Diaoyutai is in the northwest of Chang'an, south of Weishui, Zhang De opened his mouth to bite 12,000 acres of land, in fact, the 10,000 acres are dispensable, the key is the 2,000 acres of Diaoyutai.

The land is good, but as soon as the water rises, it immediately floods. Therefore, one crop of millet is planted every year, and the harvest is extremely limited, which is not a good land in the eyes of anyone. Except for the sons of the family, don't be too smart to fish for a beautiful little sister in this place.

With Cheng biting Jin's IQ, it is estimated that he can't figure out why the eleven-year-old bear child wants 2,000 acres of broken land.

But to be able to slander people for 70,000 yuan, this thing is reliable and cool.

Then before Cheng Zhijie and the people walked out of the Dingyuan County Mansion, Uncle Tan pulled a small donkey cart with a large box on it, and opened it to show Cheng Zhijie.

"General Cheng, please take a look."

Uncle Tan's waist is straight, his speech is full of energy, his expression is restrained but quiet like a tiger, even the well-informed Cheng Biting Jin, he can't help but lean sideways to prevent Uncle Tan from rising up.

Uncle Tan, who had been mixed with the wheat iron rod, was indifferent, standing motionless next to him.

Cheng Yanjin stepped forward to take a look, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then turned his head with difficulty and looked at Zhang De: "You...... How rich is your family? ”

A box of gold, all of which are two or two, are stacked neatly.

Originally, this was Zhang De's expenses in Chang'an, but now, Uncle Tan calmly took it out and gave Cheng a bite of gold.

Not to mention that Cheng Zhijie looked like a ghost, even Lao Zhang himself drooled with envy. It's his money, but it's a pity he doesn't care about it!

"Money and goods are paid, Su Guogong, we will meet indefinitely."

After that, Zhang De snorted coldly, turned around and went back to the house, and Zhang Gongjin, who was standing on the steps, had round eyes: "How much does this cost." ”

He hurriedly rushed to bite the golden arch, then turned to catch up with Zhang De, and asked with a smile: "Da Lang, virtuous nephew, I am going to Daizhou, I may not be able to come back in a year and a half, you have to take care of it more at home." Elephants are upright and wise, so if there is any trouble, remember to tell the elephant in advance. ”

Zhang De looked up at Uncle Zhang Gongjin, blinked his eyes, and said in his heart: Isn't it, a box of gold smashed the two grandfathers?

"Why did Uncle Clan say this? As long as the clan uncle returns from Daizhou, His Majesty will definitely reward a prince. ”

These words made Zhang Gongjin stunned for a moment, and then he patted Zhang De on the shoulder: "At home, Da Lang has bothered a lot." ”

"Uncle Clan, rest assured."

Now Lao Tzu is also a founding county man, what are you afraid of? As long as you don't rebel, Li Shimin won't care about your cockfighting and walking dogs. The surname Zhang is also Zhang Liang who wants to rebel, especially after 20 years.

That day, Zhang De followed Zhang Gongjin to the outer court, and then the emperor issued an edict, anyway, the four or six pun texts were blown there. It's almost said that I am so awesome because I have moved the heavens, so I want to reward my talents and set an example for the world.

Then everyone took turns to come forward to reap the benefits, and when Zhang De went up, all the staff were cute.

Ten-year-old Kaiguo County man! And it's not because my father followed Li Shimin or Li Yuan! .

Not to mention, the twenty-nine-year-old Li Shimin looked at Zhang De quite pleasing to the eye, and specially encouraged him. Lao Zhang also said two auspicious words, which is nothing more than long live His Majesty the Emperor Shengming.

But when he was standing there pretending to be stupid and naïve, there was a bunch of unusually dressed bear children staring at him.

Is there a flower on him?

Now Zhang De understands that he has money flowers on him, and Cheng Zhijie began to stare at him when he was not born.

Alas, thinking about it, I really feel sad for Uncle Zhang Gongjin, under Wang Shichong, he and Cheng Yanjin are colleagues, and he and Cheng Yanjin are still colleagues. However, this colleague stares at your money bag all day long, and wonders, where does your money come from?

And then today, he came, took away 70,000 pieces, and his eyebrows flew and danced without grace.

Zhang De, who was poor and a dog, began to live in a daze in the small yard again, until the day before Zhang Gongjin was ready to go to Daizhou, Zhang Da'an's children came in with a pile of steamed buns with a sad face.

"San Lang, why do you have a broken face? Who bullied you? ”

"The cakes on Yongan Street are all sold out. That shop was so hateful that I was asked to go to the West Market to buy it, so I had to buy steamed buns and come back to eat. ”

He took a hard bite, "It's not delicious." ”

Zhang De sighed and patted the six-year-old Zhang Da'an's head: "Come, I'll make a trick for you to ensure that the steamed buns become delicious." ”

"Really?!"

"It's more real than real gold."

So he scoured the yard for dead leaves, found a fire sickle, got two pieces of tribute paper and lit them, and then the leaves became a fire. There was also a bundle of dry firewood next to the fire, and Uncle Tan stood there looking at his Langjun uneasily.

"Uncle Tan, don't look at me like this, I'm not Cheng Chubi."

He said helplessly, then took a knife and cut the steamed buns into small pieces.

That's right, roasted steamed bread slices.

If he didn't have any money, Lao Zhang would definitely come out with an oven.

A large bag of steamed buns, it is estimated that there are thirty or forty of them, and I don't know how Zhang Da'an has the ability to bring them back. Zhang De was also tired enough to choke, and touched a bag of Persian dill seeds, that is, cumin, and sprinkled them to taste. There is nothing else in the small courtyard, and the rich seasonings are estimated to be able to fight with the master of Taiji Palace.

