I'm a Buddhist foster child

Chapter 23 The Famous Scene of "Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water"

"Refugees."

The little bun Yang Guang only said two words, and the second child Yang Zheng and the third child Yang Zan suddenly realized.

Yang Jian couldn't help but look at Xiao Baozi more, and said with a smile: "My son is really smart."

That's right, they are refugees!

In order to ambush and assassinate Yu Wenhu, the little emperor Yu Wenyong couldn't dispatch soldiers, so he asked Liang Guogong to arrange fifty elite guards.In order not to make the little emperor suspicious, Yu Wenhu also arranged fifty elite soldiers.

The current situation is fifty against fifty, and there are a full 200 people in Yang Jian's hands!

Although these people are all refugees, they can be dispatched freely, without any worries at all, let alone arouse suspicion.

Yang Jian said to Yang Zheng: "Second brother, can those refugees be sent out of the hunting ground?"

Yang Zheng shook his head and said: "It hasn't been sent yet, but it is expected to be sent to the hunting ground today. If it is faster, we can make it in time."

Yang Jian didn't talk nonsense, and only said one word: "Let's go."

Yang Jian is going to take his second younger brother Yang Zheng and third younger brother Yang Zan to "save the world". Yang Guang is only four or five years old. Bisheng wants to follow.

For nothing else, Yang Guang has his own thoughts.Yang Jian was going to see the refugees, and the poor cry-loving refugee must be among them. If Yang Jian saw the little refugee, his heart would be filled with compassion, and he would bring the little refugee back. What should I do? ?Didn't it become Yang Guang's stumbling block, causing endless troubles...

So Yang Guang said he wanted to go with his father and father, rolling around like a baby, using [-] kinds of martial arts, lingering in Yang Jian's arms, holding Yang Jian's sleeves tightly, like a clingy baby Like.

Yang Guang already has a high EQ, he knows when to afford it and when to let it go, he is just a little baby boy, he has no face to speak of, but he can make a fuss, make a fuss with all his strength , others think he is childish and cute.

Yang Jian couldn't bear Yang Guang's coquettish rolling like a little milk bag, so he agreed, hugging the soft and chubby little bun he raised these days, and said: "The son will obediently follow his father."

"Yeah!" Xiao Baozi nodded vigorously, his cheeks were trembling with elasticity, and said crisply: "Wo obedient! Follow father!"

So the three big ones and one small one immediately went out of the camp to look for the refugees.The refugees were about to be sent away, but they happened to be stopped by Yang Jian.

When those refugees saw Yang Jian, they paid homage to Yang Jian as if they had seen a living Bodhisattva, saying that they were benefactors. There was also that little refugee who seemed to like Yang Jian very much. When he saw Yang Jian, he rushed over and hugged Yang Jian's calf. Shaking vigorously, it seems that he also wants Yang Jian to hug him.

Yang Guang, the little bun, was sitting in Yang Jian's arms at this moment, letting Yang Jian hold him. He looked down at the little bun condescendingly. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Guang cracked a cold and mocking smile on the corner of his fleshy lips, and raised his small chin flauntingly at the little refugees, and snorted coldly, wanting to enter the door of Sui Guogong's mansion, dreaming.

Yang Jian didn't know that the little bun was vying for favor, and the time was waiting for no one, so he immediately said to the refugees: "Jian has one thing, I need your help, I wonder if you can help me a little bit?"

"Please tell me if you have something to do!"

"Exactly, benefactor! Our lives are all saved by benefactor, so why don't we help?"

"Even if we follow benefactor up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, we can do it!"

……

Within the Northern Hunting Grounds.

The elite of the Fifty Imperial Guards and the fifty entourages of the Yuwen Society were at war, and the officials were too afraid to click their tongues. Who knew that at this moment, someone walked in from the outside swaggeringly, as if they were going to a gathering, strolling leisurely and contentedly .

It was - Yang Jian!

Yang Jian did not come alone. With his left hand, he followed Yang Zheng, the Erlang Lord of Sui State's Mansion, who was then a general of chariots, and with his right hand, Yang Zan, the third man of Sui State's Mansion and the first talented scholar of Jingzhao. He still held his grandma in his arms. Angry little bun Yang Guang, behind him...

