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It's rare for the boss to be so emotional, which makes Twelve Lang, who is used to being bullied, very uncomfortable.

He thought about it, and felt that although the "Thousand-mile Eye" was precious, Brother Xiaofei had given him a lot of good things, and that little gold was no worse than the Thousand-mile Eye!

So the boss is worried that he owes too much favor and can't afford it?

Twelve Lang scratched his head, feeling that the big beast looking at the moon seemed a little abnormal.

Brother Xiaofei has nothing to say, but their Feng family is not an ungrateful family. The rules left by their ancestors are to show kindness and kindness, and treating good buddies is no different from family members.

"Brother, it's impossible for our family to let our friends suffer. What are you worried about?"

Feng Kang said with a determined face.

"friend?"

Feng Kai turned his head, his eyes fixed on his younger brother's face.

"You always say you are his friend, why didn't Guanhong and Qianlimu give you a gift?"

Twelve Lang: ...

Twelve Lang was depressed, but he still retorted in a desperate struggle.

"Although...although I don't have Xiao Jinjin, I also got Dahei!"

Hearing what he said, Feng Kai sneered slightly.

"Your knife and your father's are all given to me by Feidi. Have you forgotten where your own knife came from?!"

Twelve Lang was so bullied that his face was red and his ears were red. He was depressed for a long time before he could say a word, and his voice was full of tears.

"I...you and Brother Xiaofei have a good relationship! You two are good friends!"

But Feng Kai shook his head slightly.

"A friend is like you, and Fei and I are not just friends."

Brother Feng was taken aback by his brother's words, and felt that there were too many things mixed up in these words, and it always tasted a bit wrong.

But what was wrong, Brother Feng really couldn't tell. He wanted to ask his brother again, but he heard that Feng Da had already asked about his studies.

"How did you study in Fei? I heard that Mo Zong has regular exams. How about your points?"

Points are scores, and it is the unique way of displaying results in Mozong's examination room. Because it is too simple, crude and intuitive, it has been criticized by many students.

As one of the scumbags, Feng Xiaodi messed up the previous two exams, so he naturally didn't want to expose it too early.

"Alright."

he said vaguely.

"Brother, didn't you tell brother Xiaofei that if I'm too bad, brother Xiaofei will write to you, and if you don't receive it, it's fine."

"I heard that Suzaku Street is harvesting grain recently. I see that many merchants have come to the city. Brother, are we going to fight again?"

Twelve Lang's intention to change the subject should not be more obvious.

Fortunately, the person in front of him was his own brother, who just gave him a meaningful look and didn't bother him anymore.

"It's not that we're going to fight, it's that the Central Plains is about to fight."

Feng Kai raised his head and looked at the bright full moon in the night sky.

"Didn't I tell you that today's year may not be good, so do you want to plant land and store food?"

Didn't say?Of course not.

Brother Feng scratched his head.

During the time when Mo Zong was in class, everyone had to focus on agriculture. The old man and the teacher talked about disaster prevention and drought relief every day, and asked each of them to raise chickens and ducks and put them in the field. Eating insects, it is said that this not only saves chicken feed, but also prevents the insects in the ground from causing disasters during severe droughts and floods, which kills two birds with one stone.

Speaking of his flock of chickens... I don't know if Shisan has been fed enough today, and whether the trough has been filled with water, I am really worried.

"I said so."

Because he thought of his chicken, Twelve Lang answered a little absent-mindedly.

"But brother, you said that the Central Plains is about to fight, why do you allow those merchants to collect grain and barter from us? Isn't that a waste of our grain and grass in Yongxiguan?!"

"It's not from our side, they pulled it from the Central Plains."

Feng Kai seemed to have seen enough of the moon, turned around and walked towards the study while answering his brother's question.

"Food in our border towns is usually more expensive than that in the Central Plains. Even if merchants lose part of the grain on the way, it is more cost-effective than selling directly in the border towns."

"Thanks to the 'Xihai Merchant', recently many merchants will resell the grain that was brought over but not exchanged for the goods, and our granary is not without small supplements."

Feng Kang was speechless.

His elder brother said it lightly, but he, Twelve Lang, was not really stupid, so he could hear the twists and turns in it.

His family's boss and brother Xiao Fei, this is a combination punch!

Mo Zong used the name of "the barbarian shopkeeper fooling the master" to induce merchants to barter food, but he did not open up the full amount.Some merchants who couldn't exchange their goods had accumulated food, and if they wanted to take it back to the Central Plains, they would only lose money, so they simply sold it on the spot.

Those merchants who collect grain are probably arranged by the boss, and the grain is collected from the large warehouse of military supplies.

The price of food in the left and right border towns is also higher than that in the central plains, so merchants are naturally willing to sell it for profit.In this way, the actions of the frontier army collecting food were perfectly covered up.

