Dressing in another world to be a brother

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Pour the tender white tofu cut into small cubes into a hot pan, and stir-fry until the golden-yellow minced meat is mixed with the sauce to instantly blanch the red tofu.

Zhang Chong carefully swiped the shovel and flipped it over.

Ji Yuzhu was choked by the smell of oil and spicy sauce and coughed lightly, Jiang Weiyan hurriedly pulled him back a few steps.

Ji Yuzhu squeezed his hand, smiled at him, and then turned her head to see how the dishes next to her were getting ready.

The highlight of the New Year's Eve - fried tofu.

In the afternoon, Zhang Chong and Zeng Fu had fried tofu in advance.

Now start preparing for the tofu feast tonight.

On the long table in the middle of the kitchen, there are tofu, dried tofu and various side dishes.

Zheng Fang and Liu Caihua occupy a corner of the table chopping all kinds of garlic, onion and ginger.

Fang Xiaoan was still immersed in stuffing the tofu with meat.

Chen Yi at the other stove put the stuffed white tofu into the pot one by one, and started frying slowly on a low heat, while instructing Fang Dazhi to put the pile of firewood that had been brought in.

Zeng Fu pulled out the marinade that was boiled last night, put the dried tofu in it, brought it to a boil and simmered on a low fire, then hurriedly ran to another boiler, lifted the lid to look at the tofu soup, and found that the cabbage was not soft yet. , covered it again, and stuffed another thin firewood into the stove.

Xu Wenshan took a large plate of fried tofu and took up a stove. He started to heat up the oil in the pan, poured in seasoned fungus and sautéed until fragrant, and finally poured in the fried tofu and stir-fried.

All of a sudden, the huge kitchen was filled with various aromas.

You Feng scurry around the place, grabbing a chopstick to taste the dishes that are out of the pot.

Before it got dark, the tofu banquet was ready.

The cold ones include soft tofu with preserved eggs and cold salad with three shreds;

Meat options include pan-fried Yong Tau Foo, braised Yong Tau Foo, stir-fried shredded pork, and bean dregs cake;

The vegetarian ones include homemade tofu, mapo tofu, marinated fragrant dry;

Add cabbage and lean meat tofu soup, and two big dishes of braised meat and stewed meat, a table of twelve dishes.

There are two tables, and each table is full of dishes.

There was also a copy left in the kitchen for Chen Yi and the others to have a good meal at a separate table.

As the head of the family, Jiang Weiyan stood up and toasted first.

Apart from You Yunle and Ji Yuzhu, there was no serious scholar present here, and Jiang Weiyan, who was also a rough guy at heart, said a few auspicious words at will, and the banquet started.

Attracted by the colors and aromas of dishes that had never been seen on the table, all the people with green eyes stretched out their chopsticks in unison.

For a while, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks was heard during the banquet.

Ji Yuzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head, scooped up a bowl of soup for Jiang Weiyan who was also busy cooking, and whispered: "Eat slowly, be careful of choking."

Jiang Weiyan swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's okay, I'm used to it!" He wiped his mouth proudly, "Take them to climb the mountain with heavy loads in the afternoon, it consumes too much, and they are starving to death." Tofu bubble, hurriedly stopped him, "You can grind and eat a meal for half an hour, and you don't bring a few grains of rice. What else do you want me to eat? Eat it yourself."

Ji Yuzhu 囧, took back the chopsticks and gave him a blank look: "You ate too fast, okay? I don't know how long you have been hungry, just pour the bowl into your mouth and it's over."

"Yes, it's because I ate too fast." With chopsticks in his hand, Ji Yuzhu's bowl instantly sprang to the top.

"Are you still holding it? Where do I get the chopsticks from?" Ji Yuzhu used the chopsticks to block him, blocking his intention to stuff another piece of braised pork into his bowl.

Jiang Weiyan had no choice but to withdraw, stuffed the meat into his mouth angrily, and said vaguely: "Eat so little, don't cry tired tonight——hmm!"

Ji Yuzhu withdrew his feet calmly, and smiled at You Yunle who looked over suspiciously: "Father, what's the matter?"

You Yunle glanced at them strangely: "It's okay." After a pause, "This tofu is quite delicious, I didn't expect that little soybeans have so many tricks."