In these years, there are still a few delicious dignitaries and nobles, and their main entertainment activities are still pretending to be forced and reproducing.

Even in the years when this iron wok can't be built, it is difficult for the vast majority of the people of Datang.

"Can you eat this?"

Zhang Da'an picked up a piece of burnt yellow steamed bread, the originally soft steamed bread had become crispy, and the aroma of cumin powder and pepper on it made Zhang Da'an swallow a mouthful of saliva at the same time, he was also a little suspicious.

Click!

Zhang De took a bite by himself, then picked up the copper plate and handed it to Uncle Tan, who took a piece and took a bite, his eyes lit up: "Lang Jun, it's really a miracle." ”

"It's just baked steamed buns, what a miracle."

This is a meaningless thing, "San Lang, find a jar and seal it yourself, this thing can be stored for more than a month with a little salt, just don't get wet." ”

However, Zhang Da'an's child did not respond to him, but was like a mouse, chewing there quickly, and his fingers were full of spices.

"Brother, will you give it all to me?"

"Why don't you give Erlang a little?"

"Forget it, I'll eat it myself, the second brother doesn't like to eat these things......"

"Who said I don't like to eat these!"

Zhang Dasu jumped out of nowhere, walked like flying, grabbed a piece and threw it into his mouth, and shouted excitedly: "Brother, I have something good to tell you...... Huh? It's delicious, I'll take another piece. ”

Zhang Da'an looked at his second brother with a dark face, reluctantly turned his head, and asked Zhang Dasu to take a piece with difficulty.

"Erlang, you are not in the country, what are you doing when you come back!"

Zhang Gongjin, who will take office tomorrow, has a lot of entertainment, and as soon as he came back from a table, he saw his second son jumping into Zhang De's small courtyard with a wild dog that had taken off the leash.

came in with the smell of wine, but saw that there was a fire in the yard, and Zhang Gongjin, who was very depressed and burned by Cheng Chubi, was suddenly startled: "What are you doing!" ”

"Father, will you eat?"

Zhang Gongjin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took a piece of steamed bread from Zhang Da'an, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it: "Hey, this thing has a crispy taste, burnt and flavorful, if it is accompanied by wine, it must have a different flavor......

"If my father wants to eat it, then bake more, my brother said, this can be stored for more than a month, I will go buy some steamed buns and come back, so that my father can take it to eat on the road."

What a picture of father's love and filial piety.

However, Zhang Gongjin immediately woke up, and then stared at the steamed bread slices with bright eyes.

Zhang De looked at the image of Uncle Zhang Gongjin, and said that the steamed bun slices still have this magic? Is it really that delicious? It's not like this family hasn't eaten good food.

He was puzzled, but saw Zhang Gongjin and smiled: "It should be Zhang to make another great contribution." ”

"Why did Uncle Clan say this?"

"The difficulties in fighting in winter are, firstly, to prevent the cold, and secondly, to ...... military rations."

Before Zhang Gongjin finished speaking, Zhang De understood, and said with a smile: "Uncle Clan wants to use this as military rations?" It's not appropriate. ”

"Why did Da Lang say that? Do you know that when you go out in the field, if you attack with a small group of elite soldiers, you can't take the fire with you. ”

Zhang De said with a smile: "I have a way to make military rations." ”

Zhang Gongjin was stunned for a moment and blinked his eyes.

"Heat a pebble the size of a chicken, dry the flour, and squeeze it into a block, which can be easily carried, and two catties of fried noodles are worth five or six catties of millet. If you cut the bacon into fine cubes and fry it, even the jerky will be saved. ”

When he said it, let alone Zhang Gongjin, even Uncle Tan was startled.

"Da Lang, you have always been steady, how can you say ......?"

"Uncle clan went to serve as the governor of Daizhou, nothing more than to be wary of the Turks, since Weishui formed an alliance, although there are occasional natural disasters in my Tang Dynasty, but the overall is thriving. However, the Turks have been in civil strife one after another, and everyone in Chang'an City knows that even Hu Shang is unwilling to go to the Northland Grassland, which is nothing more than what Ashina said aggressively, and some people have already stopped listening. ”

Anyway, Zhang Gongjin will leave tomorrow, and he doesn't have to run after pretending, so he continued, "Uncle Clan is in charge of military affairs in Daizhou, if it is usual, it is nothing, just keep it." But this year's winter is terrible, not to mention how many cattle and sheep will die on the grassland, the tribes in the north of Daizhou must go south to plunder. How can it be so easy for the Turks to be a clan uncle? ”

"It is impossible for the team of people to get out of the customs, only a small team of elite soldiers, looking for a battle in the tenth month, if you can fight it, you can not beat it and run, if the Turks are anxious, I am afraid that it will fall into the calculation of the clan uncle. At that time, it is unknown to talk about a pound of money, even if you get a little Khan to kill and play. ”

The corners of Zhang Gongjin's mouth twitched, the little bit of greasy in his heart was actually seen through by a bear child? When he went to Daizhou this time, he really wanted to kill the Turks for fun.

Moreover, His Majesty has already said that next year he will start killing the Turks, and within three years the northern land will be peaceful, and he will pass through Liaodong and Liangzhou.

"Da Lang, this method ......"

"Don't worry, after the clan uncle has made contributions, it will not be too late to report to His Majesty. All for the Zhang family. ”

Zhang Gongjin was very moved, and said that Lao Tzu deceived him from Jiangnan, and it was really the blessing of the ancestors.