It was hard to talk about it, so Yu Caifeng was persuaded to go. Liu Junping sensibly insisted on staying at home to take care of his father. Although the doctor has said that Liu Hu's condition is fine, there must be someone by his side to take care of him. Liu Junping volunteered to stay.
Yu Hai led his sister's family to a nearby small restaurant and ordered a few dishes. Yu Caifeng saw that although there were mostly vegetarian dishes on the table, there was a lot of oil and water, and felt distressed about how much this meal would cost.
Yu Xiaocao asked Liu Yan'er and Xiao Fangping to drink half a bowl of thick rice porridge first, and said with a smile: "Cousin, Xiaoping, drink some porridge to moisten your stomach first. When I return to Dongshan Village, I will cook something delicious for you."
With the fragrant rice porridge, drink it warm in your stomach. Xiao Fangping ate a mouthful of rice porridge and an egg, feeling that there was no more delicious dish than this. He said with a satisfied face: "Cousin, this meal is already delicious. Can the meal you cook be better than this?"
Yu Hai didn't eat much by himself, he only cared about bringing food to his sister. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Xiaoping, don't you know? Your sister Xiaocao is famous for her craftsmanship. Even the chef of Zhenxiu Restaurant has praised her!"
The lady proprietress in the small restaurant curled her lips when she heard the words, and said in her heart: This family is really good at bragging, the chef of Zhenxiu Restaurant has vision so high above his head, can he see the cooking skills of a little girl like you? Bragging and not making drafts, why don’t you say that the roast chicken and salted duck at Zhenxiu Restaurant are made by your family
Mistress, you accidentally revealed the truth!
Yu Caifeng looked at the table full of dishes, and said with a little embarrassment: "Xiao Hai, you are spending too much money. What do you guys do if you order so much? What a waste if you can't eat!"
Yu Hai looked at his sister's face that was so thin that it was almost out of shape, and he picked up a chopstick of dried bean curd and fried shredded pork for his sister, and said with a slightly sour nose, "Sister, eat more! Go back and ask your niece to feed you well."
Xiaocao also took the opportunity to explain: "Auntie, your current body is not suitable for eating greasy food, so the dishes you ordered are a bit bland. Just eat something, and when your stomach is healed, I will give you whatever you want." You do it!"
The lady proprietress of the restaurant curled her lips unhappily, and muttered in a low voice: "You're only a little girl, but she loves to talk so much! This father doesn't care, he cooks whatever he wants? Can you cook chicken? Osmanthus fragrans Can ducks be cooked? It’s so nice to say that you don’t want to order meat dishes.”
Although her voice is low, Yu Xiaocao has been drinking Lingshi water for more than a year, and her five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people, so she naturally heard her muttering. Xiaocao raised her eyebrows and glanced at her with a half-smile. The proprietress was startled by her look, she shrank her neck, and said in her heart: My voice is so low, it's impossible for this girl to hear it. So what if I heard it? I'm telling the truth!
Yu Xiaocao naturally doesn't have the same knowledge as her. After the group had eaten, they packed some meals for Liu Junping who was at home in oiled paper, bought some white rice, vegetables, meat and a fat hen on the street, and then returned to Yu's house in the town. courtyard.
Liu Hu took the medicine and fell asleep. Yu Xiaocao gave Liu Junping the food she brought back, and went to the kitchen to cook thick shredded chicken porridge with chicken soup. The smell of chicken soup was wafting in the yard, seductive little Fang Ping, who had just had a full stomach, swallowed hard, and glanced at the kitchen from time to time.
When Liu Hu woke up after taking a nap, a bowl of chicken shredded porridge with a strong fragrance was brought to him. The crystal clear rice grains are melted into the thick porridge, and chicken shreds are floating in it, dotted with green onion, and the aroma of chicken soup that cannot be ignored, even if you are not hungry, you will still have some appetite.
Yu Caifeng silently swallowed the profuse saliva in her mouth, took the porridge bowl from her niece, cooled it carefully with a spoon, and fed it into the man's mouth. Little Fang Ping climbed onto the kang and looked at the porridge bowl eagerly. Although Liu Yan'er tried her best not to look over, she kept her head down and swallowed her saliva. Only Liu Junping, who had just had a full stomach, showed a faint smile and watched his father drink the porridge one mouthful at a time.
After taking a few mouthfuls of the extremely delicious shredded chicken porridge, Liu Hu looked at his little son eagerly, raised his hand and touched the little guy's head, and said, "I've finished eating, and you share the rest. Bar… "
Liu Fangping's little friend quickly shook his head like a rattle: "Father, if you eat the porridge, you will recover faster. I ate scrambled eggs and delicious rice porridge at noon. My stomach is so full! Eat quickly Bar!"
Liu Hu is a caring person. When Yu Caifeng first married, he saved everything delicious for his wife. After having a child, he will give the best things in the family to his wife and children first, and he will enjoy the simple food and drink. This is also the reason why Yu Caifeng lived with him with all her heart. Such delicious chicken porridge, no matter what anyone said, he would not enjoy it alone.
