I am old in the Han Dynasty

"No!"

There was a burst of laughter in my ears.

Wei Qing turned his head to look, Liu Che's eyes were full of smiles.Wei Qing immediately understood that he had been tricked.

Wei Qing felt helpless: "Your Majesty..."

Liu Che suppressed his smile, and asked seriously: "Did you meet again in private?"

Wei Qing shook his head, "He ran too fast and missed him."

"I haven't seen it yet, and it can make you so angry that you want to beat him up. It seems that this Xie Sanlang is not only good at punching and kicking." Liu Che looked at him, "How do you plan to get it back?"

Wei Qing looked directly at Longyan again, and sure enough, he looked like he was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and he was even more helpless, "I can't get it back. Sanlang gave me two things, which is very good. I can't be kind and revenge." .”

"Really?" Why didn't he believe it.

Wei Qing said: "Yes. This minister is trying to dedicate it to His Majesty."

"Zhongqing has a heart. I am the son of heaven, and I don't need anything, so I won't take away people's love." Liu Che feels that the problem lies in the things Xie Lang gave him.

Otherwise, if we didn't see each other face to face, how could Wei Qing be so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

There was a trace of regret visible to the naked eye on Wei Qing's face.

He guessed right, "Zhongqing is quite courageous, dare to set me up."

"I don't dare." Wei Qing said respectfully.

Due to his background, Wei Qing was cautious in front of him, and he didn't even dare to speak before.In the past few years, he has gotten better, and his talents have been revealed, which did not disappoint Liu Che.Liu Che wanted to appoint him as a general and lead troops to attack the Huns in the future.It would be great to see Wei Qing being more courageous.

Liu Che smiled and said, "Since you don't dare, tell me how he is mad at you."

"This..." Wei Qing couldn't help frowning when he thought of those two things in his house.

Liu Che was delighted to see his reaction, "What is it?"

"It's better for the emperor not to know." Wei Qing hesitated for a moment and said.

Liu Che: "Just now I wanted to dedicate it to me, but now I don't want me to know, when did Zhongqing become so capricious?"

"The minister hasn't changed. It's just..." Wei Qing looked at Liu Che, and said boldly, "The thing that Sanlang gave me is not needed by the minister, the emperor really needs it. The emperor agreed to accept the thing, and the minister said so."

"Is this an unchangeable threat? Zhongqing, how courageous you are!"

Wei Qing respectfully said: "I don't dare."

Liu Che was actually not interested in Xie Lang's things.As I said just now, he is the son of heaven and lacks everything.But Wei Qing's attitude made Liu Che a little interested, "I accept it, and Zhongqing will tell me?"

"I dare not lie to the emperor," Wei Qing said.

Liu Che immediately ordered Xiao Huangmen to go to Wei's house to fetch things.

Xie Lang went to the kitchen to get a clean plate, put all the baked tofu on the plate, passed it to Xie Guang, and gave Xiao Qi a wink, "Go and eat."

"Come here." Xie Guang took two round straw mats, put one under his buttocks and the other on the opposite side.

The child knelt on it, forked a piece into his mouth with the bamboo fork Xie Lang made for him.

Xie Lang jumped, "Hot!"

The child sucked his lips, frowned and looked at Xie Lang.

Xie Bowen smiled and said: "Is it hot? Blow it before eating." Then he turned to Xie Lang, "Brother Sanlang, you have some too, I'll bake it for you."

Knowing that he wanted to practice his skills, Xie Lang handed him the chopsticks and went to the kitchen to get a plate.However, when he came out, he had an extra plate of fresh spring bamboo shoots in his hand.

"Are you going up the mountain again?" Xie Bowen couldn't help asking.

Xie Lang shook his head, "My aunt gave it to me. She said it took me a long time to choose some, and gave me half of it, and left me to make soup. I ate this thing every day, and I got tired of it, so I didn't make it at noon. "Squeeze a few bamboo shoots and put them on the tiles, "Try to see if you can roast them. If you can't eat them, feed them to the sheep."

"It's definitely possible. As long as this food is cooked, it won't kill anyone." Xie Bowen said, "I think this plate in your hand is also the last bamboo shoot."

Xie Lang: "If it's gone, it's gone, and it's time for a change."

"Vegetables are as big as chicken feathers, and you can only make soup. If the bamboo shoots are gone, you will have to eat tofu every day." Xie Bowen reminded him.

There are many pictures in Xie Langjiang Mountains, but he can’t say, “Eat it roasted, stewed, or eaten in different ways. When you get tired of eating, wild vegetables should grow. By the way, when you cook soy milk, don’t you eat it? Did you get oily skin?"

"Yes, my mother saved some, but she doesn't know how to eat it." Xie Guang winked at his father as he spoke, and the opportunity came.

