Food for the people

The owner of the clothes shop is afraid that he will be retaliated against if he offends someone.On the other hand, Qiao Yu was completely unaffected.

The snobbish eyes of worshiping the high and stepping down the low can be found everywhere, and it is not uncommon to encounter them. Qiao Yu actually didn't take it to heart, even if Qiao Ling's spring clothes were not bought, he was a little regretful and anxious, but if he knew that the boss behind him Already flustered like a dog, the mood will definitely be good.

"Where else is there a tailor shop on West Street?"

Qiao Yu has bought clothes once since he came here, and he may know a little bit about other places. Apart from this one on the main street, he really doesn't know about other clothing stores.

Lu Jincheng turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to Shuxiu Pavilion?"

Qiao Yu shook his head: "It's really expensive. I'll go there in two days to put Xiaoling in my body, so I won't go today, it hurts."

Lu Jincheng didn't understand the meaning of his pain in the flesh, and after thinking for a while, he didn't say much.

From his point of view, although Qiao Yu seems to treat others warmly and warmly, he is not very close to each other. He does not hide his identity, and Qiao Yu does not ask questions. From the side, it shows that Qiao Yu is not really warm towards others.

If you want to tell me, just tell me, I welcome you if you want to come to me, if one day you don't want to come, I won't ask too much.

Because I didn't really have a heart-to-heart conversation with you, I don't ask, because you are far from familiar to that level in my heart.

Thinking of this, Lu Jincheng couldn't help but twitched his lips. This person seemed to treat others warmly, but in fact he was very reserved.

That's why Lu Jincheng didn't say that he had money, because in this way, he crossed the line in Qiao Yu's heart, and he was far from enough in Qiao Yu's heart. If he crossed the line rashly, Qiao Yu would only feel alert.

He thought for a moment and said, "Alright."

Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Mr. Yan would say that he had money.

Although he has always felt that his family has nothing to do with it, and that this noble son has nothing to do with him, but there is nothing good in the world without a reason. The last time Lu Jincheng's transgression made him feel a little strange. He was originally 20 years old. A man who is about to turn three years old is not a child who doesn't understand anything. Although he has never eaten pork, he must have seen pigs run, and he knows that this world is not a kind of relationship between men and women.

This era is no different from the Heaven/Dynasty era, the era when kingship was supreme, morality and ethics are much weaker, so it is not surprising that masculinity is prevalent. Qiao Yu also heard that there is a quite famous watch house in the fireworks alley on North Street in Hanyang City.

Qiao Yu is neither homophobic nor discriminatory, but... he feels that he has no reaction to men, so he should still be considered a straight man.

So if this Mr. Yan really has any thoughts about him, it's better to return to the bridge as soon as possible before everyone is too familiar with him.

But thinking so, in fact the two have not known each other for a long time, he didn't think there was anything attractive about him, and besides, Lu Jincheng was not only handsome, but also a powerful lord. If you really like men, you can probably see all kinds of beauties, so there is no reason to like him.

While Qiao Yu was worried, she also felt that she was too narcissistic and thought too much.

After learning that Mr. Yan really came to eat today, he felt that he really thought too much.

Qiao Yu was a little ashamed because of her self-indulgent sentimentality, and secretly decided to give Lu Jincheng an extra meal later.

"You want to send your brother to a private school?" Lu Jincheng seemed to have completely ignored what he was thinking, and changed the subject very understandingly.

As soon as Qiao Yu heard this, he immediately extinguished the wild thoughts in his mind, and said seriously: "Well, I'm thinking about it, he's also at the age when he should go to a private school."

Yangguo's schooling system is not too different from what Qiao Yu knew about the history of the Celestial Dynasty.

Young masters from wealthy families will invite their husbands to teach at home, and large clans will also hire tutors to educate their children, while the rest who can’t afford a husband and have no clan can only find a school to teach on their own. private school.

At Qiao Ling's age, he would naturally go to the Mongolian Academy. When he was older, he could choose to go to the Confucian Academy, or go to the Taixue Academy after taking the exam.

Qiao Yu didn't think too far ahead about the future. He was not a feudal old-fashioned thing. He had the idea that if he didn't have a man, he had to pass the exam to make a name for himself. In the future, Qiao Ling would let him choose whether to take the exam or not to be an official.

However, whether you take the merit test or not, you can get in. Now Qiao Yu doesn't know a lot of words, so naturally she is too embarrassed to teach Qiao Ling, so she can only find a way to send him to a private school.

There are not many schools in Hanyang City, and it is said that the quality is quite uneven.

Among them, Songyu Academy is the leader. It only accepts 30 students every year, and they have to pass various assessments. Those who have a bad attitude will not be accepted, those who do not respect teachers and elders will not be accepted, and those with dull talents will not be accepted.

There are more rules than the private primary school next to Qiao Yu's previous home.

But there is still an endless stream of people who want to send their children in.

The reason is that more than half of the students who come out of Songyu Academy can be admitted to Tai Academy.

Most of the people who have been famous in the imperial examinations are from Taiyuan Academy, and there are very few classics halls.

So this is also the reason why Songyu Academy has so many rules and so many people flock to it.

There is no junior high school or high school in this dynasty. It is equivalent to going directly to university after passing elementary school. Therefore, the time for elementary school is extraordinarily long. Everyone is enlightened at different ages, and their learning progress is also different. The young ones can enter the officialdom quickly, and the bearded old ones are slow. If you grow up, you won't be able to graduate.

Although Qiao Yu didn't have too many demands on Qiao Ling, since she wanted to go, she had to choose a good one.

