Madam, let's steam buns together

Zhang Huaruo didn't want Yang Dabao to misunderstand: "My father is not a person who likes extravagance. He usually eats some vegetables, tofu, fish and other food, and occasionally he cooks a slightly richer meal. He doesn't eat big fish and meat every day."

He looked at the nearly full bucket of sea cucumbers and shark fins, showing a puzzled expression: "It is reasonable to say that even if the family wants to greet distinguished guests in the near future, it is impossible for Daddy to buy so many shark fins. He always refuses any gift from him, except for those two people."

Daddy would only accept the precious ingredients from those two people. One was the little emperor, and Zhang Xieyi would usually accept the little emperor's rewards, occasionally pretending to shirk it but actually would still accept it; the other was Prince Shu.

Lycium barbarum circled around the wooden barrel containing shark's fin and sea cucumber, and indeed saw a sign on it, and turned the sign to Zhang Huaruo and Yang Dabao: "Master, it is the sign of Prince Shu's Mansion."

"It's no wonder that he is the only one who can make such a big deal, and he can give away so much as soon as he gives it away."

Lycium barbarum nodded in agreement: "This is too much, it can last for a long time."

Listening to the conversation between their master and servant, Yang Dabao understood that the shark fin was given to the prime minister by Prince Shu, and the prime minister asked the old housekeeper to deliver it to their house.

Lycium barbarum suggested casually: "There are so many, let's give some to the neighbors nearby. They may have never eaten sea cucumber and shark's fin, so let everyone try it."

Yang Dabao agreed with this proposal, but Zhang Huaruo shook his head and told him not to send medlars. Seeing that he disagreed, Yang Dabao didn't say anything, and turned his attention to the pile of delivered things again, being attracted by one of them. attention.

The young master did not agree to distribute these good things to the neighbors. Wolfberry felt strange, and asked the young master in a low voice: "Master, in the prime minister's mansion, the master and you often distributed these rewards from the palace to everyone, why don't you today?" agree?"

Zhang Huaruo looked at Yang Dabao who was squatting in front of a small iron cage, and said seriously: "The situation is different, how can we generalize it."

"What's different? Gouqizi doesn't understand, so the young master tells Gouqizi."

But Gouqizi was really curious, so Zhang Huaruo explained to Gouqizi in a low voice: "It's inevitable for people to have jealousy. As the son of the prime minister, most people don't care that I can eat bird's nest and shark's fin, because they are not the same as the prime minister's family." There is a sense of distance between them, but if the people around them who used to live the same way as them suddenly became rich and gave them these things, after a moment of gratitude, who would not feel a little turmoil in their hearts?"

Lycium barbarum seems to understand: "But everyone in the prime minister's mansion is very happy when they get the reward from the master and you."

"You also said that it is a reward. If we distribute them to our neighbors now, in your eyes, it is sharing. In their eyes, we are giving alms. In everyone's eyes, we are no longer from the prime minister's mansion. , but Dabao’s wife and Dabao’s entourage, how can they put on a high profile and give things to them.”

Lycium barbarum nana said: "You don't think so much, do you?"

Zhang Huaruo gave him an example: "If my father gave you a box of gold because there is too much gold in the prime minister's mansion, are you happy?"

Wolfberry nodded of course: "Happy!"

"Then if, one day, Shunzi also gave you a box of gold, saying that his family has too many flowers to spend, so I gave you some, are you happy?"

Shunzi is a servant in the prime minister's mansion, just like wolfberry, she was an orphan since she was a child and was taken in by Zhang Xieyi in the mansion.

This time Wolfberry hesitated for a moment, he frowned and said, "How could Shunzi have so much gold?"

"Just as if he was spotted by a wealthy businessman and adopted back as an adopted son, so he has money."

Lycium barbarum scratched his head. He should have said he would be happy. After all, he won a box of gold for nothing, so why would he be unhappy? He is no worse than Shunzi in all aspects. It would be great if the rich businessman could adopt his goji berries.

