Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"Ahem, cough...." Ding Tian choked on his own saliva: "That... hello, Mr. Wang." "You're so stupid." Mrs. Wang and Wang Zuo glanced at Ding Tian with disgust: "How long have you been here?" ?”

"I'm just here...." Ding Tian didn't know why this lord appeared at his door, and there were other people behind him.

He often follows Wang Fugui, he knows him.

The other Liu Wenbin, who is said to be a "staff member", although he knew him, but during the whole process of the "corruption case", he didn't know what this Liu Wenbin was doing.

Then there were more than [-] tall and burly guards, all wearing helmets and armor, holding the handle of the knife, with sharp eyes, shooting back and forth at the door of his new house. He believed that at this time, even a bird If they fly out, they will be chopped into minced meat by the knives in their hands.

Wang Zuo curled his lips, and Wang Fuzhi immediately took the lead and squeezed in: "It's just right, we brought you a hot pot..." He squeezed in, it was impossible for Ding Tian not to let them in... If he didn't let them in, he doubted that they would "Attack" comes in.

After opening the door, Wang Fu was the first to come in, followed by two guards, and then Wang Zuo. Liu Wenbin came in with Wang Zuo, and the rest of them followed in a hurry.

Aunt Jin was a little surprised by so many people, she was no ordinary person!

Before Ding Tian could open his mouth, the guards who came in rushed to search his new home again, and then immediately lined up for posts, and went out again...to stand guard.

Advance like a landslide, retreat like a wave without shock.

Well-trained, advance and retreat freely.

That's what they said.

Only Wang Fugui and Liu Wenbin were left, following Wang Zuo's side, as if they were inseparable.

But they came not empty-handed, but with two carriages. Seeing that the work was done inside, Wang Fugui waved his hand, and a servant outside began to unload things: "Little Ding prison boss... oh, Ding Si Prison, this is a housewarming gift for you, where do you think it would fit?"

Ding Tian looked at those things... they were all wrapped, and he didn't know what they were, but based on his short understanding of Mr. Wang, the things he gave away were not cheap.

"Let's put it over there in the warehouse." Ding Tian wiped his face, "Please trouble Aunt Jin to lead the way..."

"Okay..." Aunt Jin led the way a little weakly.

Ding Tian respectfully invited Wang Zuo to the main hall of the main room: "Please sit down."

"Have you eaten yet?" Wang Zuo asked Ding Tian after he sat down, before Ding Tian could find a way to get him some tea and snacks.

He was already hungry, but someone searched his house and outside again. Ding Tian was so hungry right now, who doesn't have a temper?

Immediately, he said a little angrily: "Just as I was about to eat, you came..."

It's a bit resentful.

"It's just right, we adults don't have dinner, why don't we eat together?" Wang Fugui said with a drumming gesture, "We've all finished eating, and only our lord is busy with business and hasn't eaten yet...

Liu Wenbin bowed his head and said nothing, curled his lips in his heart: nonsense!

Ever since he learned today that the boss of Xiao Ding Lao has come to Fucheng and has a new residence... His Excellency, he has no plans to have dinner

"...Okay..." Ding Tian couldn't say no.

I can only bite the bullet and say: "It's just a simple meal, I hope you don't dislike it."

Wang Zuo looked around: "Where do you eat?"

"In the east wing...." Ding Tian pointed to the outside: "There is the kitchen and dining room."

Wang Zuo stood up consciously and went straight to the East Wing.

Ding Tian hurriedly followed behind to explain: "Today is dinner made by Mrs. Jin, stewed tofu with soybean paste..." He said the contents of the dinner.

Who knew that Wang Zuo would be unhappy when he heard this: "Why didn't you do it?"

And it is stewed tofu with miso.

Wang Fu said hurriedly: "We adults don't eat soy sauce very much..."

Wang Zuo hated miso since he was a child, why?

