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When Mo Shaoheng invited the uncle to eat pig-killing rice, the uncle's expression was very strange.

Mo Shaoheng was still puzzled for a while, is there anything strange about this?

Visiting during Chinese New Year is a lively custom in Beiliang.

Besides, he and this uncle knew each other ten years ago, and after they came back, this uncle even helped him make love in front of the saint.

It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with inviting this uncle to eat pig-killing rice during the Chinese New Year.

Mo Shaoheng asked, "I still don't know which aristocratic family in Beiliang my uncle comes from?"

The uncle hesitated for a moment, "You will know when the time comes."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It's kind of mysterious.

Mo Shaoheng still had a lot of things to arrange today, so he said a few words, telling the uncle to come and join in the fun, and then left.

From the shadow of the Hall of Qinzheng, an old man stepped out, "Saint, do you really agree? This..."

The uncle was noncommittal, and said in his heart, it's okay, he should also go and see how the boy named Nan Yi is doing.

Regarding the alliance with Nanli, it is almost time to reach a conclusion.

For some reasons, Prince Nanli, not to mention returning Xunzhou to him, even crazily clamored for Beiliang to hand over Mo Shaoheng, otherwise he would pay a heavier price.

No compromise at all.

Let him have a look, what is a thief calling catch a thief, really shameless.

He lost Xunzhou innocently in Beiliang, and instead of making trouble for Nanli, he was beaten up instead.

That being the case, it is natural to make the opponent pay the price for capturing Xunzhou.

After Mo Shaoheng left the palace, he went to Dongshi to wait.

His little shopkeeper will drive the pigs to Dongshi, where there are butchers who specialize in slaughtering cattle and sheep, and they just let them help kill the pigs.

……

The gate of Liangjing city is now bustling beyond imagination.

There were two hundred small shopkeepers running down the street laughing and chirping, the scene can be imagined.

The festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year came out at once.

Running out of the city gate, the people who drove the pigs from the pasture just arrived.

There were nearly twenty pigs in total.

There are a total of more than a dozen companies participating in the shares. Now that a large number of pigs have been raised, and it is the Chinese New Year, each family must share a pig first to celebrate.

In addition, Mo Shaoheng also bought two pigs at his own expense, just for today's pig-killing meal, and they suppressed a large number of people in the northern palace.

Mo Shaoheng himself was the first order for the business of his own ranch, which is quite strange.

But this is a joint venture and not a single breeding company. He must lead a good lead, otherwise everyone will privately lead a pig from time to time, and his business will be impossible.

Twenty pigs, pulling a long line, were waiting at the city gate to enter the city.

Zhao Jingcheng and other students came to watch the excitement, and their family will also get a pig, and they are also here to drive the pig to Dongshi.

As a result, when he saw the 20-odd pigs, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Where's my fat, white little piggy?"

"What is this?"

God, is this a pig?

The real fat head and big ears, look at that pig's head is so fat, it's the same as the whole one that has been stung by bees, it's too fat, it looks stupid.

Look at those big ears, they almost catch up with the smaller cattail fan.

There are also ridiculously fat and chubby bodies, which make their legs look shorter.

Zhao Jingcheng: "..."

How did his cute little piggy become like this?

Some small animals are very cute when they are young, but once they grow up...

Zhao Jingcheng probably feels this way now.

The people of Liangjing who were watching the excitement around them also rubbed their eyes, and they couldn't believe it.

"This is too fat, what are you eating?"

"I don't know. I've seen other people's pigs, they are only half the size all year round, and they are much thinner."

There was a lot of discussion.

Douzi and the others had already rushed forward, "Let's go, let's go, His Majesty told us to go to Dongshi."

"Haha, this is the pig raised by our son."

"It's too fat."

"The pig has entered the city, everyone give way."

The people around seemed to be integrated into this atmosphere, and while looking at the ridiculously fat pig, they said festive words to each other, full of the joy of the New Year.

Sometimes, this pig is disobedient and goes to the alley next to it.

