Everyone Loves Rong Shizi [Transmigration Book]

The smell of meat in the courtyard was savory, and the young man stared at the clay pot with fascinated eyes.

When Rong Xi arrived, he uncovered the cover and looked at it, and told the young man: "The meat has indeed been simmered to eight minutes, and the scorpion is inside."

Taizhou dried fish is a specialty of Taizhou. It is simmered with meat and combined with sea and land. It is very delicious.

When Hu and Jiang sniffed it, they both felt greedy gnats surging, and their tongues produced fluid.

Jiang Weiping has never had any intention of eating, but the taste of this dish is so fascinating that he feels that the time will not pass, and he only hopes that the golden wheel will fall suddenly and reach Shenshi.

Seeing his expression, Hu Yulin knew what he meant, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Da Lang is really a wonderful person!

"What artifact did Da Lang say earlier?" Jiang Weiping intended to divert attention.

Rong Xi smiled calmly, "To tell you the truth, I like to eat, and when I find the dishes are monotonous, I start to think about new ideas. I was lucky enough to read a strange book, and it said that the fire can be stir-fried when the pot is thin."

"Stir fry?"

"Cauldron?"

Hu and Jiang asked at the same time.

Hu Yulin cared about cooking skills, and Jiang Weiping cared about iron pot craftsmanship. Faced with their doubts, Rong Xi laughed and said, "The strange book says so, and Xi has never seen it before. Thinking of Brother Shouyuan's superb skills, I thought about trying it."

"Could it be that the briquettes and coal tools are also obtained by Da Lang from the strange book?" Hu Yulin squinted his eyes and asked with a smile, hitting the nail on the head.

Rong Xi smiled and nodded.

These ingenious ideas were not originally his idea, he borrowed one or two, and dared not take it for himself, so he talked about the strange book, no matter whether others believed it or not, he felt at ease.

Hu and Jiang obviously didn't believe it.

If there is such a wonderful book, how can only Dalang know about it?It must be that Dalang doesn't want to show his beauty in the forest and hide his clumsiness with others.

No wonder people in Beijing speak evil.

Thinking about Rong Xi's life experience, his biological mother died young, and his stepmother took care of the family, if he became famous, he might be plotted against by others. Such a self-destructive reputation is really unbearable.

Hu and Jiang admired each other very much, and felt pity for Rong Xi.

Rong Dalang is only twenty-eight years old, they are already weak, how old they are, they should protect them with all their heart.

Thinking of this, the two stopped asking any more questions. Jiang Weiping replied: "What Dalang said is a thin cauldron. Let me think about it when I go back. If I get a finished product, I will tell you first."

Rong Xi knew that the popularization of thin-skinned iron pots was closely related to iron-smelting technology.

The amount of iron produced in the Wei Dynasty was small. One was to make farm tools, and the other was to make weapons and armor. In this way, there was no iron available for the people.

If the art of smelting iron is improved and folks use it more, iron pots should come into being.

Those who master the core technology of iron smelting are government-operated.Although Jiang Weiping's skills are superb, his smelting skills are slightly insufficient.

Rong Xi knew the principle of iron smelting, so he went to the study to get paper and handed it to Jiang Weiping.What is said on paper is slightly superior to today's iron smelting techniques.

Jiang Weiping is proficient in this way, and he is deeply touched by seeing it, immersed in it, as quiet as a clay sculpture.

When it was time to apply, the stewed meat in Taiwan was overcooked.Rong Xi lifted the cover and looked at it, a strong fragrance overflowed, gushing out, awakening Jiang Gong who was intoxicated by the wonderful method.

Liu He held the food table at the right time, put a lacquer plate on it, and there were sesame cakes and soup on the plate.

Rong Xi sat at the main seat, and Hu and Jiang sat facing each other.

Three people shared six parts of the meat in the jar, and the rest was given to Liu's grandparents.

The grandparents and grandchildren were grateful, so they retreated to the kitchen, needless to say.

Hu and Jiang tasted the chopsticks, and their minds were instantly fascinated by it.The meat is fresh, tender and waxy, and it melts in the mouth. The saltiness of the taiwan and the creaminess of the hog meat blend together, leaving a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks.

Among them, green onions, peppers, and mushrooms are embellished to lighten the fishy smell, adjust the flavor, and enhance the color, which is simply a stroke of magic.

With this delicacy, the two ate several pieces of sesame cakes, and it was difficult for them to move, so Fang regretted stopping chopsticks and got up helplessly.

