Da Jin

Zhou Fuli was thinking about how to deal with the crowd that was about to arrive, no matter what, his fake bumping into a pillar couldn't be seen by others.

But those imperial doctors and officials who heard the news, if they don't let them see, they probably won't give up.

There are also scholars who come to participate in Chunwei, especially those from Jinling Bailu Academy, who may still have letters from his former teachers in their hands, so they cannot refuse at all.

It's a good idea to calculate.

Zhou Fuli gritted his teeth, since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well make a unified arrangement.

Ask Zhimo to inform his parents, "Go back to the mansion tomorrow, and ask the concierge to notify all the people who come to visit, three days later..."

Three days will at least allow him to prepare in advance and be prepared. Of course, it is definitely not possible to meet directly, because it is too easy to be exposed.

……

On the second day, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Lin returned to Luoyang early in the morning to inform the mansion of Zhou Fuli's decision.

Zhou Fuli also got up early to think about the matter of hatching ducks. It is a life-threatening difficulty, and neither side can relax.

Uncle Zhang was not there, so he found some tools in the woodshed and sealed the windows of the woodshed. It was a bit ugly but the effect was the same, it could block the light.

Then I went to move the baskets of duck eggs under the bed in the room to the woodshed.

The nest for hatching eggs is actually a cage for chickens, with hay spread inside, and then the eggs are spread on the hay, and the chickens are placed on it.

Zhou Fuli called Zhimo to this matter, and from now on, he had to release the old hen out of the cage to feed it every day. In order not to expose the sudden "bigger" of the duck eggs, they still had to do it.

It is worth mentioning that the children at the foot of the mountain were waiting at the gate of the courtyard early in the morning. They did not forget that Zhou Fuli asked them to continue to exchange locusts for steamed buns yesterday.

Zhou Fuli simply asked a few children to help make the nest, it was not a tiring thing anyway.

"Why are these eggs one big and one small? Wouldn't it be a loss to buy a small one?"

He is quite young, so he has a lot of things to worry about every day. He is a child of a poor family, and he knows how to live.

While talking, they peeked at Zhou Fuli with a smile. They felt very kind to the person who gave them food, and this brother was so good-looking, they couldn't help but want to get closer.

They usually eat five to six cents full, and it is uncomfortable to be hungry. Although they are young, they also know how to be grateful, so they are very happy to be able to help.

There were a few children to help, and the house was made very quickly. If Zhou Fuli was alone, it would probably take the afternoon.

After making their nests, the children went to catch locusts with nets. Today they brought their own bamboo baskets and hung them on their waists. Yesterday they had a big basket. It was troublesome to run back and forth. Now they caught Locusts can be thrown directly into the small basket.

Bamboo baskets hanging on the waist, nets in the hands, a strange insect-catching team.

Zhou Fuli was thinking about getting something to eat, and these children helped him, so he had to treat him no matter what.

Especially looking at these children who are much thinner than Zhimogan, it always makes people feel a little sad.

In ancient times, in a special era, it was not just talk that the road had frozen bones. They were never rich in the Jin Dynasty.

In fact, children like steamed buns also like to eat steamed buns, but after Zhou Fuli ate one or two meals of steamed buns, he felt that there was no taste. Maybe it had something to do with the awakening of his main soul, and the taste of his previous life became clearer.

Maybe he wants to make a big meal today to improve the lives of these children, and reward himself.

Walking into the kitchen, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Lin went to Luoyang yesterday, and there happened to be someone in the mansion to help deliver the goods, so they brought some daily necessities with them, otherwise there was no need to send a carriage to the mansion.

You can't buy anything in the countryside, so it's impossible for them to let Zhou Fuli eat cakes all the time. Although their Taifu's residence is frugal, it's not to that extent.

Zhou Fuli took a look and saw some small red fruits like goji berries, which were all dried.

This is dogwood, right?Picked up one and tasted it, it was really spicy.

His eyes couldn't help but move, it can be used instead of chili peppers, he also has chili peppers in his truck, but it's too obtrusive to just take them out, but it can be mixed in the dogwood so that people can't notice it.

In fact, there is no need to be so careful. When the time comes, the spices will be finely ground, and no one will be able to see the raw materials.

Zhou Fuli thought in his heart, try making a big pot of skewers, children like it the most, and thinking of skewers, even he himself can't help being a little greedy.

Just like that, Zhou Fuli started to make a mess. Of course, on the surface, the main ingredient of this pot is cornel.

Zhou Fuli sorted out the existing spices, and took out the necessary spices from the truck space.

When processing spices, such as peppers, the seeds are left as seeds.

The slaughtered meat was broken and poured into the pot, while the bottom material was boiled, Zhou Fuli was also cutting bamboo sticks, and skewered, of course, it must be skewered to be authentic.