Because he thinks the miso is dirty, the color is not good, and the taste is so strong, who knows what is put in it?

The kind of person who doesn't even use sweet noodle sauce to eat roast duck, you expect him to eat your big sauce stewed tofu?

"Oh... what should we do?" Ding Tian was stunned.

He can't afford to offend him, let alone offend him. They have given him a housewarming gift, and he should have a meal.

Although I don't know why, I came to him inexplicably, just to give gifts and eat?

Wang Zuo had a stern face, pointing to Ding Tian with a particularly unhappy face, and ordered: "You do it, do it again, I want to eat." "Okay." Ding Tian wiped his face again, it seems that he still cannot escape the fate of being a cook.

In fact, there is nothing in his kitchen. When it is green and yellow, there are only potatoes, radishes, and cabbage. At most, there are some things like bacon and sauerkraut.

As soon as Ding Tian walked around the kitchen, Wang Fuzhi rushed in: "Tian'er, cook well, Wang... Mr. Wang hasn't eaten well these days, and he seems to have lost a lot of weight." gone."

"I didn't see it..." Ding Tian muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Fu was checking the seasonings in the cabinet.

In fact, there are no seasonings, fine salt, jars of miso, boxes of pepper, bowls of chili oil...

"Hurry up!" Wang Zuo followed in and stood there with his arms crossed, with a bad attitude, just like a supervisor.

Ding Tian stopped talking to Wang Fugui, and talked directly to Wang Zuo: "No, my lord, you have seen it too, there is only so much food here, what do you want to eat?"

Wang Zuo clicked his mouth: "I want to eat abalone and shark's fin, do you have it here?"

Ding Tian gritted his teeth: "If you order that Yanbao shark's fin, you can only eat me."

Compared with Wang Zuo's status, he is probably a poor slum.

What about "yan abalone and shark's fin", just chop him up with a knife and come here more happily.

Wang Zuo glanced at Ding Tian who obviously wanted to complain but had to hold back a few times, and then ordered as alms: "You can figure it out. I want one meat and one vegetable, one soup, and two rice."

Then Shi Shiran turned around and went to sit on the kang in the dining room, waiting for food.

Ding Tian had no choice but to go to the barn. Mrs. Jin didn't know if she had gone back, or what happened, but she was gone anyway.

There was also a big goose in the barn, which was taken out by Ding Tian. There were two large pots and two small pots in the kitchen. He used the big pot to stew a big goose with sauerkraut. The big goose was slaughtered in autumn when it was plump. It has been stored in ice and snow until now, and the ice and snow are about to melt. This big goose won't last long, so it's better to eat it.

Stew in a big pot, put more dried chilies and green onions in it.

Cook rice in another big pot, cut some potato slices, and fry the potato slices.

Shred the radish, shred the cabbage, and shred the dried tofu, add some seasoning, specially remove the miso, and mix it with a cold dish.

At home, there are two goose eggs brought by Aunt Jin in the morning. Eggs are precious at this time, at least Ding Tian thinks so, so he uses these two goose eggs to make a thick pot of throwing sleeve soup.

Also use shredded pickles to fry shredded pork, and the simplified version of "mustard mustard" stir-fries shredded pork.

It took a long time to finish it, and it was completely dark. Ding Tian's house only had a few oil lamps, but Wang Fugui got several bright lanterns with candles from somewhere, and they illuminated Ding Tian's new home. It is bright and dignified.

Seeing the four dishes and one soup, Wang Zuo nodded in satisfaction, although the fried shredded pork with pickled vegetables at the end was a bit of a trick, and said, "Let's eat."

Ding Tian is already hungry, okay?

"Hey, eat, eat!" Unceremoniously got on the kang, sat cross-legged, picked up the chopsticks and started eating: "You eat too!"

I deliberately put a "offer" between the thighs of the goose and gave it to Mr. Wang.

Then the other thigh is of course my own, and the food cooked by myself is delicious!

