Farmer of Shu Han

Feng Yong turned around and looked, it was Zhang Bao.

I only heard Zhang Bao say, "Since you can give Anguo an extra share, you probably won't mind giving me another share.

Why?

Guan Xing is my brother-in-law, you are my...cough!

Forget it, for Zhang Xingyi's sake, just give it, it's no big deal.

"Well, no problem, I will write two more copies, and Zhang Junhou will also get one."

"What a gentleman is not a gentleman, you are also a gentleman, pay attention to your words and deeds."

Guan Xing frowned and said, "Besides, I and Xingwu are brothers and sisters, you call me brother, why should you be so attached to Xingwu?"

Feng Yong's forehead began to sweat slightly again. One is his brother-in-law, the other is his ex-girlfriend's brother, and these two are good brothers. It seems that it is not very good that they are inseparable...

Zhang Bao seemed to see Feng Yong's thoughts, glanced at him, and pointed to Guan Xing with his eyes.

Guan Xing coughed, and said, "Nanxiang is your place, Si Niang went there, let people pay attention, don't let her suffer any grievances."

"No, no, no," Feng Yong wiped his forehead, "I have already sent the news to let people watch carefully."

Did you send the news a long time ago?

When Guan Xing heard this, he gave Feng Yong a meaningful look.

Zhang Bao also squinted over at the same time, with a strong sense of defense in his eyes: What do you want to do?

What can I do? It was you who asked me to help me watch. I said that I had sent the news a long time ago and you are looking at me again. What do you mean?

It's boring!

"Brothers, I'll go and order the kitchen to cook first."

Feng Yong really couldn't bear this weird atmosphere, so he had to smear the soles of his feet.

Guan Xing and Zhang Bao looked at each other, but before they could speak, Feng Yong retreated in embarrassment, "Well, two brothers, what do you want to eat? My little brother asked the chef to make some by the way."

Alas, a bunch of people outside called him elder brother, and when he returned to the house, there were two more elder brothers, which was a bit unaccustomed to him.

Guan Xing pondered for a while, "The pig's trotters that Sanniang brought back to the house last time tasted good, very delicious, and chewy when eaten. Make a few big ones, big pig's trotters."

"big……"

Feng Yong was tongue-tied, hummed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

On the other hand, Zhang Bao was a little surprised and surprised when he heard that Guan Xing wanted to eat pig's trotters, "Can that stuff be eaten?"

Guan Xing nodded, "You can't eat the ones made by other people, but this little... Well, the ones made by Feng's family are absolutely unique. If Sanniang hadn't said it was made of pig's trotters when I ate it for the first time, I still don't believe it."

"Since An Guo said so, let me have a few too." Zhang Bao nodded, and said to Feng Yong emphatically, "Big pig's trotters."

Feng Yong: ...

"Brothers, I'm not a big pig's trotter."

Feng Yong said weakly and powerlessly.

Guan Xing looked at Feng Yong worriedly, "Are you okay? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Could it be that His Majesty and the Empress suddenly came to Feng's residence, which made the brother-in-law too nervous and caused the old disease to relapse?

"No one said you were a big pig's trotter, they told you to be a big pig's trotter."

Zhang Bao also followed suit.

I'm so...

I don't want to be a big pig's trotter either!

Feng Yong glanced at the two innocent people resentfully, and retreated in despair.

After a while, the smell of food began to fill the house.

The food in the Feng Mansion has never disappointed. A Dou took a mouthful of praise at the banquet, and his chubby face looked even more chubby because his mouth was full of food, which made him feel happy.

In particular, I have a soft spot for braised pork, and my mouth is full of oil after eating it.

Even Zhang Xingcai, who is a woman, did not show any weakness. Not only did she clean up all the sweet and sour pork ribs on her case, but even Feng Yong could see from her face that she still wanted more.

So he hurried down and asked people to make a few more servings of each dish, which satisfied the appetites of several people.

