Fresh mountain mushrooms are chopped into pieces and served with green and white green onions. They are mixed with the fat and lean meat foam, and a strong dough envelops them in to form a perfect whole. Following the traditional process, large pork stuffed buns must have eighteen folds, with evenly equal gaps between each fold. Each bun is a perfect blend of meat and vegetarian, telling people the classics of traditional cuisine.

His Majesty, the emperor of the Han Empire, was enjoying this traditional delicacy, and Liu Qi had already eaten his tenth steamed bun, and the grease stains on his beard were a testament to his outstanding achievements. Yun Xiao is worried about the rice bucket emperor of the Han Empire, whether this buddy will survive.

Taking the cloth towel handed over by the chamberlain, Liu Qi wiped his beard. Yun Xiao really wanted to build yì for him to wash, and he was all beaten.

The appearance of this emperor's majesty eating steamed buns can be compared with the Cang brothers, and the amount of food can also be compared. Yun Xiao looked at Liu Qi's stomach very suspiciously, and then looked at the bear's stomach, the two were not comparable at all.

Liu Qi struggled to stand up, but failed the first time. The second time I succeeded with the help of the waiter, I had a long burp, and I didn't feel a trace of embarrassment, as if eating Yun Xiao's buns was giving Yun Xiao a big face.

Yun Xiao's heart was put in his stomach, if the Emperor of the Han Dynasty died in his own home. It is estimated that his good life will come to an end, and no one wants to invite His Majesty the Emperor to dinner. In the imperial court, there are all guys who are well versed in the input-output ratio, and everyone has never been involved in the high-risk project of inviting the emperor to dinner. Yun Xiao set a precedent and indicated that the emperor's favor was about to come.

Sure enough, His Majesty the Emperor will not eat and drink in vain.

"Yunhou rescued the king of Jiaodong and should be commended. 100 taels of gold and 100 pieces of silk. He was promoted to the palace supervisor of Ganquan Palace. ”

No, absolutely not. You give gold Lao Tzu willingly, who makes Lao Tzu have a persistent love for gold. But it is absolutely not okay to be promoted to the palace supervisor, that shabby is busy all day long. There's not much oil and water, it's not dry, it's not dry.

"Your Majesty, Wechen is still young and not suitable for the position of palace supervisor, the imperial horse eunuch has made Wechen haggard, please take back your life."

"Oh, the first time I saw that there were still people who didn't want to be promoted. Since you don't want to, forget it, then reward you with a hundred acres of fertile land. ”

"Thank you."

"Well, what's this thing called?"

Liu Qi asked, pointing to the bun.

"Buns."

"Oh, this bun is delicious. Hundreds of pounds a day. ”

What, a hundred pounds of buns a day. I'm not afraid to kill you, how many of you eat a hundred pounds a day.

"Back to Your Majesty, this thing is to be eaten fresh, Weichen will take it after it is ready, I'm afraid the taste will change." Wechen copied down the method of making zuò, and the imperial chefs in the imperial dining room would definitely be better than Wechen's rough hand-sized servants. ”

"Oh, that's right. That's not necessary, just send a few of them to the palace. ”

Liu Qi pointed to several servant women kneeling at the door of the kitchen, and among them, there was one whose waist circumference was close to his height.

"No."

There was no way to refuse Liu Qi's robbery, and he ordered the servants to pack their luggage. Just leave with Liu Qi, and several servants wiped their tears to pack their luggage.

Liu Xiaozhu walked away with tears in his eyes, and Xiaobai stood on the roof and waved his paw at the ginseng doll that saved his life.

Yun Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, fortunately Aunt Wei was not there just now, otherwise he would have been brought into the palace by Liu Qi's old guy, what would he do. Those few cooks will also make this bun, Aunt Wei is under the guidance of Yun Xiao these days, but she is proficient in frying, cooking and frying, and she is invincible in Sichuan, Lu, Liao, and Guangdong. Not to mention in the Han Dynasty or in modern times, he can also be called a special chef.

Walking around the Zhuangzi in the sunset, Yun Xiao's heart was a little panicked when he saw those Hun prisoners of war. More than 200 people live in makeshift sheds. Although they were given some cloth, it was hot in the summer and the minorities opened up again. The men hung two pieces of cloth to protect the vital point, even the pants. The women just had an extra bust, and the idlers on the Zhuangzi looked at the shed if they had nothing to do.

No, this won't work. Gotta find some work for them, these guys can only herd, they don't farm at all, and the grassland doesn't produce crops.

When the leader of the Huns, Batu Laohan, saw that Yun Xiao was coming, he hurriedly knelt on the side of the road with one hand on his chest to greet him.

Yun Xiao has completely integrated into this evil feudal society, and now he can accept the kneeling of others without blushing and heartbeat.

Looking at the old man Batu who was as strong as a mountain, Yun Xiao decided not to bother to help him up.

He patted Batou on the shoulder.

"Get up. It's hard to talk like that. Are you and your people healed? ”

"Back to ...... Hou Ye...... Target...... Speech...... All...... Okay, thanks...... Some...... Hou Ye. ”

Batu's Chinese dialect sounds awkward, and the byte drag is long, and the tone of the voice is not accurate.

