scientific farming

The queen mother said with a sullen face: "Don't eat!"

Song Wen probed and called the people behind to come forward to buy them, chasing them down and saying, "If you don't want to buy, let them go first. Come on, the ones you want to buy later will come up, these leeks are just right, just right to eat!"

As soon as the people behind were greeted, they slid around the queen mother and maids like monkeys and came up to Song Wen, muttering: "Master Song, I want this leek, and pork belly and chicken feet on a skewer. There are ten pieces in total. Six cents, little Amian, give me some."

"Don't call me little Ah Mian." Ah Mian was not happy, but the speed of receiving the money was not slow at all.

This person is a regular customer, knowing Ah Mian's temperament, he just wanted to tease him, and he was very happy when Ah Mian rolled his eyes.

Song Wen deftly packed the leeks baked in an iron clip with oiled paper folded into the shape of a boat, handed it to this person, and then looked at the chicken feet and pork belly grilled next to him, and greeted skillfully: "I saw that you are an expert." For food, this pork belly is sliced ​​thinly, grilled to a crispy layer, the skin is not greasy at all, and it is best to eat it with some dry lean meat. The chicken feet are also good..."

He shook the spice jar he made himself, which contained the spices he had prepared. It was a mixture of pepper, prickly ash, dogwood, and minced garlic. After trying hundreds of combinations, he could barely make up one that he could use. of.With a shake of the spice jars, they fell onto the skin of the chicken paw along with the charcoal fire and wind, and the roasted skin sizzled.

Seeing the man staring at the chicken feet from the corner of his eyes, Song Wen smiled and continued, "The chicken feet are roasted, and the thick gelatinous skin will fall off with a single swipe, and the flesh and bones will be separated cleanly."

"Yes, yes." The man didn't listen to what Song Wen was saying, his eyes were full of the chicken feet in front of him, and he snorted into his mouth the leek boat he was holding in his hand.

The business here is booming, and they spent so much money to buy the empress dowager and maids in front of them.

The queen mother turned blue with anger.

The palace maid carefully suggested: "Queen Mother, otherwise we should find a place to sit and wait for this place to be sold out in a while, and we will come again? It will be a while, Mr. Song probably won't be free. It's not convenient for us to reveal our identities..."

It also reminded the extremely angry queen mother to keep calm.

The Queen Mother gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

After waiting like this for two hours, the crowd finally disappeared at the entrance of the yamen, and the yamen servants began to clean up the stalls. Song Wen squinted and grilled the remaining ten or so skewers of pork belly and chicken feet, sizzling The smoke curls up and covers the face misty, adding some worldly smell of smoke and fire, making me feel comfortable just looking at it.

The queen mother also had to say that Song Wen was indeed recruiting, but when he thought about the emperor and Xiao Lue, his face turned ugly.Take the maid with you, and walk quickly over with arrogance and arrogance.

Song Wen saw that he was an acquaintance whom he met in the afternoon, and said with a smile, "Why, do you still want to buy it? It's sold out today, and it won't be sold tomorrow. I bought so many vegetables, and I have to wait for a few days to eat next time."

The court lady unconsciously looked at the skewers in his hand.

Song Wen smiled gently and said: "This is for the yamen servants. They have been busy for so long, and they want to eat it for themselves." As he spoke, he really returned the food and divided it up, leaving five skewers , Wrapped carefully with oiled paper, told Ah Mian, and disappeared after a trot.

Empress Dowager: "..."

Palace Maid: "..."

The yamen servants ate and discussed how delicious it was, and they worked happily, with a cheerful face.A yamen servant simply said: "Ah Mian, the leeks will grow in a few days. I didn't think leeks were so delicious before. After eating for two days, they suddenly disappeared. I am afraid that I will have to think about it day and night. caught."

"It's gone after thinking about it." Ah Mian snorted, and said proudly, "But the young master said that in seven or eight days, the eggplants we planted by ourselves will probably be edible. If we want to roast them, we need to raise more."

The yamen servants nodded, all very happy.

"It's a pity that there are too few lands for planting. If even the yamen can be planted together by adults, there is no fear of running out of food." A yamen servant sighed.

"Hey, you have a good idea. You wanted to plant in the backyard, and it was Mr. Song who asked the emperor to favor you after being sent back. Don't even think about planting vegetables in the yamen, the Ministry of Rites will not agree."

"Ugh……"

Having said that, the other yamen servants couldn't help saying a few words to the Ministry of Rites.

The queen mother directly said angrily: "Bold! How can you talk nonsense about mere yamen servants, the Ministry of Rites and the imperial court? Be careful with your heads!"

"Who are you?" Ah Mian asked, frowning.

The palace lady stood in front of her, protecting her master: "Bold, who dares to be unreasonable with the Queen Mother here."

The yamen servant and Ah Mian looked at each other, thinking about the feet of the emperor, in Chang'an city, no one would pretend to be the queen mother, and after seeing the maids revealed their identities, a group of guards with knives appeared out of nowhere, standing guard like a mountain. Stand behind the Queen Mother.

The yamen servant and Amian trembled and knelt down to salute: "See, see the Queen Mother!"

The Queen Mother snorted coldly: "Hmph."

After entering the yamen, it is easy to take a seat, so let the maids go out to let the kneeling yamen servants be excused, and hurry up to call back Song Wen who has run away.

At the Yamen's lair, everyone was scared to death.Song Wen was in a happy mood, and trotted all the way to the General's Mansion, greeted the guards of the General's Mansion, and went straight into the General's Mansion.

"Hey...Master Song, the general is here!" The guard hurriedly called out, pointing at Xiao Lue who just came back.

Song Wen stopped in a hurry, turned around and ran out, stuffed the oil paper bag wrapped with skewers into Xiao Lue's back, and said: "The vegetables in my yamen have grown enough to be sold, and besides selling them yesterday, I also gave them away." Some are at your house, are you ready to eat?"

Xiao slightly nodded: "Thank you. I heard that the money you sold was used to build waterwheels for the surrounding villages. You don't need to send the vegetables to me in the future, and you will keep the money for selling."

Song asked: "I don't care about the few pennies. These are pork belly and chicken feet. I deliberately snatched them from the guests, made them myself, and brought them here for you to taste."

Xiao Lue rubbed the greased paper with his fingers, the heat of the skewers penetrated through the greased paper, as if it was going to scald his hands.He frowned, and after a while he said, "Thank you, I..."

Song Wen interrupted, with a playful smile, he casually waved his hands and said, "No, no, we will be a family soon, we should think of you after eating something good."

After talking about making fun of people, I felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave in a leisurely way, but I was not happy with my feet, so I moved a few steps and then stopped moving.

Song Wen lowered his head to look at the feet with his own thoughts, helplessly covered them up, and said to Xiao Lue: "Why don't you try it, if it suits your taste, if it doesn't taste good, I'll change the taste."

The Yamen has been sold for two days, and this Chang'an city has been passed down for two days. How can it not be delicious?But Xiao Lue was obedient, so he immediately lowered his head to open the greased paper bag in his hand.

"Young master, young master, hurry back to the yamen." Amian, who was kicked out to report the news, ran over shouting all the way, and said with a look of collapsed face, "Master, the palace, the palace said to Promise you, young master, to the princess!"