The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

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This is full of civil and military suffocation.

Fang Jifan raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Hongzhi seriously.

Emperor Hongzhi was completely ignorant.

Although he has seen many incredible things, such as Fang Jifan begging for rain.

However, there is a reasonable explanation for asking for rain. Fang Jifan learned the method of watching the sky and horoscopes overnight. In the ancients, there were some people who understood the sky and horoscopes. You said that Fang Jifan learned some secret recipes and secret recipes.

Only these thirty stones are unprecedented.

The ancients are different from the descendants.

People in later generations are baptized with new technologies and new ideas every day, so they have long been accustomed to the emergence of new things in life.

But the productivity of the ancients, in fact, since the Qin and Han dynasties, they have mostly stayed in place, although some new tools will appear, but these tools have their common knowledge, and they will probably not deviate from your cognitive level.

Because of this, in the eyes of future generations, why did the ancestors show something new, they thought it was alienation, and in Europe, there was something abnormal, and immediately sleeved up and burned the witch, this ... Actually this is all People of the times have been standing on the ground for many years, and the social form and productivity mode have been stagnant, so they cannot believe in the affairs that are too absurd.

This is a gap in thinking.

Emperor Hongzhi is still half-trusted. This is no longer a question of whether you believe the British Gongfang and Fang Jifan. This involves deep-rooted values.

Therefore, Fang Jifan specially brought the guy, it must be seen and true.

Fang Jifan said again: "Your Majesty, can you invite your ministers to arrange it now."

Manchu civil wars whispered, and some of the hall was boiling.

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath before trying to calm down his emotions, and said aloud: "Precise!"

Fang Jifan immediately said: "The school's captain Tuntian is still outside the Meridian Gate, please ask them to bring the guy in first."

After a while, Zhang Xin and others came carrying firewood and pots and pans.

A dozen people, the image is not good, all ragged, covered in mud stars, look carefully, Zhang Xin's cloth shoes also wear a big mouth, three lovely feet 1uo exposed.

In fact, when he came, Zhang Mao wanted Zhang Xin and the captains to change their clothes. After all, they might have to face the holy ones. They had to be brighter, so do n’t frighten the court officials.

But Fang Jifan strongly disagreed, and he likes to sell miserably. This kind of sweet potato can give everyone a lot of hard work until now. The sweet potato is a credit. There are three big characters on my face, I am miserable. What is this? This is hard work.

As soon as this came in with a group of people who were incompatible with the body, the abdication and criticism of the ministers suddenly disappeared a lot.

Is this the original Yulin guard?

How to be a beggar?

It seems that Tuntian is really hard.

Even Emperor Hongzhi was moved. He liked the kind of hardworking and hardworking people. This had something to do with Emperor Hongzhi's temperament. As soon as he looked at them, Emperor Hongzhi settled down. Spectrum.

"Bunch pot."

Fang Jifan ordered.

Zhang Xin and others are a little hesitant, after all, in this body-conscious hall ... This time, they didn't dare to think about it.

However ... in the 100 households in Tuntian, they have always been accustomed to Fang Jifan's "unreasonableness". Although they are trembling, they have not violated Fang Jifan's order.

Then, firewood piled up and fired.

The Jinshendian is very empty, so I do n’t worry about the problem of exhausting smoke, and even if it ’s a bit smoky, Fang Jifan does n’t care.

Since the monarchs did not believe it, let them believe it.

The flame burst into flames, and the smoky smoke came suddenly. The nearby minister was stricken by Yang, desperately coughing, red eyes, and scolded Fang Jifan's ancestors eighteen generations.

Fang Jifan, since not idle, took out the sweet potatoes from Zhang Xin's back basket, and then threw the sweet potatoes one by one into the fire.

On the other side, some school captains had raised the stove, a pot of iron in the stove, poured water, and a little rice.

Everyone was busy.

But such exquisite, but people's hopes are rising.

This is not like a false report.

Otherwise ... How dare Fang Jifan make such a mistake?

Because of the time problem, the fire was deliberately very hot. When the iron pan boiled, the rice in the pan began to boil in the hot water.

On the other side, a school lieutenant took a small dagger, peeled the sweet potato, cut the sweet potato into pieces, and then threw the sweet potato into boiling water.

The smoke did not escape for a while, and suddenly shrouded in the body hall.

Fang Jifan was a little bit stubborn and said daringly: "It's going to be better, it's going to be better, just be patient."

Those young ministers are okay, but the older ones are really a bit overwhelmed, holding their faces, lest the emperor lose his good luck and suffocate.

The fire rising here is getting stronger and stronger, and Fang Jifan can almost smell the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

He subconsciously felt that the corners of his mouth were a little wet. In his last life, he also liked to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but since the price rose to three yuan, he was reluctant to eat. After all, he had to save money to buy a house to make a girlfriend. .

"It's cooked!" A strange scent has floated.

At this time, it was already evening, and it was time to have dinner. The ministers were already a little hungry, and now it seems to smell a different kind of breath.

