school days in ancient times

Ye Mian knelt on the bluestone floor of Gong's room, vomited in embarrassment holding Gong's bucket, Wei Angyuan and Ruan Yunsheng had nothing to do but hug him and pat his back, they were all in a hurry.

Jiang Beiqin, who had just entered, was terrified, and asked them: "Brother Mian, why did he dare to drink on an empty stomach without eating?"

Wei Angyuan was having nowhere to vent his anger. When he stood up, he pushed him angrily, and said angrily, "You just now remembered that he doesn't eat mutton. What were you doing when your friend made him drink wine? Now ask me." We, who knew him first?"

Jiang Beiqin was a little embarrassed, he just drank a lot of wine, and he always hated Wei Angyuan, so he pushed him and came up angrily. The servant quickly grabbed it.

A few people were choking, and they heard Ye Mian sitting on his knees and moaning with his tongue out: "Stop fucking arguing! Brothers, follow me to copy guys, kill that..."

Before Ye Mian finished speaking, he tilted his head and remained silent. Ruan Yunsheng, who was holding him, frowned and shouted at them: "You guys stop making trouble, this guy is drunk, get him back quickly."

Ye Mian was woken up from hunger, and when he sat up, his head still felt the tingle of a hangover.

"What time is it?" Ye Mian rubbed the center of his brows, his voice a little hoarse.

"Xu time has just passed."

Ruan Yunsheng, who was lying beside him and reading a book, also sat up, turned around and handed him a cup of warm tea, and asked him after he drank it, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Ye Mian took the cup he handed over, took two gulps to moisten his spleen and stomach, and then sighed comfortably, and said, "It's okay, but I'm a little hungry. I was eating fried chicken cutlet with plum powder in my dream just now."

Ruan Yunsheng laughed dumbly and said, "What the hell is that, I'm afraid I still haven't woken up?"

Ye Mian sat there, sighed in disappointment, "That's right, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up from this dream."

While talking, Wei Angyuan, Li Zhao and Wen Xun all came out of their respective bedrooms and put on their clothes.

Li Zhao ordered the boy to fetch food, turned around and jumped onto Ye Mian's bed, put his arm around Ye Mian's shoulders, and teased him with a smile: "Brother Mian is full later, who do you want to kill? Brother Nine The ring gold back machete is ready."

"Ah?" Ye Mian was stunned.

Everyone shook their shoulders and laughed wildly.

Li Zhao stood on the bed and learned how Ye Mian was drunk so vividly that someone as thick-skinned as Ye Mian felt ashamed. yes.

Fortunately, Feng Jin came back in time, and interrupted several people to make fun of his master. Ye Mian jumped out of bed and looked at the dishes, but he was very happy. They were his usual favorite food. He took a bite of shredded chicken porridge, Put some sesame oil in it, and patted Feng Jin's small chest with satisfaction, "It's not in vain to hurt you, but you remember clearly what I like to eat now."

Feng Jin hurriedly waved his hands and said, "All these were prepared by the King of Rongnan County. The chef said that they have been warming on the stove, and they are waiting for us to pick them up."

After Ye Mian was dazed for a while, he spit out three mouthfuls, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said, "He prepared it for me, and you dare to give it to me, are you going to poison me to death?"

It was the first time that Ye Mian and Feng Jin got so angry, the child's eyes were red with fright, and he knelt down with a plop.

Ruan Yunsheng shook his head and laughed, "It's not about poisoning. Besides, you are the son of a third-rank official, let alone a county king, even the crown prince would not dare."

Ye Mian pushed the bowl forward and said coldly, "Then I won't eat what he prepared, even if I'm starving to death!"

A few people were helpless, Wei Angyuan kicked Feng Jin's ass, "No winks, why don't you hurry to the kitchen and ask someone to make another?"

Feng Jin moved his knees but did not get up, wiped his tears and said aggrievedly: "The people in the kitchen are waiting for us to go, set up the meals for me, and the cooks will go home."