Dou Zi shrunk his neck, his face crumpled into a ball of laughter, and wanted to go up to pull the pig's tail, but he didn't dare.

The pig is too fat, he is afraid of being kicked.

I had no choice but to run to the side, puffed my cheeks, stomped my little feet and kept shouting, "Be obedient, be obedient."

The neck is crying red.

Seeing people: "..."

A group of small shopkeepers drove twenty big fat pigs, and exclamations came from wherever they passed.

"Are these the pigs that Mo Shaoheng raised?"

"How did you grow up like this?"

The exclamation continued.

A pig weighs about two hundred catties, and walking together is not small.

Go to Dongshi.

Today's Liangjing, the biggest excitement is here.

There were also some people who didn't know why, and asked the little shopkeeper, "What are you doing?"

The little peddler laughed so hard that he could hardly see his eyes, "Your Majesty asked us to drive the pigs to Dongshi, kill them for us to celebrate the New Year."

"The prince said that after a busy year, we should have a good meal during the Chinese New Year. Let us eat well and celebrate."

"Today we are eating pig-killing rice."

Everyone: "..."

The life of these little shopkeepers is really...

Ordinary people are not as happy, happy or satisfied as they are.

A group of small shopkeepers, their feet are jumping when they walk.

The scenery along the way is formed, the most unique scenery in Liangjing, which makes people feel happy after seeing it.

When they arrived at Dongshi, Mo Shaoheng was already waiting there.

Looking at the crowd, he was taken aback for a moment. There were too many people who came to see the butcher, it was so lively.

And then with a smile on his face, this is Chinese New Year.

Seeing Mo Shaoheng, Douzi hurried up, his mouth still breathing white, "My lord, these pigs were disobedient just now and ran around everywhere."

"It took us a lot of effort to get here. Brother Zhaodi even went to pull the pig's ears just now. The pig didn't go away after pulling it. It just lingered on the ground, which is very annoying."

"I stomped my legs beside me for a long time, and I dare not pull the pig's ears."

There were many small accidents on the road.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "Okay, I'll eat more later, so my strength can't be wasted."

Douzi nodded his head with a smile.

Mo Shaoheng also met some acquaintances, even if they were not very familiar, he couldn't help but say, "Happy Chinese New Year."

Lively.

The butcher, who had been prepared a long time ago, also quickly picked up the butcher knife and led the pig to the boiled water.

It was the first time he saw such a fat pig, and he was still muttering, "It's too fat, I can't even press it."

Shouted, "Guys, please help me, this pig is getting fatter, I really can't do anything to it."

It caused a burst of laughter around.

A butcher who has killed livestock all his life can't do anything to a pig.

But all smiles, there are also some strong people who come forward to help.

People around were watching in full swing.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help thinking that in modern times, there is also this custom of slaughtering pigs during the New Year in rural areas. It is even heard that some students even skip class to watch the slaughtering of pigs.

Mo Shaoheng was still thinking at the time, wouldn't it be so good to kill a pig?

Now it seems that no matter adults or children, this atmosphere and excitement is what the picture is about.

The butcher did have some skills, and he didn't cause the pig any pain, so he just cut it off.

Mo Shaoheng hurriedly shouted, "Don't waste the pig's blood."

The butcher and the people around were taken aback.

Someone said, "My lord, this pig's blood is the bloodiest, no one wants it."

They reckoned that the noble children of Mo Shaoheng's family didn't know this.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "The pigs raised in our ranch are different from those raised by others. The blood of the pigs is not bloody. This is a good thing."

"By the way, put some salt in the bucket, and the pig's blood will coagulate well."

Everyone: "..."

Not to mention, when the bucket was brought and the pig's blood was connected, it didn't take long for the pig's blood to coagulate into neat pieces, which looked quite nice.

Everyone was still amazed, they used to feel ashamed of pig's blood, but now it seems that they are not so ashamed, which is also strange.

There are several butchers.

