Training Tai Sui

"Master, I want to eat mutton and sugar."

Wan'er snapped her onion-like fingers and counted the things she wanted to eat.

"Yes, let's make mutton dumplings."

Qin Feng waved his hand, a little indifferent, but Wan'er was stunned, puzzled and asked: "Master, what are dumplings?"

There are no dumplings these days?

Qin Feng thought about it for a long time, and then he remembered that the name of dumplings seems to have been formed in the Qing Dynasty. Before that, what was the name of dumplings?

"The dumpling is Yanyue wonton. The young master thought it was troublesome, so he changed its name."

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Qin Feng turned his head and asked Liu Wanting, "Wanting, what do you want to eat?"

Liu Wanting was taking notes with a pen, and she felt a little distressed when she heard the words: "Chinese New Year is nothing more than chicken, duck and fish. My husband also has some seafood and beef here, so let's prepare some vegetables."

There are no potatoes this year, and other green vegetables are not easy to preserve, so the price of vegetables will rise to a high level during the Chinese New Year, and they may not be available for purchase.

"There's still some cabbage in the cellar, and I'll ask someone to buy some more."

Qin Feng didn't care. The cellar was dug out when digging the pits for the pigs to store feed. At that time, Qin Feng ordered people to put a lot of cabbage in. Now there are still a lot left, and he will buy some in the city, or from the warehouse. Rina is not a big deal at all.

Liu Wanting nodded and said: "There are still five days to celebrate the New Year, so we must hurry up. I have made this list. Is your husband going to let Uncle Hua enter the city?"

Qin Feng nodded, and said to Wan'er: "Wan'er, go find Uncle Hua and order him to take people into the city, and give out something to everyone who is celebrating the New Year."

Qin Hua rushed to the back house, and when he heard Qin Feng's plan, he was a little reluctant and said, "Master, there is nothing to say about the purchase, the old slave will go there in person. It's just... look at these ten miles and eight villages, even if it counts The Zhuangzi of those aristocratic families, the life of our Zhuanghu is the best, and now it is good enough."

This is a subtle way to persuade Qin Feng not to post things anymore.

Qin Feng shook his head and said: "I'm the owner, so I usually don't mind it. It's a big New Year's Eve, so everyone has to have a good year. I can't eat the big fish and meat, and the farmers are still hungry. That's outrageous."

Some food is really worthless in Qin Feng's view, not to mention that he is hugging Yang Guang's thigh now, even if he doesn't have it, he can eat all the food in the warehouse for a few lifetimes, so what's the use of keeping it?

But is he going to be called a prodigal again?

Qin Feng was a little helpless. He found out that the landlord Lao Cai these days is really a fucking sting. When he was a child, he thought that Zhou Papi and Huang Shiren were just stories and exaggerated. Now he returns to this era to find out , These things may not be true.

Qin Hua was also a little helpless, he felt that his young master was an out-and-out prodigal son, looking at the Zhuangzi of other families, no matter how rich he was, he would not spend every day like his own.

When Qin Hua saw the list of items to be distributed, he became more determined that the young master was a prodigal son, wishing he could knock open Qin Feng's head and see what was inside.

"One catty of flour per person, the elderly and children count."

"One catty of pork per person, including the elderly and children."

"Each person has one apple and one pear, the elderly and children count."

After reading the small list, Qin Hua felt that a piece of his body had been cut off, and said with great reluctance: "Young master, it costs at least four to five hundred catties of pork and flour, which is fine, but this season Where did you get the apples and pears?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment. Later generations have greenhouses, even in winter, there are fresh vegetables and fruits, which is not available in this year.

"Then change it, five pieces of candy per person."

Qin Feng waved his hand and said indifferently: "Uncle Hua, don't be reluctant. After a year of busy work, it is not easy for anyone. As a young master, I just want everyone to have a good year."

"By the way, when you go to the city, look at the fabrics. If there are suitable ones, then buy some and let everyone make new clothes."

Qin Feng remembers that when he was young, what he looked forward to most every year was the New Year, not to mention eating better, and wearing new clothes. Although he didn't know who donated it, it was better than the ones on him.

