Crossing town house man and wife

Even if Wu Ming didn't mention it, Yan Heng still wanted to meet Luo Daozi.

Today is the day for the grand burial of the old lady, because the old lady died suddenly, and she will be buried on the day of the funeral. Yan Heng has been busy since last night until now. He came to visit Wu Ming, but he didn't go to meet Luo Daozi first after entering the camp, he just sent someone to tell him, and he went directly to Wu Ming's place.

After meeting, Yan Heng's brain finally regained control of his body from another organ, and Yan Heng remembered his identity and responsibility.

"Don't eat alone, wait for me to come back." Yan Heng straightened his clothes, raised his hand and patted Wu Ming's butt.

Wu Ming gave him a pair of white eyes, but didn't answer.

The two left the cellar together, Yan Heng called the guards and left the yard, while Wu Ming turned and went to the kitchen to see how well the new cook prepared the dinner.

After tortoise's inquiring, Wu Ming already knew that the new cook's name was Osmanthus fragrans, and she was the daughter-in-law who was in charge of the big kitchen of the military camp.

Hearing the name, Wu Ming felt strange. There is no osmanthus tree in Liaodong, so how could he name his daughter Osmanthus fragrans?Besides, they are already married. According to the convention, it should not be a certain family name or a certain family name, right?After careful questioning, I found out that, as expected, Osmanthus fragrans was a child daughter-in-law bought by the steward of the big kitchen from a human trafficker. She was not originally from Liaodong. When she was sold by her family, she was too young to remember her surname. , everyone called her Zhang's or Osmanthus fragrans.

In the morning, Wu Ming, accompanied by the tortoise shell, taught Osmanthus how to use iron pan and soybean oil to fry and cook, and use vinegar and ginger to remove fishy smell.

It wasn't that Wu Ming wanted to teach Tortoise together, but that Osmanthus refused to be alone with him no matter what. When he entered the kitchen, she immediately fell to her knees and curled up into a ball, refusing to even look up at him.Wu Ming asked her to get up, but she refused to move, and finally called tortoise to come over, and then abruptly pulled her up from the ground.

In desperation, Wu Ming could only expand the two-person teaching to three people. When the teaching was almost done, he asked Guihua to go to the big kitchen to get a few live fish. He practiced how to cook fish by himself, and cooked fish directly at night. Make him dinner.

"How's the evening meal preparation going?" Due to Osmanthus fragrans' bad habit of kneeling down when seeing him, Wu Ming didn't go in directly, instead he raised his voice to ask and knocked hard on the door.

"Wait a while!" Tortoisebill responded loudly, "Come in and have a look!"

Only then did Wu Ming push the door open, "How many dishes have you prepared?"

"Return to madam, just two dishes, do you want to add more food?" Huobi had already seen Yan Heng's figure, and guessed that he was going to eat here, so he asked directly.

"Well, at least two more." Wu Ming nodded, "Stir-fry the mutton with green onions, and...forget it, I will fry the mutton myself, you can see what else I can do, just get some, the sheriff is right The taste is not too picky...at least not my pick, but it is a lot of food, you have to prepare according to the amount of food for two people."

Perhaps because of martial arts training, Yan Heng's appetite is quite good, and he consumes two or three times as much food as Wu Ming in each meal.

"Also... you can grill another fish." Osmanthus fragrans said cautiously.

"Then let's roast it." Wu Ming replied, turning around and going out to get some mutton from the cellar, but turned back as soon as he went out, "Forget it, just redo all the dishes last night .”

Osmanthus fragrans was taken aback, and blurted out: "There is already soup."

"Then remove the mutton bone soup, just as the mutton bone soup you stewed last night was not hot enough." Wu Ming turned and left after speaking.

Sweet-scented osmanthus bit her lips blushingly, turned her head to look at the tortoise shell, and couldn't help asking: "The soup last night...was terrible?"

"Didn't you taste it?" Tortoiseshell asked back.

"I... I think it's okay." Osmanthus fragrans looked aggrieved.

Tortoisebi looked at her a few times, and then sighed quickly, "Although Madam is approachable, she is from a noble family and is very particular about eating and drinking. If you want to be a cook for Madam, you should learn some things again. For example, this Bone soup, the stewed bone soup in the Sheriff's Mansion is always stewed for at least a day, how long did you cook it yesterday, the smell of the bones hasn't even entered the soup yet!"

Osmanthus didn't answer, she lowered her head and picked up the last crucian carp in the basin.

On the other side, Yan Heng had already met Luo Daozi, and learned from him that Wu Ming has not been idle for the past two days, and yesterday he personally made an oil press that can press soybeans into soybean oil.

Although Wu Ming called it a sample, from Luo Daozi's point of view, this thing can be used directly, and there is no need to redo it at all.

Daily necessities, rice, oil and salt are the four most important things in people's lives. In just a few days, Wu Ming helped Yan Heng solve the problem of oil and salt.If the methods of oil extraction and salt production given by Wu Ming are indeed effective, Yan Heng's reputation in Liao will inevitably increase again, and the bargaining chip for world hegemony will also be greatly increased.

Yan Heng couldn't help but feel flustered. For a while, he began to believe that "Ruan Cheng" was really his destined wife. Otherwise, it would be difficult if he didn't marry Ruan Cheng in the previous life. Like a fish in water, ride the wind and waves?

Coincidentally, Ru Ji's pregnancy has been exposed, and the name of "Ruan Cheng"'s town house has been confirmed. Yan Heng took the opportunity of sending the old lady's coffin into the ancestral hall, and wrote Ruan Cheng's name in Yan Cheng's name. The family tree made Ruan Cheng her veritable county magistrate's wife.