It’s no worse than Aunt Jin’s craftsmanship... stewed tofu with soybean paste, heat it up tomorrow morning, and eat it for breakfast

On the contrary, Wang Fu took a silver needle and poked it in all the meals for a long time before retreating. Ding Tian rolled his eyes in his heart: the silver needle drug test is a legend, okay?

Regardless, eating is the most important thing now.

Wang Zuo eats very elegantly. This is not the first time Ding Tian saw him eating. When he was in prison, it was probably when Wang Zuo was at his worst. At that time, he didn't gobble up his meals. Now under the lamplight, it seemed to give him a layer of light. , elegant demeanor, handsome face... It's the rhythm of life.

Wang Zuo eats elegantly and elegantly, but the speed is also very fast. A goose thigh can't satisfy his appetite at all. The goose meat is good, and the sauerkraut is also good; the fried potato slices are also good for his appetite; occasionally cold dishes are finally eaten. Something for appetite.

Hu moved while Wang Fugui was watching: "My lord finally has an appetite...."

Ding Tian doesn't care about that, the most important thing is to eat as soon as possible: "Yeah, the sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Wang Fugui really wanted to hire Ding Tian to go back with him, to be a chef...

The two of them ate half of the meal, and finally drank the egg soup very satisfied.

Wang Fu took the initiative to clean up the dining table, wash the dishes... Ding Tian didn't know if he would.

It doesn't matter if you don't, Aunt Jin will come tomorrow, and she will clean up naturally.

It was Wang Zuo who looked at his new home: "The place is a bit small."

"I'm not young anymore, so I'll live alone." Ding Tian had enough food and drink, and his IQ returned to his senses. He realized that this person seemed to have a good impression of him, so he quickly behaved well: "When I'm busy, I want to live in the house." From the government office."

"What else is there to be busy here?" Wang Zuo said indifferently: "Your abduction case is not bad, there must be a reward from above, and then you can change to a bigger place."

"No need, no need!" Ding Tian hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "There are thousands of rooms in a vast mansion, sleeping seven feet at night, no matter how big a place is, I live alone. Poor convenience."

Seeing that Ding Tian really didn't need to change places, Wang Zuo gave up: "How does Prefect Du treat you?"

"It's fine." Ding Tian replied sincerely, "Master Du also took good care of me..."

Now that this guy is here, he asked again. He doesn't mind saying something nice for Prefect Du and Master Du, and this is the truth.

"That's good." Wang Zuo asked him again, "Where's the yamen?"

"It's fine in the yamen..." Ding Tian didn't understand, Wang Zuo seemed to care about him?

why?

Just cook for him and he loves to eat?

I don't quite understand, but the first-rank official crushes people to death, not to mention that this is an imperial envoy, seeing the existence of the first-rank official.

Ding Tian would not be so stupid as to offend him.

Whatever he asked, Ding Tian answered honestly. It was very late, Wang Fugui had walked back and forth several times, and Wang Zuo just flicked his sleeves: "Okay, let them get ready and go back to the station."

"Yes!" Wang Fugui was overjoyed, and ran out in no time.

Liu Wenbin had already brought a big coat for Wang Zuo to put on. Wang Zuo stood on the ground and looked back at Ding Tian: "I live in the post station in this city. If you need anything, you can find me there."

Saying that, he threw a jade token to Ding Tian, ​​turned around and left, a voice came from afar: "Seeing a token is like seeing a person, no one will make things difficult for you."

"Hey, you go slowly!" Ding Tian held the jade tablet and gave it away graciously: "I understand."

When Wang Zuo led the people away like a gust of wind, Ding Tian closed the door and returned to the house. Everything was restored to its original state, like a dream, only the jade card in his hand was real. , there is still the good smell of Wang Zuo in the room, and the faint fragrance lingers on the tip of his nose.

Ding Tian picked up the jade tablet and glanced at it...