Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rolling up his sleeves and rushing to clean the room for the two little devils, Ah Liang came in from the outside, carrying a food box in his hand. He was originally relaxed, but he couldn't help being stunned when he saw Song Wenyan and the two:

"Master?"

Song Wenyan had a cat face on his face, his face was wet, he was a little embarrassed, but he straightened his back and nodded slightly in response.

And Changbai wept behind Song Wenyan with a gloomy face, while Rong Yu laughed along with him:

"It's so faded, it's almost invisible!"

Changbai raised his head, his voice was angry and aggrieved: "You lied again!"

"Who lied to you, Ah Liang, come here and see if Changbai hasn't changed at all?"

Ah Liang is an honest man, he doesn't open his eyes and talk nonsense like Rong Yu, he just falters from the sidelines.

Rong Yu couldn't count on this honest boy, so she just smiled and shifted the bronze mirror on the table a little,

"Men, darker is more handsome, look, who is this handsome man! Why is he more handsome than when he came in the morning for no reason?"

How could Changbai still trust him, he wrung out the blackened handkerchief in the copper basin bitterly, and rubbed it on his face desperately.

But his face was rubbed red, and the shadow couldn't go away, and his eyes immediately turned red again.

Rong Yu coughed a few times, feeling that she had really gone too far in this joke, and felt rare guilt in her heart.

It's all the fault of Song Yanming!If he didn't shut him up like this, he wouldn't be so depressed that he would make fun of the two children.

Ah Liang put down the food box, and naturally he didn't speak in this scene. Originally, he wanted to talk to Rong Yu, at least a word, because these days are getting more and more busy, and every time the food box is delivered, he has to rush I rushed home.

——The "steamed cake" is selling well, and often when he carries his load to the streets and alleys on weekdays, there are already many people waiting for him there.Occasionally, he made less, and it was sold out within half an hour when he picked it up on the street, so he made a larger amount every day and became busier.

Although it was hard work, every time I threw handfuls of copper coins into the urn under the bed, I heard those crisp sounds, and the exhaustion all over my body disappeared.

All this was brought to him by the son, and he wanted to repay him well. Although he didn't have much money now, he wanted to repay him.

He touched a box of ointment bought by Xiangyufang in his bosom, and he thought, winter is coming, the young master's delicate skin must not be able to withstand the wind and cold.Although this small box of ointment cost him a lot of copper coins, he would be willing to pay any amount of money if he could keep his young master, Xian Yan.

In a blink of an eye, Rong Yu saw that A Liang didn't leave as quickly as usual, but was in a state of hesitation, and couldn't help saying: "A Liang, do you have anything to say to me?"

A Liang let out a cry, glanced at Song Wenyan and Chang Bai at the side, shook his head hastily, then put down the food box, hesitated for a moment, and said to Rong Yu:

"Young master, I'll go first."

Knowing that he was busy, Rong Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Go quickly, don't be too tired, kid."

Ah Liang felt warm, nodded shyly, and hurried out.

At this time, it was almost meal time. After fighting for the landlord for so long, and after a lot of tossing, they were naturally hungry.

Rong Yu was no exception, he walked over rubbing his hands, and brought out a few dishes made by A Liang.

In fact, it was a few simple dishes, a big bowl of crispy fried small yellow croaker, a small dish of stir-fried ground delicacies, and a bowl of shredded chicken and tofu soup, all of which Rong Yu taught him.

But Ah Liang cooks carefully, and he is afraid that Rong Yu will not be full, so he cooks too much. Although he has to go home to make pastries non-stop after work, Rong Yu's meals are not sloppy at all. , After it is done, it will be delivered as soon as possible while it is hot.

The hot dishes exude heat and smell delicious.

There was a grunt in the air, and Song Wenyan rubbed his belly in embarrassment, while Changbai had already stretched his neck to that side:

"Why haven't I seen this recipe before?"

Pingyang Marquis Mansion has a fixed menu of dishes every month. Except for the meals of the masters, which can be changed at any time according to orders, the meals of the servants and the guests staying in the backyard are relatively fixed, and can only be changed every two months.