Wuyang Wuyang's mob followed behind him, without counting them, they swarmed in, the number definitely exceeded 200, instantly crushing the elite guards and the followers of Yuwenhui.

Yang Jian hugged the little bun, because the little bun has been raised well these days, he has grown a little fleshy, and he is already fat, fluffy and soft, to be honest, it's quite overwhelming.Yang Jian just went "crazy" and beat Liang Guogong's son, his arms were a little sore and weak, and he couldn't hold him, so he had to put the little bun on the ground and hold the little meaty hand of the little bun, so as not to get lost in the hunting ground .

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Oh yes, it's not corn, but Yuchi."

Corn is not called corn at all, he has his own name, not only his own name, but also the birth and accompanying reading of the little emperor Yu Wenyong, the youngest son of the dignified Duke of Shu - Yuchi Youqi.

Yuchi Youqi, dressed as a Imperial Guard, blocked Yu Wenhu and was confronting Yu Wenhu, who would have thought that Yang Jian walked out like a stroll on the street, and revealed Yuchi Youqi's identity with one word.

In fact, Yang Jian had suspected corn for a long time.Yang Jianben is a person who does not trust others. Don't be deceived by Yang Jian's gentle appearance. Yang Jian's appearance is just a protective shell. In fact, his inside is not gentle at all. On the contrary, he is full of suspicion. Trusting anyone is full of deep alienation.

At first Yang Jian was only suspicious of the corn, because the corn was too harmless.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "Jiang, you are pretending to be too harmless to human beings and animals. A prostitute from the Taifu can be regarded as a person who has been beaten by scrambling. How could he have no idea of ​​intimacy? Woolen cloth?"

Corn has always given people the impression of a little white rabbit, a little cowardly, timid, completely harmless, and will never pose a threat to anyone.But if you think about it carefully, the family prostitutes these days are not simple, they are not prisoners of war from guns, poor people, or prostitutes from government prostitutes, no matter what kind of prostitutes they are, they are definitely people who have seen the warmth and coldness of human relationships. Where can it be as harmless as corn?

So Yang Jian kept an eye out, but the person who finally found out that the corn was wrong was the third brother Yang Zan.Although Yang Zan's diet is crude and careless, he is usually a very meticulous person. Yang Zan found that many of the habits of corn are not like those of Jingzhao people, but have some habits of Longyou.

Later, Yang Jian asked his third younger brother Yang Zan to draw a portrait of corn, and ordered his second younger brother Yang Zheng to go to various places to inquire about it. Sure enough, someone knew about corn, and he recognized it at a glance. He is the chief manager of Longyou and the young master of Shu Kingdom's government with [-] households in Shiyi!

Yang Jian shook his waist fan and said, "In the final analysis, your play...is too much."

Corn, no, Yuchi Youqi squinted his eyes, and looked at Yang Jian. He didn't expect to reveal his truth so early, and Yang Jian kept silent. Now that I think about it, when I went to see the owner at that time, I was afraid Yang Jian has already discovered...

For some reason, Yuchi Youqi suddenly didn't dare to look at Yang Jian. After all, during the days when he was lurking in Sui Guogong's mansion, Yang Jian treated him very well, he was not harsh at all, and he was very friendly.

Yang Jian was meeting with Yuchi Youqi when he heard Liang Guogong Hou Mo Chenchong roaring: "Sui Guogong's son, in front of the master, you brought so many people to the hunting ground, are you trying to rebel!?"

Yang Jian was not afraid, smiled, and said kindly: "Liang Guogong's words are wrong. These refugees were brought into the hunting ground by your young master. If they rebelled, he was the one who rebelled."

"you……"

Before Liang Guogong finished speaking, the little emperor Yu Wenyong got up from the ground, his face calmed down a lot, but he was still a half-grown child after all, his face was a little stiff, and he tried his best to calm himself down, calm his voice, and make his voice sound steady and pertinent. He opened his mouth and said, "Sir of the Sui Kingdom, Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu caused a rebellion, if you can help the widow put down the rebellion, it will be a great contribution!"