Zhou Fuli used to help the professor set up the farm, and it is impossible to buy some small props that the farm sometimes uses online, so he has to make it himself, so his hands-on ability is quite strong.

Zhou Fuli boiled the base material in the pot, and the aroma of the base material can be described as "Xiang Piao Ten Li", although it is a bit exaggerated, but cooking such a pot on the street, you can definitely smell the aroma at the end of the street.

By the time he threw the skewered ingredients into the pot, it was almost noon.

There is no way to use a pot to hold the skewers. It is impossible to eat around the pot in the kitchen, although it is more atmospheric to surround them.

Walking into the yard with the basin in hand, Zhou Fuli couldn't help being taken aback. A row of children were standing there, drooling with greed.

They have smelled the fragrance from a long distance, it is so fragrant, they have never smelled such a greedy smell.

But I'm a little embarrassed, they didn't stand in other people's yards when they smelled the smell, they just came back from catching locusts, coincidentally.

"We...we caught a lot of locusts today."

The small bamboo baskets around their waists are half the size of bamboo baskets.

The business of the bug hunting team is getting more and more proficient.

Zhou Fuli smiled in his heart, this string was originally prepared for these children.

Simply put it on the stone table under the big elm tree in the yard.

It's so interesting to eat together in the sunny yard. Zhou Fuli thinks it's more enjoyable than staying in the house to eat, so he is really not suitable to be a meticulous saint.

He waved to some awkward children, "There are no steamed buns today, you can exchange the locusts you caught for this skewer."

"ah?"

A group of children were so happy that they chirped, "Really...really?"

Then there was a circle around the edge of the stone table.

Waiting to be fed, very cute.

Zhou Fuli thought he could start eating, but something unexpected happened.

A little fat man suddenly rushed in at the gate of the yard, followed by a dozen old women.

Zhou Fuli couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw it. Isn't this the little emperor's companion, the youngest son of Prince Zong, that little fat guy Sima Hehua?She looks chubby, so fat at such a young age, which is worrying just looking at her.

There is a reason why Sima Hehua came here. He was sent by the little emperor Sima Yu. He said that there was something wrong with Pai, and he should have been threatened to force him to be a small assistant.

Sima Yu had a hard time these two days. Every day he had to face the old emperor's accusations and the expressionless eyes of a group of ministers who didn't agree with him, because up to now, in the eyes of others, he was hiding Zhou Fuli's collision. The truth about the pillars.

Moreover, after the joke of Zhou Fuli's two puppies bumping into a pillar spread among the people, some people have secretly called him the "Dog Emperor" in private.

It was really miserable.

Sima Yu himself is also a little mentally ill, and every day when he sleeps, there will be shocking blood in his mind.

In addition, the imperial doctor sent there also failed to send back an accurate message, if Zhou Fuli really died, wouldn't it be because of him.

So, he threatened the little fat man Sima Hehua in a corner, and asked him to inquire about the news.

As soon as Sima Hehua saw Zhou Fuli, he ran into the courtyard, "Teacher Taifu, I'm here to see you."

Excited.

This guy is usually educated, but he just likes Zhou Fuli very much.

Hey, Sima Yu chose the wrong target for instigating rebellion.

Surprised, Zhou Fuli had no choice but to start making arrangements. Everyone came, and he couldn't drive the dignified son away.

But before that, these old women must be screened out first, lest they go back and talk nonsense.

The old mothers frowned a little. Besides Zhou Fuli, there were actually several country children in coarse linen clothes in the yard. The dignified prince's son, how could he be with a group of wild children in the country...

Just as he was about to enter the yard, he saw Zhou Fuli's eyes swept over him vaguely.

Even the officials in the court would subconsciously tremble when Zhou Fuli glanced at them, fearing that they might be disrespectful.

Don't look at Zhou Fuli's very easy-going appearance these two days, but when he deliberately controls his muscles to maintain that calm expression, he is that little sage in the literary world, the dogma of the entire Dajin scholar.

Those old ladies saluted reflexively, "We'll stay outside, if the little sage has something to call for."

Zhou Fuli hummed and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't feel comfortable keeping himself in the state of a saint who restrained himself.

Sima Hehua is a foodie, his eyes have long been on the pot of skewers, and he didn't even blink, it's steaming hot, and the taste is too fragrant.

Zhou Fuli smiled in his heart, he found the reason why Sima Hehua was so fat, he was greedy.

Without further ado, Zhou Fuli began to show how to eat this drool-worthy skewer. He picked up a bamboo skewer, took a bite and rolled it down gracefully. With some soup, it tastes really good.

Others followed suit.

The skewers just came out of the pot, and they were still a little hot.

Zhimo eats food in small mouthfuls, and when he puts it in his mouth, he is taken aback for a moment, his mouth is warm, and then all kinds of aromas are mixed together, the taste is layer by layer, which is too good Eat it, he doesn't even know how to describe this taste, because he has never tasted such a delicious taste before.

