I am old in the Han Dynasty

The room was silent.

Xie Lang clenched the chopsticks in his hand, took a deep breath, "Your Majesty, can the grassroots pretend they didn't hear you?"

"Can't!"

Wei Qing couldn't bear it anymore, "Your Majesty, if you give the iron pot to Your Majesty, Saburo will not be able to cook."

The General is a good man.

Xie Lang sighed in his heart, nodded and said, "Yes."

"You have a pottery urn at home. Or you can make another one."

That's easy to say.

Xie Lang resisted the urge to swear, "It takes half a month for Caomin to make an iron pot. It only takes one day for the skilled craftsmen around His Majesty to make a pot. If Your Majesty thinks that Caomin's pot is a fairy pot, His Majesty can take an iron pot to make a pot with Caomin." Change."

Wei Qing couldn't help turning to Liu Che, couldn't he?

Liu Che really thought so in his heart.But he couldn't admit it, otherwise Xie Lang would have to tell him that someone was transformed from a monkey, "You are right. When I get back, I will order craftsmen to make pots."

"Caomin write down the method and usage." Xie Lang immediately went to get a brush and ink and asked Wei Qing to write for him, but he was afraid of being slow, so Liu Che went to expose his fault.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Liu Che said, "You are so stingy."

"Caomin is a villain, so he can't be arrogant." Xie Lang said without raising his head.

Liu Che choked suddenly, "...For your own things, you would rather be a villain?"

"Yes." Xie Lang glanced at him, then continued to polish the ink.

Wei Qing's hands trembled, and he held back a laugh before continuing to write.

Seeing this, Liu Che sneered, "Besides this, what else can the iron pot do?"

Xie Lang said casually: "Stir-fried vegetables. It's cold now. In a few days, you can chop bamboo shoots and fry them in hot oil. You can also fry them—no more."

Liu Che laughed angrily, "What are you frying? If you don't say anything, I'll take your pot away."

Xie Lang slapped himself on the mouth.

"It's late." Liu Che said leisurely, "To be honest, I forgive you for your innocence."

"Did the third master make a mistake?" Xiao Qi ran in and asked.

Xie Lang stretched out his hand, and the child nestled in his arms, "No. It's your grandpa Meng Da who wants to eat pancakes. I don't want to make them for him. He scares me."

"Pancakes? I want to eat them too, Third Master." The child turned around and looked at him eagerly. "Pancakes tonight?"

Xie Lang: "You just said that you won't eat at night."

"Is it okay not to eat tomorrow night?"

Xie Lang shook his head, "One must keep one's word. One cannot be established without one's trust." Turning to look at Liu Che, "A business cannot prosper without trust. A country will decline without trust. Your Majesty, do you think so?"

"Grandpa Meng Da, isn't it?" The child turned to Liu Che.

Liu Chexu nodded at her, "You can do it, Xie Sanlang. Yes!"

Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief, the pot was saved.

"I want to eat pancakes too." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang didn't go down in one breath, almost choking, "Your Majesty is twenty-six, right? Xiao Qi, how old is it?"

"I'm six years old." The child held out six fingers.

Liu Che knew that if he took advantage of the situation and said no to eating, he would fall into Xie Lang's trick, "You said that food is the sky for the people. Xiao Qi and I are both big men."

"I want to try it too." Wei Qing put away the brush, "Shall I light the fire for you?"

Xie Lang sighed and looked at Wei Qing.Wei Qing nodded seriously.Xie Lang thought that he was a soldier like himself in his previous life, and that in two years he would still have to shed blood and sweat for the country and the people, so he put Xiao Qi down and stood up, "I'm afraid of you."

"Why?" The child didn't understand.

Liu Che picked him up, "There is no reason. Your third master agreed. Let's go to the kitchen."

"Don't go." Xie Lang said hastily.

Liu Che was worried, "I'm fine here. Could it be that Xiao Qi and I are staring at each other?"

"Let's go." Xie Lang carried the plate and walked outside.

There was only oil in the pan where the noodles were fried, and Xie Lang didn't brush it again.Add a handful of chopped green onion and a few eggs to a bowl of batter, and when the pan is hot, Xie Lang scoops a spoonful and sprinkles it in.

For a moment, turn over.After doing this three or four times, Xie Lang took out the thin bread and put it on a plate.

Liu Che put a piece into his mouth, showing a disappointed expression, "It's not as delicious as your fried noodles."

"Compared to the few and tasteless noodles?" Xie Lang asked.

Liu Che: "It's much more delicious than that." He froze when he said it, he was really confused by the oil and salt in the stove.He asked Xie Lang to make pancakes, isn't it just to change the taste when he has had enough noodles and noodle soup.

