My family has fields waiting to be cultivated

Mourning really felt confused, the two little kids didn't know what was going on, didn't they feel fine yesterday?Why do you have this expression all the time?Did something happen without him knowing?

The monk at Zhang Er was puzzled, walked in wondering, and asked again: "What's wrong?" Why does this look seem to be angry with him?

Unexpectedly, after hearing his questioning again, Xiaowaer tightened her face even more, and a layer of grievance quickly slipped out of her big round eyes, "Dad is bad!" The crisp voice said accusation The words made Mourning even more confused. What happened to this little baby?

"Father is bad!" Xiaowaer repeated with tense little face, and sat up on her knees angrily, with a look that was not good at letting go. That cute, fleshy face couldn't help laughing even as it tried to put on a sinister expression.

"Huh!" The little baby who saw Mourning's laughter became even more angry, her little face flushed, and she shouted, "Bad dad!"

"Yeah, Daddy." Mourning nodded in agreement with Xiaowaer's words, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed. He walked to the bed, looked at Xiaowaer with a smile, and said, "But Momo also You want Dad to know what is wrong with Dad? Otherwise, how can Dad correct it?" He didn't take Xiao Wa'er's anger to heart, after all, Xiao Wa'er's stickiness to him is obvious to all, so it's easy to not really treat him He was angry, even if he was angry, it would pass quickly.

The little boy tried his best to tighten his fleshy face, and complained angrily: "Momo was bullied by villains, and dad ignored Momo! Momo talked to dad, and dad was sleeping all the time!"

"Huh?" Mourning was speechless, "Which scoundrel bullied Momo?" He asked while trying to recall if he really slept all the time yesterday and ignored Xiaowaer, but it was still a little I don't even have any impression. From this point of view, he must have been drunk when Xiao Wa'er talked to him, so he didn't respond to Xiao Wa'er's words, making Xiao Wa'er think he was ignoring him.

"Bad guys! They're all bad guys!" Xiao Wa'er clenched her fists angrily. Xiao Wa'er felt that his face was not for everyone to touch, but that person not only touched it, but also pinched it, which made him He felt deeply offended!Not only the person who pinched his face is a villain, but the person who came with that villain is also a villain, and the father who is friends with the villain is also a villain!

"Xiao Chen, what's going on?" Knowing that the little boy couldn't ask anything, Mourning finally threw the question to the little boy who had been silent all the time. The little boy was silent for a while, his thin fingers Pointing his head at his own cheek, "The man in blue kept pinching Momo's face last night, and it turned red." Speaking of the last sentence, a trace of anger flashed in the little boy's calm eyes.

Mourning understood.Presumably that person was deliberately teasing the little baby because he saw how cute he was, but unexpectedly made the little baby angry, probably because the martial arts practitioners have relatively strong hands, and the little baby was really pinched It hurts, "Momo, good boy, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." He stretched out his hand to touch the little baby's cheek, and leaned over to blow it again, "Dad blow it, the pain flies away." His teacher in the orphanage when he was a child Just coaxing him in this way, not to mention, it is quite effective, even if it still hurts, but every time he will stop crying all at once.

The little boy still had a sullen face, but he didn't avoid his hand, and the aggrieved expression on his face was even worse, "Father is bad, Momo hates father!"

"Yes, yes, dad is bad. It doesn't matter if Momo hates dad, as long as dad likes Momo." He responded with a smile, knowing that the little boy wanted to vent his grievances, and the little boy watched silently from the side. with.When the little baby was almost vented, Mourning said: "Momo is good, but Momo, that person is not a villain, on the contrary, they are all good people, because they have done Dad a great favor If it wasn't for their help, Dad and Momo would have nothing to eat now, and Momo is so cute, he is just playing with Momo because he likes Momo."

He took the little baby into his arms, and the little baby refused to let him hold him awkwardly at first, but soon calmed down, lying in Mourning's arms, and asked sullenly: "Father also feels strange Is Mo cute?"

"Hehe, in Daddy's heart, Momo is the cutest child in the whole world." He glanced at the little boy next to him, and added with a smile: "Xiaochen is the second cutest child in the world." Others That's right, children are the same as women, they both need to be coaxed, let's not go, after he finished speaking, the little baby finally calmed down, and the little face was no longer so tense, he looked at the little girl The boy, but found that the little boy's delicate face was slightly flushed, as if he was a little embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth could no longer help but rise.