Xie Bowen shook his head and smiled, and picked some pieces of baked tofu for Xie Lang, "This kid has been urging us to ask you. If your sister-in-law wants to ask you for advice, she should save some more skins and ask when she brings it to you.

"This kid insists that you won't be angry if he comes to you empty-handed. Saburo is generous, but your sister-in-law and I feel sorry for you. This kid thinks that my mother and I have no shame in coming to you."

"Then why don't you ask me yourself?" Xie Lang asked.

Xie Guang's face turned red, he lowered his head and stuffed a piece of baked tofu into Xiao Qi's mouth to hide his unease.

Xie Lang looked away with a smile, "Actually, I don't know either. But it won't go wrong if it's used to stew chicken, and it won't taste bad either."

"This is a perfect solution." Xie Bowen's eyes lit up, "Tell the villagers like this, and the villagers will not buy it. Because we are not willing to eat chicken every day. People in the city are willing."

Xie Lang nodded, "Yes. When it's cloudy and rainy, you can't sell tofu, so you cook soy milk to get oily skin."

"Yesterday, Zhong Wu told me that these few days are a bit dull, as if it is going to rain. One day or two days is fine, but the next ten days and a half months, we have to go to the city." Xie Bowen thought that it was forty miles away from Chang'an. , couldn't help but sighed, "Listening to what you said, we don't have to worry about it."

Xie Lang: "Then tell the restaurant, you do other things at home, and send them there when the weather clears."

"Then I'll take it to the city tomorrow and ask." Seeing that the bamboo shoots were burnt, Xie Bowen picked them up and put them on Xie Lang's plate.

Seeing this, Xie Lang smiled silently.

When the tofu and bamboo shoots on the plate were finished, Xie Lang took back the chopsticks and replaced him with roasted ones, and when Xie Bowen ate them, he said, "When I was eating this hard tofu, I suddenly thought of something, that is, I don't know if it is possible."

"Sanlang just say it." Xie Bowen said.

"When you press tofu, you always make a lot of it and put it on the board. If you try to put it in a thin layer, press it into a sheet." Xie Lang stretched out his thumb and little finger to gesture, "It's as thin as the dough we usually make. It must be another taste. Even if people in the city start making tofu one day, you don’t have to worry about your business being robbed.”

"Yes, yes." The more Xie Bowen thought about it, the more he felt that Xie Lang's idea was very good, "Sanlang, you—"

Xie Lang raised his hand again and again: "You don't need to say thank you. When I ask you for help someday, just don't pretend you can't hear me."

"Impossible." Xie Bowen said quickly.

Xie Lang: "Then try it when it rains. However, you have to leave some oily skin and a plate of thin tofu for me."

Hearing "one plate", Xie Bowen knew that he was not eating it himself, "Give it to the prince?"

"Yes. The cloth he gave me is enough to buy your family's tofu for a year." Xie Lang said, "It's good for others if they have a heart. I can't take it for granted."

Xie Bowen nodded: "Yes. Only when there is coming and going can we keep going."

"Yes." Xie Lang said with a smile, "I don't know what that prince is doing now."

Liu Che stared at the things on the imperial case, suspecting that he was dazzled.Rubbing the corners of his eyes, he looked over again. Nothing changed, so he looked at Wei Qing, "Is this given by Xie Sanlang?"

"Yes." Wei Qing said with his head down.

Liu Che grabbed it and threw it at him, "Where do I need it?!"

"Your Majesty takes care of everything and works day and night. I don't need it now, and I will need it in the future." Wei Qing said, bending over to pick it up.

Liu Che suddenly stood up, "Put it down!"

"One piece of Saburo's heart

meaning. "Wei Qing said.

Liu Che opened his mouth to scold, but suddenly remembered that he was the Son of Heaven, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, not the country boy Xie Lang, "That bastard! And you—"

"The emperor said that my minister is capricious." Wei Qing reminded him.

Liu Che choked for a moment, and pointed at him, "I will pick a few people for you now, and tie Xie Sanlang to me."

"The emperor calm down." You can't joke too much, otherwise it will really hurt Xie Lang.Wei Qing wrapped the things up, "The day I received this item, I wanted to ask my servant to throw it away. Unfortunately, my mother bumped into me and forced me to put it away.

"My mother was worried that Weichen would throw it away behind her back, so I checked it every few days. I didn't need it, and I didn't dare to throw it away at will. I didn't know what to do. When the emperor mentioned it, I dared to say that. Now my mother knows about it. In the palace, I don't need to worry about my mother being used by me."

The anger in Liu Che's heart disappeared, "So I wanted to use me to help you dispose of this thing. No, your mother will check it every three or two days?"

