The hot dumplings came out of the pot and were placed in exquisite blue and white porcelain, glowing with steam.
The six-pound weight with tears on its young face was held by Mei Liangliang and placed next to the old man.
Zhao Ning'er didn't serve the table and ordered the palace servants to keep picking up food for the three of them.
"Why are you being scolded?" The old man put the six pounds on his lap and asked softly.
Liu Jin twitched twice, "I didn't write the big characters well!"
"Then why don't you write carefully in the future?" The old man's big hand gently wiped the tears on Liu Jin's face.
"Ancestor...well..."
Liu Jin grinned and started to howl.
The so-called son is like his father. Looking at his appearance, Zhu Yunxi knew that he was pretending.
He immediately said with a straight face, "Speak nicely!"
"Keep your voice down!" The old man slapped Zhu Yunxi on the arm with his chopsticks and glared, "Who are you showing off to? If you want to show off to your ministers, stop yelling at our dinner table!"
Then, he turned to Liu Jin and said, "My dear grandson, studying is the most important thing in the world. If you don't study, you will be disrespectful, and if you don't know etiquette, you will be useless. From now on, write well and study well and you won't get hurt.
insulted."
"Yeah!" Liujin nodded obediently and muttered, "Ancestor, it's not that my grandson doesn't write well, it's just that he's too tired." After saying that, he flexed his fingers and continued, "Look, it won't be sunny in the morning.
I get up as soon as I wake up and memorize the scriptures and handouts. If I make a mistake in a word, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Gao and the others will make a fool of themselves and keep nagging me."
"It's finally noon, and I have to listen to them talk about history, and I have to write big characters all afternoon."
As he spoke, tears rolled on his eyelashes, "My grandson wants to see your skills, but he doesn't have any!"
"Be good, be good!" The old man felt so distressed that he hugged him and sighed, "You really miss us, so just study hard!" After saying that, he sighed again, "Let me tell you, in fact,
Studying is the most worry-free and labor-saving thing in the world. Children from ordinary families, before they are even older than you, are working in the fields with their parents. The summer is hot and the winter is cold..."
"My grandson also worked in the fields with you!" Liujin blinked his big eyes, "My grandson didn't feel tired at all, he thought it was quite fun!" He said, shaking the old man's arm coquettishly, "Old Ancestor.
Zu, when are we going to catch voles again..."
"There are no voles this season. In a few days the ice in the river will freeze. My ancestor will take you to dig a hole in the ice and go fishing..."
Finished! These two men are going astray.
Zhu Yunxi quickly glared at Liujin and said with a smile, "Grandpa Huang, let's have a meal!"
"Eat, eat!" The old man paused with his chopsticks, "Grandson, peel the garlic for us!"
"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi smiled.
Unexpectedly, the old man squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't say anything about you!" After saying that, he looked at Liujin again and said, "Peel the garlic for me!"
Liujin picked up a clove of garlic, took a bite, and then began to skillfully peel the skin with his chubby fingers.
"I...have been deprived of my right to peel garlic?" Zhu Yunxi couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.
The old man seemed to know what he was thinking and glanced sideways at him, "Why are you so stunned? You can't pour us wine?"
Zhu Yunxi hurriedly filled the old man's bowl.
"The grandson pours the wine and the great-grandson peels the garlic. Which fucking emperor can enjoy such a blessing?" The old man laughed and cursed, then dipped the tip of his chopsticks into the wine and sprinkled it three and a half.
Then, a hot mutton dumpling was put into my mouth. It was so hot that I grinned but kept saying how beautiful it was.
The old man likes to eat dumplings fresh out of the pan, especially the ones he boils.
Zhu Yunxi said carefully, "Grandpa Huang, the imperial doctor said that it is not good to eat hot food as it can easily hurt your throat and stomach!"
"Those quack doctors know nothing!" the old man scolded, "it only tastes hot!"
"Ancestor, why?" Liu Jin asked with a smile.
"You don't understand!" The old man smiled fondly, "Dumplings need to be hot, and women want to look for fat ones!"
Liu Jin really doesn’t understand, and his big eyes keep rolling.
"Fresh!" The old man ate the dumplings. "This dumpling is well made. Look, it's full of soup!"
Zhu Yunxi smiled and gave the old man some vinegar and said, "My grandson has heard someone say the correct way to eat dumplings before. It is said that it is best to eat five dumplings first, and then eat five with vinegar. This way
The taste is gradual, and he said that he would eat five and cook five..."
"What the fuck!" the old man scolded, "What's the point of stinky food? When people eat, they have to hold on to the pot and eat hot. Why the hell do you eat five and boil five? They have a lot of firewood? Who said that?
I’ve just had enough to eat for a few days, and I’m still so damn particular about it!”
After saying that, he threw two cloves of garlic into his mouth and chewed them.
"No, this garlic isn't spicy!" The old man chirped, "It doesn't taste strong!"
Then he picked up another dumpling, but his movements stopped for the next second.
"Grandpa Huang, what's wrong with you?" In an instant, Zhu Yunxi saw some uncontrollable sadness deep in the old man's eyes.
"This vinegar was sent to you by your third uncle last time. He said it was brewed by a famous vinegar factory in Shanxi. It tastes best when eaten with pasta, so he specially sent it to us to try!" The old man lowered his head.
head, making it difficult to see his face clearly, "In the future..."
He didn't finish speaking, but took another dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and slowly put it in his mouth.
Zhu Yunxi knew what he wanted to say before he finished speaking. It should be that no one would think of making him jealous again.
"Try this! The radishes that have just entered winter are so crispy!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Did you notice the sucrose mixed on top? It's a tribute from the Ryukyu Kingdom."
He quickly changed the subject, "A few days ago, Ryukyu sent a letter to the Lifan Academy, saying that they would send some more students to learn our way of sainthood."
After a long while, the old man finally raised his head with a smile, "What a good thing!" He said, "It's not easy for people from across the sea and mountains to come to us. Ryukyu is also a poor place. We have to settle down well in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and we can't let people
Wronged!"
Among the vassal states of the Ming Dynasty, Ryukyu was the most deferential.
"Don't worry, my grandson has already informed the Ministry of Rites and the Lifanyuan." Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "You don't know that the King of Ryukyu has given his grandson several discounts. It means that Ryukyu will be included in the Ming Dynasty. He brought his children and grandchildren to us.
Come to Ming Dynasty and enjoy the happiness of being an idle prince!"
"No, no, no!" The old man immediately shook his head, "It's okay to help him a few times on weekdays, but we can't let him come over!" He said with a smile, "In that poor place, if you want to come over, you have to subsidize food and trade at a loss!"
Seeing that the old man was freed from the sadness just now, Zhu Yunxi felt relieved.
Continuing to pick up nice things, he said, "A few days ago, Fengyang City reported that the land for planting red potatoes in spring has been prepared. According to your wishes, the sacrificial fields around the imperial mausoleum have been reserved for planting red potatoes!"
"Grandpa Huang, when the sweet potato harvest comes next year and the people in my hometown have more food, they will definitely think of you!"
Hearing this, the old man had a smile on his face, "Whatever you say, they are all from the village..."
As he said this, he seemed to think of something, "Grandson, we haven't visited our hometown for a long time!" As he said this, he seemed to be deep in thought, "We haven't seen your grandpa's grave for a long time!"