Let Mo Shaoheng see the skills of Pao Ding Jie Niu that could only be seen in books before.

Butcher was a common occupation in ancient times.

In the eyes of modern people, killing sheep and cattle may be somewhat contradictory to some people. After all, they have never seen it in person and can only rely on their imagination.

But for the people in Liangjing, they are used to watching it, so Mo Shaoheng didn't stop the small shopkeepers from watching it, because they haven't seen it before, haven't seen it now, and they will see it in the future.

Such scenes were too common in ancient times, and Mo Shaoheng couldn't instill some modern ideas into them, causing people to have psychological barriers.

In medicine, this is regarded as a conditional psychological disorder, that is, through some psychological hints, people have ideas that they did not have before.

Mo Shaoheng looked at Dou Zi, who was hiding behind Luo Zhaodi, watching the excitement.

After killing a pig, let the butcher untie it, and let the people in the mansion move to Bird Clothes Lane. They arrange the pig slaughtering meal in Bird Clothes Lane because there are so many people.

At this time, Zhao Jingcheng ran over and said, "Move the pig from our mansion to Bird Clothes Lane as well, and our Zhenxi Prince's Mansion will also join in the fun in Bird Clothes Lane."

"My mother said that there are few people in our Zhenxi Palace, so it happens that we don't need to re-arrange, which saves trouble."

His eyes rolled around.

In fact, the real reason is that Zhao Jingcheng heard from Nan Yi just now that they have many dishes for killing pigs today, and he has never heard of them before, and his mouth is watering just thinking about it.

This snack guy really couldn't hold it back, just as his mother was also worrying, the two hundred catties of big fat pigs might not be able to finish eating for a while, what to do with the rest.

Zhao Jingcheng quickly climbed up the pole and made a suggestion.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Jingcheng finished speaking, Zhinan and Zhibei from King Yan's mansion also came over, "My lord, what our master means is that the pig in the mansion can also be sent to Wuyi Lane to do it. It's a family anyway." ..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, he changed his words again, "I want to have fun."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, this is too much trouble, how to deal with it?

In fact, you can make bacon. The bacon is so fragrant and delicious, and it can be stored for a long time.

Mo Shaoheng had thought about it a long time ago, didn't they burn the kang every day now, there can be a lot of bacon on the kang.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, then nodded, that's fine.

Originally, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, so he wanted someone to invite Concubine Tian.

It's all right now, with grandmother, his mother, Concubine Yi of Zhenxi Palace, Concubine Tian and other female relatives gathered together, the female relatives will not be left alone.

Moreover, the weather is cold now, so it is not suitable to set up tables on the street. Just sitting in the food court in Wuyi Lane may be a bit crowded. Now, the food courts in the other two streets of King Yan have also been requisitioned, which is very spacious. very.

Mo Shaoheng did the math, and besides the one pig he got, he bought two more pigs. Now including the one from Zhao Jingcheng's family and Zhao Dina's, there are five pigs in total.

It's enough to eat anyway.

If he couldn't finish eating, he took back the kang bacon and sent it to Zhao Jingcheng and Zhao Di.

In the end, while Mo Shaoheng was settling accounts, Zhao Yanqiu also came over with the same request.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Meat in Beiliang is expensive, and there is usually nothing superfluous. The nobles buy fresh meat, but they have not formed the habit of storing meat on a large scale.

Well, there is another partner.

If there were more, there would not be enough seats in the three streets. After all, there were not many restaurants in the three streets.

At the other students' homes, let them give away what they can't finish, because no one has two relatives.

A total of six pigs moved happily to Bird Clothes Lane.

A group of small shopkeepers also surrounded the guards who moved the pork, and they couldn't stop running, "I'm eating pig meat, I'm eating pig rice."

Lively like never before.

This joy renders the passing streets extra beautiful.

Everyone has a smile on their face.

"Don't tell me, Liangjing is really lively with these little peddlers."

"I see, other cities are not as lively as ours."