Before leaving, A Dou packed all the unfinished food at the house. Even Guan Xing originally wanted to keep two pig's trotters and bring them back to his house to eat slowly, but A Dou also took them away.

"Brother, don't worry. Although the pig's trotter is gone, there is still half a piece of pork in the kitchen. What else do you want to eat? Later, I will ask the cook to make some more and send it over later."

Feng Yong quietly comforted Guan Xing.

Meat at this time is still very precious to most people.

In the Han Dynasty, instead of being degraded to the humble status of the Tang and Song Dynasties, on the contrary, the status of pork was improved compared to the pre-Qin period.

There is a record in "Huainanzi" written by Liu An, a royal family in the Western Han Dynasty: The husband feeds a big man and the pig is the best animal.

That is to say, pork is the first-class meat, and it is usually used to worship gods.

In the home of the big landlord, there is even a dedicated pig breeder.

However, before Nanxiang carried out large-scale breeding of pigs, most people in the world called pig herding, that is, driving pigs to the wild for food, just like herding cattle and sheep.

The pigs raised in this kind of herding style are extremely fierce in character, and ordinary people really can't be a pig butcher, at least Kong Wu is a necessary condition.

After the pigs are castrated, the pigs will become docile and will not jump around the fence, making them suitable for breeding and fattening.

With the maturity of castration technology in Nanxiang, it became popular to house pigs in Hanzhong.

The manor-style agriculture in Hanzhong provides part of the food source for pigs, and part of it comes from wild hogweed. Some people even follow Nanxiang's example of planting yutou on a large area and using stems and leaves as feed.

And the yu heads under the ground can be dug out to serve as rations for the slaves in the manor.

From this point of view, the Xu family originally planned to sell the couch to Feng Yong, but Mrs. Xu, who was thrown to the fields by Feng Yong in the end, contributed a lot.

Solving the problem of feed source, it is a matter of course that this method of raising pigs became popular, and even began to spread to Jincheng.

Wu Ming, the leader of the castration world today, is a well-known "a knife" in Hanzhong. He leads his apprentices to run amok in the pig houses of various manors in Hanzhong all day long.

Every time he attracts crowds to watch, he feels envy and admiration from everyone, which makes Wu Ming feel that his life has reached a climax, that his life has reached its peak.

Wu Ming is now one of the most popular people in Hanzhong who are the managers of various manors. Every time he helps to castrate pigs and chickens for other families, his pockets will be bulged.

With the rise of the pig farming industry, in addition to providing meat to various families, it also supplies a large amount to Nanxiang's workshops, ranches and mines, so that the supply of meat in Nanxiang is finally no longer tight.

Especially in the mines, it is hard work, the workload is heavy, and the calories that need to be supplemented are also many.

If there is no meat supplement, the food consumed is staggering, and it may not provide enough calories.

Asking Wu Ming to take his apprentices to various pig farms to help castrate them, one is to let his apprentices accumulate more experience, and the other is that Feng Yong wants to promote the pig farming industry as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, it was the first industry in Nanxiang's education industry to have an output effect.

Now some people have begun to think of ways to poach Wu Ming's apprentices, and the price is not low.

It's a pity that everyone underestimated Feng Yong's emphasis on the education industry - the castration industry also falls under the management scope of Nanxiang's education circle.

Except for the shackles that were fastened on them both openly and secretly, Nanxiang was known as the place where demons danced wildly, so it naturally had a special side compared to other places.

For example, Wu Ming, he has the identity of an official of Yizhou Diannong School Lieutenant, although it is an extremely small official hat, and it is uncertain whether it can be regarded as an official position recognized by the imperial court.

But for those Cangtou Qianshou in Nanxiang who have just struggled from the food and clothing line, that is already something that they have longed for in three lifetimes.

Although only one Wu Ming can wear the official hat, at least this is a kind of hope, a hope that cannot be seen in other places.

There is also a school where future generations can read and write, which is enough for those Qianshou who have just turned into good books to stay here.

Not to mention the welfare of food and clothing, the bright future of children and grandchildren and so on.