"Then you won't let the people in Zhuangzi call?" Wei Angyuan taught impatiently, "I think your young master treats you too well, and you treat yourself as half a master? It's such a trivial matter Still use master and son to teach!"

Li Zhao also shook his head and said, "Isn't it? If this was the servant in my house, my mother would have kicked him out with dozens of sticks."

Ye Mian didn't intend to teach the servants a lesson, so he pulled up Feng Jin who was trembling with fright, rubbed his chest, and said weakly: "Forget it, I'm full of anger, why should I eat?" Come on, you guys go out with me to get some air, my chest is tight."

The sky is full of stars, and the moonlight is just right.

It’s not yet midsummer, and the night is cold after all. A few people put on thin cloaks, chatting and laughing along the Qingshi Yong Road, but the scenery on both sides of the road has never been the same. Even if no one is with you, it will definitely not be boring. .

The cool air is mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms all over the mountains and valleys, which is refreshing and enters the lungs. Ye Mian exhales a long breath of stale air, refreshed, and the companions are also relaxed.

At such a night, Ye Mian suddenly remembered the embarrassment of being punished in Xingsi Pavilion last time, walking alone at night back to Qirui Courtyard, and halfway treating the servant boy Moshi as a ghost, so he told them as a joke, and they really enjoyed it Lean forward and back together.

A few teenagers were arty in the wind pavilion on the top of the mountain, watched the moon for a while, and wrote some sour poems.

Wen Xun hugged a plate of honey bean cakes, and the few people were hungry while they were talking, and it was so lively that you got one piece and I got two. There was no tea, so they just chewed it dryly, choking and stretching their necks.

Ye Mian stood up, patted the dim sum residue on his hands, and half a piece of honey bean cake that he hadn't finished chewing in his mouth, said vaguely: "Go! Take you to a good place."

"How good is it?"

"No, no money!"

Several people were a little crazy tonight, but they didn't expect Ye Mian to play his cards out of routine and bring them to the kitchen.

The young masters stood at the door of the kitchen and couldn't move their feet. They knew that the gentleman was far away from the kitchen when they were three years old, let alone going in in this life. They passed the kitchen door in the house on weekdays, and they didn't even bother to take a look.

Ye Mian didn't force them, he just stepped in alone, he learned from the chatting of the maids that they are a big family, they can boil soup in the kitchen, and add food every day, but they can't put the soup on the stove. broken.

I'm really hungry and flustered, and I can't get enough for dim sum. It's serious to have a bowl of chicken soup.

What's more, those few had never been hungry since they were young, and they were so disturbed that they didn't eat anything tonight. Just now he heard Li Zhao's stomach growl.

Sure enough, there was a seven or eight-year-old boy in the kitchen watching the fire. When he saw Ye Mian, who was dressed in fine clothes, walk in, he was so frightened that he shrank in the corner and did not dare to look up.

Ye Mian said a few words of comfort in a warm voice, and then asked if it was possible to eat the soup that was boiling in the urn?

The child nodded after a long while, and timidly said that he had endured it for two days and could eat it, but it was not very good.

Ye Mian was very satisfied, and asked him to light all the lamps and candles in the stove, and then pour out a few bowls of chicken soup with meat.

The child hurriedly went to serve the soup as promised, Ye Mian whistled and looked around, it was the first time he entered the kitchen in Dawen Dynasty, so he felt something new.

Flipping through it, he really managed to find a good thing. There was a big lump of dough under the bamboo helmet on the chopping board. Ye Mian thought for a while and asked the little handyman, "What's this for, maybe you can eat it?"

The little handyman quickly shook his head and said anxiously: "My lord, I can't eat it! This is raw noodles, Aunt Six will use it for pancakes tomorrow morning."

Ye Mian was speechless, afraid that he would be regarded as a fool by this child, he didn't know that it was impossible.

Ye Mian subconsciously poked a few holes in the dough with his fingers, and then told him, "Stop filling the soup, go and start the stove."

Several people at the kitchen door looked at each other, Li Zhao opened the door and asked him, "Brother Mian, why are you so crazy in the middle of the night?"