"The son of the Mo family is also willing. Look at the pigs, moving them all the way to Wuyi Lane. Although pork is not more expensive than mutton and beef, the pigs are solid, and they are worth a lot of money."

"No, if other mansions are so ostentatiously extravagant, the wind direction officer may directly sue the sage, but the heir of the Mo family is not doing it for himself, he is raising my little beggar in Liangjing."

"Speaking of which, my Liangjing has really changed a lot this year. I don't see little beggars on the street anymore. They all go to work as small shopkeepers with the elder son of the Mo family. Everyone's life is so happy. My Liangjing actually gives people A feeling that there are no more little beggars, which is impossible anywhere."

"I just heard that the pigs raised by the elder sons of the Mo family don't smell fishy at all. I don't know if it's true."

"Heh, even if it was a pig that had a fishy smell in the past, if you went to Wuyi Lane, after turning it into stewed pork, the smell still has the slightest fishy smell. kind."

"Really? I just heard from everyone that the stewed pork is no longer fishy. I haven't tried it yet. I used to buy pork at home, and the taste is really..."

"Oh, then you have to try it, the taste of the stewed meat is absolutely beyond imagination."

At this time, Mo Shaoheng arranged for people to count how many people would come to the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, Zhao Di and Zhao Yanqiu's mansion, so that he could make proper arrangements.

In fact, it means that Mo Shaoheng's own family is a bit larger, and there are more than 200 small shopkeepers alone.

I had to go to the back kitchen to look at it again. Today's dishes did have a lot of new tricks, guaranteed to make people's eyes shine, which they had never eaten before.

Mo Shaoheng was very busy.

A group of small shopkeepers also helped to arrange tables and stools, dishes and chopsticks.

The whole Bird Clothes Lane, even the nearby Tongluo Lane and Zaojiao Lane were too busy to stop.

Mo Shaoheng's busy work was almost in the dark, but fortunately, the arrangement was quite proper, and their Zhenbei Prince's Mansion was considered a big business with sufficient manpower.

The people who should be invited should also be invited. For example, there are quite a few people who often visit at the grandmother's place, so they need to be invited.

Mo Shaoheng thought, if Concubine Tian was invited, then the eldest princess must also send an invitation.

Grandma is also very happy today. How long has it been since their Zhenbei Palace was so lively?

It's been 20 years.

This Liangjing, how many people are afraid that they have forgotten that their Zhenbei Palace is also the top nobleman in Beiliang.

Mo Shaoheng also kept an eye on the time, Zhao Jingcheng, Zhao Di, and people from Zhao Yanqiu's residence should also be here.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Shaoheng was greeted to be seated, because it gets dark early in winter, and if there is a delay in serving dishes, he might not be able to eat until around 04:30.

A group of small shopkeepers were also called to sit on the table.

Each of them opened their mouths, revealing a group of small white teeth.

"Today is also very happy."

"I've never been so happy before. It's a great New Year. It would be great if I celebrate the New Year every day."

A child's dream is not to look forward to the New Year.

Play well, play well, eat well.

At this time, the person who served the dishes began to serve table by table with food trays.

As soon as he came up, he opened his mouth and sang, "Mei Cai and meat are here!"

The lively crowd: "..."

what's the situation?

The person who served the dishes put a bowl on the table with a smile.

Pork with pickled vegetables?

Haven't heard of it?

Looking into the bowl, the upside-down meat was cut into pieces of uniform size. The sauce-colored meat on the top looked particularly appetizing, and there seemed to be vegetables underneath.

Before he could react, another person who served cloth vegetables yelled, "The steamed pork ribs are here!"

The dishes are not served one by one, but in a row, so that a complete table of dishes can be served as quickly as possible, and it is not easy to confuse.

The steamed pork ribs are made of corn flour, which looks yellow and rusty, and it is also very beautiful.

Everyone was inexplicably surprised, it was another dish that had never been seen before, and it looked delicious.

It's just that the surprise hasn't fallen yet.

It was the sound of cloth vegetables one after another.

