Datang Fenghua Road

A seven- or eight-year-old girl's face was flushed with cold. She held a large broom in her hand and followed behind an old man to try to sweep the snow.Children are sensible, but their mouths are greedy, and their eyes are always inseparable from the steaming cauldron.

"Grandpa, is that meat really cooked for us by Lord Hou?" Finally, the little girl couldn't bear it anymore. The little girl held a broom in one hand to remove the snow, while the other hand was biting in her mouth. With a cauldron of stew full of cravings.

The old man in front of her was very cautious. He carefully took the girl in his arms. He looked left and right, and then whispered, "Yaya, don't talk nonsense. If you make a big man angry, we will be beaten to death."

The little girl shivered suddenly, with a look of fear on her face. Grandpa's words were not intimidation. Her parents were beaten to death just because they provoked big people.

Sweeping snow is very tiring, it is already three poles in the sun, and after working all morning, the strong man will also feel hungry, and the old man is actually hungry, but he does not dare to look at those cauldrons of stewing meat, but quietly from his arms. He took out half of the pancake and whispered, "Yaya, eat it quickly. This is what Grandpa left last night. When you are old, you have no appetite. It's not like your children will feel hungry."

The little girl was very sensible, shook her head and choked: "Grandpa lied to me again, you always say that you have no appetite, but Grandma Liu said that you often go to secretly dig grass roots to eat. One time, digging grass roots accidentally startled the war horse of the Turkic master. , and was kicked unconscious for two days..."

This pair of grandparents and grandchildren are obviously Han slaves, cautious by nature, and suffering has been immersed in the bone marrow.

However, even so, human nature still remains, although the old man was very hungry, he still squeezed his granddaughter's face with a smile, and coaxed her: "Yaya don't listen to your grandma Liu's nonsense, grandpa has never eaten grass roots, Nor was he kicked by a nobleman's horse."

He glanced left and right, suddenly shoved the pancake into the little girl's hand, and whispered, "Hurry up, don't let anyone steal it, grandpa protects you with his body, don't worry, grandpa is really not hungry. ."

The little girl was a little suspicious, but after all, she was too young to bear the temptation of the pancake, and finally opened her small mouth and bit it.

There was a satisfied smile on the old man's face. Although he was hungry, he felt very happy when he saw his little granddaughter gorging on the pancakes.

At this moment, a palm suddenly stretched out and gently snatched the pancake from the girl's hand.

The old man was startled, and Feng Peng's body suddenly stood up. His first reaction was not to take back the cake, but to protect his granddaughter in his arms, and then he knelt down without even thinking about it.

"Your honor, spare your life, this cake was not stolen, it was the ration given by the soldiers last night as a reward. The old man was worried that his granddaughter would not be full, so he secretly hid it and didn't eat it. Your honorable person spared your life, your honorable person spared your life, the old man really didn't steal it..."

The old man kowtowed like pounding garlic, and the little girl knelt on the ground in panic.

A pair of warm hands suddenly reached out and pulled the old man up from the snow in just one stroke, then extended their big hands again and hugged the little girl in his arms.

The little girl was shivering all over, but she didn't dare to resist at all, she only knew that she closed her eyes and trembled, and her little yellow face was full of tears.

"It's over, I've provoked the noble master, and Yaya is going to be beaten to death!" The old man's knees softened and he wanted to kneel again, his face full of despair.

"Don't be afraid, old man. My name is Han Yue. People call me Marquis of our family, hehe, and some call me Marquis of Prodigal Family, because I always spend money indiscriminately and can't save money..." Holding the little girl The person finally spoke up, and it was Han Yue.

It turned out that he was patrolling the street just now, and he heard the conversation between the grandparents and grandson by chance. When he saw the little girl holding the cold and hard pancake and nibbling on it, the softness in his heart was suddenly pierced.

The old man was still shaking, obviously still afraid in his heart, Han Yue sighed, lowered his head and said gently to the little girl: "Your name is Yaya, right? Are you a little hungry? Will the Hou Ye take you to eat meat?"

After asking three times in a row, her voice was soft and warm, and a child can understand people's hearts best. Yaya secretly opened her eyes and glanced at him, then she was so frightened that she closed it tightly, and said cautiously, "Will you be beaten by a big man if you go to eat meat? ?"

Han Yue laughed, pinched her little nose and said, "I'm the biggest person in this city. Who would dare to beat us if I took you to eat meat?"

"Really?" The little girl's closed eyes quietly opened again.

It's a good phenomenon, Han Yue must have it in his heart, and deliberately whispered: "I'll tell you secretly, don't tell anyone else. I'm a big man bestowed by the emperor, and I'm the biggest in this land..."

"Older than the Turkic master?"

"Of course bigger than them, I killed tens of thousands of Turks!"

The little girl's eyes lit up, and her eyes showed admiration. She didn't know how many tens of thousands, but the person who could kill the Turkic master must be a more powerful person.

Such a big man hugs him to eat meat, and no one dares to beat her.

"Grandpa, follow along quickly, let's go eat meat!" Yaya was drooling all over her mouth, she was obediently lying in Han Yue's arms, and did not forget to greet her grandfather.