You Jinxu looked over with admiration in his eyes, with rice grains still on the corner of his mouth: "Uncle's food is delicious, tofu is delicious! Tofu brain is also delicious!"

Ji Yuzhu touched Xiao Jinxu's head with a smile: "If you like to eat, eat more. Chinese New Year is so delicious, we will eat something different tomorrow."

You Jinxu nodded excitedly.

Zhao Zhiyuan leaned over: "Sir, this mapo tofu is really good, smooth and tender!"

"Hahaha, yes." You Chengkun, who was on the main seat, nodded, "It's suitable for an old man like me, it's tender and fragrant." Chao Jiyuzhu gave a thumbs up, "Our Yuzhu's cooking skills are really good."

You Feng interface: "It's great to make money."

Ji Yuzhu smiled shyly: "Grandpa, don't praise me, I'm just a prescription from miscellaneous books." Turning to You Feng, "Brother Feng, you also read the recipe this afternoon, it's not worth it." You two or one?"

"It's worth it. Don't worry, the money won't escape you. Write it down to me later."

You Feng knew very well that the big head was making tofu, and he said that the recipe required money to buy, but he gave him the tofu recipe at half-sale and half-gift.

As long as he sticks to the method of making tofu, these recipes will be the hen that lays golden eggs.

The next day is approaching the Chinese New Year.

Ji Yuzhu led Chen Yi and the others to sweep the completed courtyards. Even though the new courtyards were not dirty, they were exhausted.

He sighed, no wonder Father and Brother Yan said they would buy more servants.

Starting from the 25th day of the new year, Jiang Weiyan and others, regardless of the approaching end of the year, increased the intensity of training instead.

Ji Yuzhu knew what this meant.

He can't help, except for the daily 36-meter class, he can only do logistics, and make delicious food for them in different ways, so that they will not be short of food, sewing, cleaning, etc. them.

It was not until the 29th year that Jiang Weiyan gave these soldiers a holiday, and he also began to cling to Ji Yuzhu.

The two of them were either busy in the kitchen, reading together in the study in the backyard, or sticking together in the room.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, make cakes, steamed buns, and decals;

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, ancestor worship;

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve dinner;

On the first day of the new year, wear new clothes and make dumplings;

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, offering sacrifices to the God of Wealth;

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, burn the door god paper.

And on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, when other people's families were still celebrating the New Year, Ji Yuzhu's military law school started again, and continued the lectures from the previous year's course, even speeding up the progress.

Jiang Weiyan had already learned the entire 36 tricks with her husband in a small stove during the New Year's Eve. After the new year, he went to the capital every day and came back to practice by himself in the middle of the afternoon.

Before the Lantern Festival, Ji Yuzhu's class is also over.

On the day of the end of the class, because Jiang Weiyan hadn't seen anyone recently, Deng Xin, who was brought over by Zhao Zhiyuan to study, hesitated for a moment, and came over and handed him a letter sealed with wax.

"Sir, I just learned that General Jiang is going to northern Xinjiang. I can't help you. This is a letter written by me. The prefect of Pingliang City has an old relationship with me. If you need him, you can go to him. It's not about life, presumably he won't refuse."

Regardless of whether the Pingliang City is useful or not, Ji Yuzhu was greatly moved by this kindness.

He took it over and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Deng. If there is anything I can do to help in the future, I, Ji Yuzhu, will definitely not refuse."

Deng Xin waved his hand: "You're being polite, I don't know if I can help General Jiang."

After sending off the students, the Dongkua Academy was half empty in an instant.

When Jiang Weiyan came back, Ji Yuzhu handed him the letter and told him about it.

Jiang Weiyan was overjoyed, took the letter and scanned it, and found that it was sealed with wax, so he believed the letter even more.

This is a great help!

In his previous life, the magistrate of Pingliang City was assassinated at the very beginning, which caused panic among the people. Pingliang City was destroyed in just two days, leading to a series of defeats later.

With this letter, he can discuss and prepare with the magistrate in advance.

Ji Yuzhu reminded: "Remember to thank Mr. Deng." After thinking about it, "And Mr. Zhao."

"Okay!" Jiang Weiyan hugged Ji Yuzhu excitedly: "Fu Lang, you are really my lucky star."

Ji Yuzhu: ...

Well, it would be nice to be able to help!

Suddenly, it is the Lantern Festival.