"Here comes the sanded pork!"

"The stewed pig's trotters are here!"

"The braised pork is here!"

"Green pepper stir-fried pork is here!"

"Here comes the pork head!"

"Pig blood..."

One after another.

Leng is not a repeat of the dishes.

Until the table is full of tables, even bowls are stacked on top of bowls, because they can't be placed.

Even Zhao Jingcheng, Zhao Di, Zhao Yanqiu and others were stunned.

None of the dishes they had ever seen before.

The dishes on this table also look a little too rich.

For Mo Shaoheng, this is just an ordinary Chinese New Year dish, nothing more than normal.

But for those who have never eaten these dishes, the feeling is completely different.

The surprise, the surprise, the surprise is indescribable.

They originally thought that it was a lively gathering of everyone for a new year.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shaoheng gave them such a big surprise.

Grandmother and Mrs. Yong'an also looked at it for a while. Others asked, Zhenbei Palace usually eats such strange dishes. They didn't know how to answer, so they responded with smiles.

Mo Shaoheng also thought in his heart that pork is full of treasures.

He also just took the opportunity to advertise his pigs, so that they can be sold for money in the future. I believe that after this meal, all participants will not be able to talk about it to others after returning home.

A group of small shopkeepers opened their mouths wide as they looked at the table full of dishes.

Oh my goodness, the Chinese New Year is too good.

The prince said that they had worked hard for a year, so no matter what, they should have enough food during the Chinese New Year.

But they never thought of such abundance.

Quickly wiped the saliva from the little mouth, they can't embarrass the prince, and now they are not the only people from the Zhenbei Palace.

Luo Zhaodi said in a low voice, "Just now, Shizi asked a dish to taste."

"Otherwise, if you eat too fast, you won't be able to eat the next dishes when your stomach is full."

Douzi laughed heartily, "Try one dish, or you won't be able to eat the next dish if you're too full. If someone asks me what this dish tastes like, if I don't taste it because I'm too full, I don't know how to tell you." Others listen."

It's kind of weird to worry about for a day.

This meal is also rich in Beiliang. It is once a year. It is a rare Chinese New Year, so don't think about extra problems.

Mo Shaoheng, Zhao Di, and Mo Shaoheng's students sat in a large wing room.

When these students heard Nan Yi say a few dishes about their pig-killing rice today, they couldn't bear it anymore, so they naturally ran over.

This was also expected by Mo Shaoheng.

After serving the dishes, Mo Shaoheng kept looking outside.

Zhao Di said, "But who hasn't invited yet?"

Mo Shaoheng nodded, "I also invited an uncle, and the agreed time should have arrived."

Everyone: "..."

Uncle?

What kind of strange person did Mo Shaoheng make friends with?

Mo Shaoheng was about to say, waiting while eating, you can't keep everyone waiting.

At this time, an old man in casual clothes came in, "My lord, our master has come as promised, there are too many people downstairs, please welcome me, my lord, so as not to cause a commotion."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

make the fur fly?

what does it mean?

It is only natural for him to hold a banquet in the northern palace, even if the princes and nobles come.

Moreover, he looked at the old man who came in, why did the small steps look so familiar when he was walking.

Mo Shaoheng said, "I'll go and have a look first."

Mo Shaoheng went downstairs, there was a carriage parked outside the restaurant, and several people followed around the carriage.

Mo Shaoheng's heart suddenly shrank, and he instinctively curled his fingers into a gesture of playing the piano, but found that he didn't bring the piano now.

He was a rare inner strength master in the world, but the people around the carriage gave him an unimaginable sense of oppression.

These few people are probably the top experts in the world.

Even, the old man driving the carriage, he couldn't feel the existence of the other party. He had only felt this kind of feeling in the Qin Sheng Liu Guichen and Xuandu Guanzhu.

Who is this uncle?

However, the surprise was only fleeting. To be able to frequent Qinzheng Palace, he must be an important minister of Beiliang. In this Liangjing city, there is no need to be too wary.

