Wei and Jin cooks

At this time, Zhao Xin obtained Zhao Hanzhang's permission and began to arrange people to respond to the news. In the past six months, every time he left a place, he quietly left some people there. Of course, he did not choose from the people he brought. , but choose among the local forces.

He wasn't sure how long they would be able to work and how long they would be loyal, but...what the heck, he would have earned it if he could keep one of them.

Knowing that Zhao Xin was coming back, Zhao Hanzhang walked briskly on her way to the lobby, with a smile that could not be suppressed on her face. She suddenly walked into the lobby happily, and everyone who was looking down at the tea was startled and hurriedly look up.

I saw a young woman wearing a dark gold round-necked dress with no embroidery or hidden patterns at all. She was very simple. She wore a finger-wide black belt around her waist. She only had a purse hanging around her waist and no other accessories. The clothes, except for the fabric and color, were of high quality, but the rest of them were not even as good as the people waiting on them.

However, her sleeves are arrow sleeves.

It is said that Zhao Hanzhang rarely wore wide sleeves. Most of the time he wore either arrow sleeves, straight sleeves or hanging Hu sleeves.

This style of dressing has spread to the south of the Yangtze River, and many women have quietly imitated it, wearing arrow-sleeved horse suits all day long when going out for outings.

So this is... Zhao Hanzhang?

The thought just crossed his mind, and Zhao Hanzhang had already greeted them with a smile, "I've kept you guys waiting."

The young masters did not expect that this was really Zhao Hanzhang, and that he looked so beautiful. Although they didn't believe the rumors that the other party was eight feet tall and muscular, but he was able to kill all over the battlefield, which was not... too good-looking.

The young masters hurriedly stood up and saluted. When Zhao Hanzhang passed by them, they realized that Zhao Hanzhang was... very tall. He seemed to be on par with them. He had a slender figure and light steps. They didn't even have to look up. They just listened to her walking by. The sound of her voice tells you that she is good at martial arts.

Zhao Hanzhang walked to the seat, pressed his hands and said, "You don't have to be polite, please take a seat."

The positions were all decided in advance, and Zhao Hanzhang could match the faces and names with just one glance, eliminating the need for embarrassing self-introductions.

Zhao Hanzhang turned to Yang Yi and asked, "How are my cousins ​​in Jiangnan?"

Yang Yi paused and then said: "Jiangnan is very good, but the food customs are different and I'm a little uncomfortable with it."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Now that the Central Plains is stable, the exiled wanderers can't find anyone they know when they return to their hometowns. If my cousin and the others are willing to return home, maybe the wanderers can also find a home."

When Yang Yi heard this, he felt slightly sad. In fact, these people who migrated with their families were not just wanderers.

The Yang family moved south in two groups, and this group set out last. Halfway through, some members of the family left, or stopped, unable to go any further. In the end, only three or four people reached Jiangnan, and the remaining people might die. , or live elsewhere.

Now that the Central Plains is stable, I don’t know if they will return home.

How sad would it be to go back to your hometown and find that no one from your tribe is there?

Others also felt the same way. Zhao Hanzhang looked at Tinghe, raised his hand and said, "I asked the kitchen to prepare some food from my hometown, but I don't know if it tastes good or not. You can try it for me."

Tinghe bowed and stepped back, and soon he and the people came in. On each table were placed two traditional foods from the ancestral homelands of the gentlemen.

They are all very common pancakes, steamed buns, steamed buns, noodles and a home-cooked dish, but the methods are slightly different in different places.

Yang Yi had a bowl of sweet water, which was only available in his county.

Their sweet noodles always use water from sweet springs in the mountains. This noodle is a little worse than what he eats, but it is much better than what he eats in Jiangnan.

No, in Jiangnan, you can’t find sweet water in restaurants outside. If you want to eat, you can only go home and find your own chef to cook it.

In the past two years, the eating habits in the south have changed with the increasing number of people from the north, but there are still no niche things like sweet water surface.

Yang Yi ate and ate, tears falling down uncontrollably.

The other young masters also had red eyes.

Zhao Hanzhang was also eating Xiping’s special delicacy—batter soup.

Seeing them like this, she put down the spoon, wiped her mouth, and asked, "What, is it not to your liking?"

Everyone's eyes were red. Yang Yi put down his chopsticks, stood up, walked to the hall and knelt down, "General, if we come back, will there really be a place for us in the Central Plains?"

Zhao Hanzhang leaned forward and answered him seriously: "Da Jin is the Jin people of Jin Dynasty, and you are also our people of Jin Dynasty. No matter where you are, there will be a place for you, not to mention that it was once your hometown." Woolen cloth?"

When Yang Yi heard this, he knew that half of the purpose of his trip had been achieved, and he immediately bowed deeply and said, "From generation to generation, from generation to generation, from generation to generation of nobles living in the south of the Yangtze River, I would like to express my gratitude to the general."

Zhao Hanzhang stood up and went down to help the man up, and said to the equally excited young masters: "As long as you are willing to go back, the door of your hometown will always be open and waiting for you."

Everyone stood up and thanked him, "Thank you, General!"

"Just in time, since you are here, why not take a test on your knowledge today," Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "Even if you go to Jiangnan, you can't neglect your studies."

Yang Yi and others were excited. This was exactly what they wanted. After all, the elders in the family had assigned them the other half of the task.

The Six Arts of a Gentleman, Zhao Hanzhang tested them on more than just writing, and the questions she asked were not normal test questions. She asked directly: "There is a hundred thousand dollars in the national treasury, it is spring plowing, and the land is in short supply of grain, so we need 40,000 dollars." , and it is prone to floods. It is estimated that repairing the dikes will cost 80,000 yuan, and because the terrain is undulating, it is prone to drought when there is little rain. It needs watering, and building a water tanker costs 2,000 yuan. If you are a local official, what should you do? ?”

Yang Yi and others were dumbfounded. Why did they start doing arithmetic problems?

Lu Wen lowered his eyes and thought, already having a rough answer in his mind.

Seeing that most of them were confused, Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "You don't have to give me the answer now. You can go back and think about it. After writing it, send it to my house. Come on, today I will test your martial arts first."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Xie Jie and said, "I've heard that General Xie is very good at martial arts. Today we have to learn from each other."

Xie Jie hurriedly said: "Xie has resigned. Let's talk about kung fu, how can I compare with the general?"

Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said: "Try it. If you don't work as an official in Jiangnan, you can come here. As an official, it doesn't matter where you work. It's all for the sake of the Jin Dynasty and the people of the world, isn't it?"

Xie Yao was silent for a moment. What she said was right, but her enthusiasm always made him a little uneasy.

Zhao Hanzhang invited everyone to go to the martial arts field. These were all children from aristocratic families, and they had all practiced riding and shooting skills. She wanted to use them as an example, so naturally she had to take the exam.

Although she wanted to use them to express her attitude towards the gentry living in Jiangnan, no matter what they were like, she would find a suitable position for them, but... she still hoped that they could do a little more.

See you tomorrow