my lord, please eat

Gong Xiaoyong really hasn't cooked for several days since having those donkey meat.

But no matter how delicious things are, there are times when they get tired of eating, let alone meat.Xing Yihong didn't respond, Xiao Yongzi couldn't bear it anymore. "I'll make a bowl of tomato stewed noodles at night. What do you think?"

With a smile on his face, Xing Yihong drove the carriage slowly while looking at the little daughter-in-law who was writing and drawing with a pen and paper. "It's done. If you don't want to do it, you can teach me to do it. I said, what do you draw?"

Gong Xiaoyong spread out the paper and handed it over: "Just imagine the idea of ​​our store opening in the future. I thought, the small store should not be called Yiyunzhuang. I guess it won't be long before the Yiyunzhuang in the capital will be Many people know it. Although it is beneficial to have the same name, it is also inconvenient. What do you think?"

The prince didn't look carefully, there was nothing he could do, he still had to focus on the road.However, he agrees with this proposal: "You are right. If it is known that the two Yiyun Villas belong to the same owner, then the local officials and businessmen will have to try their best to curry favor. That will lose our clean life. The root of it. But isn’t Yiyun Village left by your ancestors?”

Gong Xiaoyong shrugged: "Isn't that all used? The first copy in the capital! It's so luxurious. The emperor's imperial pen and plaque, the real imperial chef is in charge of the spoon! This has completely abused the restaurant left by my ancestors! Although I am only One of the bosses, but it still accounts for [-]% of it, okay? But thinking of a new name is also very difficult, and I will leave this matter to you cultural people!" After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and patted his prince on the shoulder.

Xing Yihong laughed so much he couldn't help but relax.This natural, class-free way of communicating and getting along is the most precious thing between him and his wife! "I've already thought about it."

Gong Xiaoyong blinked: "What? Are you thinking about it now?"

The prince nodded: "How about calling it 'Yong Paradise'?"

Princess Black Line: "Why can't you afford to be called an amusement park! You play with me!!!"

Stop and go, getting closer and closer to the solar terms in winter, because there is not much change in temperature as we go further and further south.

Along the way, Xing Yihong took Gong Xiaoyong to eat a lot of things that he had eaten when he went out to "wander".Not even the particularly nasty ones were spared.According to the words of the prince: He is letting Xiaoyong and himself experience the memories of the past again.In the future, when the two of them are old and have no energy to run around, the chat content will be endless.

Such words are insanely sexy.So Xiao Yongzi's will was not firm for a while, and he was eaten cleanly, not even a bone scum was left.I couldn't move forward the next day, so I was left with my dead body on the big bed in the villa.Fortunately, the two of them found a hidden place to park the carriage the night before, and now they can see the situation outside at any time, otherwise they would not even know that the carriage was lost.

Gong Xiaoyong thinks so about Xing Yihong's occasional unrestrained behavior.After they got married, they started to work on the affairs of Yiyunzhuang, both of them were exhausted.Although the purpose of this trip is to find a place I like, but in the end it is also a tour of mountains and rivers.Even if it's a honeymoon.Isn't it reasonable for a honeymoon couple to exercise too much?In fact... When he saw that in the drawer of the bedside table, the jewels he put in were gone and replaced by a large pile of ointments, he knew that this journey would definitely not stop.Anyway, I didn’t hurt myself every time I had sex, and the uncomfortable feeling afterwards became more and more used to it as the number of times increased. up.Hehehe...

"You said that you will be able to arrive at Jiyuan tomorrow. Where should you go first? To see the sea or the mountains?" A soft blanket was spread on the "floor" of the carriage, and Gong Xiaoyong was almost here for the past two days. It was somersaulting on top.Now he was lying on his back in the carriage, lifted the curtain a little, and stretched his waist comfortably while chatting with his prince.

Compared with the princess, the prince's life of driving a car every day is theoretically a bit more difficult.But only the person involved can understand the taste of it. Anyway, he feels that the beauty in his heart is almost bubbling.This feeling increases geometrically, especially on the second day after sex. "Naturally, you have to go through the mountains before you get to the beach. You have to be patient when you come out to play. Maybe you will fall in love with that place when you get there?"

"That's not impossible. I just think that places with mountains, seas, and rivers have diverse products. You can get fresh ingredients for whatever you want. Although there is no way for regional differences, anyway, I think locals are better. I like things with a local taste.”

"Then you don't have to be impatient. We still have decades to travel around Daheng. Just enjoy your leisure..."

Before the prince finished speaking, there was a sound of blowing and beating in the distance.It should be a happy event to listen to the joyful energy of the music.

For Gong Xiaoyong, every scene in Daheng is natural and natural, and she will be very happy at first, but after a long time, it is nothing more than trees, flowers, stone or dirt roads, or bustling towns , or large tracts of farmland.To be honest, no matter how beautiful it is, after watching it for so many days, it will feel nothing new.Hearing the sound of suona and gongs and drums, he immediately sat up and looked into the distance. "It seems that there are many people surrounded in the field over there!"

The large farmland in the distance has been harvested, leaving only bundles of grain stacks, which look like small thatched huts.A group of people were gathered around the farmland, and there was smoke in the middle, as if they were burning something.There are a few drummers playing hard on the side.