"I didn't see Dalang eating more just now, why is that?" Hu Yulin stood on the porch with his belly in his arms and asked curiously.

When dividing the meat, Rong Xi only had two or three yuan, and the rest was scraped off by Hu Jiang. Moreover, Rong Xi only ate one cake, and his appetite was quite shallow.

Hearing the words, Rong Xi was helpless, pointed his fingers, and replied: "Xi is fat, and it is inconvenient for him to do things, so he wants to eat less and lose weight."

His skin was as white as fat, and in the twilight, there was a faint luster.Although rich, the quality is clean and beautiful, and the bearing is extraordinary, which makes people forget the vulgarity.

"Compared to the first time we met, Da Lang has lost some points, you must take care of your health." Hu Yulin was sincerely concerned.

Jiang Weiping also nodded repeatedly.

"I know the seriousness, the two elder brothers don't have to worry." Seeing that the two wanted to go back, Rong Xi sent them to the gate of the house.

If he didn't still have reason, Hu Yulin really wanted to eat in Rong's house every day.

The three bid farewell, Hu and Jiang were about to board the car when they saw a healthy servant of the Hu clan rushing towards them, sweating profusely and looking terrified.

"Lang Jun, come back quickly!"

Hu Yulin asked seriously, "What happened?"

The healthy servant leaned closer and whispered, and all three of them could hear his words.

"Emperor collapse."

Wei Zhu died, and the situation rose.The situation in Shengjing is complicated and confusing, with undercurrents surging.

Rong Xi was far away in Qingzhou, so he was not affected in the slightest.You only need to wear the plain January to pay homage.

In the squares and shops, the silk and bamboo orchestras are all silent, and the beautiful clothes and clothes are all gone. No one dares to sing and dance, cook wine and talk about the piano.

In order to avoid accidents, Hu Yulin stopped visiting Rong's house, and only secretly prepared for coal expansion.Jiang Weiping made weapons behind closed doors, vowing to study the method of smelting iron, and to live up to Rong Xi's entrustment.

Linxi is as calm as a deep mountain, and the people dare not make noise.

Rong Zhai is located in a remote place in the west of the town. Although the courtyard is not small, there are no neighbors nearby, and it is far away from the mountains.There is only one master and two servants in the house, and the house is closed day and night, and no one cares about it.

Rong Xi was also happy to be quiet.

Liu Zishi has been enlightened for more than ten years, and he is determined, but his talent is limited, so it is difficult to understand the meaning of the book.Rong Xi focused on character recognition. The young man learned a hundred characters by imitating them every day, and tested them the next day. The reporter was no more than eleven or twelve.

Even so, Rong Xi was also relieved.

A few days later, on rainy nights, a group of people dived to Linxi.

Several people stay overnight and don't want to attract attention, so the lonely and secluded house should be the first, so the Rong's house falls into their eyes.

The lamp beans are swaying, and the autumn rain is lingering.Rong Xi rested lightly on the couch, his consciousness gradually drifted away.Suddenly, I heard the sound of the window lattice, which seemed to be knocking, and it came dimly in the rainy night.

Rong Xi was silent for a moment, the voice still rang in his ears, he got up and faced the window, saw the window paper was torn, and a sharp bird's beak broke through the window.

The white bird is dominating the window sill, with black eyes, it suddenly meets Rong Xi.

It seemed to understand human nature, seeing that Rong Xi was paying attention, he spit out what was in his mouth, and it turned out to be a ball of paper.

Rong Xi took it and opened it, the writing on it was crooked.

"Your benevolence is generous, please allow me to stay overnight."

He squeezed the paper and raised his head, and looked at the white bird, the bird's head was slightly tilted, as if to please.

Rong Xisizhi, traveling on rainy nights for the night, unwilling to make noise, and using birds to send messages, must be afraid.

Does he open the door to welcome guests, or is he indifferent?

The icy cold rain came through the window, Rong Xi suddenly came back to his senses, and decided to follow his heart.In this way, one can find the will of the master, and one must not be a bully.

He stretched out his finger to caress the head of the bird, and after finding rain gear, he followed the white bird to the side door.

The door bolt was removed, the old wooden door creaked open, Rong Xi's face was hidden under the bamboo hat, in the dark night, it was hard to see clearly.

He smelled blood.

The people outside the door were overjoyed and were about to say thank you, but they heard the master of the house speak calmly.

"How much money does the customer want to prepare for the loan?"

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Taizhou (xiǎng): Taizhou specialty marinated dried fish.

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