Ye Mian rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll cook a meal for you."

Now not only the young masters at the door, but even the little handyman lighting the firewood in the kitchen were petrified.

Ye Mian was in a good mood. After washing his hands, he turned his head and swore: "Brother, I will show you today, and let you know what it means to be a contemporary good boy with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor."

The people at the door looked like they were dreaming, watching Ye Mian grab a small piece of dough from a big lump and slap it on the chopping board, pound the dough into a round cake shape with his fists, and pick it up again. A round stick was pushed back and forth on the round cake, and the round cake became bigger and thinner...

In fact, Ye Mian didn't know what to do. In his previous life, he couldn't be regarded as a good cook, but when his parents were away, it was okay to occasionally cook some dried noodles, scrambled tomatoes and eggs.

Ye Mian recalled in his mind the steps of his grandmother's hand-rolled noodles, while clumsily rolling the dough thin with a rolling pin, and then picked up a kitchen knife to cut the dough into strips of wide dough.

Ye Mian cut the noodles here, and the water in the stove over there was boiled. Ye Mian poured the noodles and several bowls of broth into it. A basket of raw eggs was knocked on the edge of the stove twice, and a few were beaten into it.

After a while, the stove was full of aromas, and Ye Mian ordered the little handyman to wash the vegetables, and he himself was as serious as mixing chemicals in a laboratory, adding salt little by little, adjusting the saltiness, and finally Drizzle some sesame oil before serving.

Five bowls of steaming noodles with vegetables and chicken sauce, each with a fat poached egg lying on top.

He didn't expect the young masters at the door whose jaws had dropped from shock to come in to eat, so he and the little handyman brought them out on a tray.

Wei Angyuan and the others looked at Ye Mian as if they had seen a ghost. Is this the young master Ye Si they knew who was picky even when he produced papyrus? Maybe he was possessed by something unclean in the mountains?

Wen Xun was the first to be unable to resist the temptation of the aroma of the noodles. He picked up a chopstick and tasted it in a small mouthful. The others all stared at him fixedly.

"How is it?" Li Zhao asked softly.

"Uh..." Wen Xun licked his lips, hesitantly said, "It seems okay?"

The silver moon hangs obliquely in the sky, and the sky is full of stars.

Several teenagers in brocade clothes squatted at the door of the stove in Taoxi Villa, no one spoke, they all held their bowls and sucked their heads in suspense. In the end, they didn't know which one was the first to laugh, and the people behind couldn't help laughing Get up, staggering happily.

Hearing the report from the hidden guards in Zhuangzi, the sixth prince laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself. After a while, he turned his head and said to Zhuang Jue, "How about Zhenglan selling the sixth brother to save face? Don't make things difficult for this kid in the future. It's rare to meet such an interesting person." Yes, I like it very much."

Zhuang Jue raised his head and glanced at him slowly, "That guy didn't intend to sell your face, just wait, or in two days, there will be rumors in the capital that Taoxi Villa's hospitality is lax, no matter how full the meal is, and treat all the distinguished guests So hungry that I ran to the kitchen to cook for myself."

The sixth prince was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, and said: "It's okay, Taoxi Villa has changed hands now, I think this eccentric young master of the Ye family has already considered everything for me."

King Rongnan choked, picked up the scroll in his hand, and said coldly, "As you wish."

Seeing that Zhuang Jue was deflated, the sixth prince had a good time again, and then he said sadly: "It's no fun for such an interesting person to stay outside the palace all the time, but the old eighth just needs a companion who can talk, I think. …”

Zhuang Jue raised his head and interrupted him impatiently: "I just advise you to go to Guozixuexingsige to inquire first."

"how?"

"If you enter the palace, you will either be punished to death with a stick, or you will be ruined in the Imperial Academy. I don't think you can afford either."

"Oh?" The Sixth Prince raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I heard that this child is very good at arithmetic, even better than you. What's going on?"

The sixth prince deliberately stabbed him, but Zhuang Jue was not annoyed, he just said calmly: "Eat more pig brains, you can do it too."