Although the little emperor Yu Wenyong is only 16 years old, if it is in modern times, he has just entered high school, but he has a lot of things in his heart, and he immediately sorted out the current situation.I only have fifty elite guards, and Yuwenhu only has fifty elites. Although they are all elites, they are definitely not worth the crowd of two hundred refugees. Absolutely overwhelming odds.

The little emperor Yu Wenyong calculated very quickly, but Yu Wenhu was a veteran of several dynasties. As an old saying goes, Yuwen Hu eats much more salt than Yu Wenyong, so he immediately said to Yang Jian: "Nephew, I and your grandpa I was an official in the same dynasty, and I went to the battlefield with your grandfather back then, and lived and died together. Everyone can see the painstaking efforts I have put in for this court. Today, the master is unkind and makes the courtiers feel cold. Such an end, let alone you waiting for the Qing family! Nephew, are you really going to help the evildoer?!"

Both sides tried their best to win over Yang Jian, Yang Jian took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and said, "Of course I am..."

When he said this, the little emperor Yu Wenyong interrupted immediately, afraid that he would agree to Yu Wenhu, and said like a price: "The Duke of Sui's family is loyal and loyal, and the widow is the orthodox of heaven! Son of the Duke of Sui, you will definitely help the widow, right? "

Yu Wenhu laughed, and continued to bid for the price, saying: "Although the Duke of Sui's family is a loyal family, but he can't stand the master's suspicion, and finally can't escape the end of violent death!"

The little emperor and Yu Wenhu bid, the courtiers held their breaths, and no one dared to speak, for fear that the gang of refugees would riot and the consequences would be disastrous.

Yang Jian was the only one who was very leisurely. He slammed his waist fan in his palm and said, "Of course I am... the one who pays the highest price gets it."

"price……"

"The price is high..."

The little emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Prime Minister Yu Wenhu were stunned for a moment, they were still "corrupting" Yang Jian with the righteousness of the country, but Yang Jian calmly said such a philistine sentence under the eyes of everyone.

The little emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Prime Minister Yu Wenhu looked at each other, the little emperor had a ruthless look in his eyes, and said ruthlessly, "Sir, Duke of Sui, if you kill Yu Wenhu, from today onwards you will be the Heavenly Official Otsuka Prime Minister! The five mansions obey the orders of the heavenly officials, from now on, except for the widows, you will be under one person and above ten thousand!"

Yang Jian nodded with a smile and said, "Not bad, it sounds very attractive."

As he said, facing Yu Wenhu, Yu Wenhui rushed up immediately, and stood guard in front of Yu Wenhu, guarding against Yang Jian.

Yu Wenhu narrowed his eyes, as expected of a person who has seen the world, he smiled softly, and at this time he did not panic, and said quietly: "Under one person? Above ten thousand? Son of Sui Guogong, if you help me, don't say It is to assist the emperor once, whoever you want to be the emperor, whoever is the emperor!"

What Yu Wenhu said was extremely rampant, but he didn't speak big words, because Yu Wenhu had already killed three monarchs in a row, not bad for the little emperor.

Yang Jian, as if the grass on the wall fell with the wind, smiled and nodded: "Not bad, this sounds good too."

As he spoke, he turned to face the little emperor Yu Wenyong, and Yu Chi Youqi tightly held the saber in his hand, his fingertips turned white, and he was also on guard against Yang Jian.

The little emperor Yu Wenyong tried his best to fight: "Do you think Yu Wenhu's words can be trusted?! He won't kill you now, and he won't kill you in the future. He even dares to kill the king. He is ruthless. What else is he not afraid of?"

Yuwenhu said: "That's right, I, Yuwenhu, are indeed cruel and merciless, but it's all on the bright side, innocent and clear! But the host is different, the host is a wolf disguised as a lamb." , to be kind to wolves, will only end up being eaten by flesh and bones!"

The two sides argued endlessly, and it was true that the mother-in-law was right, and the public was right, Yang Jian put away his waist fan with a clatter, and said: "What you said is so big that I'm going to have a big head, listen to it, listen to it."

Yang Jian shook his head and sighed, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "One is more ruthless than the other. It is very difficult for you to make a choice like this. After all...Jian is timid and afraid of being retaliated."

