"Shen An is really an official?"

There were no officials living in Yulin Lane before, and since Shen An's brothers and sisters settled here, Shen An could be seen riding in and out every day.

Horses were in short supply in the Great Song Dynasty, and the common people didn't even think about it except for officials and officials.

It was another three days of duty, and Shen An and Sunset walked into Yulin Lane together.

"Only officials...... It is said that the official family is afraid that they will not be able to catch up with the early dynasty, so they give horses ......"

"Then Shen An's ......"

"What did someone say the other day...... By the way, it is said that a young man surnamed Shen became a close minister of the official family, isn't it Shen An? ”

Wang Jian stood outside the door, beside Ah Zhu. The two watched blankly as Shen An came slowly on horseback.

The young man smelled the chickens dancing every day, and his body looked a little thin, but he was not weak, but he was smoking.

His eyebrows were more calm and calm, and his eyes swept over, but there was no emotion.

He even ignored us?

Ah Zhu remembered the Shen An he saw when he first moved in.

At that time, the brother and sister came here as if they had fled, living in that small room, and there was no light when the door was closed.

At that time, Ah Zhu didn't even disdain to be neighbors with such people, so he spoke disrespectfully.

Now the boy came in green clothes, and his spirit was flying, just like the morning sun, which made people feel vibrant.

"Shen waits for the edict, the villain has sent mutton."

When Shen An arrived at the door, the butcher named Zhao Wushu came galloping with half a sheep.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Shen An knew that this person was waiting for him to come to the office, just to get close. So he smiled slightly, and said honestly to Zhuang who came out: "When Zhao Wudi sends sheep in the future, remember to give him a bowl of tea to quench his thirst." ”

Zhao Wuyi said with a smile: "Shen Zhizhao said that he was laughing, where can the villain be worthy of Zhao Wudi!" ”

Shen An smiled at him and said, "If you can afford it, maybe one day I will also take the bandit name of one punch to suppress Bianliang." ”

"Brother!"

"Hey!"

Guoguo came out, and Shen An left Yang Invincible and entered the house.

Yang Wudi and Zhuang honestly handed over the money, and then sighed: "Shen Zhizhao is so fresh and refined, it is really capable of anything!" ”

Most of the market characters in the Great Song Dynasty like to give themselves bandit names, such as Zhen Guanxi, Zhao Wushu and the like, so that people will know that they are a good man when they hear it.

If it was before, Wang Jian would definitely ridicule Shen An, saying that he was not on the stage, and it was best to be in the company of splashing skin.

But now he could only watch Yang Wudi go out with the money.

Ah Zhu muttered: "At the beginning, their brother and sister had nothing, but why did they change in just a few months?" ”

Wang Jian was already in a bad mood, and when he heard these words, he couldn't help but be angry, so he shouted: "What does the woman's family know? Get in! ”

Ah Zhu's mood was even worse, so he subconsciously retorted: "I don't understand? Your own family is full of ambition to teach the children of noble families, and now that child runs next door every day, what about you? Sitting at home every day...... Be shameless! ”

Syllable!

Wang Jian slapped it out, and then Ah Zhu covered his face and scolded: "You have no conscience, if it wasn't for my father's help, how could you have today's day, come!" Come on! Kill me, kill me and you'll marry another ......"

The door of the Shen family was closed, blocking the hustle and bustle outside, and also blocking the eyes of outsiders.

There was a sigh in the alley, then the owner called his son, the west scolded his daughter, and the smoke gradually rose......

The smoke of the Shen family's cooking also rose faintly, and Shen An hugged Guoguo and asked about today's situation.

“…… I ate porridge at noon, and there was ...... in the porridge There are vegetables, there is meat and meat......"

Shen An listened with a smile, and then Zhuang honestly came to tell him about today's family affairs.

"Lang Jun, when the family buys rice and grain, those grain merchants are a little uncomfortable, but no one dares to increase the price arbitrarily."

Shen An nodded and said: "Guoguo and I will eat two kinds in the future, one is rice, the other is wheat flour, as for corn, you can buy it if you like it." ”

The Great Song Dynasty was bounded by the north and the south, and the staple food in the north was corn and wheat flour, while in the south it was rice.

The so-called corn is millet, Shen An is not used to eating it, and the fruit is still young, so he gradually changed his habits.

Once a person gets used to a staple food, it is almost ingrained.

Zhuang honestly said with some puzzlement: "Lang Jun, corn raises people!" ”

The people in the north don't eat corn, which is almost as strange as the later Chinese people who don't eat rice and eat bread.

Shen An suddenly remembered something, and then said to Guoguo, who was still muttering to his brother who hadn't been ready for a long time, "Brother will get you a delicious one." ”

"Okay, brother is the best."

Shen An washed his hands and changed his clothes, and then went to the kitchen.

Blanch the best fatty meat and slice it.

"The corn is not enough, but let's steam it a little longer."

"Mix in the sugar, some salt, and preserved fruit......"

"Okay, get the fat slices in, don't squeeze them together!"

Later, the steam rose, and the fruit was salivating by the stove.

After steaming for an hour, the dish is ready.

The yellow corn looks shiny and shiny, and the preserved fruits are scattered among them, which is extremely attractive; There was also a piece of fat meat underneath that came out of the corn and nodded, Shen An picked it up, and then put it in his mouth.

Soft, waxy, melt-in-your-mouth. Sweet, but with a hint of saltiness, it is even more worrying......

The corn is full of oil and water, and the aroma of the preserved fruit is combined with the soft and glutinous fat, and the taste is ......

The expression on Shen An's face was like enjoying the top food, Guoguo couldn't hold back any longer, so he stretched out his chopsticks to search for the bowl, and laboriously pulled a piece of fat into the bowl.

"Delicious!"

A bowl of alternative button meat was eaten clean by the two brothers and sisters, but the other dishes were left out in the cold.

After eating and resting for a while, the brother and sister began to walk in the yard.

"Brother, Huahua bullied Baa Baa today, Baa Baa is so pitiful......"

"Brother, Zhou Dudu ran and fell in the morning, and he ...... crying"

As night fell, a lantern hung on the side of the main hall, and the light was dim.

Shen An listened to his sister's muttering, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Recently, there have been more and more undercurrents in the DPRK and China, and all the undercurrents point to Wen Yanbo.

It's been three years since he was prime minister, but Wen Yanbo refused to take the initiative to get out, so naturally someone would let him get out.

Shen An didn't know if there was anything rich in this, if there was, then he felt that he would have to sleep with one eye open in the future.

"Poof!"

Shen An happened to be holding his sister and turning around, when something was suddenly thrown in outside and fell to the ground with a pop.

Shen An instantly picked up Guoguo and ran back, if it weren't for the fact that there was no explosives at the moment, he would definitely have to lie down.

"Lang Jun dodge, look at me!"

Yao Lian rushed out triumphantly, but there was no one outside.

He always wanted to put on a good performance, but the opportunity was often missed, which was regrettable.

He came back swearing, and then picked up something on the ground.

"Lang Jun, it's a burden, it's so heavy...... Is it a copper coin? ”

Shen An handed over the fruit to Aunt Chen to take to the backyard, and then walked over.

"It's bricks, bad luck! Hey! Lang Jun, there is a letter ......"