"That bastard Sanlang pretended to be obedient in front of his mother, which caused her to think that Sanlang was a man of noble character, affectionate and righteous, and an upright gentleman." Wei Qing sighed helplessly as he spoke, "If it wasn't for this kind of thing, my mother could hide it as a family heirloom. "

Liu Che laughed, "A family heirloom? Your mother is also kind and righteous. Why doesn't Zhongqing tell the truth?"

"The truth is that Xie Lang is affectionate, righteous, and has high moral character. I gave him something, and within a few days he gave me a deer leg." Wei Qing shook the things in his hand, and this, "I want to tell my mother He's a villain, and he can't make it up."

Liu Che recalled what Wei Qing said before that Xie Lang had no father or mother and adopted a child, "He is a bit of a gentleman."

"He's still a magnanimous gentleman." Wei Qing looked at the things in his hand, "I know that he did it on purpose, so don't really blame him."

Liu Che laughed and said, "He just saw this and dared to tease you with this thing."

"The humble minister dared to offer it to the emperor because he knew that the emperor would not be really angry." Wei Qing continued.

Liu Che was stunned for a moment, before he reacted dumbfounded and laughed.

He opened his mouth to say something, noticed Wei Qing's expression, as if he really couldn't get angry, Liu Che swallowed the words back, "Don't fight back?"

"Sanlang was busy building a house, and I went to look for him, and he even entertained me, I couldn't bear it." Wei Qing looked at the things in his hand again, "A deer leg is not enough for me to give it to him. Cloth and clothes. If he hunts good things, he will bring them back again. I have ordered my slaves to keep Saburo no matter what.”

Xie Lang touched his hot ears, it must be General Wei who was scolding him again.

It's just two deer whips, so why worry about it so much?

"Sanlang, what's the matter?" Xie Bowen was afraid of him.

Xie Lang shook his head, "It's okay. I was thinking about what you said just now."

"You also think it's time to redo the board?" Xie Bowen asked.

Xie Lang nodded, "The board you are holding the tofu in is too big now. If the thin tofu is very thin, it will definitely be broken when you take off the cloth. First try making a two-foot-long and one-foot-wide one. Make the groove deeper, and it will be easier to use." Can do more layers."

"You're right." Xie Bowen wanted to say, you know carpentry, help me make one.Thinking that Xie Lang was busy making plows and targets, he swallowed his words back, and turned to ask Xie Guang, "Are you full? Go home when you're full. Your Uncle Saburo has to cook for Huzi."

Xie Guang wanted to say that he was not full yet, but when he heard the last sentence, he got up and went back with his father.

The little milk tiger is still young, Xie Lang didn't dare to feed him carelessly, and still cooked whitebait for him.

Feed the little milk tiger, wash up with Xiao Qi in the dark, lie on the couch, and pray secretly that Wei Qing will not come to him.

After a dreamless night, Xie Lang got up the next morning, stretched his waist, cleaned up the cow pen, sheep pen, duck pen and chicken coop as usual, and went to cook for his family of three.

After the meal, Xie Lang continued to make plows.

The fifth pair of plows in the sericulture was finished, Xie Lang heard the pattering sound, and looked up, "Xiao Qi, it's raining, it's time to collect the clothes."

Xiao Qi let go of the little milk tiger, and went to pull the clothes.

Xie Lang put the plow in the main room, when he came out he heard a plop, following the sound, the child tripped over his clothes and was struggling to get up.However, his clothes were too big, and the more the child struggled, the closer he got entangled, and instantly turned into a silkworm chrysalis.

Xie Lang was overjoyed, walked over to pick up the child, suppressed a smile and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The child patted the dirt on the clothes, "Dirty." Looking up at Xie Lang, he blamed himself.

Xie Lang was inexplicably sad, "Wash it when it's dirty. As long as you're fine." Put him in the room with his clothes on, and stuffed the little tiger into his arms, "Wait in the room."

Xie Lang went out to put away all the things that couldn't get wet, and his clothes were all wet.

The child quickly put down the little tiger, and brought a face towel for Xie Lang.

Xie Lang took it, wiped his face carelessly, changed into clean clothes, and stripped off the child's clothes. Seeing that he was not injured, he felt relieved, dressed him and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Saburo, Saburo..."

"Who is it? It doesn't stop when it rains."

Xie Lang stood up, looking for the coir raincoat but couldn't find it, so he hooked his head and shouted outside, "The door is not latched, come in."

After the voice fell, the door opened, and Xie Bowen walked in wearing a coir raincoat.

"Brother Bowen is back?" Xie Lang was surprised, "I didn't hear the donkey braying."

Xie Bowen took off his coir raincoat and went into the house and said, "When I came back, you were busy making plows, so you didn't pay attention."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xie Lang asked curiously.

Xie Bowen: "I told the people in the wine shop about the oily skin today, and the wine shop agreed, and I plan to make it tomorrow. But I heard from Xiaoqi's uncle and second uncle that they also want to do it."