It is not unreasonable that skewers are popular food, even in modern times, both adults and children like them.

Even Zhimo couldn't help speeding up.

Not to mention the little fat man, he is a foodie, compared to Zhimo who eats in small bites, he can't wait to eat a bowl at a time, their Prince's Mansion doesn't have such delicious food.

The other children are similar, this is too delicious, they thought yesterday's steamed buns were their favorite, but today's stuff called Chuan Chuan is so delicious.

No time to talk after eating.

Not long after, they all ate until they blushed, made a hissing sound, and kept sticking out their little tongues, but they still couldn't help but want to eat.

Eating skewers is enough, and the whole body is refreshed from the inside out.

In fact, this pot of skewers is only mildly spicy. Considering the spicy tolerance of these children, a lot of peppers were omitted. If Zhou Fuli himself, he could put in a lot more.

Zhou Fuli went to scald another pot, which were all vegetarian dishes, and it was very simple to make, but there were not enough bamboo sticks, so they could only be used as boiled vegetables, and there was enough base material in the pot, so there was no need to add more ingredients.

After finishing the prepared dishes, the children touched their swollen bellies in embarrassment. Before they knew it, they ate so much. The locusts they caught couldn't be exchanged for so much food, right?They have to work harder in the afternoon.

Zhou Fuli smiled in his heart. In fact, he didn't care if these children caught enough locusts, he had to feed them no matter what.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Lin brought back a lot of food this time, enough to last for a while.

A few children rolled up their sleeves, picked up their nets and geared up. They had to catch more locusts, otherwise they would be disgusted if they were so edible.

Children's minds are always strange.

In the afternoon, Zhou Fuli didn't care much about Sima Hehua anymore, and went wherever he liked.

This little fat man is also a heartless self-professional, and he ran around with a few children to catch locusts.

This made a group of old mothers anxious, but this little fat man was obedient in front of Zhou Fuli, because Zhou Fuli had accumulated power for a long time, and no one could be more stubborn than him in front of other people.

It is estimated that it is the inheritance of the Sima royal family?To be honest, Sima Yu is such an adult, he is so stubborn that he fights against him every day.

Anyway, a group of old women were chasing after him, and he ran very happily in front, and he didn't even hear the words coaxing him.

In fact, for such a fat child, as long as he doesn't catch a cold, it's good to exercise more. Sima Hehua is so fat, there is no reason for these old mothers to take care of him too much.

Zhou Fuli stayed in the room in the afternoon, thinking about how to deal with the crowd who came three days later.

He has to include any possible situation in the plan, and the current situation cannot allow him to make any mistakes.

When he walked out of the room refreshed, the sunset glow appeared in the sky, even Uncle Zhang and Aunt Lin had returned, and Zhimo also quietly waited outside the door with his little milk dog in his arms.

Zhou Fuli looked at Sima Hehua among the children who were drying the locusts.

Forgot the time?It is estimated that I will not be able to return to Luoyang now.

Zhou Fuli looked at the sky, he had no choice but to arrange for the little fat man, and said to Zhimo, "Let your father ride a horse to the Prince's Mansion in Luoyang, and say that the son will stay here tonight."

He always informs others through Zhimo, and the problem of his big tongue will not be solved for a while.

If one person is fast, he may be able to catch up with the Guancheng Gate, even if he can't catch up, there is no problem in letting the clan's prince's residence be notified.

After those old women heard the news, the anxiety on their faces also relaxed. If no one went back to report the news, they didn't come back all night with their sons, and they didn't know what would happen.

They are usually not the only ones who go out, there are also guards. Today, for some reason, the man in the palace secretly arranged for the prince to come here, and he just pushed the others away. They followed without even notifying the mansion. coming.

Zhou Fuli asked Mrs. Lin to arrange the little fat man's residence.

Although it was an accident that Xiao Shizi didn't leave, it was just a small accident, and Zhou Fuli didn't take it to heart.

Sima Hehua was clever, so he didn't leave, he wanted to stay and eat skewers, their Prince's Mansion didn't have such delicious food.

In the evening, as he wished, he ate another skewered meal.

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The next day, Sima Hehua was sent back to Luoyang, because he still had to go to the palace to study with him, and there was no delay.

The little fat man walked towards the palace with a food box, which was prepared by Zhou Fuli for him to eat for breakfast on the way back, but unfortunately the car was too bumpy, so he didn't have time to eat it.

Inside the food box were skewers that Sima Hehua strongly requested to fill for him, and they were also skewered with bamboo sticks and topped with seasoning.

As soon as the little fat man entered the palace, he couldn't wait for someone to give him hot skewers.

At this time, Sima Yu and a group of companions also walked into Zhiqin Hall one after another.