MTL - Farmer of Shu Han-Chapter 37 became

  Chapter 37 is done

"Although this tea soup is less flavorful than other tea soups, it still has a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, and it has a special taste. No wonder Yiwen often said that the food used by the Feng family is different from others in every way. Just this tea soup, you can tell it is It took a lot of thought." Huang Yueying, who was sitting on the main seat, put down the tea bowl, touched the chair under her again, and looked at Feng Yong, "The theory of miscellaneous families is well-deserved. Just look at the things in this house. Others are different. According to what you said, your teacher has learned a lot, but I don’t know what kind of art you are good at?"

Feng Yong pretended to be silly and smiled, and scratched his head: "The boy is stupid. The master once said that the boy should not learn the art of intrigue, as long as he does things down-to-earth and behaves honestly. So I only taught the boy the art of changing teeth and farming. technique."

  Huang Yueying sighed: "This is a word of wisdom. After learning these two skills, you don't have to worry about going hungry. Where in the world can't you go?"

   "Exactly, that's what my master told me."

"I already know the art of farming. Qu Yuanli has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, and the art of wishing a rooster has the magic of creating something out of nothing. As for the art of changing teeth, I just heard about it. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to see it today." ?”

   It’s easy to say, but I’m not confident in anything else. Feng’s food is definitely more than an era ahead (black whistle).

   "Madam, please sit down for a while. Feng's residence doesn't say anything else, but when it comes to food, it will never disappoint the guests." Feng Yong said with a smile.

  The cooks in Feng's mansion no longer need Feng Yong to guide them. The cooking technology is getting more and more sophisticated, and the taste of the fried dishes is almost the same as that of later generations. A distinguished guest came today, the mansion is not enough, all the children in the mansion go to battle. But seeing the fat cook take the lead in bringing up the food, followed by the little chefs in white hats and white coats, is really pleasing to the eye.

  In the Han Dynasty, there was a food-sharing system. Although Feng Yong made tables and chairs, eating was still one meal per person.

   "Is this Mantou?" Huang Yueying took the big burrito brought by the fat cook and looked at it carefully, "It's not what the rumors say, but it looks a bit like a steamed pancake, but it's finely made."

   "It is not appropriate to use Mantou to entertain distinguished guests. This is called Chicken Cake. It is made of wheat flour, chicken, mixed with water, oil and salt. It is much more delicious than Mantou."

"Is there no twist?" Since the little loli Zhang Xing is young, she sits in the same case with Huang Yueying. After obtaining consent, she took a bite of the egg pancake, narrowed her eyes, chewed and swallowed it carefully, The lips are oily, but I still can't forget the twist.

Feng Yong subconsciously looked towards Guan Feng, and saw that the beauty codenamed Twist in his heart picked up the egg cake with his right hand, and covered half of his face with his left hand. His movements were elegant and indifferent, but he didn't even look at Feng Yong's side. .

   "Twist is a snack, if Mrs. Zhang wants to eat it, I will ask my servant to bring some over before I leave."

  Zhang Xing's big eyes immediately narrowed into crescents, and he nodded repeatedly.

   "It's too extravagant!" After Huang Yueying finished serving the dishes, she looked at the fragrant dishes that Man An had never seen before, secretly startled. Even if these dishes are not as rich as the dishes in the palace, their exquisiteness is more than that of the palace!

   "Why did Madam say this? The ingredients for these dishes all come from the village. There are neither mountain delicacies nor seafood, and none of them are bought from outside the village. How can there be such a luxury?"

   "Collect the strength of all the people in the village to feed one person. Isn't this called luxury?"

  If you really say that, I won’t be able to communicate with you. So who told me to have a cheap daddy? They also left me 600 mu of land. After all, reincarnation is also a technical job, isn't it?

  Feng Yong pondered, thinking what the **** did she mean by saying this? How should I answer her words?

"Madam, please listen to me. My teacher believes that everything in the world has a cause. If people in the world can understand the law, it is knowledge." Feng Yong looked at Huang Yueying and carefully organized words, "And knowledge is The greatest power that the world can master. Small ones can use it to make oneself live better in this world, and large ones can use it to peep into the root of everything in the world, and even change the development track of everything in the world..."

   "So arrogant!" Huang Yueying raised her eyebrows, "It really is the style of the madmen in the hidden world mountain gate, and you think so?"

Feng Yong nodded, pointing to the steamed fish on the desk: "This dish is extremely delicious, and I am afraid that only the Feng family can make this dish in this world. Oh, of course, there is also the boy's school. But the fish used in this dish , the river is everywhere, and anyone can catch it ashore without much effort. But why can't others do it? Isn't it because only a kid knows the art of changing teeth?"

  Huang Yueying smiled angrily: "Are you showing off your master's secret technique?"

"No." Feng Yong shook his head, "What I want to say is that such a common fish, but only the knowledge of my teacher can make it so delicious. Why? Big and small, they are all regarded as the same, and they need to be carefully studied. Therefore, as time goes by, the more you know, the more you know what others don’t know, and you can do what others can’t, that’s all.”

   "I'm afraid you still have something to say? Because you can do what others can't, you can see the world as an ant. The world is like an ant, and you think you are superior to others, so you have such a luxury of peace of mind. Am I right?"

  Did you **** take gunpowder? Talking so hard?

"On the contrary, ma'am, don't forget that my teacher's school is a miscellaneous family, according to what a hundred families say." Feng Yong finally vaguely guessed Huang Yueying's purpose for coming here, "The Mohist's 'Jianai', the teacher's school also agrees of."

Huang Yueying ordered some dishes, and said: "Although these delicacies are not delicacies from mountains and seas, they are much more delicious than delicacies from mountains and seas. And the farmers in your farm may not be able to eat such dishes once in a lifetime, so why do you say 'universal love'? "

"Madam's words are too much. I can't guarantee others, but if you want to talk about Feng Zhuang," Feng Yong smiled confidently, picked up the egg cake, and pointed to the scrambled eggs. "As long as you are willing to work hard, next year I will Although it is impossible to guarantee that he will have chicken pancakes for every meal, it is still possible to guarantee that he will be full with a boiled chicken and a lot of rice."

   "Are you serious?!" Huang Yueying stood up suddenly, and looked at Feng Yong in disbelief, "If you can't, so what?"

   "Then I will dissipate all my wealth and return to the mountain gate, never to be born again."

  Feng Yong spoke the vernacular without a trace of guilt.

   "Okay, if you really can do it, don't say anything else, as long as you don't commit crimes, I will keep you safe for a day in Shu."

   It's done!

  Feng Yong just wanted to laugh out loud on the spot, **** it, he finally waited for this sentence. Of course, if Feng Yong is allowed to choose by himself, it is best to let the old monster Zhuge say this, otherwise, take a step back and let Huang Yueying say, the effect can be barely guaranteed—at least this sentence is valid before the old monster Zhuge dies .

  The dark clouds that weighed heavily on my heart these days dissipated, yes! The Guan family, once the leader of the five tigers, how majestic is it? But in the eyes of insiders, it is just a paper tiger that can be broken at the first poke. What else is left besides the big name? But to a small country turtle like Feng Yong, a paper tiger is also a tiger! It doesn't take any effort to kill a little soil turtle like him who can barely be regarded as a "poor family".

  (end of this chapter)