Pa ... At this moment, in the charcoal fire, a scorched sweet potato seemed to explode.

Fang Jifan was afraid of being half-baked, so he was still expecting to burn for a while, but at first glance, he was anxious as if he was about to burn, so he was busy: "Quick, quickly put out the fire."

When the school captains heard it, they were all in a hurry.

"..."

A group of rags, like beggars, swayed in front of their eyes, which was really annoying.

But ... at least ... the suffering will pass.

One by one, the burnt black sweet potatoes were picked up from the fire. There were more than 20 sweet potatoes, and they were very ugly. Fang Jifan ordered people to install them on a plate and set them aside to cool.

On the other side, sweet potato porridge is almost ready.

In this big pot, there is not much rice in it. The reason why the porridge is made with sweet potatoes is just because the greasy taste of sweet potatoes is eliminated by using porridge water, not to mention that it can make you more full.

Originally this rice, placed in such a large pot of water, boiled porridge, even chopsticks are insufficient, expecting it to fill the hunger, is simply a fantasy.

A bowl of sweet potato porridge finally thrived in the expectation, so Fang Jifan said loudly: "Who wants to give it a try?"

"I……"

"I……"

The ancients always had a sense of vigilance about new things, and few people were willing to act as early birds.

However, there are also some people with lofty ideals who are innovative and willing to be the first to eat crabs.

But in the corner, the two of them stretched out their hands, their eyes glowed with green light, and scrambled to try.

Oh, it was Shouninghou and Jianchangbo.

All of a sudden, the emperors and ministers were both crying and laughing, but they didn't feel strange anymore. It would be strange if this pair of uncles did not take advantage of this.

Fang Jifan suddenly smiled and raised his thumbs and said: "The two uncles are really very human."

Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling had rushed to the front, and Zhang Xin served them a bowl of sweet potato porridge, and each gave another roasted sweet potato.

"It's really fragrant." The fragrance came out, Zhang Heling salivated, he was hungry ...

Zhang Heling was frowning and said angrily: "Just give me a bowl? I want three bowls, but I don't want to die. Even if I die, can't I just eat a bowl?"

Really a strong man too!

Fang Jifan was quite touched. In this era of mediocrity, everyone is reluctant to deal with new affairs. Our ancestors always dare to be the first in the world to blaze the thorns and create new possibilities for mankind.

Three bowls of porridge were given to Zhang Heling. Zhang Heling carried the porridge water, pouted first, blowing air toward the porridge water, and then under the eyes of all eyes, the entrance of sweet potato porridge ...

He stopped.

The kings and ministers looked at him all, and the temple was so quiet that he couldn't breathe.

Zhang Heling carefully sucked his mouth, and the tip of his tongue stirred in his mouth. For a long time, he howled: "It's not tasty, it doesn't taste, it's no different from pig food."

"..."

All of a sudden, everyone's heart fell to the bottom.

Fang Jifan was also shocked. Yeah ... This is wrong. Is it a sweet potato problem or a culinary problem?

But Zhang Heling was not afraid to burn his tongue, lowered his head, danced with chopsticks, and began to eat again.

Only a moment of effort, a bowl of sweet potato porridge was swept away ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Heling touched his belly, seeing Jun Chen still looking at himself, he blushed and said seriously: "It's not delicious ..."

On the side, Zhang Yanling also opened the roasted sweet potato shell, revealing the golden sweet potato meat, a strong fragrance suddenly overflowing, he ate it and nodded: "Yes, it ’s really not good, my donkey ’s The forages are more flavorful than this. Fang Jifan, you are not good at all, the sound is so loud, I ... I want to criticize you. "

One side said, on the other side, the roasted sweet potato was cleaned, the outer skin was lost, and another shell was picked up.

Zhang Heling ate two bowls in a row, burps, and then glared Fang Jifan: "In the spirit of being responsible for the nephew and guarding your majesty, I will try two more bowls to see. It will be a bit tasteful. "

After all, I picked up the third bowl again. At this time, the porridge served was already a little bit cold, so I ate it faster. After a while, the porridge water entered the stomach again, and Zhang Heling ’s belly obviously held up. He Hiccup desperately: "Hey, it's weird, why is it so bad? Try again ..."

"I'll also try porridge, brother, you eat this roasted, this tortured fruit, I can't bear the food, there are such unpleasant things in the world, and sure enough, the young man's mouth is hairless, not reliable. . "

Having said that, he robbed the remaining half bowl of porridge in Zhang Heling's bowl and ate with great pleasure.

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Without explanation, everyone said that it is unreasonable here and there is no reason. The book explains it, and scolds me again. The readers are thousands and thousands of people. The mouth is difficult to adjust. The tiger is like a pitiful little daughter-in-law. There are tens of millions of mother-in-law. Slap today, slapping tomorrow, but ... Tiger still codes Words, three more sent, because the tiger loves his mother-in-law, love so deep, love without regrets.

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