Xie Lang saw his complexion changing, so he didn't say anything else, "Caomin didn't know how to make pasta before. Pancakes are only learned recently. Learn other things someday, and then make them for His Majesty."

"What?" Liu Che asked.

Xie Lang: "The noodles are wrapped with meat, steamed on the tray."

"Isn't it fishy?" Wei Qing was suspicious.

Xie Lang wanted to say, how could it be fishy.After thinking about it, Wei Qing must have thought of mutton. "Pigs were castrated when they were young and raised with grass, sweet potatoes or wheat bran. They are more delicious than mutton."

"You—" Liu Che swallowed the words when he saw the children beside him, "Why doesn't your family raise pigs?"

Xie Lang: "Cheap!"

Liu Che was speechless.After a while, he said again, "I'll give you two pennies, sell the sheep and raise the pigs?"

"Then make it for you to eat?" Xie Lang glared at him, thinking beautifully!

Liu Che pointed at himself, "I am the king."

"Your Majesty!" Xie Lang sighed, "Shanglin Garden is such a big place, and there are so many people in it, you can't raise as many as you want."

Liu Che opened his mouth, wanting to say that it is your honor to raise pigs for me.But Xie Lang didn't care about anything, and when he was in a hurry, he dared to threaten himself with his life. Liu Che could only sigh, "I don't want to raise him, do I? I come to your house when I have time."

"Nurture it, let's do it." Xie Lang took out the cake and poured a spoonful of batter into it, "Light up the fire. Let Zhongqing eat some. Zhongqing didn't eat much just now."

Wei Qing didn't dare, and quickly said, "I'm full from the fruit."

Speaking of this, when the two left, Xie Lang gave Wei Qing two large durians, one was ripe and the other could be kept for three or four days.Give Liu Che a bag of mangoes the size of a grown man's palm.

Liu Che saw that he didn't speak, so Xie Lang prepared it for him, and stopped talking about his blame.But two days later, he ordered someone to send two strings of money.

Xie Lang wanted to swear at these two pieces of money, and was worried about teaching Xiao Qi badly, so he could only mutter a few times in his heart, and then looked for the little piggy everywhere.

People in silkworm farming are not short of money, and pork is so cheap that no one raises pigs.

Xie Lang went all over Wen's house before finding a little piglet.

After the little piglets were brought home, Xie Lang sold the four sheep.

This time it's amazing.

Is he crazy to sell sheep and raise pigs?

Xie Jianye came to him when he came back from the city, "Pigs are so cheap, why are you raising pigs?"

Liu Ayu asked him to raise pigs, but he dared not stop raising them.

"Zhongqing's elder brother heard people say that piglets grow fast after castration, and the meat is not fishy. I don't know if it is true or not, so let me try to raise one." Before Xie Jianye could speak, he said, "Give me the money. From now on, give me all the bean dregs from your family. I will give you [-] Wen a month."

Xie Jianye frowned, "Where are these words?"

"Don't be polite to me about the money given by Mr. Wang." Xie Lang said, "It was given by the person who came to see me a few days ago."

Xie Jianye: "Is he a servant of Prince Wang's family?"

"Yes!" Xie Lang pointed to the main room, "It's still on the table."

Xie Jianye nodded, "Okay then. I'll go back and tell your elder brother and second brother."

The next day, Xie Dalang and Xie Erlang each sent half a bucket of bean dregs.

Xie Lang's head started to hurt again, "I only have one pig."

"Then feed two more." Xie Erlang said, "Kill it and feed it to Brother Monkey, so you won't have to buy someone else's."

Xie Lang thought about it, it makes sense.Anyway, one head is also fed, and three heads are also fed.The next day, he went out to buy two more.

The people in the silkworm farm stared at Xie Lang's house all day long, seeing that he had brought three pigs in a row, they couldn't sit still, so they urged Xie Guang to ask why he suddenly changed to raising pigs.Is the price of pork going to rise?

Xie Guang happened to be curious too, so he went to find Xie Lang with his parents' consent.

When the silkworm farmers first started making tofu, they were reluctant to throw away the bean dregs, so they tried to make it and eat it.Later, there was too much, and I couldn't eat it anymore, so I used it to feed livestock.

Xie Lang always thought it was extravagant to feed herbivorous animals with bean dregs. When Xie Guang said that everyone in the village wanted to know why he changed to raising pigs, he told him directly what he had said to Xie Jianye.

Considering the cheapness of pork, Xie Lang was worried that the silkworm farmers would follow suit in raising pigs and complain behind his back if they would not make money next year, so he said, "What Mr. Wang told me, he himself doesn't know whether it is true or not. When my three pigs grow up and the pork tastes as delicious as Zhongqing's brother said, you can raise them again."

