Lord, I heard that you are bent? [rebirth]

Niu Dashan was stunned, and then became ecstatic.

Hairpin, the hairpin is for married couples.

In the current Dayan Dynasty, a man sends a hairpin, which means asking for a job from the woman.

Although neither of them is a woman, and it is even more impossible for them to get married, but does the master send the jade hairpin, does it mean...

Niu Dashan didn't dare to think about it.

The joy in my heart is like a spring.

Duan Hongjing moved his head closer to him: "Hurry up."

With trembling hands, Niu Dashan pulled out the gold-encrusted jade hairpin from his bun, and inserted the white jade hairpin into it reverently.

Gently stroking the white jade hairpin on the bun that was almost the same as his, Niu Dashan bowed his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

When he got up, Duan Hongjing raised his hand and touched the hairpin on his head, smiling sweetly.

Later, Niu Dashan once asked him why he bought a few more for each style, isn't a pair better?

Duan Hongjing said this: "This is jade, what if it falls, of course I have to prepare a few more. If there are only so many shops, I plan to buy more."

Niu Dashan: ...

Sure enough, you can't expect too much from your master!

The next day, when Duan Hongjing woke up, he touched the cold bed next to him, curled his lips, yawned and got up.

There are too many things to do, so I can't sleep late.

As soon as he walked out of the room after washing, he saw Zhang Zhaoxu sitting there with his head bowed. He heard his footsteps and moved his feet, but he still didn't look up.

He paused, walked over and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Ting Feng quickly served him a bowl of porridge.

Duan Hongjing stirred the porcelain soup: "It's so early in the morning, why are you in a daze?"

Zhang Zhaoxu raised his head and took a peek at him. Seeing him drinking porridge calmly, he licked his lips: "Hongjing, are you not angry?"

Duan Hongjing squinted at him: "Why should I be angry?"

"That," Zhang Zhaoxu said coyly, "I had a rest early yesterday, so don't blame me. I, I was really tired on the road, and I really didn't think about anything else."

"Oh." Duan Hongjing brought a spoonful of porridge without looking up, "Really? I thought you thought about it a lot, and then you planned to have nothing to do with me forever."

Zhang Zhaoxu scratched his head: "How can it be, you are my good friend, I, I... I was just yesterday, I just didn't turn around for a while."

Duan Hongjing paused and put down the spoon: "Have you thought about it now?"

Zhang Zhaoxu nodded desperately: "Yeah. Think it over, I lost my mind at first." He coughed lightly, "Actually, it's not uncommon to be a good man. It's not that rare to have someone with some power and status. A guy who likes masculinity can be called a noble and elegant family style. Ahem, it's just that other people don't have your taste."

Who is so masculine who doesn't like the handsome boy with a delicate body and soft body.

However, he did not take the usual path, and chose a strong man with five big, three thick and fierce spirits

Duan Hongjing signaled Tingfeng to serve him a bowl of porridge: "You think I'm..."

"They're all men, who doesn't know who." Zhang Zhaoxu smirked, "I didn't expect you to be quite good at playing. The backyard is so full that it's still like this. Be careful when you're young."

Duan Hongjing gave him a blank look: "Don't you know that those women are just decorations?"

"Who knows you, maybe you like to cover up. But I don't care about it. I just want to ask," Zhang Zhaoxu came forward, "Why do you like Mr. Niu's type? Look at me, look at me," pointing Pointing to himself, "No matter how you say it, I'm a beautiful tree with a beautiful face, so why didn't you take a fancy to me?"

"...You want me to take a fancy to you?" Duan Hongjing gave him a disgusted look.

Imagining that scene, Zhang Zhaoxu trembled, and hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't, don't. I'll just say it casually." He lowered his voice, "But since you are with Mr. Niu... why did you send him out to be an official? What if he later What if I bite you back?"

"will not."