Mo Shaoheng's thoughts quickly passed from his mind, is he one of the three masters, three phases, three companies and three Sima in Beiliang?

But age is not accepted.

Mo Shaoheng stepped forward, and the uncle also got out of the carriage.

Dressed in casual clothes, he looked like an ordinary uncle next door.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, whoever he was, he was the one who invited us to eat pig-killing rice for the Chinese New Year today.

He is not a snobby eye, because the identity of the other party is different.

He said, "Uncle, it's just in time. We're about to start. I was thinking, Uncle won't be delayed because of something." Several people around the carriage trembled.

The uncle said, "It was indeed delayed for a while, but it just happened to be a coincidence. Let's lead the way."

Mo Shaoheng nodded, "Please."

Several people went upstairs, and Mo Shaoheng said as he walked, "Uncle must be a well-informed person, but this time, I am afraid that I have never eaten the dishes of killing pigs."

The few people around laughed, they haven't seen any kind of dishes in the saints, and Mo Shaoheng is really good at bragging.

Into the wing.

In the wing room, he was waiting happily.

As a result, Zhao Di and Zhao Yanqiu stood up suddenly.

A group of students were also taken aback, what's wrong?

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

what happened?

Zhao Di has always been a coffin face, and the market is almost calling Zhao Di some kind of person who kills six emotions and seven desires.

And Zhao Yanqiu, this guy has always been very arrogant and doesn't take anyone seriously.

Moreover, as a prince, he is born with the most noble status in the world. Even if the three masters, three relatives, three companies and three Sima are present, they will only return the gift if the other party salutes first.

This is etiquette, and it is also the difference between monarchs and ministers.

but now……

Mo Shaoheng trembled in his heart.

Something poked hard on his nerves, like a layer of window paper being poked hard by fingers.

The uncle seemed not at all surprised that Zhao Di and Zhao Yanqiu were here, he just said plainly, "It's just a lively meal, sit down."

Zhao Di and Zhao Yanqiu looked at each other, what happened to Mo Shaoheng?

Mo Shaoheng also fixed his eyes on Zhao Di and Zhao Yanqiu.

I saw that the uncle asked them to sit down, but they didn't sit down, but waited for the uncle to sit down before taking their seats.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Can't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Some small details can often expose many problems.

He used to always think that this uncle was just like the uncle next door, and he was also preconceived, and it was also because every time he saw this uncle, he was alone, and he really couldn't tell anything from the reactions of other people.

In addition, the image of the uncle, the majestic and unquestionable temperament behind the bead curtain, and even the voice are too different.

That's why he mistakenly thought he was an important minister of Beiliang.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help but smile wryly, it's over, he talked nonsense a lot in front of this uncle.

Even ten years ago, when I was still a little Douding, I had already danced in front of the other party, doing my best, and thinking I was smart.

In the end, Mo Shaoheng looked at Nan Yi, and glanced at the uncle as his final confirmation.

Nan Yi was slightly taken aback, but actually understood the meaning in Mo Shaoheng's eyes, and nodded.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Almost cried out without a sound.

I knew he was doing better.

He still remembers that when he was a child, he ran to hang shoulders with others, looking like a peer.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

The tears of regret almost didn't cover it.

At this time, Zhao Jingcheng suddenly said carelessly, "Teacher, is he the uncle you are waiting for?"

"Uncle, you are late and you have to drink as a fine. This is what I see when others are late."

Quiet.

Silent.

Zhao Jingcheng scratched his head, "What's wrong? Why aren't you talking?"

Mo Shaoheng coughed, Amitabha, it's a sin, Zhao Jingcheng can't stop him if he wants to stand in front of the bullet hole.

As a student, share some of his sins with him, that's... also good.

Zhao Jingcheng was still there and said, "Uncle, it's fine if you don't drink. I'll recommend a dish for you. You have to eat two chopsticks anyway."

Then he smiled and pointed to a dish, "This is the dish, steamed fat intestines with powder."