The child's temper came and went quickly, and after being coaxed by Mourning for a few words, he forgot all about it, and stuck to Mourning's side again, clamoring for Mourning to help him take a bath. Mourning also got dirty when he made peanut oil himself, so he took the little baby to take a bath together, and brought the little boy along.

The little boy wanted to take a bath by himself, and Mourning didn't force him, so he just helped the little baby take a bath. After helping the little baby to take a bath, Mourning sent the little boy back to the room with the little baby, and took off by himself. Clothes and take a bath, he has always been very slow to take a bath, he thinks that the most enjoyable time in the whole day is sleeping and bathing, so he attaches great importance to sleeping and bathing, in his mind these are two important things.

After taking a comfortable bath, the exhaustion accumulated throughout the day was stimulated by the steaming heat, which immediately awakened the drowsy bugs in his body. Mourning yawned and walked back to the room. He planned to have a Fang went to bed right away, so he could get enough energy to cope with tomorrow's work.It has been a long time since he came here, and he is almost used to the ancient work and rest habits, going to bed early, and getting up early to work the next day. This kind of life is a bit dull, but it is better than enough. He Very satisfied.

When he came to the room, to his surprise, the little baby who had been wandering outside for a whole day was still full of energy. He didn’t know what he was doing with the little boy. Jumping up on the small bed, he clamored for Mourning to tell them a story.

Mourning had no choice but to cheer up and tell them a story. As soon as the two children heard that he agreed, they immediately threw themselves onto his bed holding hands, and looked at each other with a pair of big black eyes expectantly. He yawned, and Mourning slowly rubbed over and lay down on the bed. The two little babies were lying beside him, one on the left and the other on the right. The little baby slipped his head under his arms and lay on the pillow On Mourning's chest, Mourning looked at the somewhat cautious little boy, and suddenly stretched out his hand to make the little boy lying outside rest his head on his chest, and took the two little babies into his chest one by one. In his arms, the little boy became a little stiff because of his movements, but he didn't reject him.

Mourning smiled and concentrated on thinking about what story to tell them. Like some ordinary big boys in modern times, he also liked to read some martial arts novels. In the end, he chose Jin Yong's Yitian Tulongji.

He has forgotten many plots, but he only remembers the general plot of the story, and he makes up the ones he doesn't remember, which makes the two children listen with gusto and concentrate.The two little babies listened intently, and the expressions on their faces kept changing because of the plot of the story. They were hearing the highlights, but they couldn't hear Mourning's words for a long time, so they looked up suspiciously——

Mourning actually fell asleep while talking, his eyelids were lightly knocked, his fair face was slightly tired, and he was breathing lightly.The little boy blinked and stretched out his hand to wake Mourning up, but was intercepted by the little boy on the way. The little boy grabbed the little boy's fleshy hand, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Master He looks very tired, let's not bother him, tell him to tell us the story tomorrow."

The little boy also felt sorry for his father, so he nodded obediently when he heard the words. The little boy sat up from the bed and said to the little boy in a low voice: "Momo must be sleepy too, right? Let's go to bed too." Wanting to get off the bed, the little baby also sat up from the bed, watched the little boy return to his little bed with light steps, and looked down at Mourning who was already asleep on the bed, his expression was a little tangled, as if he was Worrying about something.

After a while, the little baby finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, walked around Mourning from the end of the bed, climbed out of the bed lightly, and ran barefoot to the little boy's little bed. Said: "Brother Xiaochen, can I sleep with you?"

The little boy looked at him in surprise. The little boy's big round eyes were full of sincerity. He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking: "What about the master?" Didn't he always sleep with the master? of it?If you sleep with him, what will the master do?

The little baby wrinkled his little nose, crawled onto the bed humming, lay down and covered himself with the quilt, turned his head and saw the little boy was still sitting beside him, so he stretched out his chubby little hand and pulled hard, the little boy couldn't resist The son let Xiaowaer drag him down beside him, and the babyish but domineering voice of Xiaowaer came from next to his ear, "Sleep!"