"Why not?" Zhang Zhaoxu was a little anxious, "Niu Dashan doesn't look like a good person at first glance, you will cause a lot of trouble in the future."

Duan Hongjing calmly put down the finished porridge bowl and turned to look at him: "I am serious with Daniel."

Zhang Zhaoxu blinked: "What do you mean?"

"Da Niu and I will be tied together for the rest of our lives."

"..." Zhang Zhaoxu quickly stood up, staggered too quickly, and almost fell, "No, no, no, I seem to have misheard just now. You, what did you just say?"

"You heard me right." Duan Hongjing continued to have breakfast calmly.

Zhang Zhaoxu lifted the round stool, put it beside him, and sat down close to him: "No, how could you think that way? If you do this, the imperial concubine won't agree to it, right?"

"Didn't you see that when I was in Beijing, the palace kept sending me beauties, and even gave me encounters in the imperial garden from time to time." Duan Hongjing stopped his chopsticks and thought for a while, "I reckon, half of the court officials' family I’ve seen all of my daughters to be married.”

"...You mean, both the emperor and the empress know about it?"

"Hmm." Duan Hongjing thought for a while, "Father, I don't know who it is yet."

"..." Zhang Zhaoxu knelt down, "Brother, you are really my own brother, you are too courageous, you actually... you are not afraid that your big cow will be wiped?"

"Of course I said it with all the plans."

"...Are you really planning to cut off your sleeves for the rest of your life?" Zhang Zhaoxu couldn't believe it.

"If you don't believe me, just wait and see." Duan Hongjing stopped entangled with him on this topic, and asked about other things, "Has your food team set off yet?"

Zhang Zhaoxu was taken away in an instant. He scratched his head: "Probably set off. There was no letter, so we set off according to the order."

That's it.

Duan Hongjing nodded.

After breakfast, Zhang Chaoxu excitedly asked people to take him out to play, while Duan Hongjing invited Zhou Heng.

"How long have you stayed in Xining Mansion, are you familiar with the terrain in this area?"

Zhou Heng stood under his head with his hands in his hands: "Back to the master, the slave grew up here since he was a child, and he is somewhat familiar with the surrounding area."

"Which other servants in the mansion are familiar with Xining?"

"Master, you basically grew up here."

Duan Hongjing nodded: "Well, then, later on, you will let everyone who is free come to the study. I need to know something."

"Yes."

Combining the many Xining-related books I have read, Duan Hongjing drew a general map of the surrounding area of ​​Xining Fucheng. After asking people one by one, I repaired some places that were inconsistent with the books, and added some things that were not mentioned in the books.

In the busy time, it was afternoon.

Duan Hongjing put down his pen, twisted his sore neck, and walked out of the study.

Ting Feng, who was waiting in the corridor, hurried over: "Master, do you want some refreshments?"

Duan Hongjing waved his hand: "No need, Daniel will be back in a while, just have dinner then." After a pause, "Let's go, go to the kitchen and see what you've made."

The yard is small, but it takes only a few steps to reach the kitchen.

In the fairly tidy kitchen, the servants were stir-frying the dishes. When they saw two people walking in one after the other, they were so frightened that they forgot to bow.

Duan Hongjing waved his hand: "No need to be polite, I'm busy with you, I'll just take a look."

He turned around.

Shark's fin is simmering in the stove, mutton is fried in one pot, and sesame food is stewed in another pot. There is still some mutton on the table, which will be roasted later. The staple food is shortbread and pasta.

Duan Hongjing frowned.

He ate almost the same thing yesterday and the day before yesterday. He thought it was a special arrangement for him to try the special dishes.

From this point of view, is it a regular dish?

It's still a hodgepodge, just pick the best things.

This match, tsk tsk.

"How many years have you been in the kitchen?" he asked directly.

The cook who was in charge of the spoon was a simple and honest middle-aged man. He wiped his hands nervously with a cloth towel in front of him: "Return, Master, I have been doing it for almost three years. I used to cook for a merchant's family, and they moved out earlier this year." , sold me."

