A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

It's the end of the year, and the Shen family is constantly shopping every day.

Chen Luo led the ox cart in. In the cart sat Zeng Ermei and many new year's goods.

The term "New Year's goods" only appears in the Shen family, but it is deeply loved by everyone.

There were several slaughtered sheep and some live poultry on the cart.

"elder brother!"

When Guoguo saw the dried fruits and sugar, she couldn't take her eyes away.

When the nine-year-old child was greedy, Shen An coughed dryly, and Yang Zhuoxue, who was counting, raised his head and said, "Officer, how do you get these dried fruits?"

Other people buy dried fruits in small pieces, but the Shen family buys them in big bags, as if they are preparing to use them as staple food.

"Give some to each family."

Dried fruits were not cheap at any time, so the servants were delighted.

"Thank you, sir."

Each family had a big bag of dried fruits, and Zhuang Laoshi shared it with them. He finally took a bag, opened it, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This stuff is best with wine, especially at night, when you sit by the stove and eat it." , while drinking it, the taste is something that even the gods would not change."

Zeng Ermei started to prepare the dishes. Because there were many big dishes, she needed help.

Chen Luo naturally refused to let anyone else interfere, but he still had to look after the home and nursing home, so he arrested Wen Xiaozhong, who seemed to be the least threatening.

Wen Xiaozhong was dissecting the sheep very honestly.

"The backbone was picked out separately. Lang Jun said he wanted to make soup."

Zeng Ermei is frying something.

The most delicious dishes before the Song Dynasty were fried, all kinds of fried.

For example, pork suet is wrapped in various things and fried. People in later generations would probably stay away from this kind of "delicacy" because they think it is too greasy.

But people nowadays like greasy food.

The Shen family would not have been like this, but Shen An alone had the final say. Both women in the family had an appetite that met the requirements of the times.

The smell of frying was very fragrant, but Xiaozhong was not greedy for it. He just felt that the aroma smelled like home.

While Zeng Ermei was scooping up the things in the oil pan, she looked back from time to time. Seeing that Xiaozhong had cut open a sheep very quickly, she praised: "You are pretty good, can you cook?"

Wen Xiaozhong shook his head. At this moment, he forgot that he had ever opened a wine shop.

Zeng Ermei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her job would not be threatened.

So she became kinder to Wen Xiaozhong and let him eat a few croquettes.

"Er Mei..."

Someone was saying hello in a low voice outside. Hearing Xiao Zhong raised his head, he saw Guo Guo sneaking by the door, his big eyes fixed on the bowl of meatballs.

Zeng Ermei turned around and said: "Little lady, I don't dare to feed you, otherwise my husband will get angry."

Shen An believes that the intestines and stomach should be adjusted from a young age so that he can eat and drink as much as he can when he is older, so he pays great attention to Guoguo's diet.

Guoguo's big eyes were immediately filled with disappointment, but Zeng Ermei shook her head firmly.

"Why!"

Guo Guo knew that her way to steal food was blocked by her brother, so the only way was to eat more.

She turned around and went out. As soon as she turned the corner, someone behind her whispered: "Little lady."

Guoguo turned around. Wen Xiaozhong, who was behind him, had a piece of oil paper in his hand. On the oil paper were several steaming meatballs.

Guo Guo looked up at him with confusion in her eyes.

Wen Xiaozhong smiled and said, "The villain just took this."

Guoguo's eyes were a little happy, but she sighed: "You can't steal things, it's not good. You are still young, don't be a bad example..."

Seeing that Xiaozhong was in a daze, Guoguo felt that this man was very pitiful, so he advised him: "If you do a good job, I will tell my brother that you will have meat to eat every day."

This is a sermon from a nine-year-old child, but she is serious and sincere.

Wen Xiaozhong felt a warm current welling up in his heart, as if he had found some kind of warmth and freedom. He squatted down and whispered: "Okay."

Guoguo felt that she had saved someone, so she went to find her brother with a sense of accomplishment.

Shen An is preparing the gift list with Yang Zhuoxue.

"Well... Bao Gong's family will give you some real things, but less stuff for the ribbon. That boy, the last time he came to the house, he messed up the flowers..."

"There are only a few people in the Su family, so the food must be good. How about sending some good wine?"

This is the first time Yang Zhuoxue has prepared a gift list as the head of the house, so she is a little unfamiliar.

Shen An took a look and considered the words: "Su family... Su Che is currently resting at home. It is not easy for Su Xun to feed the whole family alone..."

Yang Zhuoxue immediately woke up and said, "How about giving something real? But I heard that they like to drink, so I will give a few bottles of good wine, so that they don't have to spend much in return."

Shen An nodded and praised: "This is the best."

Yang Zhuoxue was encouraged and boldly said the rest of the gifts. Shen An either agreed, or offered tactful opinions.

"elder brother."

When Guoguo comes in, the first thing he does is eat dried fruits.

There was a gavel on the table, and she picked up the walnuts and struck them.

Shen An looked at it and smiled at Yang Zhuoxue.

Gradually, the smell of home came out.

"Brother Anbei!"

Zhe Kexing is finally back.

He came in carrying a big jar, and when he saw Yang Zhuoxue was also in the study, he put down the jar and cupped his hands and said, "I've met my sister-in-law."

Yang Zhuoxue smiled and said: "Is the army on vacation?"