Thinking of this, the wolfberry suddenly came to mind, that's why the young master didn't agree to give things to the neighbors.

Because the people around here are not rich and powerful, it is estimated that they may not be willing to buy sea cucumbers and shark fins even if it is Chinese New Year. In their eyes, this thing is equivalent to a box of gold, Yang Dabao is equivalent to Shunzi, and he wolfberry What the child feels is what they feel.

Zhang Huaruo stroked Gouqizi's little head, and said earnestly: "We don't have the intention of showing off, and maybe they don't mean to think so, but it's human nature to always compare yourself with the people around you who are within your reach."

Lycium barbarum lowered his head, blaming himself for such a bad idea, and wilted.

Zhang Huaruo continued to rub Gouqizi's little head, trying to bring back his vitality, and said with a smile: "Things may not necessarily develop as I said, maybe I judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. "

Gouqizi took off Zhang Huaruo's hand on his head and stroked his hair: "Master, you don't need to comfort me. Gouqizi knows that you are not a villain. What the young master said is obviously very reasonable. More, see more thoroughly."

Zhang Huaruo picked out a basket of cut beef from the inside and handed it to Gouqizi: "You can't give away a box of gold, but you can still give away beef worth one or two taels. You can distribute them to the left and right neighbors later, and don't worry about it." Said that the family could not finish eating and gave it to them, and said that it was to thank them for taking care of Dabao all these years."

"Yeah!" Goji berry took the beef, and the full basket was a bit heavy, and the inside was wrapped piece by piece with lotus leaves, "Goji berry will go to work now!"

Seeing that the goji berries finally regained their youthful spirit, Zhang Huaruo was relieved, and secretly warned himself

In the end, it is better not to talk to medlar about these things, and let medlar listen to it, it will only increase medlar's troubles.

Some people are suitable to live innocently without knowing the ugly and dark side of the world.

Walking to Yang Dabao, Yang Dabao was squatting on the ground to tease the small animal in the iron cage, Zhang Huaruo squatted down with him, watching the little animal put out its teeth and claws in a defensive posture facing Yang Dabao's teasing, " screamed, showing two big front teeth, fierce and cute.

He got up and went to the nearby woodpile to pick up a piece of dry bamboo. Zhang Huaruo handed the bamboo piece to Yang Dabao: "It eats this, you feed it this."

Yang Dabao turned his head, his eyes were full of surprise: "Ma'am, do you know what kind of animal this is?"

Zhang Huaruo said "Yes": "As the saying goes, the turtledove in the sky is the bamboo slipper on the ground, and it is the most delicious bamboo slipper among the animals that run on the ground."

"It turns out that it is a bamboo slip, it looks like a big mouse!"

"...It was originally a rat. In layman's terms, it is called a bamboo rat. Bamboo slip is another name for it. Because it likes to eat bamboo, and it runs fast when it sees people, that's why it got the name bamboo slip."

Zhang Huaruo saw that Yang Dabao liked this bamboo rat very much, and continued, "If you like it, you can keep it and raise it. It will just eat some bamboo. It shouldn't be difficult to raise."

"It looks too fierce, and I don't know if it can be raised well." At this time, the bamboo rat was already gnawing on the other end of the bamboo slice in front of Yang Dabao. Halfway through.

"It's a bit fierce. If these teeth bite someone, it may tear off a piece of flesh." Zhang Huaruo said, stretching out his fingers through the iron cage to tease it, but Yang Dabao pulled his hand over.

Yang Dabao protected Zhang Huaruo's hand in his own, and said worriedly: "It's better not to keep it so fierce, lest I accidentally bite you sometime, then I feel so distressed."

Zhang Huaruo lowered his head and smiled.

In the end, the bamboo rat was kept and raised instead of being sent to the kitchen to become a delicacy on the table.

