Fields of Gold

By the afternoon on the weed side, I had already bought two ducks from Mao's, put the duck blood in a small pot, the duck's guts were with the pork head meat large intestine or something, halogenated together to spare.

At this point, the halogen just came out of the pot and the whole yard smelled intense. As soon as the Emperor entered the courtyard door, he pumped his nose hard and gave an intoxicating expression. He muttered: "That's the taste! Still a little girl made the braised pig, taste authentic! ”

When he saw the fans hanging in the yard, he laughed. “I told you the little girl would get it out! That's not true! Girl! Girl! Add another 'pork stew strip’!! ”

Yu Xiaograss probed out of the kitchen, greeted the Tai Wang and Zhao family, and then flew a white eye at the person who asked for it: "Master Wu, if you can turn into pork, I will make you pork stew strips! ”

“Look, I'm crying with Grandpa!! Grandpa can't afford pork? Hey, the little girl's getting bolder and bolder.” His Majesty is too young to be deaf and deaf, naturally he did not miss the big white eye of the grass.

Yu Xiaograss has now basically figured out the temper of the Emperor. If he wanted to cure his sins, she would have been punished 800 times. She dared to make a big ghost face at Her Majesty the Emperor, and hippie smiled. “Where is it? You're always wrong - Duck Blood Fan Tang will be ready soon, Master Wu, sit down for a while. ”

The house town was stunned by the courageous behavior of its goddaughter. It was too emperor to scold the wind and kill decisively. For the sake of his daughter's life, he hastily pleaded for mercy for her: "Master Wu, the unknown are not guilty. She's still a child, don't get to know her like him. ”

The Emperor learned the look of Yu Xiaograss and gave the house town a big white eye. "How can you use your mouth? For the sake of duck blood fan soup, Grandpa forgives you this time - halogenated pig head and pig ears, cut a copy first, mix garlic mud!! ”

Yu Xiaocao was too busy in the kitchen to split up. Xiaolian served the six brothers' hard vegetables of chopped pork head meat, red oil earrings, spring onions and fat bowls, spicy pork belly, fried pork liver and spicy duck. There's plenty of sampling left, enough for the guards. As for the messenger, Zhang Quan, once he had lunch, he was sent back by the Emperor.

The meal was very well prepared, but both His Majesty and General Fang were super big stomach kings, plus Zhao's family of four, some of them were overwhelmed. Both stoves in the kitchen are roasting, one with duck soup stewed in it and the other with the rest of the grass waving a shovel and sautéed vegetarian dishes.

“Come, come, come! Don't mention it! Try Little Grass Girl's craft!!” His Majesty the King took the lead, sitting on a rudimentary wooden stool, staring at a table of meat vegetables, chopsticks unnecessarily clamped up.

The new tables at the rest of the family are small, and the six big men do get a little crowded. With His Majesty the Emperor, no one else can let go. Fortunately, the Emperor doesn't have any shelves. The way you eat makes you look appetized. Upon the rise, he also put chopsticks on General Zhao Zimo and shared the food with him. General Zhao was flattered.

Eating fragrant pork head, crisp earrings, fat large intestine, the Emperor thinks this is what he wants, I really want to stay in Dongshan Village!

Almost there, the Emperor looked at the fans hanging in the yard and sighed again: "I really miss the taste of pork stew! I've missed it for decades, I don't know if I can eat it in my life...”

General Zhao Zimo looked at the former leader of the Yiren Army, whose hair grew white, wrinkles grew more, waistplates hardened in the past, and his heart provoked a “heroic late twilight” emotion. He asked softly, "Is it hard to cook this dish? Pork, I know. What's this pink bar? This is the first time I've heard of it. ”

“Huh!” The Emperor nodded toward the strip hanging from the bamboo pole in the yard. "That's the pink strip. I didn't think I'd just say that. The little girl really made it out. Though it doesn't look too thick and even, it shouldn't taste much worse! Everything's ready now. We only owe pork! It would be better if we had fat five-flower meat! Dongshan Village is still too remote, not even a pig dealer! ”

The house town is also very interested in the "pork stew strip” in Tai Wang's mouth. He suddenly appeared smart and caressed his palm and laughed: “Master Wu, Dongshan Village doesn't sell pork, but there are pig farmers! If you really want to eat, let's buy a fat pig and kill him now...”

“Ming-chul!!” Zhao Zimo had no choice about his occasional unreliable apprentice. After more than a decade of war at the beginning of the country, I don't know how this bastard came to life. I can't even think about it.

The house town lowered its head like a child who had spoken the wrong words, peeked at the master and quickly retracted his sight.