The little emperor Yu Wenyong and Dazai Yu Wenhu stared at Yang Jian, no, to be precise, all the officials in the hunting ground were staring at Yang Jian, as if they were waiting for Yang Jian's final trial.

Yang Jian smiled, and said leisurely: "The owner is not willing to give in, and the prime minister is not willing to give in, so let's do it...you shake hands and make peace."

"what!?"

"Peace?!"

The little emperor and Yu Wenhu shouted in shock at the same time, and everyone present stared at Yang Jian dumbfounded, as if Yang Jian was some kind of monster.

Indeed, the Yang family is a monster, it has come to this point, Zai Otsuka led the troops to force the palace, the little emperor was assassinated in ambush, tore his face, and left it on the bright side, Yang Jian wants everyone to shake hands and make peace, isn't it a miracle? Big joke?

Yang Jian didn't follow the routine, nodded and said, "No mistake, shake hands and make peace."

As he spoke, he shook out a wad of honey incense paper, put his index finger and middle finger together, and tapped the honey incense paper. The movement was romantic and elegant, and he said with a smile: "I also prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The deed, shake hands and make peace, let the master assassinate the courtiers today, and the courtiers forced the palace master to never happen. From now on, I will never mention today's affairs. The deeds are in triplicate, and the master and the prime minister will sign it. ..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Wenhui with a smile, and said, "It's like you owed me ten million money back then."

Yu Wenhui was suddenly named, and his face blushed, but in front of everyone, he shook off his scandal, and quickly retorted: "I... When will I owe you money, can you, Don't talk nonsense!"

Neither the scheming little emperor nor the well-informed Yu Wenhu had expected that Yang Jian would make them "get back together", and the two were stunned.

Yang Jian shook the honey scented paper, made a crisp sound of clattering, and said with a smile: "The master and the prime minister are one who is the Ninth Five-Year King, and the other is the one who is above ten thousand people. You must have the face and the face? Today is already Lost face, only a little bit of face left, sign the contract, forget the past, if anyone dares to break the contract in the future, his conspiracy will be made public to the world, people who don't even have a bit of face, let it be the master Or the prime minister, the hearts of the people are against the law of nature, and no one can do it."

What Yang Jian said is correct, people who climb higher also need prestige and face. If the news of the assassination of the courtiers by the owner, or the killing of the king by the prime minister, they will be reviled by the world.

Yang Jian asked everyone to sign the contract in triplicate and put it in their respective hands, with the last copy in Yang Jian's hand, so that the other party could hold each other's handle and check and balance each other, and they would all be afraid and take a step back.

"How?" Yang Jianxiao said with ease, "To draw a bet, or not to draw a bet?"

The little emperor Yu Wenyong's hands were hidden under the wide sleeves of the emperor, clenched tightly, and his round nails almost pinched his palms.Just a little bit, just a little bit, to kill Yu Wenhu, no... Is it really just a little bit away?The little emperor's eyes trembled twice, and he knew very well that this point was just a hair's breadth away, and it was a thousand miles away. Wanting to bring down Yu Wenhu was simply not something he could do now.

The little emperor tightly closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them. Although it didn't take a moment, but in his own eyes, it seemed as if he had traveled through countless suns and moons, and finally he said calmly, "Okay, I will draw a bet."

Yang Jian was very satisfied, and said to Yu Wenhu, "Prime Minister, what do you think?"

Thinking that Yuwen Hu has dominated the officialdom for decades, he has never seen what kind of big battle, but today he capsized in the gutter. Will suddenly come out.

Yu Wenhu looked at Yang Jian twice more, and there was a trace of stubbornness and inquiry in his eyes, as well as a trace of admiration.Yu Wenhu actually laughed and said, "Okay! Today I will do what you say."

Yang Jian took out honey scented paper, one on the left and one on the right, and distributed them to Yuchi Youqi and Yu Wenhui, and asked the two to hand them to the little emperor and Yu Wenhu respectively, saying: "It's not too late, let's draw on the spot."

"Look, what a tall tree!"

"Wow, this is the royal hunting ground?"