He raised his head to look at Xiaowaer, but the other party had already pretended to be asleep, his big round eyes were tightly closed, and he deliberately imitated A Niu's snoring sound, watching silently. After a while, the little boy's dark and calm eyes quickly flashed a gentle smile, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to turn off the lights."

Turning off the light, the little boy crawled back to the bed in the dark, and lay down lightly. The next moment, a small, soft body slid into his thin arms, trying to stretch out his short, fleshy little hands Holding the little boy's waist, no one noticed that the little boy who always looked expressionless secretly curled the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand silently, and stuffed the little baby's small body into his arms.In the darkness, the two little babies were lying on the same bed, embracing each other intimately.

So when Mourning woke up the next day, he was still sleeping on the bed alone, and the little baby who was supposed to sleep with him was curled up and buried in the little boy's arms, sleeping soundly Then, the morning sun shone in, as if even the walls were warm.

Mourning was stunned for a moment at first, but he soon laughed. He was happy to see the two children getting along so well. He would have agreed to let the little boy stay. On the one hand, he felt that the little boy was a rare He is a talented person, but on the other hand, he also has his own selfishness. He wants to find a companion for the little baby, and he can play with the little baby when he is not free. For those of the same age, he didn't want his lovely Momo to become like those modern only children.

After getting dressed, he simply washed up. Mourning didn't intend to wake up the two little ones. They went shopping outside all day yesterday, so let them sleep longer today.When he walked out of the room, he thought a little amusedly that he fell asleep in the middle of telling the story, and it was because the two children were sensible and didn't wake him up.After a night of no dreams, let him sleep comfortably until he wakes up naturally, and he is naturally refreshed, and even his steps become extremely easy.

Walk briskly to the front hall of the restaurant. Everyone is busy with opening the shop. Xiao Yu is wiping the tables and arranging the chairs. Ah Niu came out with a stack of dishes. He took some and said in a good mood: "Ah Brother Niu, have you seen the barrel of oil in the kitchen?"

"I see. I was just about to ask you what that is. I just took a closer look and smelled it. It doesn't taste like lard or vegetable oil, but it looks like oil. Ah Ning, what is that?" When he went to the kitchen early this morning, he saw a bucket of pale yellow liquid in the kitchen. He thought it was lard or vegetable oil, but he didn't expect to go in and smell it, only to find that it was not lard or vegetable oil at all, but it smelled It's quite fragrant.

Mourning blinked and said with a smile: "That's peanut oil." His tone was not without complacency, the whole country, only this one family, how could he not be complacent?What's more, meals fried with peanut oil are definitely more fragrant than those fried with vegetable oil.

"Peanut oil?" A Niu was amazed, "Oil made from peanuts?" I've heard of vegetable oil and lard, why is peanut oil popping up now?

"It's related to peanuts, but it's not made from peanuts. There are some ways to squeeze out the oil in peanuts to make peanut oil." As for the peanut residues left after squeezing, they can also be used to feed pigs. It can also be regarded as waste utilization.

"How did you do that? Hey, Ah Ning, don't mess around. I've never heard of this peanut oil. It would be bad if you eat bad people." Niu was still not at ease. What should I do if something happens?

Mourning knows what his concerns are. After all, all unknown things are risky, but that is only for them, and for him, this peanut oil is not an unknown thing at all. Of course he does not There will be concerns, and he also deeply understands the benefits of peanut oil.

"Brother A Niu, don't worry, I'm doing my own thing, this peanut oil is not a bad thing, you will understand soon, and I not only use peanut oil for cooking, I also use sesame seeds to make sesame oil Woolen cloth!"

"Huh? This sesame can also be used to make oil?" A Niu was too surprised, "Why have you never heard of it before?"

"If you've heard it before, how can it be our turn to set a precedent!" Mourning smiled, and waved his hand to signal him to calm down, "Brother Aniu, I know all of this in my heart, and I still say that , you will understand soon, and I can assure you that nothing will happen."

A Niu frowned, and still had some concerns in his heart, but seeing that Mourning spoke so swearingly, he must really know it, so he said: "It's good that you have a degree in your heart, just remember not to mess around. "

"Well, of course." Mourning was very happy, "Brother A Niu, tell Master Zhang for me later, tell him to use peanut oil for cooking in the future, nothing has changed, everything is the same as before , let him fry it or how to fry it, huh?"