After eating Lantern Festival with You Chengkun and the others, Jiang Weiyan held the lantern in one hand and Ji Yuzhu in the other, and the two walked back slowly.

"Polygonatum."

"Ok?"

"Fu Lang."

"Ok?"

"baby."

"Ah."

"Baby, I've called you several times, why don't you call me husband?" Jiang Weiyan squeezed the softness in his heart.

"Hmm, if you call me, do I have to call you?" Ji Yuzhu raised his lips and raised his fingers to scratch his palm.

"Reciprocity." Jiang Weiyan squeezed his hand again.

"Do you want to be so extravagant?"

"Well, we really don't need to be so extravagant." Just arrived at the main room, Jiang Weiyan opened the door first and went in, and hung up the lantern, "However, I just like to hear you call me that."

Ji Yuzhu lit the oil lamp on the table: "It's too nasty to scream."

Jiang Weiyan blew out the lantern, turned around and closed the door, walked over and circled Ji Yuzhu from behind: "Then why are you shouting when you're on the bed?"

"..." Ji Yuzhu elbowed him back.

Jiang Weiyan laughed and fell on top of him.

The two cuddled quietly.

"baby."

"Ok?"

"Baby." Jiang Weiyan lowered his head and kissed him first, "I'm ready to go."

Ji Yuzhu paused, turned around in his arms, and looked up at him: "Are you sure? When?"

"Two days later."

Ji Yuzhu's tongue trembled: "...so urgent?"

"Yeah. I want to go see it sooner." Jiang Weiyan paused, rubbing his chin on his head, "I still want to spend my whole life with you, I must be fully prepared."

Ji Yuzhu's heart was astringent, and he put his arms around his strong waist: "Brother Yan..."

Jiang Weiyan lowered his head to find his lips, and kissed him carefully.

Ji Yuzhu, who was already familiar with his breath, leaned against him with a limp leg.

Jiang Weiyan put his big palm behind him, picked him up, and walked into the inner room.

In the dim light of the inner room, one piece of clothing was thrown out.

□□, panting, sticky water stains...

"baby!"

"baby!"

"baby!"

Jiang Weiyan panted, and murmured softly: "If I die, you..." Thinking that he might be contaminated with other people's breath, his eyes flashed a wolf-like cruelty, "I really wish..."

Ji Yuzhu, who was in a daze, didn't hear what he was saying at all, and just groaned unconsciously.

For the next two days, Ji Yuzhu almost died on the bed.

……

Because Jiang Weiyan had to hurry, Ji Yuzhu didn't even have to pack his luggage.

Just give him enough money, two sets of change of clothes, a copy of the 36 calculations by hand, plus some easy-to-carry flatbreads made by Zhang Chong, and it is basically the same.

When Jiang Weiyan left, Ji Yuzhu hadn't gotten up yet.

When he opened his eyes, it was already bright outside the sky, and the dent on the side of the pillow proved that the upside down before was not in his imagination.

Reaching out to touch the already cold pillow, Ji Yuzhu sighed.

He got up, put on his clothes, and went out after washing in the corner room.

You Yunle was sitting in the outer room flipping through a book when she heard footsteps and raised her head: "Finally woke up? I thought you were going to sleep until the afternoon."

Ji Yuzhu was embarrassed: "Father, why are you here?"

"If you don't come here again, I thought Da Jiang packed you up and took you away." You Yunle rolled his eyes at him, "Tell me, how many days have you been cooped up in the room?"

Ji Yuzhu went forward to sit down softly, blushing and replied: "I, I'm just tired from the Chinese New Year."

"Come on, who doesn't know! Let Da Jiang bring you meals into the house every day, just like a confinement brother and wife."

"..." Ji Yuzhu will no longer be melancholy, he is so angry that he wants to catch the culprit, Jiang Weiyan, and beat him up.

You Yunle stood up: "Can I still go? The craftsmen are all back, and the west cross courtyard has already started construction. Didn't the classrooms and dormitories say to be built according to your wishes? The craftsmen are waiting for you to see how to make it Woolen cloth."

Ji Yuzhu's eyes lit up: "Eh? Got this one? Then let's go and have a look~"

"I'd better go and get you something to eat first. Look at your trembling look, are you afraid that others will not know that you have been fooling around in bed for three days?"

Ji Yuzhu: ...

Dad, as an unmarried boy, can you be a little more reserved when you talk about this topic?