Chapter 291 I am Han Yue, the best at slapping the face

Every few dozen steps on the long street stood a large pot. The pot was burning with fire and the meat was fragrant. Han Yue held Xiao Yaya and strode straight to the nearest place.

At this time, the sun was rising, and the common people had worked all morning, and they all felt hungry. Many people lined up around the cauldron to cook food.

The cook is so busy that no matter who comes, he will yell and say loudly: "Don't squeeze your mother, our Lord Hou said that the food is free for five days, as long as the people in the city come and eat, the stewed meat in the big pot will be served." enough……"

"Hey, hey, this stinky boy, did you give birth to a starving ghost? You swallowed such a big bowl of meat in a few bites, why didn't you scald you? Come here and serve you another bowl. Eat slowly this time. If you don't starve to death, you will die..."

This guy had a fierce look on his face and swears in his mouth, but the people around him gave out bursts of simple and honest smiles from time to time, holding tableware and chopsticks obediently lining up to wait for the meal.

Some people are disgusting and kind, also known as knife-mouthed tofu-hearted, and the cook is obviously such a person.

Han Yue walked all the way with little Yaya in his arms, his eyes swept over everyone, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.The people who ate around the cauldron were all his people in the early days, and not a single Han slave was rescued this time.

It's not that they are not hungry, but they dare not come to eat.

"The shackles of people's hearts are more terrifying than the real cage." Han Yue sighed again, and hugged the little girl and squeezed to the side of the pot.

The cook who was in charge of the stew was lowering his head to serve people a meal. He felt that someone had jumped in the queue and was crowded. The cook cursed without even thinking about it: "Go away and queue up. Hundreds of thousands of people in Shenyang City dare to jump in the queue when you see someone eating." ? Your actions are simply smearing our Lord Hou, squirm, queue up behind..."

The guy raised his head while scolding, and saw Han Yue's smiling face.

"I scolded Lord Hou, but I actually cursed Lord Hou!" The chef's lips trembled, and when he raised his hand, he wanted to slap himself twice.

He had a fierce look on his face, but after he was startled, he became more and more hideous. The little girl in Han Yue's arms was terrified and cried, "We are not here to steal food, uncle, please don't beat people."

The little girl has a kind heart and hugged Han Yue's neck while crying, and continued to plead to the cook: "Please don't blame big brother, it's because Yaya feels very hungry, and big brother wants to bring me to eat meat. Yaya will be very hungry in the future. Be good, stop clamoring for meat, Yaya will give you the cake as an apology..."

While weeping and crying, he reluctantly took out the pancake hidden in his arms, hoping to get the chef's forgiveness.

Later, her grandfather ran over in a hurry, knelt down for the cook without thinking, and said loudly, "Please forgive me, please forgive me."

In the Turkic grasslands, Han slaves were inferior to a sheep, and anyone could be beaten to death.

The people around looked at each other, and the expression on the guy's face was even more exciting. He stood there for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sneer and said: "Master Hou, what are you going to do? This little lady is you Your...your...god-sister you just adopted?"

The chef originally wanted to talk about the concubine he had just accepted, but he suddenly held back the words, just because Yaya was too young, no matter how she looked, she would not be more than ten years old, and her face was yellow and skinny, so the Hou Ye should not look down on her.

Han Yue laughed at this scumbag. He stepped forward and raised his foot, and scolded: "What nonsense, hurry up and find a bowl for Lord Ben Hou to serve rice."

The chef was kicked on the butt, he grinned, nodded and said, "Okay, Lord Hou, wait a moment, I'll serve you a meal." Lord Hou is willing to kick someone, it means he's not angry, chef I rubbed my ass and felt like I had earned it.

He scolded Hou Ye and only got one kick. This was enough for him to brag about it for half a year. When he came home from work tonight, he must greet a group of friends and friends for a good drink, so that everyone knew about his ability as Wang Laosan.

"Hmph, there are not many cooks in the world who can be kicked by the Marquis. I envy you all."

The more he thought about it, the more proud he became. While rubbing his butt, he found a large clean bowl, and carefully wiped it with his cuff until the bottom of the bowl was shiny, and then he talked about the big spoon stirring in the pot for a long time. The fattest meat loss.

"Don't be fat, be thin..." Han Yue snorted, he really couldn't stand people of this era, and always thought that fat was delicious.

Little Yaya lay in his arms and swallowed her saliva, whispering, "Big brother, what does the meat taste like, I heard it's delicious?"

Han Yue felt a pain in his heart and looked at the little girl's bright eyes. Although her face was full of dirt, Han Yue couldn't help but kiss her.

"The taste of the meat is very good, you can taste it later." He patted the little girl's head, turned around and saw that the cook had already filled a large bowl full of lean meat, and was carefully standing beside him waiting.Han Yue took the bowl over and said: "The weather is very cold these days, put more meat when you cook, don't be afraid of running out of stock, the Marquis has just allocated another 100 million catties of marching meat from the Central Plains, enough Everyone eats for half a year."

"100 million catties? How much does that cost?" The people around were stunned, and the cook swallowed unconsciously. A voice suddenly sounded in his mind. It was what his distant relatives boasted to him when he first came to Shenyang City: "Our family Lord Hou is notoriously rich, but he is also notoriously a prodigal, he spends money faster than the river, but he can't spend it all."