"Okay, I'll go and tell him right away." A Niu responded readily, and immediately turned and went to the kitchen.

It was still early at this time, there were not many customers in the restaurant, it was strangely deserted, Mourning turned his head and looked around, Xiaoyu had already wiped all the tables, and was wiping the counter with a rag at the moment, he thought for a while, Say hello to Xiaoyu and go out.

Compared with modern life, ancient life is very different. Mourning thinks this is most obvious in the morning and evening. If this time is calculated according to modern time, it is about six o'clock and seven o'clock. If it is in modern times, there must not be many people on the street, but here is different. The morning here can be regarded as very lively, because there are morning market, middle market and evening market here, and the morning market The things sold in the three time periods of the market, the middle market and the evening market are different, so if you don’t catch up with the morning market, you can’t buy what you want to buy in the middle market or the evening market. I can only wait until the morning market the next day to buy, which is why the morning market is so lively.

Mourning walked towards the crowded place. He planned to go to the morning market and take a look. If he saw something he wanted to buy, he would buy it back. Anyway, he has nothing to do at this time, and he has nothing to do. It's good to look around. of.Moreover, a new idea came to his mind recently. If it succeeds, it will be another business opportunity for Momo Restaurant. He does not intend to let go of any opportunity to make money.

After visiting the morning market, Mourning did not plan to go back to Momo Restaurant immediately, but walked along the street, and there were hawkers shouting from both sides of the street, one after another, endlessly , Mourning looked all the way, and remembered that he hadn’t eaten breakfast yet, so he bought two meat buns and a bowl of soy milk. The handmade soy milk without any additives tastes different. It’s steaming, fragrant and delicious. I want to drink, but the meat buns are a bit more expensive, and the fillings are even less. There is so much meat, but the advantage is that the buns are soft and sweet.

After eating breakfast contentedly, Mourning touched his stomach and burped.There were more and more people on the street, and Li Cheng, who had been sleeping all night, finally woke up, he walked around for a while, and finally decided to go home, and turned a corner to Momo Restaurant.

As he expected, once the dishes fried with peanut oil were launched, the response was very good. It spread to ten or ten in Licheng, and it almost spread all over Licheng in just one day. People in Licheng They are all very curious about who the owner of this Momo restaurant is, why the new tricks follow the same ones, and they made a daily dish when they first opened, and now they even make some kind of peanut oil, and the fried dishes are not inferior to his own. It is fried with lard, and the price is cheap, but it only takes a day, and several people have come to ask how the peanut oil is made.

Of course, Mourning did not tell the method of making peanut oil at the beginning. In fact, he was busy. After finishing one hundred servings of the daily dish, it was already approaching evening in the afternoon. Yesterday, he asked Mrs. Niu to help him find nearby peanut oil. Private school, Mrs. Niu told him at noon that she had found a private school nearby, and she had contacted her, and she could take the little boy there at any time. If he thinks it's okay, he can go to school there. If the little baby is not too young, he would like to send the little baby there too.

The private school that Mrs. Niu contacted has not been in operation for a long time, about a year or so.Mr. Private School is a scholar, very kind, very young, refined, and has a strong taste of books. One can tell that he is a scholar. After seeing him, Mourning immediately made a decision to let the little boy be that person's student. , Not only that, he also plans to send the little baby here when the little baby is a little older, and by his side, even if he can't learn much knowledge, it's good to learn some things to cultivate his temperament!

So Mourning negotiated with Mr. Private School about the tuition fee and class time on the same day, and finally decided to let the little boy come to school from tomorrow, two hours in the morning and one hour in the afternoon, because Mourning felt that one day was unnecessary Learning so much, it would be better to take it easy, and leave some time for the little boy to arrange for himself.As for learning cooking, he already planned to postpone it for a while, at least until the little boy could learn some simple words.

After finishing all this work, another day is almost over. The dinner is made by Mrs. Niu. The three adults and two children have a lively dinner together. Mrs. Niu goes to clean up the dishes, and Niu goes to count today’s bills. Income, while the little baby sat upright on the chair, quietly and obediently watching the little boy open the book for tomorrow's class, looking at it with a face that was so calm and expressionless, Mourning He also leaned over curiously, "Xiaochen looks so seriously, do you understand?"