After leaving from Luo Daozi, Yan Heng decided to use this matter to claim credit for Wu Ming, which can be regarded as repaying him for his effort.

But when Yan Heng returned to his yard, the kitchen had already prepared dinner, Wu Ming also changed his clothes, and was sitting on the mat in the main hall, waiting for him to come back and start the meal.

Knowing that Wu Ming always regards eating and drinking as the top priority, Yan Heng didn't talk nonsense, and directly ordered the turtle who was guarding the door to go to the kitchen to serve food, while he went into the clean room, changed his clothes and cleaned his hands.

When he came back, the dishes had already been set up on the table, Yan Heng glanced and found that these dishes were a little different from the usual food, they looked quite greasy, but smelled very attractive.

Yan Heng didn't pay much attention to food, and didn't ask much about the origin of these dishes. He picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls. He felt that the greasy taste was very appetizing, so he asked casually, "Which cook made this? "

"It's the daughter-in-law of the cook's family." Wu Ming replied while eating, "I like her cooking style very much. If you still plan to let me go back to the county guard's mansion, I plan to take her with me."

"It's as if I won't let you go back." Yan Heng looked at Wu Ming helplessly, "The old lady has been buried, and the funeral in the mansion is over. If you want to go back, I will take you away tomorrow morning .”

Speaking of the old lady, Wu Ming immediately asked: "Is this the end of the old lady's business?"

"Otherwise?" Yan Heng asked back.

"How is it arranged? It won't be done according to the end of life, right?" Wu Ming was very curious.

"You have made her look like that, how can people believe that she is dying?" Yan Heng glared at Wu Ming angrily, "It can only be half-truth and half-false, and it was pressed by the dead female guard. An assassination charge, put what you did on them."

"No one suspects?" Wu Ming was even more surprised.

"Who dares?" Yan Heng smiled coldly.

Now is not the last life when he was tied up. He has already controlled the real power of Liaodong County. He has money, soldiers and food in his hands, so he doesn't care about the elders in the clan.In this life, the relationship between him and his mother Ying is not as cold as in the previous life. As soon as the old lady died, Ru Ji spread the good news, and Ying immediately sent people to spread rumors, saying that the old lady was the governor of the county. An almost unprecedented broom star, no, once she dies, the sheriff's mansion will soon have a child.

The old lady's life is indeed embarrassing. She lost her mother when she was young, lost her husband when she was middle-aged, and then her eldest son and youngest son died. The only grandson, Yan Heng, still had no children.The rumors are the most credible only if they are false and true. Once this kind of statement spread, everyone's attention was diverted from the cause of the old lady's death, and turned to discussing her fortune and numerology.

The only thing that made Yan Heng a little unhappy was the rumor that the old lady was actually killed by "Ruan Orange". If it were, she wouldn't have killed the old broom star who had ravaged the sheriff's mansion for many years as soon as she got married.

Yan Heng didn't intend to tell Wu Ming about these things, so he quickly changed the subject and brought up the matter of saltpeter.

But when it came to saltpeter, Wu Ming thought of another thing, "By the way, the prefect should have its own medicine store, right? It's a place to store medicinal materials."

"Of course." Yan Heng thought that Wu Ming had come up with something new.

"Take me there to have a look?" Wu Ming looked at Yan Heng expectantly, "I want to find something, and I want some old wild herbs."

"What are you going to do again?" Yan Heng asked.

"Medicated bath."

"Ah?" Such an answer was beyond Yan Heng's expectations.

Wu Ming was also helpless.Ghost cultivators are not so easy to do, especially ghost cultivators whose soul and body are not fully integrated. After all, he cannot control his body as meticulously as a normal person. He must add auxiliary means such as medicinal baths to keep his body in the best condition. Otherwise, it is easy to have embarrassing minor problems such as odor, dead skin, and hair loss.More importantly, the medicated bath can help him get rid of many characteristics of ghost cultivation, restrain his spiritual power, and reduce the probability of being noticed by ascetics.

Wu Ming originally planned to find an opportunity to go to the mountain to collect herbs by himself or go to the pharmacy to buy them, but it happened to be here today, so he wanted to see if he could take a shortcut and ask Yan Heng to help him solve it.

But upon hearing Yan Heng's surprise, Wu Ming realized that he had to prepare a plausible reason to explain his need for medicine, and immediately said: "You can probably see that I have also learned Kung Fu, but my Kungfu is special, and it needs medicinal baths to help it achieve its effect."

"Where did you learn your kung fu?" Yan Heng asked suspiciously.

"Master said: Don't say it." Wu Ming replied solemnly.

It's not like he's lying. Old Ghost Xia and Old Ghost Shang who turned him into a ghost cultivator really forbid him to spread the matter of his cultivation.

"Who is your master?" Yan Heng continued to ask.

"Master said: Don't say it." Wu Ming's answer remained the same.

Yan Heng was speechless, and it took a while before he asked again: "You can always tell me what medicinal materials you need?"

"This is fine, but I'm not sure if the names of the herbs I know are the same as what you know." Wu Ming shrugged.There are so many dialects in this era, and the names of Chinese medicines have different names in different places. It was not until Li Shizhen wrote "Compendium of Materia Medica" in the Ming Dynasty that various Chinese medicines had national unified scientific names.

Seeing that Wu Ming said it as if he didn't, Yan Heng could only helplessly say: "Tomorrow I will take you back to the mansion, and you can go to the medicinal material storehouse to find it yourself."