Until Yu Xiaocao said: "I cooked a pot of porridge in the kitchen, and our family can eat enough! Xiaoping, cousin Yan'er, let's go to the kitchen and serve it up for everyone to enjoy together!"
Hearing this, Liu Fangping cheered and jumped off the kang, pulled his shoes and followed Xiaocao out of the house, like a little tail, walking beside Xiaocao step by step.
When six bowls of shredded chicken porridge were presented in front of Liu Hu, he ate all the porridge in the bowl. Put a few drops of spirit stone liquid in the chicken porridge, and Liu Hu felt warm all over after eating a bowl, and his heavy body became much lighter.
Just when Yu Hai's family was immersed in the joy of family reunion, Zhu Junyang, the little county king, didn't care to meet his mother and concubine who were eagerly looking forward to his return in Tanggu Town, so he took hundreds of carriages full of goods and traveled around the world. Back to Beijing.
The emperor summoned him in the Golden Luan Hall. In front of all the civil and military officials, this little county king, who was less than seventeen years old, narrated his experience overseas this time with eloquence. Listening to the Arabian Nights-like overseas adventure, the officials let out a few slight exclamations from time to time. When the emperor summoned several blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign craftsmen brought back by King Yang to the palace, the ministers seemed to see some monsters, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths could not be closed.
Although Emperor Jianwen went out to sea before becoming a great treasure and brought back sweet potatoes, a high-yield crop, but the red-haired, green-eyed foreign devils never brought back. No wonder the ministers were surprised.
"Ah Junyang! What happened to the crops I asked you to find?" This year's drought in the north caused starvation everywhere, and the victims ran everywhere. Emperor Jianwen was very worried. If two high-yielding crops, corn and potatoes, are found, every family will have surplus food, and the disaster will be greatly alleviated!
Facing the emperor's affectionate address, Zhu Junyang still had a paralyzed face, and said with a straight face: "Go back to the emperor, I am fortunate to not disgrace my life!"
Emperor Jianwen's eyes lit up, and the body on the dragon seat leaned forward slightly, and said eagerly: "Oh? Present it up quickly, let me have a look!"
Soon, a small bag of corn and a few potatoes was presented. Emperor Jianwen stepped down from the dragon seat, grabbed a handful of golden corn from the bag, and gently pushed it away with his hands, then picked up a potato and looked at it carefully, with a nostalgic expression on his face. Hot and sour potato shreds, his favorite dish when he was in college, has not been eaten for decades, so nostalgic! He almost exhausted all his rationality to resist the idea of sending the potatoes to the imperial dining room. These potatoes are all seeds, bear with it now, there will definitely be more potatoes in the future!
"Good! Good!" Emperor Jianwen was in a good mood, and said repeatedly, "Hurry up and hand it over to the Ministry of Households, and immediately sow corn and potatoes..."
The Hubu Shangshu who was named looked at the two unfamiliar crops with a confused face, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, is there a way to cultivate these two crops?"
How to grow corn and potatoes? However, Emperor Jianwen, who was born in the city and grew up in the city in his previous life, and graduated from the Ship Academy, was stumped. Jianwen Emperor Zhu Junfan set his sights on Zhu Junyang who had found two crops.
The corners of Zhu Junyang's eyes twitched. It was agreed that he was only responsible for finding seeds, and he didn't say that farming was also his responsibility? He had a poker face that didn't match his age, and said without any emotion in his voice: "Chen, there is nothing I can do!"
Zhu Junfan was defeated by this little cousin. You said that you found the seeds all the way, but you didn't ask how to plant them, so you are so confident!
Zhu Junfan glared at him, thought for a while, and the smirk on his face gave Zhu Junyang an ominous premonition.
"Junyang, after all, you have been overseas, and you should know more about corn and potatoes than the officials of the household department. I order you to assist the household department to grow these two crops! Do you have any opinions?"
Zhu Junyang finally had some expression on his face. He frowned slightly, but his voice still did not fluctuate and said: "Your Majesty, is this a will, or are you asking for your opinion?"
Naturally, Zhu Junfan would not let him have any possibility of evasion, and said solemnly: "It is my will! Of course, I hope you can accept it readily. Think about it, when everyone in the world can eat their stomachs, the people in the world will be grateful The kindness of your King Yang..."
The kindness of the people of the world? Whoever wants it will take it! You said it was your will, can I refuse? Zhu Junyang looked at the emperor expressionlessly, no matter how unwilling he was, he still had to accept the order!
After leaving the palace, Zhu Junyang was invited into the household department. All the officials from the top to bottom of the household department looked at this young little county king eagerly. The grey-haired Minister of Hubu seemed to sense the displeasure of King Yang, rubbed his hands, and said cautiously: "Young King Yang, it's almost time for farming. Look at the corn and potatoes, how should they be planted?"
You ask me, who do I ask? fall! ! Countless mud horses galloped by in Zhu Junyang's heart. He raised his eyes to look at the officials of the household department, and said coldly: "It's seeds, and the methods of cultivation are naturally the same! You... figure it out!"
After finishing speaking, the cool and handsome little prince just turned around and left in the eyes of all the officials of the household department... left... gone...