Zhao Zimo hated the iron to stare at him. What bad idea did this bastard come up with? Today the emperor advocates thrift and has a high reputation in the folk. If someone with a heart finds out, the Emperor will kill a pig in order to eat a dish, it will damage the reputation of the royal family! This son of a bitch, do you want to be a monster?

“Grandpa, there's a piece of pork hanging in our backyard well! But not five-flower meat, but slim, suitable leg meat!” Princess Zhao usually can't get out of the door, the purchasing of the house is basically the responsibility of Father Zhao and Son, so he still knows a little about the stock in the house.

The Emperor clapped his hands and laughed. “Even leg meat is fine! As long as there's a pig's head, Kid, go get the pork! I can finally eat a pork stew today! Grandpa was planning to stay in Dongshan Village for another day and a half in order not to regret it! ”

The guard who dined elsewhere shook his heart and lungs. When he arrived, the Emperor gave him a death order, and must bring His Majesty back to the Imperial City safely within five days. The journey back and forth was delayed for at least two days. Today it has taken all day in Dongshan Village. It was originally planned to go back to the capital tomorrow, rest for another half day, and return to Beijing in the morning.

If we delay another day, who knows if there will be any moths on the way back? If he comes to life - he can't finish the task of returning to Beijing on the 5th! Heard the Emperor say that, he wants to cry all the time! Fortunately, the Zhao family has pork. He's never been so happy and excited about a piece of pork!

Tonight, the Emperor finally satisfied his appetite. Not only did you taste the delicious Duck Blood fan soup, but you also ate the authentic pork stew. Unfortunately, he was very satisfied with the lack of alcohol.

At night, the Emperor rested at Zhao's house. Zhao family was wary and vigilant all night. Fearing that something would blow the grass, he was shocked by the Emperor. The guards were even more miserable, as the rooms were not enough, and they were stunned in the cold spring evening, wrapped in quilts and stayed in the yard all night. Fortunately, Zhao's family and the guards were relieved!

Before the next day, Tai Wang went to the rest of the house to pack up the rest of the fans in the yard and the halibut he was going to sell at the pier today! Back in the capital, he won't get another chance to eat such authentic halibut!

Does he want to build a separate yard in Nishiyama or something? Go back and ask Chief Liu if the budget is adequate. If it's not enough, why don't we borrow some money from a couple of sons and grandchildren?

In the capital city, several princes and county kings sneezed in the same place. There was a chill: this is a bad rhythm!!

Zhu Junyang Xiaoxian Wang, who drifted far at sea, also sneezed a big sneeze. He rubbed his nose and looked in the direction of his country. His heart said: It must have been the mother-in-law who missed him again. After nearly six months out of sea, the days of sailing at sea are both exciting and boring. Good thing in this group of ships has been improved. Not only has it become much stronger, it has also improved its speed!

I'm sure he'll be able to sail back soon. If you're lucky, you can still spend the afternoon with the Princess! When I was with my parents, I didn't think that once I left, that thought was really disturbing. Zhu Junyang is looking forward to the day!

After sending His Majesty the Great Buddha, Yu Xiaograss did not relax for a few days, but the Zhao family came to bid farewell.

In order to send Zhao's family away, Xiaograss prepared a table of good food, ordered roasted chicken and salted duck from Zhenzheng Tower, and grabbed a plate of good wine from others.

The day is catching up with the little stones. On the dining table, he stared at Zhao Xiao, slightly choking: “Brother Xiao, can you not go? I'm gonna miss you! ”

In the days before the division, Zhao Zhao was able to hunt and became a ray of sunshine in his dark life. Brother Yang, with his second sister and him, set up a set of prey in the forest, roasted wild flavors in the valley, caught fish stew in the creek... the living conditions are much wider than before the separation, but those days became the best in his memory.

After breaking up, during the toughest days, also from time to time, Brother Tong sent some prey to help them through the most difficult moments. Later, with her craftsmanship, Second Sister made the whole family live a full life, but Brother Qiao's image in his heart is still incredibly tall. In his little heart, the combination of Brother Xiao and Second Sister is a perfect match for heavenly clothes.

It would be great if... Brother Chun didn't leave!

Zhao Yan touched the little guy's head. In the months of studying in town, the little guy not only got meaty, but also ran his head up a bit. Combined with the confuciant costume, it smells like a teenager.

Zhao Yan is also very sad at this time, Dongshan Village is where he was raised. Life here, though pure of poverty, is reassuring; it carries all his good memories; and there are people and things he is involved in.