Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

At the end of the year, the Shen family buys every day.

Chen Luo led an oxcart with Zeng Ermei sitting in the car, and there were many new years.

The term "new year goods" only appeared in the Shen family, but won everyone's liking.

There were several slaughtered sheep in the cart, and some live poultry.

"brother!"

Guoguo saw dried fruit and sugar, and couldn't move his eyes.

When the nine-year-old child was greedy, Shen An coughed and Yang Zhuoxue, who was counting, looked up and said, "Government, how do you get these dried fruits?"

Other people buy dried fruit a little bit. The Shen family buys big bags and big bags. The posture is to prepare it as a staple food.

"Every family gives it."

Dried fruits are not cheap at all times, so everyone below is happy.

"Thank you Langjun."

Zhuang honestly gave them a big bag of dried fruit for each family. Finally, he took a bag and opened it. He smiled and said, "This is the best wine, especially at night, sitting by the stove while eating , While drinking, the taste wo n’t change. ”

Zeng Ermei started to rectify the dishes. Because there are so many dishes, he needs help.

Chen Luo naturally refused to let other people intervene, but he had to look at the nursing home, so he caught the seemingly least threatening race.

Wen Xiaozheng is very honest in dissecting sheep.

"The spine was removed separately, and Lang Jun said he would boil the soup."

Zeng Ermei was frying things.

Before the Song Dynasty, the most delicious dish was fried, all kinds of fried.

For example, if you fry the pig oil in a variety of things and replace it with people from later generations, it would be too far away to see this kind of ‘gourmet food’ and feel too greasy.

But now people like greasy.

The Shen family wouldn't have been like this, but Shen An said it alone. Both women in the family had an appetite that met the requirements of the times.

The smell of deep-fried is very fragrant, but the smell is not greedy, he just feels that there is a home smell in the aroma.

Zeng Ermei fished the contents of the oil pan while looking back from time to time. After seeing that the small breed quickly cut open a sheep, he praised: "You are good, but can you cook?"

Wen Xiaozhong shook his head, at this moment he forgot that he had opened a wine shop.

Zeng Ermei breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his job would not be threatened.

So she treated Wen Xiaozhong better and let him eat some fried balls.

"Erme ..."

Someone outside greeted in a low voice and heard Xiao Xiao raise his head. He saw that Guo Guo was sneaking at the door, and his big eyes were fixed on the pot of balls.

Zeng Ermei turned back and said: "Little girl, slaves dare not eat it for you, otherwise Lang Jun will get angry."

Shen An felt that the stomach and intestines should be conditioned from a young age, so that when he was older, he could eat the sea and drink it, so he attached great importance to Guoguo's diet.

Guo Guo's big eyes were filled with disappointment, but Zeng Ermei shook his head firmly.

"Hey!"

Guoguo knew that the road to stealing was blocked by his brother, and the only way was to eat more while eating.

She turned around and just turned the corner. Someone whispered behind her: "Little lady."

Guoguo turned back. Behind him, Wen Xiaozong had an extra piece of greased paper in his hand, and there were several steaming **** on the greased paper.

Guoguo looked up at him, his eyes confused.

Wen Xiaozhong smiled and said, "This is what the villain just got."

Guoguo was a little happy in his eyes, but sighed: "You can't steal things, it's bad. You're still young, don't learn to be bad ..."

After seeing the small breed in a daze, Guoguo felt that this person was very pitiful, and persuaded: "You are doing things well, I will tell my brother that you will eat meat every day."

This is a sermon from a nine-year-old child, but she is very serious and sincere.

Wen Xiaozong only felt a warm current flowing out of his heart, as if he had found some kind of belonging-like warmth and ease. He squatted and whispered: "Okay."

Guoguo felt that he had saved someone, so he went to his brother with a sense of accomplishment.

Shen An is preparing a gift list with Yang Zhuoxue.

"This ... Bao Bao's family gives some real things, but Bao Bao's things are less, that kid, last time I came to the house to get flowers choking ..."

"There are just a few people in the Su family, and the food is definitely not bad. Or give some good wine?"

This is the first time Yang Zhuoxue has prepared a gift list as the head mother, so it is a bit rusty.

Shen An glanced at it and considered the words: "Su's family ... Su Zhi is currently resting at home. It's not easy for Su Xun to feed the whole family ..."

Yang Zhuoxue immediately awakened and said, "Well, it is also to send something real. But I heard that they like drinking, and good wine is also sent to several altars, so that they don't have to spend much in return."

Shen An nodded and praised, "So best."

Yang Zhuoxue was encouraged, and the rest of the gift lists were bold. Shen An either agrees or tactfully comments.

"brother."

The first thing Guoguo rushed in was to eat dried fruit.

There was a gavel on the table, and she picked up the walnuts and beat them.

Shen An looked and smiled relatively to Yang Zhuoxue.

Gradually, the taste of home came out.

"Brother Anbe!"

Suikexing finally came back.

He came in carrying a big jar, and when Yang Zhuoxue was also in the study, he put down the jar and said, "I have seen the sister-in-law."