Seeing this, Xing Yihong was also a little curious, so he turned his head to see the excited look on his princess's face, and immediately decided to drive the car over to join in the fun.Just hope the group isn't too xenophobic.After all, in their Daheng, there are still some villagers who are very taboo about outsiders.

Fortunately, the people in the place they arrived today are still very cheerful.Seeing an outsider come to visit, not only did not say anything to back off, but several people came over, smiling and showing no anger.It's just that his hands are black and covered in mud, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

At this time, an old man walked up to the car and asked politely, "Are you two looking for someone or asking for directions?"

The prince was very frank: "We are very curious about what you are doing here, so we took the liberty to come and have a look. Don't you mind?"

The old man said with a smile: "Of course I don't mind! Today is a big day for killing a sheep in our village. It is fate that the two of you catch up. If you don't mind, you can stay and celebrate with us. We are wiping the mud sheep, and we can enjoy it in two hours." The mud sheep is delicious!"

Is there something delicious? ? ! ! !Xiao Yongzi's eyes lit up completely.He quickly jumped out of the car, as if he wanted to squeeze in to see what was going on inside.

The villagers didn't mind it either, but they all felt that this young man had a friendly feeling. The key is that this feeling of being angry looks very simple and easy to understand.

According to the old man, this is Wenyang Village.Most people in the village are surnamed Wen, he is the village head, named Wen Shanshu, everyone calls him Old Man Wen.

Today is a big day for slaughtering the head sheep in their village. Starting tomorrow, the mutton sheep that have been raised in the village for half a year will start to be sold years ago.Before the new year, the price of this sheep will be much higher than usual, so this is a big day for their village to make money every year.The time in summer was far less lively than before.

At first, Gong Xiaoyong thought that the leading sheep was the leading sheep.But the old man Wen told him that the head sheep slaughtered today was the largest and heaviest one raised in the village this year.It is a kind of prayer and blessing for the future to slaughter this sheep and enjoy two pieces of meat per person in the village.After all, compared to farming, raising sheep is the big thing that they can really make money.

In fact, the area of ​​Wenyang Village is not small, and the population is not too large.It's just that the land is not very good, mostly alkaline land, so they can grow some corn and so on.Ordinary vegetables can be grown, but the yield is not as high as that of corn.At least there is enough money to pay taxes after planting corn and selling it.In the past, their village was very poor. Later, a foreign teacher tasted the meat of a sheep raised by one of their villagers. After everyone praised him, he not only stayed and opened a small library in their small village, but also encouraged them to Large-scale sheep farming.This allowed them to find an opportunity to make a fortune.So the locals are quite friendly to foreigners.

Later, people found out that the reason why the mutton here is delicious has something to do with the grass growing on the mountain.It is a strange-looking plant that can grow to the height of half a person. The leaves are curly and moiré-shaped, with small white fluff on them. It looks similar to the moiré carved on utensils, so the locals call it That kind of grass is cloud sprouts.Not only sheep love to eat, but also local people like it.Just like today, half of the mud that they want to wrap on the sheep is mashed cloud sprouts.

Gong Xiaoyong twisted some mud on her hand, put it under her nose and smelled it, then narrowed her eyes. "It smells so good! Yihong, I think there's a kind of tea fragrance!" He put his finger under the prince's nose as he spoke, and his face was full of "approval".

The prince smiled, smelled it, and then he was also refreshed: "Sure enough! Village chief, how much is this kind of grass on your side?"

Because there are foreign guests, the old man Wen has washed his hands at this time and is ready to entertain guests. "That's a lot! Can't you see that mountain in the distance? Most of the vegetables on it are this kind of vegetables, which are available in other seasons except severe winter. If it is eaten by people, it is best in early spring. Now We can only eat the place on the tip. But sheep don’t care, and they can eat dry ones. So we have started harvesting cloud sprouts to dry in the sun, and save them to feed sheep in winter.”

The prince nodded: "I wonder if we can have the honor to taste the deliciousness of this cloud sprout today? My wife is a chef and is very interested in all kinds of food."

The old man Wen immediately smiled and said: "Of course it is possible. I will ask someone to prepare it for you. Anyway, someone will arrange the tables and chairs in a while."

Seeing these villagers making mud sheep, Gong Xiaoyong was drool shamefully.This production method is similar to that of beggar chicken!

The loess that has been mixed with cloud sprouts puree is directly applied to the sheep.This sheep was only shaved and not skinned, and the whole sheep was directly put on the pre-heated stone.Then pile hot stones on top, and then spread layer after layer of corn stalks.It burns like this after ignition.After adding firewood three times, people don't care about it.The heat of the ashes will cook the mutton in about an hour.It can be expected that the meat quality of the mutton produced in this way will never be dry wood, and it can absorb the smell of smoke after the fire. It is the mutton that has not been marinated.

But after picking up the ashes and taking out the sheep, Gong Xiaoyong realized that there were a lot of spices stuffed in the stomach of the sheep.As soon as the mud is knocked open, there is such a sense of fragrance floating thousands of miles away.He took a few deep breaths, and then said with emotion: "It feels so wonderful to eat a whole sheep made from corn stalks in the farmland!!"

The prince also felt the same way. "Isn't there a saying in your hometown called 'the master is among the people'?"

Gong Xiaoyong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed loudly: "Oh, don't say it, this sentence is really appropriate now!"