Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 225 The picky taste has changed again
Seeing the laughter in the whole yard, Shen was helpless, but she didn't stop it.

Bai Ningxiang looked at the little man speechlessly, "Can you cook?"

"······I can eat."

The little man looked at the contents of the bucket, and his eyes lit up instantly.
"Wait, besides eating, I also know how to make delicious food, steamed, braised, spicy, delicious, as long as someone helps me carry the spoon."

"Aunt Deng, help her." Bai Ningxiang nodded, she had already experienced the foodie attribute.

"Hey," Aunt Deng looked at the incongruous little boy. Although she was puzzled, she also had expectations after seeing the snowy mooncakes she made.

Bai Ningxiang looked at Yixiong, "What flavor does Yixiong like, let the little man play it."

Anyway, there are enough ingredients, even if a little is wasted, it is enough for them to eat.

"I'm fine no matter what, I'm not picky eaters."

As a military commander, as long as he can fill his stomach, it doesn't matter whether he eats well or not. Every year when he goes home, his mother asks the cook to cook some of the foods he loved when he was a child.

Listening to the brother-in-law's explanation, Bai Ningxiang was stunned for a moment,

As far as I remember, brother-in-law is very picky. Among the few dishes he likes, he tastes them even if he makes a slight mistake. He is almost harsh. Now he says he is not picky eaters, how can he believe it?

Thinking of this, Bai Ningxiang was taken aback, could it be that something went wrong again.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the doubt in the righteous sister's eyes, Han Jing raised her eyebrows.

"Cough~, it's just a little strange." Naturally, Bai Ningxiang couldn't tell what she had seen in her previous life, but Brother Yi seemed to have guessed the reason for her confusion.

"If I'm in Qingdu, I can be picky as much as I want. Firstly, if I have conditions, secondly, it can make people feel at ease. If I'm in the military camp, if I display these son's records, it's easy to get caught in a sack."

Although Han Jing's tone was ridiculed, Bai Ningxiang didn't ignore the flash of deep meaning in his eyes.

It turned out that she didn't know too much about Yixiong.

Once reborn, every time I dream back at midnight, many things that I didn't understand before slowly surfaced.

A person who is too capable and perfect is not necessarily a good thing.

Appropriately exposing some shortcomings is always more reassuring.

Just like the Han family, three generations of loyal, devoted to serve the country, still live cautiously.

I heard that the old general is an infatuated seed. He has only one wife in his life, who is the grandmother of his brother-in-law, and only one son in his life to inherit the mantle.

In the generation of General Han, that is, the father of the righteous brother, he obviously ran counter to his father, with wives and concubines in groups, passionate seeds.

As for the righteous brother, he has never seen him being infatuated, nor has he ever seen a passionate appearance. His only hobby is to pay attention to food.

For mutton, they eat three-month-old lambs on the northwest grassland. For fish, they eat Qingjiang fish raised in mountain springs. For pork, they only eat the tenderest plum meat, which is the upper shoulder of pigs.

It is said that on a pig of two or three hundred catties, the plum blossom meat is only five or six catties. It is tender and fragrant, not greasy at all, the meat is delicious, and it will not age after a long time of cooking...

Thinking of this, Bai Ningxiang's heart twitched, and she recalled again the incident of her righteous brother being plotted against in her previous life. It was obvious that he had outstanding abilities, was able to lead the army well, and was loved by the people.

But when the brother-in-law was plotted against, the monarch let it go, and even blamed the brother-in-law for being young and frivolous, and wasting human life... The deepest part of it is not to be thought about.

"It turns out that it's the first time for Yoshi to celebrate this kind of the most ordinary Mid-Autumn Festival. We ordinary people have no rules, except for offering sacrifices to the moon god at night, and eating moon cakes and melon seeds together. You can't dislike it."

(End of this chapter)