But since everyone was desperately trying to get in Songyu Academy, it certainly couldn't be a place where they could just get in, so when it came to this, Qiao Yu was a little bit worried.

"In less than half a month, Songyu Academy will start to enroll. I plan to take Qiao Ling to visit Mr. Xueyuan in these two days."

Of course, my younger brother, Qiao Yu, still has some confidence. According to Qiao Ling himself, Qiao Sheng has never been to a private school. Because Qiao's father loves his son, he and the other two old acquaintances hired a teacher who can teach literacy. He is not yet old enough to teach him, but Qiao Sheng loves his younger brother. Whatever he taught during the day, he will teach Qiao Ling when he goes back. The Qiao family fell...

So Qiao Yu wasn't particularly worried about the entrance exam, and Qiao Ling had a calm temper, and he wasn't that irritable and unpleasant, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

But after all, this private school is no different from the nine-year compulsory education, it is all run by private individuals, and the admission of students is based on personal likes and dislikes. If he is not selected, although he doesn't care, Qiao Ling will definitely feel uncomfortable for a while, so Qiao Yu is ready. If it is really impossible to prepare with both hands, the next best thing is to let Qiao Ling learn.

Lu Jincheng murmured when he heard that, and said, "I've heard about the gentleman from Songyu Academy, he values ​​talent and virtue. Xiaoling is humble and sensible, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Qiao Yu nodded, touched Qiao Ling's head, and said, "That's right, I don't think the problem is too big."

Qiao Ling's ears felt hot, and he was a little embarrassed by the praise from the two.

After all, they still haven't bought the spring clothes. The three of them are not familiar with the ready-to-wear shops on West Street, so they can only ask Grandma Song when they go back.

So the three of them headed back home, ready to go home. Before returning home, Qiao Yu went to the butcher shop to weigh a lot of meat. In addition to the pork belly for wonton stuffing, he also bought a tenderloin as an extra meal for Mr. Yan today. main course.

Lu Jincheng came to Qiao Yu's house several times, and he was already quite familiar with the house, so he didn't need Qiao Yu's greeting, so he followed him into the courtyard.

When Qiao Yu was cooking, he also consciously rolled up his sleeves to help him.

Qiao Yu ordered him to work because he was familiar with it once, and now he didn't feel any embarrassment. Lu Jincheng said he wanted to help, and he just handed over the work to him without saying a word.

Although a big job can't help, but a small job like peeling and peeling garlic can still help.

Two people who don't know how to do anything helped, and Qiao Yu, as the chef, began to concentrate on cooking.

Cut the tenderloin into strips one finger wide, marinate with ginger juice and wine, add half a bowl of flour, one egg, half a spoonful of pepper powder, half a spoonful of soy sauce, and half a spoonful of salt, add water and stir to form a paste with a suitable consistency.

The pork liver sent by the boss yesterday has been marinated with spices, and now it is soaking in the brine, and it can be taken whenever you want.

Boil the pork belly thoroughly in water and let it cool down, cut into thin slices, and slice into crystal clear slices with uniform thickness.

Soak the dried potato chips in cold water until it absorbs water and becomes soft.

Shredded chili, ginger and garlic, sliced ​​slices.

The preparatory work is almost done here, and the speculation can be officially started.

Roll the marinated tenderloin in the dry starch one by one, and then throw them into the batter one by one to coat with an even layer of batter. Throw in [-]% hot oil and fry until cooked. Filter the residue in it, raise the temperature to [-]% hot, and then pour it all in for frying again. The higher oil temperature will instantly color the semi-finished tenderloin, and each one will be fried golden and crispy, and the fragrance will fill the room in an instant .

Scoop up all the oil for frying the tenderloin, leaving only a little bit of oil in the pot. The crystal clear pork belly will quickly curl when poured in, and then the fat will separate from the meat. After frying the onion, ginger, garlic and chili until fragrant, finally Put the dried potato slices in, add water and simmer for a few minutes, the taste of the dried potato slices is changed during the process of being cooked, dried and absorbed by the water, basically leaving the soft taste and becoming Q-bomb and chewy, mixed with the meat flavor, It was a match made in heaven.

Then take out the marinated liver that has been soaked for a long time from the thick porcelain pot, cut it into thin slices and serve it on a plate with balsamic vinegar and chili oil.

The last person cooks a bowl of steaming wontons, and today's special treat is finished.

Qiao Yu worked alone, but her speed was so fast that Lu Jincheng was amazed.

"Okay, ready to eat." Qiao Yu scooped the wontons into a bowl and said to the two of them.

Qiao Ling broke out of the daze in a second, and moved the table to the yard as Qiao Yu ordered.

Now the weather is not so cold, it's still early, and the yard is much brighter than the house, so this place is deeply loved by Qiao Yu.

Lu Jincheng did as the Romans did, and he didn't complain at all when he sat in the courtyard under the curtain of sky and floor. Instead, he found it novel and interesting.

Everyone had no objections, so they sat together and prepared to eat.

Qiao Yu picked out a piece of fried tenderloin and before he put it into the bowl, he heard Song Siming's voice from outside the courtyard, saying, "It's better to come early than to come at a good time. You see, I'm good at picking the time, and I came just in time for you to eat. What are you doing again, you have been asking about the fragrance from a long distance away."

After speaking, he stretched out his arms and pushed open the door.

Immediately, the eyes of the three people who were preparing to eat in the yard collided.

After Song Siming said hello, he realized that there was one more person. He glanced casually over there, and suddenly his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. He staggered and almost dropped the things he was carrying on the ground.

Why does that man in ocher brocade robe look like a crown of jade so much like his prince?