"I trust Uncle Saburo." Xie Guang said without thinking.

Xie Lang laughed, "If you believe it, you can raise it. But what I said, you have to tell the villagers."

"I know. I'll tell them now." Xie Guang walked out after finishing speaking.

The next day, there were [-] more households raising pigs in the sericulture.

After Xie Lang found out, he didn't go out for a few days, afraid that if he went out, they would catch him and ask if pork was really better than mutton.

After the hot tide subsided, Xie Lang wanted to go out to get some air, and it was snowing heavily.

Sitting in the kitchen, Xie Lang and Xiao Qi were roasting sweet potatoes and watching the heavy snowflakes flying all over the sky, laughing happily.

Xiao Qi was very curious, "What are you laughing at, Third Master?"

"Next year must be a good year." Xie Langxin said, this heavy snowfall, Liu Che will not be able to bother him for at least half a month.

Xiaoqi: "Can you harvest a lot of wheat?"

"Yes." Xie Lang took out the sweet potato and felt it soft, "Here you are!"

Xiao Qi handed over the plate, "But I like sweet potatoes."

"Then you should eat more." Xie Lang said, "We're full, let's not cook for lunch."

The child hurriedly asked, "What about evening?"

"I'll cook egg soup for you tonight." Xie Lang said.

Xiao Qi was happy, "I like egg soup."

"I know." Xie Lang touched his little face, "Is it cold? I'll close the door."

The child shook his head, "It's not cold."

"Sauro!"

Xie Lang got up abruptly, looked around, saw nothing shady, so he relaxed, "Who is it?"

"Me! Come out!"

Xie Lang realized that it was Xie Jiankang who was standing in front, "Look at the fire, Xiao Qi." After running out, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Xie Jianming's house is about to collapse." Xie Jiankang tugged at his arm, "Go and find a solution."

Xie Lang quickly grabbed his hand, "Wait, wait, I'm warming up by the fire in the house, wait until I put out the fire."

"Then go quickly." Xie Jiankang urged.

Xie Lang ran into the house to remove the sweet potatoes, put a can of water on the small red clay stove, carried Xiao Qi in his arms and went outside, "It just snowed, why is it about to collapse?"

"Just now a straw mat was blown off by the wind. If it goes down like this, the roof will collapse at night." Xie Jiankang said.

Xie Lang: "Do they have any other relatives? Go to a relative's house and stay overnight."

"It's gone. Xie Jianming originally had a younger brother who died in the battlefield when he was a soldier in his early years. He couldn't leave a successor, so he and his family are the only one left." Xie Jiankang explained as he walked.

Xie Lang paused.

"What's wrong?" Xie Jiankang asked hurriedly.

Xie Lang raised his hand and pointed south.

"You mean to live in the drying room now?" Xie Jiankang followed his finger to look, "It was built in the village. It is still used in normal times."

Xie Lang shook his head, "I mean the school in the south."

There is an alley behind the drying room leading directly to the school.Xie Lang saw it just now when he turned his head and patted the snow on Xiao Qi's body, "Who else is there besides theirs? The head of the three rooms in the school, separated by bamboo mats, can live in two more."

The school was closed half a month ago.Xie Lang agreed with his master that the class will start on February [-] next year.In other words, Xie Jianming's family can live in the school until the end of the first month.

Such a long time is long enough for Xie Jianming's family to build a new house.

Xie Jiankang thought that his family had bought a lot of bricks, so they could start building the house when the snow melts tomorrow, "This is also a way. You go back and get the keys, and I will go to Xie Jianming's house."

"By the way, ask who else's house is about to collapse." Xie Lang reminded.

Xie Jiankang raised his hand to urge him to go quickly, "I know it well."

There are many people whose main house may be crushed by heavy snow, but these people can still live in their side houses.Xie Lang and Xie Jiankang asked separately, and in the end only Xie Jianming's family needed to move.

Xie Lang picked a few young and strong people to help the family of three move, and reminded the others not to sleep so deeply at night, and then went home with Xiaoqi in his arms.

Xie Lang took off his cotton shoes when he got home, and saw that the inside was wet, but his feet were still hot, so he couldn't help but feel glad that he had grown the cotton.Otherwise, his feet would have to look like steamed buns if the sky turned outside for an hour.

Thinking of steamed buns made with dough, Xie Lang felt homesick again, thinking of the steamed buns made by his mother.

When it comes out of the pan, it has a strong noodle fragrance and is full of strength. It does not have the strange taste of the steamed buns sold, and there is still a hint of sweetness in his mouth after eating. He can just eat the steamed buns without eating vegetables.