"Go ahead and call someone to pick up the things."

When Qin Hua went to greet the family, Qin Feng plunged into the warehouse, first put away the prepared fruits, and then began to painstakingly peel off the candy wrappers.

"Young Master, my life is so miserable. I want to be a good person, but I am regarded as a prodigal son. Now I am still doing this kind of thing by myself. What kind of bastard is he!"

Qin Feng's mournful and indignant voice sounded from the warehouse, but the only thing that made him happy was that the fruit was finally not sent out, otherwise Ying Yangwei might take him away as a monster tomorrow.

In the heavy snow, following the shouts of the servants, every household walked out of the house and headed towards the main house.

"I heard that the young master is going to distribute something again?"

An old man who looked about sixty or so had poor ears and asked his son loudly.

The son supported the old man, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, it is not a good thing that the young master asked us to go?"

The old man knocked his cane directly on his son's leg, and said dissatisfiedly: "You son of a bitch, don't take everything for granted. The young master is kind, but it is not the young master who owes us, but us. Without the young master, I am afraid that the whole family will pay you back." You're starving."

The burly man in his forties was called a bastard, and his face flushed immediately, but he still responded honestly: "Father, I know, we are all from the Qin family, your grandson is still studying with the young master."

"Do you still know?" The old man seemed dissatisfied with his son at all, and scolded: "Which master's family will teach the children of the farmers to read and write. We should cherish this good fortune. If we dare to be a little lazy in the future, the old man will first let the son know how to read and write." Beat him to death, you bastard, and then apologize to the young master yourself!"

When the father and son arrived outside the main house, two to three hundred people had already gathered, and it looked like a dark place, very lively.

Qin Feng was standing on the steps, wearing a black mink fur coat, he looked elegant and luxurious, but Qin Feng didn't like this outfit, he looked no different from a nouveau riche.But helplessly, no matter Liu Wanting, Wan'er or Qin Hua told him that rich and noble families are dressed like this these days, if you don't wear this to go out, you will be laughable and generous.

Qin Hua stood just below Qin Feng, and everyone in front of him shouted loudly: "Everyone be quiet, listen to me!"

The scene quieted down in an instant, Qin Hua nodded in satisfaction, and then continued: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, young master is kind, thinking that it will not be easy for everyone, and this is the first year for the young lady to enter our Qin Family Manor, So I just wanted to make the big guys feel happy too."

You have to find excuses to distribute things, Qin Feng actually wants to say that the young master has plenty of food, self-willed!

But people who are too willful these days will not end well, and it is only right to make a fortune in silence.

When a six or seven-year-old child below heard this, he couldn't help asking loudly: "Grandpa Qin, will the young master give us candy?"

"Hahaha!"

One sentence immediately made the solemn atmosphere disappear, Qin Hua was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, looking for that brat all over the world, wishing to spank his ass in front of everyone.

After a while of excitement, the scene quieted down again. A somewhat helpless Qin Hua continued: "I don't need to talk about the rules. Our current good life was given by the Qin family, and it was all given by the young master. People must know how to be grateful. The young master's things will naturally contribute to the Qin family, if anyone does not know what is good or bad, and wants to eat inside and outside, the old man will be the first to let him go!"

"well said!"

"Such a good master, if anyone doesn't remember his kindness, the wolf-hearted thing will be punished by heaven!"

"That's right, whoever dares to eat inside and out, the whole Zhuangzi will not let him go!"

After a commotion, when everyone saw Qin Feng taking a step forward, they all closed their mouths consciously, waiting for their young master's orders.

Qin Feng coughed lightly, and said loudly: "What should be said, Uncle Hua has already said it, I don't have much to say. Everyone who belongs to the Qin Family Village, regardless of age, even if they are just born, is counted as one catty of white flour per person , a catty of pork, five pieces of candy, and Uncle Hua bought some fabric from the city, and every family will send someone to collect it tomorrow, and make new clothes for the New Year!"

boom!

Before Qin Feng could finish speaking, the atmosphere had been completely ignited, and everyone looked at their young master in disbelief.

At this moment, in their minds, no one can be taller than Qin Feng, not even the emperor in Daxing City.