"Look, there's a lake there!"

The hunting ground in Yuanzhou was filled with the noise of going to a market. Grandma Liu, two hundred refugees, went into the Grand View Garden to look at the left side and touch the right side. Amid such noise, the little emperor and Yu Wenhu finally signed the contract, In triplicate, one copy was kept in the hands of the little emperor, one copy was kept in the hands of Yu Wenhu, and the last copy was given to Yang Jian for safekeeping.

"Okay..." Yang Jian blew on the wet ink on the honey incense paper and nodded in satisfaction.

"Grandpa!! Grandpa——" At this moment, a voice like a ghost suddenly came from outside the small hunting ground, and then a person ran in panicked and stumbled.

Unkempt, disheveled hair, black face, gray body, as if rolled out of a muddy pond, with blood stains on his shoulders, he is the son of Duke Liang!

Yang Jian went "crazy" at that time, tied the son of Liang Guogong to the pony, and dragged him all the way. The son of Liang Guogong struggled for a long time, and now he struggled away and immediately came to complain.

He rushed into the small hunting ground and missed a farce. He didn't know what happened. Seeing Liang Guogong Hou Mo Chenchong, he rushed up and shouted: "Grandpa!! That bastard in Sui Guogong's mansion, he bullied me, Grandpa, you have to avenge me..." Revenge.

Before Liang Guogong’s son finished speaking, Liang Guogong became angry when he saw him. If it wasn’t for these refugees who were brought in by his good son, today’s events might have turned around. , that is, never surrounded by refugees.

Liang Guogong yanked his big mouth out angrily, "Crack!!" and directly knocked Liang Guogong's son to the ground.

"Ah, grandpa..." Liang Guogong's son was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He covered his face, looked embarrassed, and squatted on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

Yang Jian folded up the deed of the honey fragrant paper, put it in his arms, patted the lapel of his clothes to make sure it was put away, and then said: "Okay, your matter is settled, shouldn't... you should give Jian some benefits? "

He twisted his hands, as if asking for money.

The little emperor and Yu Wenhu were taken aback, thinking that Yang Jian had no desires and desires, and it was purely to resolve the crisis of the court, but at this time Yang Jian opened his mouth like a lion.

The little emperor Yu Wenyong said in a low voice, "Whatever the prince of Sui Guogong wants, you might as well tell me and listen to it."

Everyone stared at Yang Jian, and they all waited for Yang Jian to speak loudly. Speaking of which, Yang Jian's second younger brother is already a chariot general, and Yang Jian is the eldest son of the Duke of Sui. Further up, only the Hussar General, or the General.

Just when Yu Wenhui felt that his status as a Hussar general was not guaranteed, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Jian wants... fifty live fish."

"Five...fifty..." The little emperor Yu Wenyong was stunned for a moment, and his mature and prudent expression collapsed in an instant, revealing the expression that a sixteen or seventeen-and-a-half-year-old child should have. He said in shock, "Fifty what?"

Yang Jian stretched out his palm, gestured with five fingers, and repeated vowedly: "Fifty, live fish."

The little emperor and Yu Wenhu heaved a sigh of relief, they just wanted fifty live fish, thinking that Yang Jian would take the opportunity to blackmail him, even if he didn't want the positions of prime minister and general of hussars, he would also want a mountain of gold and silver. How could he know that Yang Jian only wanted fifty live fish.

Yang Jian had something to say, and said with a smile: "The fifty live fish that Jian wants must be the owner and the prime minister, and they must be caught from the water by themselves, and those caught by others are not allowed."

The little emperor's complexion immediately sank. Although he is a puppet emperor, he has been a prince since he was a child, pampered and pampered. When did Yang Jian ask him to catch fish when he did such rough work?

When Liang Guogong saw it, he immediately scolded: "Sir Sui Guogong, you are clearly usurping the lord!"

Yang Jian didn't speak, just took out the honey-scented paper book in his arms, and shook it to the sun.

The little emperor immediately took a deep breath to calm down his anger, and then said: "Okay, what's the matter, the left and right are all here to hunt in the hunting ground, just fishing, the widow just happened to have never been stubborn, so I just treat it as fresh and fresh today." .”

