Three hundred and seventieth chapters catch shrimp
There are people working in the fields, and pedestrians are starting to come and go on the road. The merchants who were so tired that they were about to hang themselves in the past few days are now waving their whips crazily, transporting the goods that have been accumulated for many days to various places.
Everything in front of you is beautiful! After experiencing the previous period of depression, the peace at this time is particularly cherishable.
I heard that a banquet is being held in Hanzhong City today.
A while ago, they were busy and failed to entertain Pei Ji, Sun Simiao and the others. Now that the haze has cleared, Yuan Dake and Zhang Bao, together with the wealthy families in the city, wanted to make up for this in the name of celebrating.
Officials in the capital should be treated with care, lest others say that they do not understand etiquette in the future.
The banquet was notified yesterday, but Ren Qing didn't go, and neither did Xiao Han! Zhang Bao specially invited Xiao Han twice for this purpose, but he pushed him back each time.
Xiao Han built a deck chair with the leftover materials from the construction of the Taoist temple. Xiao Han lay on it and watched others working leisurely. In his previous life, when he was working hard, he hated the leader who sat aside and did nothing but made comments. He never thought that one day
You can also enjoy this day yourself!
I lay under a tree to catch up on my sleep, and as soon as I opened my eyes, a fat chef with a flattering face was waiting beside me with snacks.
Oh, I forgot to mention that since Fat Chef came here, he has taken over all Xiao Han's meals. At first, the other chefs were not happy. After all, they are all craftsmen, and no one wants to admit that they are inferior to others.
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The fat chef showed great disdain for the clamor of his colleagues, and turned around and entered the kitchen. After a while, a dish of sweet and sour pork ribs shocked the chefs to death!
This is simply not a level competition! It looks more like a college student competing with a first-grade kid.
From then on, when these chefs saw the fat chef, they would be polite and respectful! They expected the fat chef to teach him a few tricks, but their ideas were probably in vain. The fat chef looked at his own things.
is more important than anything else!
When he was in the fiefdom, Xiao Han nicknamed him "Watchdog" more than once. It was not a derogatory meaning, it just described that he was not allowed to pick up the bones he threw away...
Stretching, he picked up a piece of sponge cake and put it in his mouth. At this time, there were only a few snacks to make. Apart from sponge cake, there were also osmanthus cakes, jujube cakes, etc. I couldn’t even make a biscuit if I wanted to.
It's better to wait until you're in a good mood that day and make another batch to try.
After eating the jujube cake, the water was already in front of me. Do you think this kind of life of a marquis is very happy? No!
You can’t even imagine the joy of Mr. Hou!
Since I feel so comfortable here, who would bother being polite to a group of hypocritical people?
Besides, I am considered the general manager of the military, and I belong to the military!
A while ago, I had no choice but to spend time in the city every day because of the epidemic. Now that the epidemic has subsided, I should stop being too ambiguous with local officials.
At a time when people are rebelling everywhere, don't let the emperor think nonsense, and don't cause trouble for yourself.
After being served, I lay down on the chair. The wind in this season is very comfortable. There is no coldness in early spring or scorching heat in midsummer. The wind blowing on my face is as comfortable as a girl's fingers.
She twisted her body and changed into a more comfortable position. However, a stronger gust of wind blew by, and the "girl's fingers" became more and more messy.
"You fool, you fool! Cut these willow sticks for me and hit me in the eyes!" Xiao Han jumped up and shouted while rubbing his eyes that were hit by the willow sticks!
Next to the wooden house, the idiot was holding the wall with one hand and covering his stomach with the other and said in pain: "Master Hou, let Brother Xiaodong cut it. I...I can't do it anymore..."
The strength of the willow branch is not that great, so Xiao Han only shed two tears before his eyesight recovered. Seeing the idiot move to the toilet with difficulty, Xiao Han was not angry at all: "You deserve it, let me do it again."
You eat it secretly! I will go over to see whoever has diarrhea in a while, and I will let him clean the toilet for a month! Thirty kilograms of sausages were stolen, and only three kilograms were left. Do you really think I am blind?"
I don’t know why, but since coming here, Xiao Han has become more and more arrogant in his speech! Maybe it’s because no one cares about him here, so he indulges himself so much.
The black-faced Ren Qing couldn't stand Xiao Han, but there was nothing he could do about it. Xiao Han's swearing was not a fault, and his temperament would not allow him to accuse others, so he could only shake his head silently and walk away.
As for the others... they all have treacherous faces, and they wish they could be as courteous as the fat cook every day! Who would be so annoying as to give advice?
It can be seen from this point that no wonder there are many foolish emperors in times of peace, and princes like Xiao Han are in a state of disbelief. Wouldn't the emperor become even more serious?
He scolded the fool, but it’s useless to scold him for not remembering to hit him. He will be angry! Pulling the wicker that just hit him, Xiao Han asked Xiaodong to bring scissors.
, I’m going to give this willow tree a haircut today!
As a soldier, Xiaodong was very worry-free. He came over with big scissors and cut the willow tree into pieces in just a few strokes.
Xiao Han looked at the mess on the ground and thought, don't waste it. He picked out a few good ones and packed them up to use as toothbrushes. Then he used the remaining thin branches to braid a willow crown for himself. After wearing it, he happily went to the ditch to take photos.
I looked in the mirror and said I wanted to relive my childhood memories.
The water in the ditch next to the rice fields is very clear. It is said that the source is the mountain spring in Qinling Mountains! The water we drink these days comes from this ditch. After boiling, it still has a sweet smell, and it is even more fragrant when used to make tea.
Facing the smelly river water, Xiao Han picked up another handful of cold water and poured it on his face.
Although it's not summer yet, the weather in Hanzhong is much higher than that in Chang'an, and you'll get sweaty if you stay in the sun for a while.
The water is cold, refreshing and pleasant, but why does it sting your face when it is splashed on it?
Strangely, he stretched out his hand and touched his face. He seemed to feel something on his hand, and he seemed to be still jumping!
Xiao Han was almost startled on the spot and quickly stretched out his hand in front of him.
"Shrimp? There are shrimps in this ditch?" After seeing the almost completely transparent little thing on his hand, Xiao Han immediately screamed in surprise! He lay on the edge of the ditch and stretched his head to look into the water.
The water in the ditch was clear and gentle. Through the layers of water waves, Xiao Han could barely see a few small shrimps in the cracks of the white stones, and they were swimming out.
As a person who has been fascinated by the depth of fishing and shrimping for his whole life, Xiao Han had carefully looked at this ditch since the first day he came here.
However, the water is so clear that even aquatic plants rarely grow! In this environment, it is strange that there are fish!
But Xiao Han didn't expect that when the water was clear, there would be no fish! But there would be shrimps...
Lying on the water and watching the shrimps swimming around in the clear water, Xiao Han almost reached out and fished them out!
Not to mention the joy of catching shrimps, just saying that clean shrimps are rare and rare! He still remembers the plate of drunken shrimps he had, and the salty-sweet taste is still unforgettable!
No, since you saw it, there is no reason to let it go! After calling Xiaodong, who was still wielding the scissors, and grabbing the idiot who had just come out of the toilet, the three of them sneaked into the kitchen.