Zhe Kexing shook his head and said, "It's a change. It's my turn these days."

Guoguo sniffed and asked, "Brother Zhe, what's in the jar?"

Zhe Kexing tilted the jar, and Shen An smiled and said, "Where did you get the game?"

It was filled with slaughtered game, and a jar weighed fifty or sixty kilograms.

"My little brother is out for a trip."

This guy didn't feel any guilt about killing animals in winter. He took out a few beautiful feathers with his backhand and handed them to Guoguo.

"pretty."

The little girl likes these colorful things the most. After Guoguo eats the walnuts, she wants to use them to decorate her room.

Shen An and Zhe Kexing left the study and went to the front yard.

"How's it going in the Imperial Guard?"

"Fortunately, the Wan Sheng Army is particularly good and has strict military discipline. However, other troops heard that some people gathered to drink and shout at night."

"Yelling?"

Shen An was startled when someone knocked on the door. When he opened the door, a fat man came in.

"Who are you looking for?"

Zhuang Laoshi took a step back warily when he saw the person wearing a bamboo hat but still bowing his head.

The visitor looked up and when he saw Shen An, he said, "An Bei."

"Prince?"

The visitor took off his bamboo hat. Although his face was darkened with something, he could still recognize it as Zhao Yunrang.

Shen An didn't expect that he would come home in disguise during the Chinese New Year. But then his heart tightened and he turned around to take a look.

Wen Xiaozhong turned around and rushed forward. When he rushed to the front of the main hall, his body jumped up.

He kicked his feet quickly on the wall a few times, and his body rose rapidly. When he was at the end of his strength, his hands had already grabbed the wooden beams above, and he turned over and climbed onto the roof.

Wen Xiaozhong quickly turned around on the roof and looked around, and then said: "Lang Jun, there is no one."

Shen An nodded and said, "Prince, please come to the study room."

Zhao Yunrang nodded, glanced at Wen Xiaozhong on the roof, and said, "This young man is pretty good. Where did he get it? I'll give you a hundred guan to give him to me."

Shen An knew he was telling a joke, so he smiled and said, "The prince is joking."

Zhao Yun walked slowly with his hands behind his hands. When he saw Huahua staring at him in front, he waved, but Huahua paid no attention to him and turned around and left.

"These days, many people say that I will be arrogant in the future. Not to mention asking for your nursing home, even if I rob you of your secret fragrance, do you dare not give it to me?"

"Give."

"Some people say that I will enter the palace to hang curtains in the future..."

Old Zhao looked very angry: "I am a man, not a woman. What do you mean by hanging curtains? Women only hang curtains."

After entering the study room, Zhao Yunrang's aura changed and became a little violent.

"Did you know that the official fell ill?"

"What?" Shen An really didn't know.

“Being ill-informed can kill you a lot of the time.”

Zhao Yunrang muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said: "The news is confirmed, the official has been lying down, and the imperial doctor said it will probably take a long time this time."

Why is there so much air leakage in this palace?

Shen An couldn't help but feel sad for Zhao Zhen.

The emperor kept his word, but he couldn't control others from getting information from the palace, or even placing people in the palace.

"This time I think... I'll be sick for at least two months."

Zhao Yunrang mentioned that his cousin did not have a good impression, "He is used to being surrounded by grass and trees. He actually lay down for so long this time, which shows that he really can't get up. I am thinking about Thirteenth Lang and Zhong Zhen. But you only dare to think about it, but you don’t dare to... feel aggrieved, right?"

"Don't hold back."

Shen An felt that he was a bastard: "The blood vessels are constantly being cut."

"Yes, that is my bloodline."

Zhao Yunrang sighed: "He asked Thirteenth Lang to enter the palace again. I thought that the grudges would be wiped out, so I came to remind you not to forget the glass of wine you drank."

"Can't forget."

If Shen An drank the cup of wine from Tuogu, he would have to do something.

Zhao Yunbi sniffed, "I'm hungry."

Okay, this one is really rude.

"Bring some meatballs and braised vegetables, as well as some wine."

Shen An accompanied him in the study, got half drunk, and then asked someone to take him back in a cab.

"No, I want to walk back and I can't hurt you."

Of course Shen An disagreed, "Prince, this is not a shameful thing. You come to my house just to walk around and drink. What are you afraid of?"

"No, no, no! I'm leaving now."

Diagonally opposite the main door of Shen's house, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net two men squatting there pretending to be beggars were watching this scene, and they could hardly stand it any longer.

Boss, you have been exposed a long time ago, okay?

That cookie-cutter disguise and the wretched figure sneaking out from the back door of the Prince's Mansion have betrayed you deeply.

Zhao Yunrang's bamboo hat fell to his chest, he pushed Shen An away with a glowing face, then burped from wine and said, "Remember to give more good wine and food when giving gifts."

He was carrying a food box in both hands, which contained either stewed vegetables or sauces. Zhao Yunrang could eat several meals when he returned home.

Shen An asked Chen Luo to see him off, then glanced at the two beggars opposite and said, "It's too boring to squat outside in this weather. Give them each a bowl of hot soup cakes, more mutton, and some wine." "

The two spies were so embarrassed that they didn't know whether to refuse or thank them.

Shen An sighed: "There's nothing to do here. Let's squat instead."