The little boy looked up at him, and replied with a serious expression: "I don't understand."

"Eh?" Mourning choked on his blunt answer and almost couldn't speak. He was really ashamed, he didn't understand but looked at it so seriously, he deliberately misled others.At this time, Mrs. Niu had already finished her work quickly, and she came out wiping her wet hands on the apron. Mourning turned to stop her, "Sister-in-law Niu, I have something to go out, please help me." Can you take care of Momo and them?"

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Niu was a little surprised, she hadn't seen Mourning go out at night for so many days, why did she suddenly say she wanted to go out at this time?

"I want to go to Nangong Mansion. Nangong Ye seems to have a lot of research on food. I plan to send him some peanut oil. He should like it."

Mrs. Niu nodded, "That's fine, Mr. Nangong has helped so much, and there is nothing to repay him. It would be good to give him something he likes."

Mourning laughed out loud, nodded and said: "I think so too, he has power and power, and many things are probably not rare, we can't afford expensive things, and we can't give away cheap things, it's better It’s more sincere to do what he likes and give him something he likes. By the way, if I come back late, I will ask Mrs. Niu to help Momo take a bath first, so that Momo and Xiaochen can go to bed early.” Turning to the little boy again, he said : "You have to go to class tomorrow, remember to keep your spirits up, and don't make trouble with Momo anymore, you know?"

"Yeah." The little boy nodded to show that he heard it.Xiaowaer pouted, and retorted in a low voice: "... Momo didn't make trouble." Xiaowaer wanted to go with Mourning before, but when she heard that it was a bad guy's place, she immediately shook her head and retorted Can't say anymore, his little head was shaking like a rattle drum, and Mourning was so happy that he kept laughing. He didn't expect that the little baby who was spoiled by him was a little bit lawless, and he would be afraid of people.

When Nangong Ye was reading a book in the study, someone came in and announced that there was a man named Mo Ning who wanted to see him outside. Even Nangong Ye was a little surprised, why did he come to him at this time?But on the face, he remained calm, nodding his head to signal the servants to let him in.

So now Mourning and Nangong Ye are sitting face to face. Mourning pursed his lips and smiled a bit shyly. He put the wine bottle he had been holding on the table and said, "This is me. The peanut oil made by myself will taste good when used for cooking.” It may be that Nangong Ye is too good-looking, and everyone always has a mentality of not daring to desecrate good-looking people and things, Mourning also No exception, he felt that it would be a blasphemy for him to speak louder to a figure like Nangong Ye who looked like an immortal. He had never thought about being able to sit face to face with him like this But now he not only sits with him face to face, but the other party has helped him so much, which really flatters him, because he can't think of anything in himself that deserves the other party's kindness to him. He felt that apart from being better at cooking, he really had nothing to show for it.

Nangong Ye smiled slightly, rather

With a calm look, he joked: "I thought Aning brought me wine specially." Her phoenix eyes froze for a moment, and she landed on the wine bottle on the table.

Mourning smiled cheerfully, touched the back of his head, and looked a little silly, "Because I really can't find anything to pretend, so I will just let it go."

"I'm quite curious, why would Ah Ning think of using peanuts as oil?" Almost the whole of Licheng was talking about the stir-fried vegetables made with peanut oil in Momo Restaurant, so he knew of it.And he was really curious, how could Mourning have such weird ideas?Whether it's roast lamb or peanut oil, it always surprises him.

"Hehe, it's really nothing." Mourning was a little confused. After all, these things were not original by him at all. He just plagiarized the wisdom of later generations, and he dared to do this because he knew the situation he was in now. The dynasty is not recorded in the history at all. Maybe there is no such dynasty in the history. It is very likely that he came from another time and space, so he dared to be so bold.

"It's just that I prefer to delve into what I eat, and I met a person who is very good at cooking before. I learned all my cooking skills from that person." He did learn his cooking skills from his teacher Of course, some of them were created by himself. Chefs like to study dishes, and he is no exception.

"So that's how it is..." Nangong Ye smiled and nodded lightly, "I really want to get to know Ah Ning's master if I have the chance, as he can teach such a good cooking apprentice, I think the respected master's cooking skills must be even more powerful Bar?"