Yuwenhu was calmer than the little emperor, and said calmly: "It's just fishing."

Yang Jian is sincere. There are a lot of prey in Yuanzhou hunting grounds. The officials in charge of hunting grounds are raising prey every day, just waiting for the nobles to come to enjoy themselves, but...

Officials never maintained the small pond on the hunting grounds.

There is indeed a small pond in the hunting ground, and there are some small fish fry in it. They are not big fish, nor are they expensive species.Today, the little emperor and Zai Otsuka are going to...fish in this small pond.

As a "supervisor", Yang Jian stood on the hillside next to the small pond, shaking his waist fan. The condescending supervisor used his fan to cover the sun from time to time because of the hot sun, so as to enjoy himself leisurely.

But the little emperor and Yu Wenhu by the small pond are not so leisurely and natural. The little emperor is pampered and pampered, and Yu Wenhu responds to everyone on weekdays. They are all royal relatives and nobles. They have never done such a job. The two of them are holding their sleeves The robe was drenched, and the smell of live fish was all over his face, just like the famous scene of "mandarin ducks playing in the water".

Yang Zheng scratched the back of his head and said, "Brother, this...isn't it good?"

Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at the small pond as if he was watching the excitement, listening to the following: "Catch it!" "Run away again!" "I'm blocking this side, you go there to stop it, grab it, grab it! " Waiting for the shouting, smiled, and said quietly: "Why is it not good? Some things cannot be done by an emperor, and some things cannot be done by a powerful minister, even if they are small..."

The second elder Yang Zheng scratched the back of his head again, and said, "Brother, what did you say, it's too obscure."

The youngest, Yang Zan, understood, and said, "Eldest brother is well-intentioned, but... the owner and the prime minister may not be able to understand the intentions of elder brother. Isn't elder brother afraid of being retaliated?"

"Revenge?" Yang Jian took out the deed, shook it, and said, "Brother, you are holding the lifelines of the owner and the prime minister. Are you afraid that they will not be able to retaliate? Besides, what are you afraid of? A person with military power, the master and the prime minister are afraid of Grandpa's military power, so they will not act rashly."

Speaking of grandpa, Yang Jian suddenly heard a loud bang like a bell from behind...

"Little bastard!!"

The three brothers turned their heads together, and Yang Zan said in surprise, "Oops, grandpa is here to arrest someone!"

Earlier, the little emperor Yu Wenyong was planning to ambush and assassinate Otsuka Zai Yu Wenhu, fearing that Sui Guogong Yang Zhong would ruin the event, so he deliberately found a reason to temporarily dismiss him before entering the small hunting ground.At this moment, Yang Zhong had just heard the news and rushed over, and he had already missed a thrilling show.

"You still want to run?!" Yang Zhong, the Duke of the Sui Dynasty, stood in front of the three of them, blocking their way. His face was as dark as a burnt pot, he glared angrily, and said viciously, "Little bastard, are your wings hard? Is Grandpa involved in something big?"

Yang Zheng immediately said proudly: "Grandpa! Thanks to the witty elder brother, he came up with a way to surround the hunting ground with refugees!"

The third child, Yang Zan, tugged at the hem of Yang Zheng's clothes, shook his head vigorously at him, and motioned him to stop talking.

Yang Jian: "..." As expected of my good second brother, he betrays his elder brother and is never late.

Yang Zhong stared at the three of them viciously. When the three of them thought they would be stared at by Grandpa, Yang Zhong finally let go and said, "You are not allowed to do such dangerous things in the future, do you hear me?"

Yang Jian immediately nodded his head and said, "Understood, Grandpa."

The little bun Yang Guang rolled his eyes, ran up, started a coquettish offensive, grabbed Yang Zhong's clothes, and shouted in a milky, waxy and sticky voice: "Grandpa, grandpa!"

As soon as Yang Zhong saw the little grandson, he immediately lost his temper. He smiled broadly, hugged the little bun, and coaxed, "My grandson is still good, right?"

Yang Guang, the little bun, nodded vigorously, and said, "Yeah! Be good, my grandson!"

