Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

People today always think that the defense between men and women was very serious in ancient times. Wives could not entertain friends. Only concubines could wait on them. Only today did Yang Ling realize how big a mistake this was. The wife, Qi Ye, enjoyed peace and harmony in the family.

With the same status as a man, if a good friend of yours comes to your house as a guest, drinks too much, and has thoughts that he shouldn't have, if he likes a concubine of yours and wants it, will you give it to him or not? The wife is different.

Not to mention asking for it, you can't even hook up a few times secretly. Once discovered, of course the woman will be unlucky, but the man will also be scolded by everyone, and they might even be dipped in a pig cage together. Yang Ling suddenly thought of the original Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty

The 250-year-old invited a friend to be a guest, and then gave his concubine to the friend. He probably secretly hid in his empty room afterwards and slapped himself hard several times with his five-fingered girl.

Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao sat at the top, the other two princes sat at the guest seats, and poor little Pineapple and Yang Ling sat at the bottom. There was no way, a single word of etiquette in ancient times could kill someone.

One dish after another was served, and the aroma seduce the gluttons in their stomachs. Everyone looked at it with wide eyes and curiosity, drooling wildly.

Yang Ling coughed and said, "Uncle and aunt, does this dish not suit your taste?"

"No. No," Mrs. Xiao reacted first and said in disbelief: "You really did all this?"

"Your chef is watching from the side. If you don't believe me, your aunt can go and ask!" Yang Ling said proudly.

"My dear nephew, you misunderstood. It's just that I have been rich and powerful in my life and have been blessed for decades, but I have never seen such delicious food, so I am very surprised." Mrs. Xiao explained.

"It just smells good. Why don't you try it, auntie, to see if it tastes the same?" Yang Ling said with a chuckle.

"Yes, let's try my nephew's cooking, everyone use chopsticks." Mr. Xiao said.

As the mistress, Mrs. Xiao also had to arrange the meals for the family. She looked at Yang Ling and asked, "My nephew has spent a lot of time making these dishes. I don't know if there are more. I want to give them to my sisters and children to try."

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"Don't worry, aunt, my second brother's family is my family. How can I favor one over another? Don't worry, I've done a lot." Yang Ling's words made Mrs. Xiao sit back again and just ordered people to prepare meals.

Mr. Xiao picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. It seemed to melt in his mouth. Mr. Xiao swallowed it three times and then asked curiously: "What kind of meat is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Have you eaten?”

"Pork!" Yang Ling put a chicken leg in his mouth and answered briefly but forcefully.

"Ah, how can my nephew feed me the food of a low-class person?" Mr. Xiao said dissatisfied.

"Uncle, don't you like it? Please move it, I think my second brother is enjoying it." The little pineapple stuffed two pieces of meat into his mouth.

"You traitor!" Mr. Xiao glared and said, "You actually competed with me for something to eat!" After saying that, he picked up two more pieces and put them in his mouth.

Mrs. Xiao was much better. While chewing the delicious twice-cooked pork, she stared at the plates of fresh vegetables and fried dishes with oil. She kept her eyes bright and it was very pleasing to the eye.

After a while of good wine and delicious food, everyone gave up their restraint and spread their cheeks to fuck hard.

Duke Qian poured a glass of fine wine and took Mrs. Xiao's hand: "Come on, sister, I'll give you a toast, brother!"

"You're fooling me, get a bigger bowl!" Mrs. Xiao said boldly.

"No, my brother has been admiring my sister's drinking skills since I was a child." After saying this, Duke Qian suddenly hugged Mrs. Xiao and burst into tears.

"What are you doing, what are you doing," Mr. Xiao said with a loud tongue, "I'm eating my wife! If you want to hug me, just hug me!"

"Go on, don't you think I'm trying to get along with my sister!" Duke Qian held on and refused to let go.

"What, Brother Dai wants to practice?" Mrs. Xiao threatened with a smile.

"My brother is no match for you, so my sister will spare my brother this life." Duke Qian said, "But, sister, let's discuss something."

"There's no way you can get that dagger. You refused to lend it to me when I was a kid. Now that it's in my hands, do you still want to take it back?"

"The dagger is nothing," Duke Qian said nonchalantly: "I heard that my sister's magic skills are better than those of Yang Youji in ancient times. My brother's family also has a big yellow bow. What if I lend it to my sister for fun? I just ask my sister to lend me two cooks.

, after eating such a dish today, I realized that the food I have been eating for decades has been like pig food. What will I do if I can’t eat it in the future?”

Duke Lu Guo on the side also spoke up and said, "That's right, sister, for the sake of your brothers, please be accommodating. How about I teach you my brother's set of Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knives when he has time?"

"No!" Mrs. Xiao categorically objected. She was joking. This is her family's secret recipe for making a fortune. How could she hand it over to others so easily? No matter how good it is, it is dead. This is living silver that can be passed down to her son's cornucopia in the future.

"Sister, can't you be accommodating?"

"I'm not accommodating, come on, have a drink!" Mrs. Xiao changed the subject.

Duke Qian took a sip of wine, turned around and looked at Yang Ling with burning eyes and said: "My nephew, you are very good. My uncle likes you very much. Have you married a wife? If not, my eldest girl is very close to you.