Although Changbai is Song Wenyan's personal servant and has a close relationship with him, he can't go beyond the rules when it comes to diet.At this time, seeing these different foods, I am naturally curious and salivating.

How did he know that A Liang secretly gave Rong Yu a small treatment.

Rong Yu forgot this level, but she should have been seen when she saw it, but she seemed guilty of hiding and hiding, and she was afraid of hurting A Liang, so she said nonsense:

"I'm not used to the food in the house, so I asked Ah Liang to buy some silver."

Changbai had long since despaired of the food in the mansion, and Guozijian’s food was unpalatable. Now seeing the fragrant dishes, especially the bowl of golden fried fish, he swallowed his saliva immediately.

"Which one is it? It looks...very delicious."

His eyes kept looking here, obviously salivating, but he talked about him eagerly, and didn't say anything clearly. Rong Yu was amused in his heart, anyway, he couldn't finish so much, so he greeted him naturally.

"Two bites?"

Changbai was overjoyed, but when he thought of something, he put away his joy and carefully looked at Song Wenyan with his eyes.

"Master?"

Song Wenyan also wanted to eat it in his heart, but he kept his identity and just coughed: "Since you want to eat it, then eat it."

Changbai hurried over, grabbed a golden and crisp fried fish, took a big bite, there were a few crisp sounds between his lips and teeth, the fish was fragrant, crispy and delicious, even the bones inside were fried through, delicious and fragrant , You can swallow it directly after chewing a few times, it is delicious.

Chang Bai hastily threw the remaining half into his mouth, his oily mouth couldn't help chewing:

"My lord, which chef made this? There are such skillful cooks in the capital?"

Rong Yu laughed dryly: "Who knows, just ask Ah Liang when the time comes."

After speaking, he took a bite of a fried fish and was quite satisfied. His apprentice's culinary skills have become more and more exquisite.

Seeing Song Wenyan still standing there like a little old master, Rong Yu couldn't help but carried him over,

"Why are you standing still, eat!"

Changbai didn't care about the stains on his face anymore, he grabbed another fried fish into his mouth and said vaguely:

"Master, you can eat too, it's really delicious."

Song Wenyan hesitated for a moment, then picked up one and took a bite. At that moment, he felt a little bit of ah in his heart, and immediately felt that he had returned to that night.

It is obviously an unremarkable ingredient, but I prefer to eat it so much that I want to swallow it with my tongue.

He has also eaten fried fish, but it is not as good as the one he ate this time. It is crispier and crispier, and even the crispy skin is delicious.

The three of them ate up a stack of fried fish in no time.

Changbai sucked his finger: "When will I be able to eat such delicious food?"

Rong Yu sipped the soup and smiled: "What's the point of this? There are many delicious things, such as this autumn day, it is suitable to find a mountain stream with few people, slaughter a fat sheep, stuff scallions and ginger slices Put it into its abdominal cavity, smear coarse salt, pepper, aniseed, cumin powder, etc., wrap a layer with lard oil, and roast it with high heat until the skin is golden and shiny. Pull off a leg of lamb, and the inside is soft and juicy. Pair it with good wine and watch the mountain view, that’s amazing.”

Song Wenyan was fascinated when he heard it, and Chang Bai couldn't help it: "It must be delicious!"

"That's not!"

Rong Yu looked at the two children, and said to them, "Bring some ingredients over tomorrow, and we'll have a barbecue here in the yard! I'm sure you won't want to go back after eating!"

As soon as he talked about tomorrow, Song Wenyan suddenly remembered the matter of inviting him to a banquet, and hurriedly said: "Tomorrow is not possible. Tomorrow is Qiming Festival. There are family banquets in the house."

He paused and looked at Rong Yu expectantly: "Brother Rong, I have already informed my elder brother that I would like to invite you to participate. I wonder if you are willing to go?"

Rong Yu spat out a mouthful of soup: "You, what are you talking about? Song Yanming asked me to go to the banquet?"

Song Wenyan smiled and said, "Brother probably hasn't seen you before, I'm the one to make the decision, but I think he will welcome you very much."

Rong Yu smiled stiffly: "Yes...he welcomes me...Hey, Xiao Song, let me tell you—"

He originally wanted to show Song Wenyan directly the grievances between him and his elder brother, but suddenly he thought about it, other than this opportunity, how could he have any chance to meet Song Yanming.