Yang Jian let out a breath slowly, but Yang Zhong changed his voice and said, "That's right! I almost fooled you! Who wore the lute bone of Duke Liang's son!?"

Yang Zhong looked at Yang Zheng and said, "Second brother, you are the most honest, never lie, tell grandpa, who did it?"

The second child, Yang Zheng, immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, and shook his head vigorously, indicating that he didn't know.

Yang Zhong looked at Yang Zan again, and said, "Third son, you know that a gentleman never lies. Tell Grandpa, who did it?"

Yang Zan's eyelids twitched wildly, coughed, looked down at his boots, and sighed, "Huh? Why is there so much dirt, let me dust it off."

Yang Zhong finally looked at Yang Guang, the little bun in his arms, and said, "Good grandson, you are the most obedient, tell your grandparents, who is the black hand against Liang Guogong's son?"

The little bun Yang Guang blinked his big eyes, and said in a childlike voice, "Duck! Grandfather, here comes the fish, eat fish, eat fish!"

Sure enough, live fish came.Yang Jian asked for a total of fifty, but there were not fifty in the small pond. The little emperor and Yu Wenhu fought their lives and managed to catch twenty or so for the time being, and brought them in a small tube, all wet. There is no such thing as a master and a powerful minister, just like two drowned rats.

Yang Jian took the live fish and said with a smile, "Grandpa loves fish the most. How about my son cooking fish meals for Grandpa?"

Yang Zhong snorted and sneered, and said: "Unfilial son, I never eat fish, the thorns are so troublesome, and they smell fishy and rustic!"

Yang Jian: "..." I am really not suitable for flattering, and I almost slapped the horse's leg.

Yang Jian remained calm and said with a smile: "Grandpa doesn't like fish, it's because the cook doesn't know how to handle fish, so my son will go to care for fish for Grandpa, determined not to eat a single thorn. You can't eat the fishy smell and rustic taste."

Yang Zhong knew that he was looking for an excuse to change the subject. He had heard a thing or two about Liang Guogong's son. In fact, he didn't want to ask Yang Jian to be held accountable. He just gave him a downhill and let Yang Jian go.

Holding the little bun in his arms and a small tube of live fish in the other hand, Yang Jian quickly entered the dining room set up in the camp.

Barbecue is a must in this hunting, and the prey from hunting cannot be kept for too long, so the prey will be handed over to the dining room that night, and let the dining room cook it and make it into various barbecues for eating.

Speaking of barbecue, Yang Jian will definitely order something delicious every time he barbecues, and that is-grilled fish tofu!

Yang Jian asked the little emperor and Yu Wenhu to catch so many fish, but the fish in the small pond in the hunting ground were all small fry, not good meat, with a lot of thorns, and the mouth had an earthy smell. The cooks who can't make any good fish food despise it very much.

It is such a small fish that is neither fancy nor tasty, but it happens to be fish tofu.

Yang Zhong doesn't like fish, and dislikes fish with many bones. Fish tofu needs to paste the fish into fish paste, and the bones inside will be removed. In this way, there will be no worries about fish bones.

The second thing Yang Zhong doesn't like to eat fish is that some fish meat will have a fishy or earthy smell if it is not handled properly, and this fish tofu needs to be processed with fish paste and various seasonings, which can just cover up the fish meat. The fishy smell is rustic, and there is no strict requirement for fish.

Therefore, it is best to make fish tofu today.

Yang Jian immediately began to clean his hands, rolled up his sleeves, tucked the hem of the clothes into his belt, and began to handle the fish swiftly.

Yang Jian likes fish tofu very much. Whether it is shabu-shabu or barbecue, fish tofu is delicious when eaten boiled, grilled or fried, and he never gets tired of eating it.Yang Jian has always been a person who prefers to cook, so he has naturally studied the method of fish tofu.

Because the method of making fish tofu is simple and claims to be zero-failure, many people actually eat fish tofu at home, and it is clean and hygienic, which is safer than buying it.But many people have also found that the taste of homemade fish tofu is quite different from that of fish tofu sold outside. It is not a "species" at all. The reason is very simple. Fish tofu bought outside not only contains fish, but also requires a certain proportion of fat. , and a lot of fat is needed, the ratio of fish to fat is preferably about three to one.