Where else can this be given, where they are still regarded only as lowly artisans?

Therefore, Nanxiang Workshop Ranch is still a place where the masses of people want to settle down.

Compared with other places in Hanzhong, Nanxiang at this time is just like Beishangguang in later generations, which has a strong attraction.

With the influx of a large number of people, there will be abundant human resources, and Feng Yong can reserve talents more recklessly.

Now Feng Zhuang already has a big pig house, and there are even two eunuchs on the Zhuangzi, all of whom were apprentices from Wu Ming and transferred from Nanxiang.

Therefore, there is no shortage of pork in the farm, so Feng Yong found a gap and quickly brushed up his brother-in-law's favorability.

After all, after I leave for Yuejun tomorrow, I have to rely on my brother-in-law to help take care of Zhuangzi.

"Two servings of today's dishes, one to Anguo's mansion, and one to my mansion. Especially the candied red meat, make more, it's delicious!"

When Guan Xing heard Feng Yong's words, he thought that this kid was very clever, but before he could speak, someone suddenly came over and interjected.

"Now this pork has lost the stinky smell it used to have. It tastes much better. You are better than others at raising a pig. You are indeed capable."

As Zhang Bao said, he chewed his mouth for a while. It seemed that he was licking and sweeping the foam between his teeth, but he was a little dissatisfied. Not enough to eat... hiccup~"

Then I burped.

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat him, Feng Yong really wanted to beat someone who was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

But thinking about Zhang Xingyi, it's normal for Zhang Bao to dislike her.

Forget it, bear with it first.

"Brother Zhang, that's not called candied red meat, it's called braised pork."

Feng Yong first corrected Zhang Bao's mistake, and then said, "The ingredients at home are only enough to make one serving. If you want to make more, you have to buy ingredients in the city. It's getting late now, and I'm afraid it's too late."

A Dou and his wife were eating, and the attendants brought over were qualified to attend the table, but Guan Xing Zhang Bao, but these four people made the cooks of Feng's mansion busy, and almost all the condiments in the kitchen were exhausted. .

Zhang Bao snorted, "I'll send someone a fat pig over tomorrow, and then you can make some more, right?"

"Tomorrow, I will go to Yuejun to take office."

Feng Yong squinted at Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao snorted, and nodded at Feng Yong in dissatisfaction, "You are not kind, you used to send a copy to my house for every good thing you got, but now you have changed..."

What the hell am I!

Feng Yong is determined to kill Zhang Bao!

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted?

Or did you mention this in front of my brother-in-law, on purpose?

"Hey, Xingwu, he's leaving for Yuejun tomorrow. There are a lot of things to do, so don't bother. One serving is enough. When the time comes, ask someone to deliver the food to Zhang's house, so that Aunt Zhang can taste it too." taste."

Guan Xing finally opened his mouth. The first half of the sentence was directed to Zhang Bao, while the second half was directed to Feng Yong.

On one side is brother-in-law, on the other side is brother, with fleshy palms and backs, Guan Xing finally made up with each other and came up with a solution.

It's just that Guan Xing was still unwilling in the end, and couldn't help but secretly pulled Feng Yong and ordered in a low voice: "Tomorrow I will send some pig's trotters over, and you can ask someone to make some big pig's trotters for me. It's always okay, right?"

The few families close to Feng Yong are now imitating the appearance of Hanzhong and raising some pigs in the Zhuangzi outside Jincheng, but the cooking techniques are still backward and far from the level of Feng's residence.

"No problem no problem."

Feng Yong nodded repeatedly.

Brother-in-law's request, of course, must be done.

After all, although Guan Xing didn't like him at the beginning, he didn't embarrass himself at all when he married Guan Ji, which made Feng Yong feel that brother-in-law's character is still very good.

Zhang Bao watched from the side, and immediately felt a little sour.

After the driver walked up the official road, he opened his mouth and said, "This Feng Mingwen should finally get closer to Anguo."

He wanted to send a fat pig over for him to make, but he flatly refused.