"Just do it. Afraid I'll be angry?"

Xie Bowen shook his head, "Of course not. They insisted that I ask you and if you disagreed, they wouldn't make it. They can just make tofu."

"Tch!" Xie Lang disdainfully said, "You also believe this?"

Xie Lang disagreed, those two brothers would do it too, maybe they would have to scold Xie Lang behind his back.

Seeing Xie Lang's expression, Xie Bowen sighed, "It's not just me, your elder brother and second elder brother don't believe it either. Just now I went to my house and said that I would separate from them when the weather cleared up. I think it's better to offend a gentleman than a villain. I don't approve of being separated from them. What do you think?"

"You're right! My eldest brother and second brother have no brains, don't listen to them. What happened before, what will happen in the future."

Xie Bowen: "I think so too. But your sister-in-law and I are not reconciled." Seeing Xiaoqi's eyes wide open and ears pricked up to listen, he deliberately said, "Thinking that they don't even want their own nephew, we have to bring When I look at him, I feel suffocated."

"There's nothing to be aggrieved about." Xie Lang had expected this earlier, but there was no trace of anger in his heart. "Is the price of oily skin much higher than that of tofu?"

Xie Bowen nodded, "I have to pick the items one by one, and the restaurant raised the price a lot without me even asking."

"That's it."

Xie Bowen didn't understand what he meant, "How do you say that?"

"The price is high, do you think they will only make oily skin and not tofu?" Xie Lang asked without answering.

Xie Bowen nodded, definitely.

"Oil skin is a new thing after all, wine shops don't want much, they make too much, what will happen if they can't sell it?" Xie Lang asked again.

Xie Bowen: "If you can't sell it, take it home."

What else could it be?

"The elder brother who taught me how to make tofu only told me that if the tofu is smelly and moldy, it can still be eaten after being oiled. But he never mentioned what to do if the oil skin and thin tofu are moldy."

Spring is the time for mold to grow.

Although the climate in Chang'an at this time was not as humid as that of Jiangnan in later generations, it was warmer than Xi'an in later generations.

In this weather, the tofu will become moldy after two days.Although the oily Xie Lang didn't understand it, he couldn't last five days.

Xie Bowen couldn't help saying: "They should be able to think of this."

"I only have money in my heart, so it's strange to think about it.

"Xie Lang is not optimistic, "Even if they are lucky enough to be sold out this time, if they are not in the right mind, it will be a big disaster sooner or later. "

Xie Bowen frowned: "That would be too greedy. But I always feel that they dare not do too much."

"You're talking about you. Just look at it if you don't believe me."

Xie Bowen tentatively said, "Should I remind them?"

"You? Tell me, they think you are afraid that they will earn more than you."

Xie Bowen wanted to say it was impossible.Seeing Xiao Qi again, and thinking about what the two brothers did, it is really possible.

"Then I don't know." Xie Bowen picked up the coir raincoat, "I'm going back."

Xie Lang was about to say yes, when he suddenly realized that this time is not Xia Tian.The summer rain comes and goes quickly.Spring rains are often continuous, and it is normal to fall for three to five days at a time.

Seeing the rain outside the door, Xie Lang thought about what Xie Bowen said yesterday, Xie Zhongwu said that these few days are a bit boring, this situation is not like torrential rain, but rather a trend of continuous rain.

"Wait a minute, tell my eldest brother and second brother not to make too much. Soak more beans when the rain stops at night. Keep it up. Tomorrow, I will make half of the oily skin and half of tofu, and the tofu should be thinner, no more than two fingers .If they are all moldy, the tofu can be sold to make money back.”

"I've made a note of it." Xie Bowen nodded, put on his coir raincoat and went to find Xie Dalang and Xie Erlang.

The next day, as Xie Lang expected, the drizzle was still falling, and it didn't stop till night.

Xie Dalang heard Xie Bowen's words yesterday and felt that Xie Lang was timid.It wasn't Xie Jianye who stopped him, so he soaked more beans.I saw that the rain did not stop today, and I didn't dare to make oily skin the next day.

The same goes for Xie Bowen, especially when he thought of Xie Lang's saying that oily skin is moldy, and relying on tofu to pay back his capital, he even pressured his brother Zhongwu to make tofu.

At noon on the fifth day, the rain stopped.But the ground was very wet, so I couldn't drive, so I took it to Chang'an, and when I arrived in Chang'an City, the wine shop was closed.

As a last resort, the six families could only wait another day.

But at this time, the tofu made on the first day has mold.

In the afternoon, Xie Bowen went to Xie Lang's house with a bowl of sticky tofu, and worried, "Is this really edible?"

"I was planning to go to your house." Xie Lang reached out to touch the tofu, "I can't eat it."

pat!

The bowl in Xie Bowen's hand fell to the ground, "Can't eat it?!"