If you only use individual fish to make fish tofu, the taste of the fish tofu is too soft and loose, the mouth is all loose, and you can’t taste it. The fish tofu with fatty meat is different, because the fat and fish are all mixed together. It is crushed together, so you don't feel it at all when you eat it. Instead, you will feel that the fish is firm and full of meat, and the taste will not be so loose.

Yang Jian deftly crushed the fish meat, picked out the fishbone, and then found a large piece of fat meat. The "Duo Duo Duo" knife quickly chopped it into fine meat paste, and mixed the two kinds of meat together. At the same time, some flour was added, etc., and the rest was seasoning.

"Authentic" fish tofu should also add agar, etc., which can make the fish tofu more elastic and chewy, but there is no such thing as agar now, so Yang Jian had to omit this step.

Yang Jian put the processed fish paste and meat paste in a container and steamed it on the fire. After the steam is cooked, the fish tofu has been set, and you only need to take it out when eating, whether it is boiled or baked Eat, just a little processing.

What Yang Jian was going to do today was grilled fish tofu, so he cut the steamed fish tofu into small square cubes. The cooks were roasting the fresh prey they brought, and Yang Jian happened to borrow the fire to grill the fish tofu.

The little bun kept grabbing Yang Jian's clothes. When Yang Jian walked east, he walked east. When Yang Jian walked west, he walked west. He looked very clingy.

Yang Jian put the steamed fish tofu on the wooden tongs one by one, Yang Guang looked at it, rolled his eyes, and immediately came to help, and said in a childlike voice: "Father, please help father! "

Yang Jian smiled and said, "My son is so good, be careful, don't hurt your hand."

"Yeah!" Xiao Baozi nodded like a caring little padded jacket, with a strong ability to learn, imitating Yang Jian's movements, and tied all of Bai Shengsheng's fish tofu on the wooden tongs, and put five fish tofu on a string.

Yang Jian put the dressed fish tofu on the fire and brushed it with some oil. Because the fish tofu is steamed, it doesn't need to be baked for too long. Just bake the skin until it is browned, and sprinkle some cumin on it , pepper powder, loose salt, or brush with a layer of sauce.

The fish tofu is grilled, the skin is scorched and fragrant, and it smells oily, but the inside is white and soft and elastic. A unique aroma of roasting comes out immediately, and it rushes overbearingly, let alone It is in the dining room and has been diffused to the empty field of the camp.

"Spicy duck!" Xiao Baozi sniffed. He thought that the crispy noodles and roast duck were enough to attract the taste buds, but he didn't expect that this humble fish fry could make such a delicious meal. Yang Guang only felt the taste in his mouth I can't wait to taste it.

Yang Jian took a string of roasted, burnt and golden-yellow fish tofu from the fire, blew on it, and after the heat dissipated, he handed it to Xiao Baozi and said, "Come on, son, try it."

The little bun immediately took the grilled fish tofu, "Wow!" Opening his mouth, the little evil wolf took a bite of the fish tofu. So it goes without saying that the taste is natural. Although it is fish tofu, it is full of sensuality and is not worse than other meat dishes. The fresh fragrance of salt and pepper, or the fragrance of cumin, are all mastered just right.

"Wow! So thick! So thick! Father and father are so thick!" Xiao Baozi swallowed a string of five pieces of fish tofu into his stomach in one go, with cumin and sauce on his mouth, still a little unsatisfied.

Yang Jian took off several strings of fish tofu, let it cool down and handed it to Xiao Baozi, then took off all the baked fish tofu, put them in Chengpan, and divided them into several portions.The little emperor and Yu Wenhu worked hard, they caught these fish, so they naturally wanted to eat some, and the second and third younger brothers also wanted to eat some after their busy schedule today.Grandfather Yang Zhong shared one portion, and Yuchi Youqi and Yu Wenhui each. In the end, there was still a lot left, so Yang Jian decided to distribute the fragrant grilled fish tofu to the refugees.

If there were no refugees today, Yang Jian would not be able to turn the tide. Speaking of which, the refugees are the biggest contributors, so Yang Jian packed all the remaining fish tofu

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