Without seeing Song Yanming, he could only be locked up in this small courtyard, so bored that he made fun of his two children.If this goes on like this, I don't know if I will develop mental illness.

Immediately made up his mind: "Very well, I will go to the banquet on time."

Thinking of something, he looked at the door outside: "But those government soldiers are afraid they won't recognize me, so they won't let me go."

"You are a distinguished guest, so there is no reason for you to go alone," Song Wenyan said happily, "Tomorrow I will personally send you a post!"

Ok!

Rong Yu immediately put on a flattered smile.

But Changbai refused to give up: "My lord, the 'barbecue' you mentioned just now has to count."

Rong Yu flicked his head. He was already in a good mood, so he naturally agreed quickly at this moment: "Don't worry, remember! Find a time for you to see the world!"

This time Changbai's face was really smiling, and he didn't have the gloomy look just now at all.Song Wenyan was even more happy in his heart. Thinking of tomorrow's family banquet, he looked at the person in front of him. This was the first friend he brought with him.

Looking at the happy smiles of the two children, Rong Yu also showed an extremely cheerful smile.

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October [-], Qiming Festival.

This is the day when the Bei'an dynasty was founded, so everyone in the world sleeps together.

On this day, the emperor will entertain all officials and reward everyone to show the benevolence of the Tian family.At the same time, a grand Exorcism Ceremony will be held outside the Temple of Heaven to expel epidemics and ghosts, and pray for the Queen of Heaven to bless the Northern Dynasty.

On this day, the general public should also hold a family banquet, which is not inferior to the excitement of New Year's Eve.

Pingyang Marquis Mansion is no exception, just after Yinshi, before dawn, the whole backyard is busy.Lighting lanterns, sweeping beams, servants and servants are busy in and out, creating a festive atmosphere.

On such a big festival, Manager Qi was very busy. Lord Hou had already entered the palace early in the morning. According to the usual practice, after attending the official banquet, Lord Hou would return to the mansion to preside over the family banquet around noon.

Manager Qi didn't dare to neglect, his slightly bloated body moved around flexibly, commanding everyone in an orderly manner, and giving pointers from time to time.

Before he could catch his breath, he saw that the lantern at the main gate was hanging crookedly. He was furious and scolded the two servants bloody.Under his supervision, the two servants finally hung up the red lantern tremblingly, and then he wiped his sweat and walked into the gate of the mansion cursing.

Manager Qi didn't notice anyone looking at him not far away.

A young man in black and green clothes was standing holding a sword.

He has a tall and straight figure, suave body, two sword eyebrows in a bun, and bright starry eyes, making people dare not underestimate him. At this moment, he is looking at the four big characters of Pingyang Hou Fu, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth that is not easy to detect.

"Father, the child is back."

The author has something to say: a family banquet in the Shura field.

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I received several feedbacks yesterday, and I have something to say.

First of all, the Xiaoshou I wrote this time is definitely different from the previous ones. It can be said that he is a person with a lot of shortcomings. There will also be personality flaws, but this is a flesh-and-blood character design that conforms to the facts. I try to make them likeable.

Of course, the author's writing power is limited, and he may not be able to control this degree perfectly, but he will try his best to do so.

In addition, when it comes to logic, although I often want to mark the illogical three-view death on the copy to cover up my lack of ability to control characters, I am also a reader in empathy, and of course I hope that an article to kill time can be as logical as possible. Convinced me in context, so as to get a certain reading pleasure, so I received some reminders from my relatives, and decided to change Xiaoshou Modern's identity to an executive of the four major mergers and acquisitions. Explained (Desire to Survive: Mergers and Acquisitions, please forgive me.)

Writing essays is something that pleases others (maybe not) pleases myself. I am writing in college, I am writing in work, and I am writing even now that I have children. Some essays are hard to read now, but they have indeed brought me a lot of happiness. Hope it will be the same in the future.

thank you all.

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感谢在2019-12-0300:16:11~2019-12-0400:00:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: ferry Lin Yongdu 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Lan Yiqin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!