Great, really great.

The barbarian aunt on Zhuque Street led the whole fake show by herself.I heard that my aunt was also a generation of Hongji when she was young, she is really admirable and good at dancing!

Twelve Lang doesn't dare to underestimate these women around him now!From the Huren aunt to the Niu aunt to the young lady who manages the weaving workshop by herself, it seems that Mo Zong's women are not easy to mess with!

But when I think of Aunt Niu, Twelve Lang, I am happy.

He sent a letter back to the city today, and tomorrow morning he will go to Aunt Niu's restaurant to have breakfast, and then go to Zhuque Street to see the excitement, which can be regarded as the benefit of his errands.

Twelve Lang thought very well, and when he rushed to Yangjiao Alley early the next morning, he found that the restaurant of Aunt Niu, which he was thinking of, was already full of people waiting for food.

The crowd lined up in a long line, extending to the entrance of the alley, and the head of the line could not be seen at a glance.

Today's Yangjiao Alley is completely different from what he saw before. There are several food shops opened one after another. As soon as you turn the corner, you can smell the aroma of all kinds of food gathered together.

Twelve Lang was dumbfounded, and stammered to ask the person standing at the end of the line.

"Uncle... this...why are there so many people here?"

The middle-aged man in the team turned his head and looked him up and down.

"Have you not been here for a while? Now Yangjiao Alley has become a special food street, and many people come here."

Seeing the bewildered expression of the young boy behind him, he immediately felt a sense of superiority, and he did not hesitate to share his experience with him.

"Aunt Niu's house only sells vegetables and does not sell soup. When you are queuing, you can pass by a shop that sells soup. You can buy it first. They will give you a good card and deliver it to you in order."

"There are steamed buns and sweet cakes in front, which can be paired with the dishes of Aunt Niu's house. It's the same reason. You can sell them all the way if you want to eat. It's cheap and doesn't delay things."

oh.Twelve Lang was dizzy from hearing this, feeling that he hadn't come back for a while, and this Ding'an City had become strange.

In his more than ten years of memory, there were no people who ate so much breakfast in Ding'an City before. It was not easy for everyone to eat two meals a day, so how could they wait in line for delicious food like now? !

Although many of the people queuing up now are foreign merchants, there are also some locals like the one standing in front of him.It is said that it is because Aunt Niu’s restaurant has a clear distinction between meat and vegetables, and the delicious food is not expensive. If you can’t afford pork, you can buy some ordinary dishes and go home.

Unknowingly, Ding'an City is also different from before.

The closer you are to the restaurant, the stronger the umami taste.

Twelve Lang sniffed deeply, and decisively judged that it was the smell of stewed meat, and his saliva began to secrete crazily unconsciously.

Having learned the lesson from the braised pork being robbed last time, he must buy a big box and eat it on the spot today, then have some delicious side dishes to go with it, and then go to Zhuque Street to watch the excitement!

But when he actually arrived at the restaurant, Twelve Lang saw today's menu and his eyes were dark.

There are still two kinds of meat dishes today, the spicy one is not considered by Twelve Lang, but the non-spicy one is not the braised pork that he misses so much, but one of the most hated ones in his life - calabash!

Ding'an City is adjacent to the Western Regions. The land is sandy and the calabash is resistant to cold and drought. It is very suitable for growing in the climate of the border town.Now is the time to harvest calabash. The price of calabash in the city is very cheap, and it is one of the most common ingredients on the table in Ding'an City.

But Twelve Lang doesn't like to eat.

Although his family has the final say in Ding'an City, they don't usually spend extravagantly on food and clothing. When they were young, they ate calabash a lot.

"Auntie, what kind of food is this?"

Twelve Lang asked Aunt Niu without hope.

"Grilled Chicken with Calabash!"

Aunt Niu tapped the edge of the pot with a big iron spoon.

"I see that you have a lot of gourds here, and the chickens raised at home have become fat recently, so I thought about planting new vegetables."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiaolang, this dish is not spicy. The calabash roasted with soy sauce is slightly sweet, and the taste is similar to your favorite braised pork."

Aunt Niu is not bragging about this, she has changed the calabash roasted chicken several times, and this version is the only one that is successful.

Relying on the stimulation of a pot of braised pork and chili, Aunt Niu's restaurant quickly gained a firm foothold in Ding'an City.

But although Mozong's pork is delicious, the cost of transportation and raising is there, which must be higher than the price of meat in the city.

It is said that recently the Yongxiguan Dadu Protectorate is also promoting the breeding of pigs, and Pinghua was temporarily transferred back to give lessons to the pig craftsmen.It was said that it happened a month ago, and the pork still couldn't come down for a while.If this situation is only a rare one, everyone can bear it, and if you want to operate for a long time, you still need to save costs.