Because the prime minister's mansion sent ten baskets of eggs, which can be used to make quicksand buns that will be sold in large quantities tomorrow. If you save money, you can go out and buy eggs. There are also a lot of beef and mutton, which can be used to make meat buns. Wasted.

After sorting and putting away the things one by one, Yang Dabao started to work hard for dinner, went to bed early tonight, and got up early tomorrow to prepare the stuffing, very hardworking.

Zhang Huaruo woke up early, opened his eyes and saw that it was still dark outside, and everything was silent, except for the sound of chopping stuffing from the kitchen, which was not very loud and would not disturb others Qingmeng, such as wolfberry, was not woken up, and was still sleeping soundly in his own room.

After getting up and putting on a coat, Zhang Huaruo came to the door of the kitchen and leaned on the door to watch Yang Dabao busy in the kitchen.

It wasn't very cold in the early morning of this season. Because Yang Dabao still had to work, he didn't wear a jacket because he thought it was too hot. He only put on a pair of trousers and worked in the kitchen with his bare arms.

There is no one to help, and he needs to be responsible for many things alone.

The muscles on the arms are very developed because of the constant fatigue all the year round. Just looking at them from behind can make people feel the firmness and strength of the muscles. The thin layer of jersey is not greasy on it, but has a clean and refreshing feeling. The feeling of the whole back exudes a strong masculine charm.

At this moment, Zhang Huaruo felt that he really liked men. Looking at him like this, he felt a little emotional, and wanted to touch that firm and generous arm.

Yang Dabao suddenly felt that someone was staring at him, and there were still some strange fiery eyes, which made his back feel hot. He looked around, then turned his head to look at the door, but he didn't see anyone, and tilted his head in doubt, thinking it was just own illusion.

After everything was ready to go out, Yang Dabao didn't go out in a hurry, but returned to the master bedroom and came to the bedside, glanced at Zhang Huaruo who was still sleeping, and said softly: "I'm going out."

As soon as he left, Zhang Huaruo opened his eyes and covered his beating heart, without saying a word.

When Yang Dabao came to the place where he usually set up a stall, to Yang Dabao's surprise, someone was already waiting, even earlier than him!

Seeing Yang Dabao coming, those people hurriedly urged Yang Dabao: "Dabao, hurry up and steam the steamed bun you sold yesterday, we are all here to buy that... what egg sand bun, don't make us wait any longer .”

Yang Dabao knew that egg heart sandbags were very popular, but he didn't expect them to be so popular, so he asked them in surprise, "You guys came so early?"

"It's not too early, just a few steps earlier than you."

Seeing that Yang Dabao had already made several quicksand bags in a cage, and now they only needed to be steamed, the guests were a little happy. The whole street was very quiet at the moment, and they chatted with Yang Dabao without saying a word.

One of them was working temporarily at Wei Yushi's house recently, repairing several houses in Wei Yushi's house, which were more luxurious than before. Because he heard something about Prime Minister Zhang, he mentioned a few words to Yang Dabao.

"I heard that you are the new son-in-law of Prime Minister Zhang?"

Yang Dabao smiled embarrassedly and nodded.

"Let me tell you, I heard a lot of things about Prime Minister Zhang at Wei Yushi's house. They were all told by Wei Yushi's servants. It should not be fake. Do you want to hear it?"

Yang Dabao didn't care much about Prime Minister Zhang's affairs in the court, not because he didn't want to care, but because he really didn't understand those things in the court. Hearing this man say so mysteriously, he was a little curious: " Good thing or bad thing?"

If it's a good thing, he won't listen, because he doesn't need to know, if it's a bad thing, he will listen to it, so he can go back and tell Zhang Huaruo, and see if he can help the old man as much as he can.

The man came closer and said in a low voice: "Everyone knows that Wei Yushi and Prime Minister Zhang are at odds, so it can be a good thing if Wei Yushi's family talks about it!"