Anguo wanted to send some pig's trotters for him to make, and he readily agreed.

The difference between intimacy and estrangement is obvious at a glance.

It wasn't like this before. Back then, when the wool cloth first came out, Siniang was the first person in Jincheng to wear a sweater.

Although Mingli, like Anguo, looked at Feng Mingwen disliked, in fact Zhang Bao knew that people like Feng Yong were a rare husband-in-law.

Otherwise, why did An Guo say that Feng Mingwen was bad, but he didn't mean to make things difficult for Sanniang's marriage?

What a pity, what a pity...

"Xingwu, can a fat pig compare with a few pig's trotters? Those who don't know may think that you are going to throw a big banquet. There are many things in his house these two days, so don't make any more trouble."

Guan Xing glanced at Zhang Bao angrily, "After he goes to Yuejun to take up his post, and when the affairs of the house are free, if you really want to eat, tell me then, and I'll pass on a message for you Come here. In Feng's residence, I can still speak a little bit."

This Feng's mansion is no different than before, it is now a Marquis's mansion, so it is natural that there are people in charge on weekdays.

Guan Ji wanted to go to Yuejun with Feng Yong, so Guan Xing naturally took on the responsibility of helping to look after Feng's residence.

There is no way for Feng's people to be busy.

The reason why the prime minister of the Han Dynasty was willing to show favoritism to Feng Yong and agreed that Guan Yinping would go to Yuejun with Feng Yong was because of Feng Yong's special situation, but also because Feng Yong was an only seedling, and he wanted Guan Yinping to give birth to an heir for the Feng family as soon as possible.

Not only the Feng family, but even the Guan family and the Zhang family's situation was not much better, so Guan Xing and Zhang Bao had the cheek to ask Feng Yong what secret method to give birth to a child.

"Yeah, I didn't expect this level."

When Zhang Bao heard Guan Xing's words, he suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh, "An Guo is more clever."

Then he smacked his lips and asked in a low voice, "An Guo, I didn't expect this pork to be so delicious. Do you think we should let the Zhuangzi outside the city raise more pigs?"

Guan Xing nodded when he heard the words, "Xingwu and I thought about going together. After Nanxiang changed the method of raising pigs, the quality of the meat is much fatter than before."

"More importantly, raising pigs is much more convenient than before. You don't need to bother at all. Compared with other meat, it can be regarded as an easy thing to get."

Both of them came from the family of generals, and they knew that meat is an indispensable thing for practicing martial arts on weekdays.

Why should the soldiers be rewarded before the war and give them as much meat as possible? Isn't it because of eating meat that he has the strength to fight?

It's a pity that meat is still too rare to come by in normal times, and most people can't afford it at all.

Nowadays, Nanxiang's method of raising pigs is much simpler than before. Just build a pig house at random and put the pigs in it.

Quyuanli and Ba Niuli have now been fully promoted in Dahan. Dahan has a surplus of grain every year. If the family has more fields, they are willing to feed some bran to pigs.

In addition, be more diligent, go to the wild to cut some pigweed, let alone a lot, it is still possible to raise a few pigs.

Not to mention people with large fields.

Thinking of this, Guan Xing couldn't help being horrified. If this is the case, wouldn't there be more and more people who can eat meat in the future? This can be regarded as a major event related to people's livelihood, right?

This can't be... Was it my brother-in-law who had already calculated it? Otherwise, how could this method of raising pigs in Nanxiang come out sooner or later, and only after the food is abundant?

Moreover, the abundance of food has a great relationship with him!

Then at this time, by coincidence, caramel was also made by him, and candied red meat made of caramel, sweet and sour pork ribs and other exquisite foods that even the royal family did not have appeared. At the same time, there is a trend of planting sugarcane to make sugar...

Adding up all these things together, Guan Xing had an illusion of interlocking and precise layout.

He turned his head and saw that Feng Zhuang bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was a resplendent and resplendent atmosphere, and at the same time, there seemed to be a sense of inscrutability in the shadow.