"Haha, uncle, you must not know what this dish is made of, but I can see it clearly by standing by."

Mo Shaoheng probably understood, what is the truth that if you don't die, you won't die.

Zhao Jingcheng was about to announce loudly when Zhao Yanqiu covered his mouth.

Mouth humming, eyes blinking, what's wrong?

The saint's face was relaxed, even with a smile on his face. After Mo Shaoheng sat down, he looked at Zhao Jingcheng, "Are you the youngest son of King Zhenxi?"

"When you first came to Beijing, I also took a look at you, but you were still young at that time, so I probably don't remember."

Zhao Jingcheng pushed Zhao Yanqiu's hand away, "Huh?"

Then he tilted his head and looked at the other party carefully, "I know all the officials in Beiliang, and even the saint my mother said I met when I was young, why don't I have any impression of uncle?"

Mo Shaoheng immediately wanted to cover his face.

He hurriedly said, "Today's Chinese New Year is supposed to be a celebration, and everyone is waiting for the banquet."

Then he said to the saint, "You see?"

The saint nodded.

Only then did Mo Shaoheng order someone to notify.

Only one sound was heard, "The feast has begun" spread far and wide, and it was very festive.

The banquet officially started, even if Mo Shaoheng and the others were sitting in the wing room on the second floor, they could still hear the voices of joy downstairs.

The sage glanced at the dining table, and was taken aback for a moment. The dishes on this big table were not well-known, and finally said, "It's rich."

Without Mo Shaoheng answering the question, Zhao Jingcheng waited one by one and said happily, "This is a pig raised on our ranch."

"Uncle, you haven't seen how fat our pigs are. Along the way just now, the common people came out to watch the fun and rubbed their eyes."

"Uncle, come, come, taste the pigs raised on our ranch, eat some pork with sand!"

The pigs in Amway's own ranch, these youngsters are very hardworking, there is no way, no matter how you look at it, the uncle is not a shareholder here.

Even Zhao Yuning secretly pointed to "stewed pig's trotters", and he also wanted to be safe and happy.

Zhao Jingcheng kept trying to die today, trying to save his steamed fat intestines.

Mo Shaoheng kept giving him winks.

Zhao Jingcheng: "...What's the matter? It's really delicious."

"Uncle, I'll grab a piece for you."

Seeing that the sage really put the steamed sausage that Zhao Jingcheng had picked up with his serving chopsticks into his mouth.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

He felt that he still had to explain, otherwise, when Zhao Jingcheng returned home, several buckets of tears would flow down his face, and his ass would be blown open.

Mo Shaoheng said, "This pig is full of treasures, and it is an omnivorous animal. It eats grass for a living. It grows fat and big, so it is easy to raise."

"For me in Beiliang, it is no less than the auspiciousness that improves people's livelihood."

"The price of pigs is far lower than that of cattle, and the breeding capacity is also large. If it is widely promoted, the lives of the people in Beiliang will be much better."

"People's homes are not as spacious as pastures, but a simple pigsty for each family is fine."

"In the past, pork was fishy and pigs didn't grow up big. Now these problems have been solved..."

The sage was also amazed that the table was all made of pork, and the ways to eat pork were so rich.

And when you eat it in your mouth, it really doesn't smell fishy at all, but it tastes no less than any beef and mutton.

I couldn't help thinking of what Zhao Jingcheng said just now, their pigs are big and fat, and asked, "How big can the pigs grow now?"

Mo Shaoheng replied, "A head weighs about 200 catties."

The sage was obviously stunned for a moment, because it was so unbelievable, and he looked at Zhao Di.

Zhao Di nodded, "It's not a special case, but after using... the secret of raising pigs, every pig is almost the same."

He naturally also saw the value of raising pigs.

It is difficult to breed cattle and sheep, and it is also difficult to raise them, resulting in high prices, which the common people cannot afford.

But pigs are different.

It is really possible for Beiliang to bring people's lives to a higher level, as long as people are not lazy.

