Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 1827 Killing Time

Both Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang are very interested in this pot of soup. They want to know how delicious it is, and it has won unanimous praise from Tang and Yang.

  So they didn’t wait until lunch. When they arrived in the living room in the backyard, they sat down cross-legged and Madam Tang asked the servants to pick up the dishes and chopsticks.

  She said: “Drink while it’s hot, otherwise it’s cold and then warmed at noon, after all, it feels like the taste has changed.”

  This reason for her has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

   So Manbao opened the jar, and the smell of chicken soup came out.

  Ms. Tang and Mrs. Yang, who had never drank it, took a sip after smelling it, and said with a smile, “It’s better than usual at home.”

  But there is not much difference.

  Yang Heshu and Tang He smiled and told them to say, "You guys drink more."

Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang stirred the soup spoon and drank a bowl slowly. They felt that the taste was not bad, so they drank another bowl. They didn’t react until the bowl was almost exhausted. They used to drink chicken soup, and then No matter how delicious the fragrance is, I can't finish it, but now they are all second.

  Mrs. Yang looked down at the soup at the bottom of the bowl and smiled slightly: "This soup is not only fragrant, but also not greasy. Did she skim the oil?"

"No," Man Bao said, "What is the use of skimming the boiled soup oil? My sister-in-law cut out all the buttery skin to refine the oil after killing the chicken, so that the stir-fry can also be used, and the rest It's just used to make soup."

  Originally, Xiao Qian did this to save more oil at home, so killing a chicken in this way would allow the family to use three or four more days of oil.

  Lao Zhou has many family members. In order to be able to drink a bowl of soup for everyone, she took a lot of effort to make a big pot of soup for every chicken.

  The broth made like this is not very tasty.

  But Lao Zhoutou and Qian’s don’t mind at all. Meat, how can it be unpalatable?

   And there are too many Lao Zhou family members, and the good meat is basically given to a few children. After they eat the meat, they have to let others drink some soup, right?

  Therefore, no one expressed objection to Xiao Qian’s approach.

  Who knows that the chicken soup produced in this way is exactly what Yang Heshu's appetite is. He has been thinking about it since he happened to have a bowl of soup at Zhou's family meal for the first time.

  Afterwards, every year he went to Qili Village, he would leave a meal at Zhou's house.

  Old Zhou Tou also happily entertained Yang Heshu, because every time he came, perhaps because of his family meal, Yang Heshu brought a lot of meat to Zhou's family.

  In his opinion, pork and lamb are much better than chicken, especially the fatty meat.

  Conscientiously earned Lao Zhou Tau, every time he visits Yang Heshu, he must tell Xiao Qian to make a good soup.

  Ms. Tang also aftertastes, and nodded slightly, "The soup is quite thick, but not greasy. It is delicious."

  Bai Shan said with great experience: "The side dishes inside are also delicious, except for the chicken."

  Everyone fished out the yam inside and ate a few yuan each.

  Master Tang sweated slightly after eating, he leaned back in a relaxed manner, and smiled: “Every day, half a day leisurely, and another bowl of chicken soup like this, it’s really a fairy life.”

  Man Bao also leaned on the chair comfortably and nodded happily.

  Yang Heshu smiled slightly, and put down the bowl to rest after eating the bowl.

After eating and drinking, the few people slowly moved to another place to rest. The layout of the house here should be more elegant. Mrs. Tang took Mrs. Yang and Man Bao to occupy the best position-the wooden couch, by the way. Got two kids.

  But she is not very interested in children, so after looking at Mrs. Yang's son, she said to her son: "Take your brother to the side to play."

  Ms. Yang’s son was only a hundred days later, so it was naturally impossible to play, so the nurse took him to the other side of the couch and played with the young master of the Tang family.

  Master Tang took a look and asked Yang Heshu, "When will you leave Beijing?"

  Yang He Shudao: "The Xiazhou side has been set a year ago, and I will be ready to set off after the fifteenth."

  "The affairs of Chongwenguan and Hube..."

  "The handover is complete, and it will be replaced by the Assistant Officer of the Ministry of Households for the time being."

  Man Bao was drinking tea. Hearing this, he raised his head and said: "Shi Lang An is very stingy."

  Yang Heshu couldn’t help but laugh, and said to her: "Shi Lang An is still very reasonable. If your medical office wants to apply for funds, as long as there is reason and evidence and can convince him, I think he will give you funds."

  But in the end, it is not convenient for her own person. The most important thing is that she does not know whether An Shilang agrees with the Imperial Medical Office.

She knows that many officials in the DPRK and China are opposed to reopening the imperial medical department. Their early work can be so smooth. First, they rely on the support of the crown prince. Second, it is Yang Heshu who takes over from the Ministry of Households. He agrees with them, so they can do so quickly. Build the imperial medical office.

  In the final analysis, their medical office still does not have the right to speak, so they all have to look at the faces on them to live their lives.

  Man Bao thought very badly in his heart, and then asked Yang Heshu to find out about An Shi Lang's personality and character.

  Yang Heshu also reminded her intentionally, so he talked about it in detail.

  Master Tang waited until they had finished speaking before taking the conversation, “When you arrive in Xiazhou, remember to write to you to report safety. It’s cold over there. If you encounter difficulties, you must write to you.”

  Yang Heshu smiled and asked, “You are neither an official of the household department nor an official of the staff department. I have encountered a difficult problem. What can you do as the magistrate of Chang'an County?”

  Master Tang choked and said, "I'm not doing anything, but don't you still have your father and my father?"

   "By the way, you and Yang Shishu..."

Yang Heshu shook his head slightly, the smile on his face closed a little, he said: "The Yang family suffered such a big loss, even if it is to calm the anger in the clan, my father is not good to me at this time. Time will be fine."

  Master Tang was very worried, but he didn't say anything in front of the three little ones, because he thought their enthusiastic eyes were an eyesore.

  The three of Manbao looked at this, and then at that. It was a pity to see that they didn't mean to continue.

  Tang He glanced at them, and sighed with Yang Heshu: "As soon as you go, there will be no one talking."

  Bai Shan said, "Brother Tang Xue, and us."

  Tang He: "Forget it, you will just watch the fire from the other side and fan the flames. It would be good if I don't fill you up."

   Madam Tang asked quietly, "What about me?"

  Master Tang was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I mean someone who hasn't spoken except for the wife."

  Man Bao and the three people immediately lowered their heads to secretly entertain themselves, and Yang Heshu also lowered his head and smiled slightly.

   Tang He couldn't help but feel angry when he saw no one to relieve him. He felt that Yang Heshu should be added to the three of them. It was too much.

  The seven had been spending time at Tang's house until the afternoon, and they were about to have a late meal before leaving home.

  Before leaving, he took a lot of gifts from the Tang family. Tang He and Mrs. Tang sent people to the door. They also watched the three of Bai Shan and Yang Heshu exchange new year gifts before they went back to their homes.

  　See you at six in the afternoon

  (End of this chapter)