However, yeast or old noodles are needed to make steamed buns.No yeast, old noodles?Xie Lang decided to try it when the weather warmed up.However, Xie Lang didn't wait for the warm weather, but instead waited for Liu Che to come.

On December [-]th, the weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly. Xie Lang and Xiao Qi were sitting at the door of the main room basking in the sun. When they heard the sound of horseshoes, they immediately wanted to pick up Xiao Qi and run away.

Before Xie Lang could take any action, he heard a knock on the door.

Xie Lang raised his hand at the Golden Monkey, "Go!"

What are you doing?The golden monkey looked at Xie Lang with a bewildered expression.

Xiaoqi stood up, "Brother Monkey, come here, I will teach you to open the door."

Hearing its name, the golden monkey followed, and saw the child standing on tiptoe to reach the door latch, and raised its paw to help the child pull it out.

Xiao Qi opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Brother Monkey, you are so smart."

"Xiaoqi, open the door."

Xiao Qi opened the door and looked around, "Your grandpa Zhongqing didn't come."

The child started to run inside.

Liu Che fell back angrily, "Xie Xiaoqi, am I a tiger?"

"In Xiao Qi's eyes, fierce tigers are not scary." Xie Lang went up to meet him, picked up the child, and pointed to the white tiger lying on the ground, "My tiger is so good."

Liu Che glared at him and walked into the house.

Xie Lang understood that something happened.Liu Che was in a very bad mood, and he came to him only to get some fresh air, or to temporarily avoid the troubles in the palace.

When you are in a bad mood, you have to eat something sweet.

Xie Lang often heard this sentence in his previous life, so he asked Xiao Qi to enter the house to accompany Liu Che while he went to the kitchen.

Liu Che didn't like durians, so Xie Lang went to Jiangshan Tu to pick a sugarcane, peeled it, cut it into quarters, and cut it into one-inch lengths. Then he found a clean wet towel, and then carried the sugarcane to the main room.

Liu Che couldn't help showing a smile, "When you're not talking, you're more sensible than those servants in my palace."

Xie Lang rolled his eyes at him, spread out the quilt he made himself and threw it to Liu Che.

Liu Che covered his legs, wiped his hands, pinched a piece of sugarcane, "Pour me some hot tea."

"Only clear soup." Xie Lang reminded him.

Liu Che nodded.

Xie Lang immediately confirmed that he was really in a bad mood, otherwise he would not have missed the good opportunity to mock him.

It was hard to be an emperor, and Liu Che in the early days was even harder. Although Xie Lang thought he was shameless more than once, he was so angry that he came to him when he saw him, and he didn't intend to get angry with him.

After the tea was brewed, Xie Lang opened the box on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, and handed Liu Che a box of red dates.

Liu Che frowned, "I don't want to eat."

"Sweet as honey." Xie Lang passed the words to Xiaoqi and the others while speaking.

Xiao Qi took it and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's delicious."

Liu Che saw that his cheeks were bulging, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to Xie Lang.

Xie Lang pushed the box in front of him, and took out a box of pine nuts from the box under the bookshelf.

Liu Che saw that there were two boxes on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, "What's in there?"

"It's the same thing. I finished eating it." Xie Lang pulled it away for him to take a look, then pushed it back, "This thing is so raw that I can't eat it, and I don't know how to fry it. I tried it for more than 20 days, and some of it was ruined by me." Yes. Be careful when you eat."

Liu Che hummed, but didn't reach out.

Seeing him looking at the pine nuts in his hand from time to time, Xie Lang guessed that he was used to being served and didn't bother to peel them.

Peel off a small pile, divide one into two, give half to Xiao Qi, and hand the other half to him.

Liu Che was also polite, grabbed a pinch and put it in his mouth.

Xie Lang wanted to say something to ridicule him, but thinking about how difficult it would be for him, he swallowed the words back, "This stuff can invigorate the kidneys and qi, nourish the blood and moisten the intestines."

"Isn't it medicine?" Liu Che asked hurriedly.

Xie Lang shook his head, "No. In fact, the so-called panaceas are not as good as the whole grains that people often eat. It's like some people get sick easily, eat more lean meat and things made of beans, and move often when they have nothing to do. Your body will be fine."

"You still understand this?" Liu Che couldn't help laughing when he said it, "I forgot that you are—"

"No!" Xie Lang interrupted him, "Caomin said it for the last time, it's really not true. Has Your Majesty forgotten what Caomin said before?"

Of course Liu Che didn't forget that Xie Lang said that he was a spy trained by the court with a lot of money, "And teach you medical skills?"

"Not proficient. But it can cure diseases that can't be cured by magic sticks." Xie Lang looked at him, "Do you want Caomin to feel His Majesty's pulse?"