Mo Shaoheng said, "There are still too few piglets in Beiliang that can be used for breeding. Our pasture alone has almost bought all the piglets around."

"It will take some time to raise them in every household."

"However, when our ranch expands and we raise more pigs, we can sell the piglets to the outside world."

The sage took a look at Mo Shaoheng, and bought all the piglets in the vicinity, which turned into a unique business.

But he didn't say anything. After all, it doesn't matter whoever does this thing that benefits the people, and the benefits will eventually fall on the people.

The sage nodded, "It's good for the common people to eat meat."

Zhao Jingcheng looked at Mo Shaoheng, Zhao Di, and Zhao Yanqiu for a while, and the saint for a while.

what happened?

He also knows what kind of temper Zhao Di with the ice cube face is, but now... in front of this uncle, he will answer seriously if he asks a question.

Never seen ice cube face like this.

Who is this uncle?

Zhao Jingcheng's gaze was so hot that the saint couldn't help but take a look, "What do you want to say?"

Zhao Jingcheng: "I think Uncle must be a very powerful official."

"You don't even know that King Yan never pays attention to people. Our teacher said that King Yan is a lump of ice, so cold that people swish."

"But King Yan said a lot today."

Zhao Di glanced at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng watched and cared, he was telling the truth.

The corner of the saint's mouth rose, "Then what kind of official do you think I should be?"

Zhao Jingcheng frowned, "I'm still thinking about it."

"I think my three masters, three ministers, three masters and three Sima in Beiliang can't let King Yan do this. I'm afraid this official is not small."

"Who else is older than these officials?"

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, sure enough, the nobles from aristocratic families are not idiots, and they can guess something through some signs.

The saint didn't seem to care, and said, "Then think again."

Zhao Jingcheng looked at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng glanced up to the sky, and if he didn't give the baby a hint, he would dare to say anything without restraint, and dare to give the saint Amway a big belly.

Zhao Jingcheng scratched his forehead, what do you mean?

He picked up a piece of meat and was about to put it in the bowl. He had to taste every dish, but just caught in the air, the whole person suddenly froze, as if under a fixed spell.

Putting the chopsticks away behind him, the whole person shrank into a ball, and his head was almost covered under the table.

The sage asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhao Jingcheng: "Am I going to die soon?"

"Is this my last meal?"

"I was still thinking, such a delicious meal, I will eat every meal in the future."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, now he knows he's afraid, just now he was screaming happily.

The saint said for a while, "What kind of dish did you recommend just now? It's not bad."

It was a word of comfort, but Zhao Jingcheng burst into tears.

Tears of regret pattered.

Next to him, Fan Shen and a few other students continued to poke Zhao Jingcheng, "Who is this uncle? It seems to scare you."

The usual Zhao Jingcheng is really fearless, he will provoke everything.

Zhao Jingcheng whispered, "Saint."

The saint didn't let anyone stop him. Of course, the news must not spread out of this box, otherwise there will be chaos.

Several people didn't hear clearly, "Who?"

Zhao Jingcheng burst into tears, and suddenly looked at the sage obediently, "Sage, is it too late for me to plead guilty? I heard Nan Yi tell me a story about a person who made a mistake, as long as he carries a stick on his back to admit his mistake, he will be fine." can be forgiven."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Nan Yitian told these teenagers some stories he had told before.

The sage said, "There are no rulers and ministers today, just come to have a New Year's meal."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

oh oh oh.

If you invite yourself, the saint will come.

He is still a little dazed.

At this time, the saint changed the topic, "Why didn't you see the recent particularly lively Battle of the Three Streets?"

Mo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, and quickly asked someone to arrange it.

Mo Shaoheng said, "The Battle of the Three Streets is now in its fourth season, and it will be the annual finals in a while. Now the champion of the previous three seasons has been decided, that is, the winner..."

Zhao Yanqiu has already walked out, he is a member of the prince team, the winning team in the first season, the saint wants to see, naturally