He was betrayed at the beginning, from a cake seller to a wealthy person

The next day, Lu Sheng first went to the Hanlin Academy to order Mao, sat down and wrote down the Beidi language he learned yesterday, and also wrote down the similarities and differences in the languages ​​​​of the three tribes.

After remembering everything, Lu Sheng went to Biezhuang again to find Huo Duzhuoer and Qige.

Lu Sheng: "I will take you out to play today. Have you been to Bu Si Shu?"

Zhuoer was too young and a homebody. The two of them hardly went out and shook their heads in confusion. Huo Dou often went out to play, and his eyes lit up: "It's that five-story building, right? I've passed by it, but I haven't gone in to play."

Lu Sheng nodded: "That's it. The shopkeeper of Bu Si Shu is from the same family as me. She welcomes you to come over. Do you want to go and play?"

All three people nodded: "Go, go!"

The keen Qige discovered the problem on the spot: "The shopkeeper of Bu Si Shu is from the same family as me. How could you talk like this? I feel that this sentence is not like the usual Chinese saying. You generally don't mean that Bu Si Shu is owned by my family. ?"

"You asked this question well. I can see that you have studied Chinese." Lu Sheng gave a thumbs up: "The shopkeeper of Bu Si Shu and I are indeed the same family, but Bu Si Shu is her own property. , and she opened it jointly with others. In other words, Bu Si Shu does not belong to her alone, let alone our family. If I say that Bu Si Shu is opened by my family, it will make you feel that this is mine. It’s an illusion of industry, but it actually has little to do with me, I’m just taking you to have a meal.”

Qi Ge suddenly understood, Huo Dou seemed to understand, and Zhuoer looked confused.

Qige explained it to Zhuoer in Beidi language, and Zhuoer understood it, but still didn't understand: "Is it different?"

"It's different." Lu Sheng explained patiently: "My family's things are not mine. Can you understand this? It's like your brother has a doll. Although you and him are a family, it is his. The doll is not yours. If you go out and say that the doll is mine, many people will misunderstand you."

Only then did Zhuoer understand, and curled his lips: "Chinese is so difficult!"

A few people came to Busi Shu talking and laughing, and Lu Yan left a private room for them on the second floor. In the private room, Lu Yan was already sitting and waiting for a few people.

Beidi people have three-dimensional facial features and deep eyebrows. These three children are all very good-looking, especially their personalities, which really amazed Lu Yan. But Qige, the oldest among them, was only ten years old and was still a child. Lu Yan didn't have any other ideas.

Lu Yan asked everyone to sit down. It was almost noon. She asked several people: "What do you want to eat at noon?"

Zhuoerhan didn't understand many words, but he could understand "what to eat" very well. He immediately said excitedly: "I want to eat candied haws!"

The older children never take Zhuoer with them when they go out to play. When they come back, they tell Zhuoer that candied haws are delicious, but they don't bring them to him either.

Huo Du thought for a while and said: "We often ate beef and mutton when we were in Beidi and never raised pigs. In order to cater to our taste, the chefs in other villages also cooked more mutton. Pork is more common here, so... Let’s make some pork dishes.”

Qige nodded: "I want to eat something fresh."

Lu Yan turned to look at Lu Sheng, who didn't ask for anything: "You can eat whatever you want, don't prepare too much, don't be tired."

Lu Yan responded and went to prepare lunch.

There were many snacks and flower and fruit tea on the table, and Lu Sheng entertained several people.

Seeing a plate of sugar snowballs on the table, Lu Sheng pushed it to Zhuoer: "Try this, it uses the same ingredients as candied haws, but the method is different." One wrapped the sugar shell and the other fried the sugar until it became sandy. difference.

Zhuoer took a sugar snowball and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes bright: "It's sour and sweet, delicious!" He can only say "delicious" in Chinese, but "sour and sweet" has to be said in Beidi dialect. Lu Sheng learned a word.

The scattered snacks on the table were all things the children had never eaten before. Lu Sheng knew that children of their age couldn't resist crispy rice and potato chips, each bite was crunchy and crunchy.

Lu Sheng poured a cup of fruit tea for each person: "Take it easy and don't eat too much. My shopkeeper's cooking is delicious, so don't be unable to eat it for a while."

Here we chatted in Beidi and Chinese for a long time, while Lu Yan also prepared the dishes.

Including her, there were five people in total, and six dishes were served, including three meat dishes, one vegetarian dish, a cold dish and a dessert. It happened that Zhuoer ordered candied haws. Just wrap the hawthorn in the sugar shell and it would be a cold dish.

Huo Du said he wanted to eat pork. There are really many ways to cook pork. Three dishes can be made in three ways for them to experience.

A braised pork dish, a sweet and sour pork loin dish, and a stir-fried pork dish with chili peppers. They are three dishes with completely different methods and tastes. One dish is full of meat, one is sweet and sour, and one is spicy and appetizing.

Everyone wants something fresh, so the vegetarian dishes are the well-deserved national dishes of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and cold vegetables with tomatoes mixed with sugar. Since the tomatoes grown by Lu Yan matured and produced batch after batch, Lu Yan now no longer feels distressed when using tomatoes.

Several dishes were all served as side dishes, so Lu Yan made rice as her main meal. The table was full of dishes they had never seen before, and several children ate without raising their heads.

Zhuoer doesn't know any other Chinese and can only keep shouting "delicious". Huo Dou also enjoyed the meal very happily and learned how to cook the sauce bibimbap without any teacher.

Qige couldn't help but express his feelings: "The pork you made is delicious! We in Beidi also tried to raise pigs, but it failed."

Lu Sheng was now full of curiosity about everything about Beidi, and couldn't help but ask, "How could this fail?"

"At that time, we heard that you Dali people are pig farmers. We heard that a pig can raise several hundred kilograms and produce a lot of meat, so we came up with the idea to try raising it." Qige explained: "But we It’s too cold over there, and the pigs are always sick and cannot be raised well, and if they don’t gain weight, they can only gain one or two hundred pounds.”

Huo Du answered: "The most important thing is that it doesn't taste good. At that time, when pigs were slaughtered, each tribe got their share of the meat. Our cook usually cooks mutton very fragrantly, but the resulting pork was very fishy. I ate it after one bite." No more."

Qige nodded and picked up a piece of braised pork: "Miss Lu's cooking is really delicious. I don't know if our cooking is unpalatable because the cooks are not good at it. Anyway, we won't raise pigs anymore. Let's go back." Herding cattle and sheep.”

Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Yan: "I think it's not just a matter of craftsmanship, but also a problem in the process of raising pigs."

Lu Yan nodded: "What you are raising is wrong. If you want to raise pigs for meat, you are not like you."