Duan Hongjing frowned.

No wonder the ingredients are matched in this way, and the staple food is also served with pasta every day.

Although his family's big cow is not picky, it will not taste good if it is eaten like this.

He pondered for a moment, then looked up to see that the servants in the kitchen were waiting for him anxiously, then waved his hands: "It's nothing, you can go on with your work."

Turning his head out of the kitchen, he asked Tingfeng as he walked, "I remember I brought the cook, but did Zhuangzi come?"

"Back to the master, yes."

"Send a message tomorrow, let him come here." He smiled and shook his head, "Although this Xining cuisine is delicious, people like us who are used to Beijing cuisine can't bear to eat this every day."

Listen to the wind and take orders naturally.

The night passed like this.

The cook came over the next day and directly took over the power of the kitchen.

Before coming, Duan Hongjing specially asked the cook to go to Zhenxiu Restaurant to learn from Hunan cuisine cooks for a while.

After he came over, the daily menu suddenly became richer.

Beijing cuisine, Hunan cuisine, and Xining cuisine are intertwined, not to mention Niu Dashan, even Duan Hongjing couldn't help adding half a bowl of rice, which made Niu Dashan extremely happy.

Eat well, drink well, and with the one you love by your side, when the two rest at night, they are naturally extremely excited.

But one didn't mention it, the other didn't dare to move, the intimacy between the two was still just a taste.

Today is Niu Dashan's rest day.

The two put on black uniforms, one was handsome and the other was brave.

Under Zhang Zhaoxu's pitiful eyes, the two of them went out Shi Shiran.

"Xiao Jing, where do you want to go first?" After seeing Duan Hongjing's hand-drawn drawing, Niu Dashan was puzzled, but it did not prevent him from taking his opinion as the standard.

"Let's go, first go to the west of the city to see Mushui and Mu Yishan."

Niu Dashan frowned: "Although Muyi Mountain is majestic and steep, it's a bit far away, and it takes two days to ride back and forth on horseback. Besides, you can't enter the mountain if you haven't made complete preparations."

"Didn't you say you have to listen to me today?" Duan Hongjing flicked his whip and slapped his thigh lightly, "Besides, I don't want to go into the mountains, I just want to see from afar."

"That's it." Niu Dashan was used to his kicking and beating, but it didn't itch or hurt on him.

Well, it's just a little fun between the two of you.

Niu Dashan looked softly at the person swaying from side to side: "Don't move around, it's falling carefully."

"Da Niu," Duan Hongjing looked at him sideways, "Do you feel that you have become more and more verbose recently?"

"..."

Talking and laughing all the way, the two walked to the west of the city.

It was still early, and the west of the city was already bustling with activity.

Pedestrians come and go like weaving.

The sound of hawking and bargaining, one after another, seems so full of vitality.

The two walked in the center of the street, trying to avoid pedestrians on both sides, and walked slowly outside the city.

"Daniu, is this really the west of the city?"

"Ah."

"Who are the families in this area? Why are there so many people?"

Thinking of a day in the future, these people will...

He couldn't help but look a little dignified.

Niu Dashan naturally noticed it, and rode his horse closer to him: "What's the matter? This is the morning market, selling some breakfast food and so on. There are also many surrounding farmers who will bring their own products here for sale."

Morning market?

"available everyday?"

"Ah."

Duan Hongjing's heart sank, looking at the bustling crowd, he asked after a while, "Apart from these, what about the residents here?"

"Mostly small shops."

A small shop, where you basically eat and live.

The inspection and preparation of various materials in Xining Fucheng is just to ensure the safety of myself and Daniel, and at the same time, I take this opportunity to give credit to myself and Daniel, so as to gain more chances of winning in the future.

now……

A sense of powerlessness hits my heart, as if my heart is blocked

so many people!

There are so many people... But there is nothing he can do...