Yang Zhuoxue laughed: "Have you been on vacation yet?"

Zhekexing shook his head and said, "It's a new one, it's my brother's turn these few days."

Guoguo sucked his nose and asked, "Brother, what is in the jar?"

Zhe Kexing tilted the jar, and Shen An smiled and said, "Where to get the game?"

It was full of slaughtered game, and a jar of 50 to 60 pounds.

"Little brother went out."

The goods did not feel the guilt of killing in winter, and backhand found some beautiful feathers and handed them to Guoguo.

"Pretty."

The little girl likes these colorful things the most. Guoguo eats the walnuts, so she has to decorate her room.

Shen Anhe Zheke went out of the study and went all the way to the front yard.

"How about in the forbidden army?"

"Fortunately, Wan Shengjun is particularly good, and his military discipline is strict. It's just that the other army heard people gather to drink and shouted at night."

"Screaming?"

Shen An was stunned, when someone knocked on the door, and after opening the door, it turned out to be a fat man.

"Who are you looking for?"

Zhuang honestly saw that the person was still bowing his head with Dou Li, and took a vigilant step back.

The person looked up, and after seeing Shen An, he said, "An Bei."

"Sovereign?"

The comer took off Dou Li. Although his face was darkened with something, he could recognize Zhao Yunrang.

Shen An did not expect to celebrate the New Year soon, and he would even pretend to be home. But then his heart was tight, and he looked back.

Wen Xiaozun turned around and rushed, leaping when he rushed to the main hall.

His feet quickly pedaled on the wall a few times, his body rose rapidly, and when he was exhausted, his hands had grabbed the upper wooden beam, and he turned over and went to the roof.

Wen Xiaozhong quickly turned around on the roof to look around, and then said: "Lang Jun, nobody."

Shen An nodded and said, "King, please study."

Zhao Yunrang nodded, glanced at Wen Xiaozhong on the roof, and said, "This young man is good. Where did you get it? Give you a hundred times to give him to the old man."

Shen An knew that he was telling a joke, so he smiled: "The King of Kings said a joke."

Zhao Yun let the negative hand slow down, and seeing Huahua staring at herself in front, he beckoned, but Huahua would care about him and turned away.

"A lot of people these days say that the old man will be a blessing and a blessing in the future. Don't say you want a nursing home. Even if you steal your incense, can you not give it?

"give."

"Some people say that the old man will enter the palace to drop the curtain ..."

Old Zhao looked very angry: "The old man is a man, not a woman. What is the curtain? The woman is the curtain."

Entering the study, Zhao Yunrang's breath changed, a bit violent.

"Do you know if the official's family is sick?"

"What?" Shen An really didn't know.

"The news is not well informed, and in many cases will kill you."

Zhao Yun let a dissatisfied whisper, and then said: "The news is firm, the official's family has already laid down, and the doctor said it will take a long time this time."

Why is this palace leaking everywhere?

Shen An couldn't help feeling sad for Zhao Zhen.

The emperor said nine things, but he could not control others from getting news from the palace, or even putting people in his hands.

"This time the old man felt ... less to be sick for two months."

Zhao Yunrang ’s cousin who mentioned himself did n’t like it very much. “He ’s used to all the plants and trees. This time he lay down for so long, it can be seen that he really ca n’t get up. The old man is thinking about Shisanro and Zhong Zhong, But dare to think, dare not ... suffocate? "

"Do not hold back."

Shen An feels like a jerk: "The blood cuts constantly."

"Yes, that is the blood of the old man."

Zhao Yunrang sighed: "He asked Sanshiro to go into the palace again, and the old man cancelled it in consideration of his grievances.

"Unforgettable."

Shen An, the cup of Gugu wine, drank it, so he had to be a secretary.

Zhao Yunbi sucked his nose, "The old man is hungry."

Okay, this one is really welcome.

"Get some meatballs and braised vegetables, and wine."

Shen An was drunk with him in the study, and then asked someone to drove him back.

"No, the old man has to go back and can't hurt you."

Of course, Shen An disagrees, "Jun Wang, this is not a shameful thing. You come to my house to walk around and drink, what are you afraid of?"

"No no no! The old man is gone."

The door of the Shen family is diagonally opposite ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Two men squatting there to beg beggars are watching this scene, and they can no longer see it.

Dad, did you expose it long ago?

The uniform disguise, the insignificant figure sneaking out from the back door of the governor's palace, has already betrayed you deeply.

Zhao Yunrang's Dou Li fell to his chest, pushing Shen An with a red face, and then hiccupped, saying: "Remember to give more good wine and food for gifts."

He was carrying a food box with both hands, and it was either braised vegetables or sauce, and Zhao Yunrang could eat several meals at home.

Shen An asked Chen Luo to send him, and then glanced at the two beggars across from him, saying, "This weather is squatting outside enough to give them a bowl of hot soup cakes, and give them more lamb, and some wine. "

The two secret agents were embarrassed and wondered whether they should refuse or thank them.

Shen An sighed: "There's nothing wrong here, squatting."