Before coming here, Aunt Niu had discussed with Ning Juzi the positioning of the restaurant, and they would still take the cheap and delicious fast food route, so Aunt Niu put a lot of effort into the selection of ingredients.

The price of seasonal vegetables is definitely the cheapest, and the price of chicken is relatively cheap among meat meat. There are also many farmers in Ding'an City who raise it, and the cost is much cheaper than pork.

So, after several attempts, Aunt Niu's version of Roasted Chicken with Calabash and Fenugreek appeared on the scene.

The main ingredient is chicken, but the lack of oil in the chicken is not in line with Aunt Niu's aesthetics, so she put thinly sliced ​​fatty pork in the pan first.

Needless to say, the taste is really different.

For people in this era, oil and water mean delicious food. Everyone waiting in the store swallowed involuntarily when they heard the pork slices being fried to bursting with oil.

Just for the sound...it must be delicious!

Seeing the curly slices of meat, Aunt Niu poured the chopped calabash and local lentils into the pan and stir-fried.

Lingcai is a common green leafy vegetable in border towns. It tastes like cabbage, but the leaves are in pieces. It has no taste but is cheap. It is very suitable as a matching ingredient.

And Auntie Niu also discovered a little secret, this kind of cheap flat vegetables, after being fried at high temperature and high oil, will produce a certain sweet taste.The more oil there is, the more obvious the sweetness will be. It is crisp and soft, with a meaty aroma of fat. It is an unexpected delicacy!

Aunt Niu once discussed this kind of pickle with Ning Juzi. Ning Juzi thought that the high temperature probably changed a certain component in the pickle to form a sweet substance, and this kind of substance was probably soluble in fat, so the more fried it became, the sweeter it became. .

Auntie Niu doesn't quite understand fat, ingredients, etc., but this little secret is very practical for restaurant management.

Sweetness is a very precious thing in this era, who would have thought that cheap lentils would also have a sweet taste? !

Then add the calabash and chicken to the pot and stir-fry together, add the special braised soy sauce and various seasonings made by Aunt Niuzi, add water and simmer for a while, and then it will be out of the pot.

Not to mention, the chicken made in this way is not only soft and tasty, but also has a sweet and mellow taste.The carrot melts in the mouth, full of the aroma of lard and chicken, and paired with the slightly crispy taste of the lentils, the taste is rich and layered.

Aunt Niu is very confident about the taste, and it turns out that she is right.

"Hey, kid in front, are you going to buy it or not!? If you don't buy it, can you get out of the way? The people behind are still waiting!"

Some irritable diners couldn't help urging.

The dishes in this restaurant are novel and delicious, and the prices are not too high, even ordinary residents of Ding'an City can afford it, let alone merchants who come from afar and are not short of money, they must come to report every day.

Before going on the road, I went to Aunt Niu's restaurant to buy a few packs, which were delicious and did not waste time, and the road did not feel hard.

Therefore, Twelve Lang was hesitant in front of the food cabinet, which really made the group of people anxious, wishing to drive away this kid who wasted his time.

Waiting to hurry, if you don’t buy it, get out!

Twelve Lang looked at the buns and soy milk he had bought, touched his grumbling stomach, gritted his teeth, and decided to trust Aunt Niu.

"If you want it, Auntie, I want a big portion of this chicken, and another side dish. I'll eat it here."

They are all acquaintances, so Aunt Niu will naturally not treat him badly. The large portion of chicken is full of weight and exudes a unique aroma.

Under the envious eyes of the crowd, Twelve Lang sat down with the food box, and took a tentative bite of the chicken first.

Twelve Lang:!

The soft chicken is full of slightly sweet and salty juice, which instantly invaded his taste buds, making him involuntarily start chewing and swallowing, wishing he could swallow this delicacy immediately and take it for himself completely.

tasty!It smells so good!It's sweet and salty!

Twelve's eyes lit up.

This Roasted Chicken is so perfect for him!

It is as mellow and rich as the braised pork, but the taste is unexpectedly smooth and refreshing. It is more of the soup in the mouth than the freshness of the oil, which has a unique taste.

Hmm, the lentils are very chewy, sweet and delicious.

And this red one is also good, the meat is full of fragrance, soft and crunchy... um... it's calabash!

But if it is this kind of calabash, then he can eat half a box by himself without any problem, it is delicious!

Aunt Niu is really delicious in everything!

It's great that Mo Zong came to Ding'an City to open a shop!

Woohoo, that's great!

Twelve Lang, who was intoxicated by the delicious food, completely forgot to go to Zhuque Street to watch the excitement, but he didn't know that at the moment when he was intoxicated, a war between North and South merchants surrounding "Xihai New Products" was being staged on Zhuque Street.