It’s a perfect match.”

"This..." Yang Ling looked at Mrs. Xiao for help.

"Brother, didn't your eldest girl marry someone else? Why do you want to marry more than one girl?" Mrs. Xiao asked.

"Aren't you married yet? My brother is also confused. Why should he follow other people's example and catch his son-in-law? Isn't that bastard just a Jinshi? No matter how high-ranking an official you become in the future, will he be better than me? I am a first-class official, but Shen Zhuoyan is only two years old.

Pin, since the founding of our dynasty, how many civil servants have reached that level?"

"Haha, my brother has such a good plan." Mrs. Xiao sneered.

"It's better not to have a sister. Look at Xiaobo, you picked up a brother for nothing." Duke Qian laughed sarcastically and turned to Yang Ling and said, "Good nephew, Xiaobo is my nephew. He is the kind who cannot be kissed anymore. You will also be my nephew from now on."

, if anything happens in the future, uncle will protect you, and you should also go to uncle's house to play more. What? You don't know the way, it doesn't matter, I will take you there in a while. "

"Brother, are you trying to rob someone? It just so happens that my sister hasn't done anything for a long time!" Mrs. Xiao said with a glare.

"Ah? Xiu Shi, my sister hasn't done anything for a long time? Didn't I hear that you were repaired a few days ago? My sister has changed sex?" Duke Qian looked at Duke Xiao and said in disbelief.

"Haha, look at this piece of beef, it really looks like it fell from the sky." Xiao Guogong blushed.

"To be honest with my uncle, I once promised my aunt that this skill will never be passed on to anyone outside the Xiao family. My uncle must forgive me." Yang Ling said with a smile.

"Haha, did you hear that? Come, nephew, eat a chicken butt. It's fatter and fatter here." Mrs. Xiao affectionately gave Yang Ling a chicken butt.

Why the hell did I explode the butt of the chicken? Yang Ling was very regretful. Looking at the expression of regret on Duke Qian's face, Yang Ling quietly handed the butt of the chicken to Duke Qian and said: "Uncle, don't be angry.

Come and eat some chicken butt to replenish your health. From now on, uncle can come to Xiao’s house to eat, but aunt will kick you out, right?"

"Yes! From now on, my whole family will come to eat, and they will be destitute!" The Duke of Guizhou bit the chicken's butt hard, and oil and water splashed everywhere.

"It doesn't matter, just calculate the money!" Mrs. Xiao said with a smile.

"Ah, sister, my brother's family is poor and he has a lot of mouths to talk to!"

"How much more can you go to my house? Forget it this time. Next time my brother comes, bring enough money first, otherwise our family won't even have enough money to buy groceries."

This meal lasted until the middle of the moon. Duke Qian and Duke Lu didn't forget to pack some fried chicken and salt-and-pepper shrimp back before they left. They each carried two bottles of good wine before making out with their greasy hands.

He patted Yang Ling on the shoulder and said, "No.

Wrong, that’s right. My nephew is a good cook. Don’t worry, we understand the principle of being short-tongued and short-handed to take advantage of others. If we are bullied in the future, just tell us our names. I want to see which turtle grandson dares not to give us face.

belch……"

"Thank you two uncles, I believe no one will bully me." Yang Ling said with a smile.

"No one is bullying? No!" Duke Qian swayed on his feet and waved his hand: "No one is bullying, can't we go and bully others? After the bullying is over, we can continue to report our names, but we agreed to report once.

Name, two bottles of good wine, my uncle's family is also poor." After saying that, he reluctantly touched the wine bottle, as if he were a beautiful woman.

Yang Ling and Little Pineapple helped each other walk to the backyard. Yang Ling drank a little too much, but Little Pineapple didn't drink much. It was just to hold up. He killed almost half of a big bowl of pork belly. Yang Ling

I really want to remind him that he is so fat and it is okay to eat such greasy food.

What a benefit, but let’s think about it, it’s rare to eat it once. Chinese people have a special preference for greasy food. This is imprinted in the bones of Chinese people like DNA. When Yang Ling’s grandmother who passed away in her previous life made fried rice, the following was often the following:

A little half a bowl of oil is just rice soaked in oil.

"Third brother, let's not go to school." Little Pineapple said.

"Aren't you afraid that your uncle and aunt will break your legs?" Yang Ling asked.

"Afraid! But I'm even more afraid of eating the pig food in the hall again. After eight days, I guess I'll have to lose weight."

"It's okay. You have a lot of fat. Just think of it as losing weight. It's good."

"Third brother, I want to ask you something." Little Pineapple said seriously.

"Let's take a look."

"Another bowl of that pork belly for breakfast tomorrow!"

She eats braised pork in the morning without fear of getting tired of it. For the sake of Little Pineapple's blood pressure, Yang Ling resolutely rejected Little Pineapple's suggestion. Just kidding, Little Pineapple is the key bridge between herself and the big shots. Well, it's very thick.

bridge.

"Third brother, I really want to eat pork belly again!" Little Pineapple said seriously again before entering the room.

"Fuck you, go take a shower!" Yang Ling kicked Little Pineapple's butt unceremoniously. You thought you were possessed by Bai Yun.