are sent away.

Therefore, Xue Lang explained directly: "My little brother has stewed pork head and large intestines here. If you two don't think it's pork, how about staying here for breakfast?"

General Xiong Lang and Yi Canjun looked at each other, and laughed loudly, Yi Canjun said: "I have my wish, I dare not invite you."

General Xiong Lang also patted his knees and laughed loudly: "My old bear has been waiting for Brother Xue all morning. To tell you the truth, Brother Xue's stewed meat is too fragrant. I have been hooked since last night. My old bear couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come over and see what delicious food was cooked, so mouth-watering! No, did you come to the door early in the morning with the cheek?"

Yi Canjun nodded in agreement: "It's the same with Yi. I never imagined that being a neighbor with Mr. Xue would also suffer from this glutton's squirming. In order to appease the glutton in his belly, he had to come here early in the morning to smell the fragrance. It's impolite to visit rashly. Sorry!"

These two are really—

Xue Lang laughed: "My little brother grew up outside. Pork, mutton, fish, and beef are all eaten there. After coming here, I heard that people with status don't eat pork. I thought that everyone would not like it." But my little brother has such a stomach that he can’t enjoy the blessing of mutton, and if he eats any more, he might get sores on his mouth and tongue.”

(End of this chapter)