Husband, Have Dinner

Pei Shuo stepped into Shenyuan Hall for the first time.

Very few people can enter Shenyuantang, even Cui Mengzhang has never entered.

In the eyes of Pei's family, Shenyuantang is a mysterious forbidden place.

The maid led him to the gate of Shenyuan Hall and left. Every step closer, Pei Shuo's heart became more and more nervous.

There is a tall and tall white poplar planted in the courtyard of Shenyuantang. The ground is made of water-milled blue bricks in front of the house. The floor is smooth. There is a stream behind the house, which leads to underground water. Shallowly paved with a few pebbles, it is close to the side of the house wall. slippery.

The strong army man guarded the entrance and exit of Shenyuantang. Pei Chuan greeted him at Shenyuantang, led him to the door and stopped. There were two guards in front of the study room who looked forward intently, like a statue. .

Pei Chuan invited Pei Shuo in by himself, and the moment Pei Shuo opened the door, Pei Shuo's brain went blank--

As if the white light faded, the Mingtang was taller than the ancient frame, and the outline of the halberd armor sand table gradually became clear, delineating the study of a person who prefers military affairs.

There is no strange gossip, no hidden murderous intent, just an ordinary spacious and bright room. The sunlight shining into the study was just right, things were clear and clear, the darkness had nowhere to escape, and it was openly and frankly shown to those who came.

Once the veil of mystery was lifted, the reality was far from as good as imagined, and the feeling of loss in his heart continued to magnify. Pei Shuo was like this, the light in his eyes suddenly extinguished, he lowered his eyes and respectfully asked Pei Zheng to calm down.

There are a few chairs in front of the door, and a table is displayed with a rock. It is said that it was a stone taken from the city wall by the king's court when he went to the north of Saibei. It is to entertain visitors.

Looking over the tables and chairs on both sides, there is a sandboard and a chessboard in front of the Bogu shelf in the west. The sand table is surrounded by mountains with flowing water passing through. Several flags are planted under the mountain, imitating the continuous mountains. Get up and gather around a corner. There are maps on the wall. Pei Shuo barely understands it. It's about a map of the grassland?

To the east is a desk, and there are a few bamboo-tube wolves hanging in the pen mountain. Pei Zheng walks the dragons and snakes stably, and the wolves walk on the rice paper, leaving a black whereabouts. The porcelain cylinder is filled with scrolls, and there is an iron sword hanging on the wall. It is simple and unpretentious. After watching it for a long time, I feel heart palpitations and pressure.

Hearing his greeting, Pei Zhengwen hummed, put aside the pen, and walked to the sand table in front of the west window, "Come and accompany me in the next game."

Pei Shuo thought he was talking about Go, but Pei Zhengwen stopped in front of the sand table and reset the flags planted in the mountains. "Red and blue, which one do you choose?"

His heart was beating wildly, did what he said passed to Pei Zhengwen's ears through other people's mouth? Controlling the restlessness of his heart, he held up the small blue banner "I choose blue."

An hour passed.

There is no charcoal fire in the study. Close the doors and windows tightly and leave holes in the dark for ventilation. The temperature in the room is only slightly warmer than the outside temperature. Pei Shuo's forehead is sweating, and the sweat on his palms wets the small blue flags. The bamboo sticks, the flags that represent soldiers in his hand are not much, they are all distributed, but they are blocked by Pei Zheng and unable to move. The farthest group of soldiers did not receive any harassment, but because of the farthest, they couldn’t move. Came for first aid.

For the soldiers that can be used, one is less than one, and each person must be implemented in his most critical place.

You can't just focus on this step. If he walks like this, his father will cut off his water source and block them in the mountains and forests. He can only go deep or try to detour. The original idea of ​​occupying the town must be discarded.

Pei Shuo is weighing the three, choosing the less harmful method to save himself from the siege situation.

The corners of Pei Zheng's mouth were raised, and Pei Shuo's heart jumped. Could it be that he was caught and fell into the fox's trap again?

Unexpectedly, he took three more steps, and the rescue was not effective. This confrontation is already predictable. He has no more soldiers on hand. He is trapped in the mountain and is caught with his hands. The chance of a comeback is forced by Pei Zhengwen. Extinct.

He realized that his father had deployed troops and generals and was able to co-ordinate the overall situation.

Pei Zhengwen said, "You lost."

Finally lost, Pei Shuo wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathing slightly, and the big stone that was pressing in his heart moved away, and he let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you for the father's teaching."

"After this round, I want you to know something about your own calamity. Do you want to go to the barracks now?"

Pei Zheng steadily cuts to the topic.

He really knew it, Pei Shuo thought, and then said his thoughts, "I want to be strong and protect the people I want to protect. Grandpa said that I lack experience and don’t know how to be flexible, so I’ll do it from a small soldier in the barracks. From now on, I really don’t know how to deploy troops, but I’m still..."

A gust of wind came with a snap.

The strength was so great that Pei Shuo almost overturned the whole person to the ground.

Pei Zheng steadily slapped him a big slap.

Pei Shuo's face quickly became red and swollen, half of his face was dripping red, and his big palm was printed on his face.

"My eldest son has a good future, he just intends to become a soldier fritters? I will let you see and crawl!" As he said, he lifted Pei Shuo's collar like a chicken, and dragged him to Shen Yuan. The vestibule of the hall, without any explanation, grabbed a big gun from the weapon rack and stab Pei Shuo!

...

The eyelid of A Yao's left eye was beating fiercely. She pressed her eyelid, still feeling her pulse beating restlessly, and she was about to come out.

As the saying goes, the left eye jumps to the fortune, the right eye jumps to the disaster... Wait, or the left eye jumps to the disaster, the right eye jumps to the wealth?

So is she jumping disaster or wealth? Is it too late for the great **** to disperse?

Mochizuki shouted, "Scallops, have you prepared the herring?"

"Hey, it's almost done." A Yao let go, she didn't feel her eyelids beating any more, and continued to make fragrant herring.

Heat the pan, add half a pot of coarse salt, sprinkle with pepper, crystal clear as the coarse salt of ice slag, the composition is excellent, mixed with dark red pepper in it, as if ice and snow wrapped red plum buds, transparent A little reddish, less than a while, the heat forced out the water in the coarse salt, and the taste of salt water brought people back to the sea breeze slowly blowing, and the endless accumulation of snow-white crystal salt pans.

Stir continuously, and the numb aroma of Chinese pepper slowly overflows.

After removing the water in the salt and letting it cool, A Yao went to cook herring.

Scrape the scales and open the abdomen to remove the internal organs, cut off the head and tail, and cut half of the fish along the spine with a kitchen knife to form a fish fillet without the spine of the fish. Wipe off the blood in the fillet, tear off the black film, and stir-fry salt evenly. Put it on the fish fillet, install the altar, and compact it.

"Master, I'm done." A Yao showed Mochizuki with the jar of kippers. "Yes, is there enough time?"

In her memory, within a few days of the winter solstice, they had already pickled an altar of herring, fried salt and herring would spend a few days in the jar, and the fish would change for the first time in the jar.

However, this is the first step, to make a plate of fragrant herring.

Time is important.

But just two days later on the New Year’s Eve, at this time, pickling herring again, even the first pickling is impossible.

"This is the wish of the old lady Shun, for her and her godson to eat for New Year's Eve. We started preparing the appetizers for the New Year's Eve around the winter solstice. Did you forget?" To be continued. Please browse for a better reading experience.