At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Yuheng paused while playing with the red jade hand. The recipe for Yifu noodles was recorded in the book.

If she had to explain it herself, she would really be confused.

Her cooking skills in her previous life were just enough to make her cooked enough to eat.

In this life, because of the love of my family and the fact that I have servants, I don’t need to do it myself.

Xie Yuheng shook his head helplessly and said: "Uncle Chen asked a very good question. Don't ask again next time."

Chen Qiu burst out laughing when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that little guy like you, you actually don't understand something, hahaha!"

After working on it for a long time, it turned out that he was just talking on paper, but his serious look made him particularly convincing.

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, that is knowing."

"Besides, people's energy is limited, and Yu Heng is not an immortal, so it's normal to have people who don't understand."

For example, my mother's unique skill - double-sided three-different embroidery, let her embroider it, and she will make sure that every embroidery will be silent.

Even if your fingers are pricked with needle holes, you can't embroider anything.

The young man stood in the kitchen, with self-effacement flowing through his body like quiet water.

A poem popped into Chen Qiuzhi's mind, and he couldn't help but recite it: "There is a knot before it is unearthed, and there is no intention to fly to the clouds."

Most of the literati in the world love plum, bamboo and orchid.

But there are very few who are truly as good as his character.

And the Xie family has two of them, Xie Qingzhi is like an orchid, Xie Yuheng is like a bamboo, they are both gentlemen.

The Suzaku lying on Fugui's head beside the stove turned around wordlessly and turned its butt towards Chen Qiu.

If Xie Yuheng were a bamboo, he would definitely be one filled with ink.

You look like a gentleman on the outside, but you are a black man on the inside.

While talking, the cook had mixed the noodles, rolled them into long strips, and cut them into thin noodles.

After cooking, take it out and run it through cold water.

Dry the water slightly and add a little oil to prevent it from sticking together.

After doing this, you can put the oil in the pan and start frying!

The hot oil was bubbling, and soon the aroma of Yifu noodles lingered in everyone's nose.

As the chef stirred with chopsticks, the Yifu noodles turned into small dough balls, golden and cute.

Mei Xingyun picked up a piece of dough, threw it into the bowl, and added various condiments that had been prepared.

As soon as the boiling water is washed, the tight dough slowly stretches out.

After trying it, Mei Xingyun commented: "This tastes just like ordinary noodles."

“It’s also very convenient to eat, just boil water and it’s done.”

"If it is used for military rations, wouldn't the soldiers be able to have hot food at any time?"

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly, "It's eggs and fried. Military food is not that good."

According to the work of the Ministry of War, most of the military rations prepared are corn and sweet potatoes.

The most convenient ones are fried noodles, pot cakes and the like.

There is another kind of rice that is similar to instant rice. The rice is cooked and then dried. It can also be brewed with hot water before eating.

Nothing can compare with the cost of Yifu noodles.

"what?"

Mei Xingyun stopped eating the noodles and scratched his head.

Fortunately, he thought he was smart for once, but it turned out he was not.

Zhen Youqian looked away in disgust, not knowing that firewood, rice, oil and salt were expensive, and he was talking about a young man like Mei Xingyun.

Chen Qiu nodded, "If the army uses this as rations, tens of millions of military expenditures will not be enough."

"But..." Chen Qiu curled his lips and smiled.

"After next spring, it will be very suitable to sell it to people who take the imperial examination."

Xie Yuheng pondered for a moment and said: "It can also be in Yizhou, the junction with the tribes in the Western Regions."

"Establish a workshop and sell to the tribes in the Western Region."

"Not only is this product easy to eat, but it can also be stored for half a year in dry places like the Western Regions."

Chen Qiu stopped eating the noodles and looked at Xie Yuheng with tears in his eyes, "Are you willing to hand over this recipe to the imperial court?"

Xie Yuheng nodded, "Why not? Uncle Chen also met just now. It is not difficult to make this thing."

"A skilled cook can tell how he cooks at a glance."

"In addition, there is no rice production in the Western Regions, and the temperature difference between day and night is large, making it difficult to feed chickens and ducks."

"Exporting it to the Western Regions and selling it to wealthy families is also a novelty."

But what Chen Qiu was thinking about was that the Ministry of Revenue had just sent additional wool-harvesting caravans to the Western Regions.

This collection and sale is exactly what Xie Yuheng answered in the palace examination that year...

Daliang sells things to people from the Western Regions, things that are not available locally in the Western Regions.

Due to the large population of Daliang, many local items were collected.

Over a long period of time, cultural penetration can really be achieved, and even assimilation in border areas is not impossible.

It was only Chen Qiu who suggested it to Qinghe Village so that His Majesty could acquire such a talent!

Ignoring the god-like looks from the people around him, Xie Yuheng broke off a piece of dough and put it into his mouth.

The crispiness is not as good as the instant noodles of later generations.

But with Daliang's current industrial level, that's all.

Anyway, we can no longer let Xiao Baga take the essence of the East as his own and confuse history!

I think when I learn about this tomorrow, the little old man from the household department will be so happy that he can't tell the difference between east, west and north.

The kitchen was busy for a while, and the dusk became darker and darker. Chen Qiu moved a basket of dough back to the palace.

In Xie Zhuqing Courtyard, Ruan Xingyu had just finished bathing.

He estimated in his mind the time it would take for Xie Zhuqing to return home.

I also inquired that Xie Yuheng had returned to the main courtyard of Jianglinghou Mansion.

Ruan Xingyu retired after waiting and closed the door. He took out a gauze dress from the closet and put it on inside.

Looking at herself in the mirror, the woman's graceful body dazzles people's eyes.

Where it should be thin, it should be thin, and where it should be big, it should be big.

This is what the old bustard of Hualou in Jiangling City once said, the body shape that men like best.

Ruan Xingyu caressed the face of the woman in the mirror and murmured: "Water flows to lower places, and people go to higher places."

If you want something, you have to work hard for it!

This is what every girl has learned in Xie's Academy Girls' School.

I heard that it originated from the mouth of Marquis Jiangling, and various welfare policies for women in the clan also came from the hands of Marquis Jiangling.

A man who is so kind-hearted and considerate of a woman will certainly be able to understand her sufferings.

Ruan Xingyu smiled charmingly, Xie Zhuqing is an excellent example.

It's a pity that his life experience is not as good as that of Jiangling Marquis, and his family background is also poor.

It’s extremely shabby to have to pick and choose when buying a house.

Xiumuli accompanies her to visit the East Market, and they always go to some cheap shops, which is really embarrassing.

Ruan Xingyu took out an object from the secret compartment of the makeup box, which was an aphrodisiac commonly used in flower houses.

She had been preparing for the Marquis of Jiangling for nearly two years, and finally waited until the boy grew into a man.

Wait a little longer, and Xie Zhuqing should come back. Just after the incident... he can plead for her.

When they were a couple, she knew that Xie Zhuqing was kind-hearted and affectionate, and she only wanted to take care of Xie Zhuqing's face.

If she can save her life, she can first become the concubine of the Hou Mansion and then move up the ranks.

The Marquis of Jiangling is still young and has not yet reached the age to marry a real wife.

Ruan Xingyu couldn't help but be happy when he thought about the wealthy life in the future.

While twisting her hair, she hummed a little tune in a low voice.

But she didn't notice that a little maid who had been rejected by her quietly returned to the courtyard.

Her face was close to the window lattice and she was peeking inside.

This little maid was sent by the Liu family to monitor.

Ever since Xie Mingli became aware of Ruan Xingyu's dirty thoughts.