"I can't let you live like this, it's summer, and winter won't freeze you to death. Tomorrow I will go to Lao Yu, and you will move to the river, where you will take mud and burn bricks. Then I'll find someone to help you build a house. ”

The bricks of the Han Dynasty were actually made by scooping up river mud and burning them into bricks, and then using the cement deposited at the bottom of the river to build houses. Yun Xiao looked at the limestone all over the mountain and sighed, isn't this ready-made cement? I don't know how to use it.

The hard work of digging mountains and digging rocks really has to be done by these muscular men.

He asked Lao Yu to purchase a lot of charcoal and dig a brick kiln. I got a stonemason and made two huge pieces of granite into a stone mill. Large chunks of stone were crushed, and four oxen were grinding down small chunks of limestone.

The clay from the river is also dug ashore, dried and then calcined along with the stone chips. Large piles of coal are ignited, and calcium carbonate is broken down into calcium oxide. After three days of calcination, Yun Xiao ordered a ceasefire.

The heat in the huge kiln room was left in place for a whole day to be cleared. Yun Xiao made a spade of gray-white powder and stirred it with water. It took a long time to condense into a lump, and it seems that the gray number is still not enough. After many trials and errors, I finally came up with the right cement for the gray number.

Bricks are burned by the river, and cement is burned on the mountain.

The Huns who joined were very hard, but they were very happy. Working here, the white flour buns are eaten casually, and there is no whip at the end of the month, and there is still a salary. The wages were paid, and the children were bought some cloth to make clothes, and some muddy wine was used to make two side dishes, although it was not as happy as the grassland, but it was also much better than other prisoners of war. In two months, a group of herdsmen from the steppe became the first working class of the Han Dynasty.

The autumn tiger is coming, and the blazing land of Guanzhong has ushered in another round of scorching from God. Canglan's months of hard work finally bore fruit. Cang Jingkong came once, drinking the tea from the begonia with a big belly. Thank you to Yun Xiao for a thousand thanks, and his head slammed on the ground. Yun Xiao had a headache, comforted him with kind words, and kept a meal to send away this father-in-law.

Cang Jingkong is gone, and there are many strange people in the village.

There are those who ride tall horses, and there are those who wear sackcloth and straw sandals. There are old people who are faltering, and there are strong men who walk like flying. Obviously, these people are organized, they unified to the small courtyard where the Mo family lived, and then they lived there, and they didn't know how a small courtyard could accommodate so many people.

For this kind of organization similar to the underworld, Yun Xiao decided to stay away. I can't afford to provoke it, so I have to hide.

It wasn't until Xiaobai also started to hide that Yun Xiao knew that Phantom Heaven was back. Still holding a long sword in his dead appearance, he stood at the door and said that he was invited.

The Mo family, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was lying on the bed, his stomach was bulging big, and he poked it with his hand as if it was full of water. It's over, hepatic ascites. At this point, people are basically hopeless.

Juzi's face has turned yellow-green, and he is very afraid. It is better to stay away from such people, and liver disease is the most contagious.

"Yunhou, it's very unpleasant to disturb this time. Thank you for taking care of yourself during this time. ”

"Where, I don't know how Juzi's illness is, do you want me to ask someone to ask an imperial doctor to take a look."

"No need, you know your own illness. I don't have a few days to live, today I invite Yunhou to come because of something to entrust, I look at Yunhou to learn should be the best in the world. After my death, the thirty-nine disciples of Momen worshiped under the Yunhou Sect. Please take care of them. ”

No, let Lao Tzu be the boss of the underworld for you. Looking back at the men, women, and children who were tall, short, fat and thin behind him, Yun Xiao was a little big-headed and was about to refuse. Unexpectedly, the Mo family Juzi ordered: "Don't see the new Juzi yet." ”

The tall, short, fat and thin below bow down together, and the mouth is called the moment.

This is clearly forcing the good to be a thief and driving the ducks to the shelves. Looking back, I saw that the Mo family was already having air intake and no air out, and it was about to hang.

If there was oxygen, Yun Xiao really wanted to give him something to make him hold on. This underworld leader finds someone else to do, and I'm really not suitable.

The Mo family Juzi ignored Yun Xiao's prayers, and followed the black and white impermanence resolutely and resolutely, leaving only the messy Yun Xiao at a loss.

The funeral rites of the Mo family are very simple, and the simplicity is a little shabby. A sackcloth wrapped the body of Juzi was burned to ashes and poured into the river. Yun Xiao thought it was necessary to do so, at least to cut off the source of infection.

"Fisherman, I don't know anything about Momen. You are old and respectable, so it's better to find a moment or you can do it. ”

"There is no need to shirk the moment, the Mo family has always been designated by the predecessor. Since the previous moment appointed Yunhou, you will be the moment of the Mo family in the future. If there is no agreement, the first fisherman will not agree. ”

Damn, I can't resign if I want to.

"I don't know where the mountain gate of Momen is, but I heard that the Mojia family has a city with a grand scale and sophisticated concept. I don't know where? ”

"Organ City? The old man has been in Momen all his life, and he has never heard of any organ city. I don't know where you heard it? ”

…… Well, Qin Shi Mingyue is a liar.

"What kind of property does Momen have?"

"The Mo family advocates frugality, where do you need any industry to eat brown rice and wear linen?"

"What about you?"

"We usually cultivate mountains and forests, spin linen and weave cloth."

I was and cheated again.