After the salted fish is married

reward

Although it's not time for lunch, who can refuse such a big plate of delicious chicken?The free-range roosters were digging and eating on the ground an hour ago, but now they have turned into fragrant chicken nuggets.At first glance, the chicken is brown-red, the potatoes are dark yellow, and the green and red peppers dotted in it make the whole dish colorful and attractive.

The delicious smell wafted over, and Yan Xining couldn't help but look at Ji Song: "Shall we... eat now?"

Ji Song gave Yan Xining an affirmative answer: "Eat." Old Zhang's family would only make this dish of chicken when distinguished guests came. The more guests ate and the cleaner they were, the happier Lao Zhang and his wife would be.

So Yan Xining and the others sat around the stone table, Aunt Zhang handed over the clean chopsticks, and she clasped her hands together and said something to Yan Xining.Although Aunt Zhang is half of Chu Liao blood, she doesn't speak Chu Liao very well, so Lao Zhang translated: "Princess, my wife wants you to eat more."

In fact, Aunt Zhang even praised Yan Xining, saying that he looks good.But Lao Zhang felt that it was inconvenient to praise the man's appearance, so he ignored this part.But Ji Song, who understands the language of the Qiang people, understood Aunt Zhang's words, and looked at Yan Xining tenderly, "Let's eat."

Strange to say, Ji Song really thought he was good-looking when he first met Aning.However, after getting along for this period of time, he ignored Ah Ning's appearance instead.If he is asked to draw Aning's appearance now, he may be a little distressed.But if Ah Ning is placed in the crowd, he can recognize even a back view at first sight.

It has been a long time since Yan Xining had a big plate chicken. With his rich experience in eating chicken, he can tell at a glance that the big plate chicken in front of him is very authentic.Ji Song sandwiched a piece of chicken leg meat in Yan Xining's bowl, and the chicken skin would shrink after frying.Golden crackers are fried on the oily chicken skin, and you can know how delicious it is without putting it in your mouth.

Take a bite, the seemingly tight chicken skin is soft and waxy, the meat under the skin is fragrant and chewy, and the aroma of the chicken fills the whole mouth after a few rough chews.Yan Xining ate a lot of chickens after crossing. He also raised chickens in Wenzhangyuan, but the chickens he ate were all young chickens. He came to Liangzhou before the chickens he raised had grown up.

Small tender chickens and big cocks are completely different in taste and taste. The satisfaction brought by free-range big cocks cannot be described in words.Yan Xining took several mouthfuls before he gnawed away all the meat around the chicken bone. The taste was exactly the same as the home-raised chicken he ate when he was a child.

Because it was her own chicken, Aunt Zhang was reluctant to waste any part, so she put all the chicken's internal organs into a bowl.Yan Xining was very lucky, he picked up a crispy chicken gizzard with his first chopsticks: "Great, there are chicken gizzards!"

The taste of chicken gizzards is somewhat different from that of duck gizzards. Chicken gizzards are more tender and delicate, crispy and fragrant in the mouth, and full of fragrance after chewing.The chicken gizzard is stained with the taste of the soup, and it is so delicious that you can't stop it.

Seeing that Yan Xining was interested in chicken gizzards, Ji Song swept around the big chicken bowl, picked up another piece of chicken gizzard and put it in Ah Ning's bowl: "This."

Seeing that the coach and the concubine had a good relationship, the smile on Lao Zhang's face never stopped.When Ji Song joined Chi Ling's army, Lao Zhang was ordered to take him with him.Hearing that Ji Song likes men, Lao Zhang has been thinking about what kind of man can catch Ji Song's eyes.

Seeing Yan Xining now, Lao Zhang understood that the coach likes gentle people.Not to mention, Concubine Rong is a nice person, she looks like a good girl at first sight.Lao Zhang's smile deepened: "Is the princess still used to the food from the people in the mountains?"

Hearing this, Yan Ke was delighted: "You don't know, do you? The princess cooks very well. With him in the palace, the brothers all gain weight."

Ji Song touched his stomach with some melancholy: "Yeah, since I ate the food made by Aning, my abdominal muscles have almost returned to one." Everyone laughed so hard that they almost turned over.

There was one part of the chicken that Yan Xining wanted to eat the most. Seeing that Ji Song and the others had no chopsticks, Yan Xining said embarrassedly: "Can I have the chicken head?"

In modern times, many people think that the brains of poultry are not clean, so they discard their heads when handling poultry.But in Yan Xining's opinion, poultry heads are too delicious.Whether it's a chicken head, a duck head or a goose head, the ball of brains in the head is so delicious.

Especially the rooster, the big rooster will grow a big crown on the forehead, and it tastes fat and tender, not to mention the taste.In fact, as soon as the large plate of chicken was served, he saw the big head on the plate, and after confirming that no one was picking it up, Yan Xining put his chopsticks on the chicken head.

The heavy chicken head weighs three or four taels, and it is very domineering when placed in a bowl.Yan Xining separated the cockscomb from the skull as soon as he picked it up with his chopsticks. The large piece of cockscomb was dangling on the chopsticks, and those who didn't have the guts would not dare to eat it.

Ji Song has never eaten chicken heads, and he thinks chicken heads are decorations.Although Yan Xining had made stewed meat pots before, most of the parts he used were the neck, wingtips and claws, and the few duck heads were picked up by Ye Linfeng.

Seeing Yan Xining eating the chicken head so proficiently, Ji Song couldn't help but take a few more glances.Yan Xining sensitively caught Ji Song's curious eyes. He looked at the cockscomb on the tip of the chopsticks, then divided the cockscomb into two and put half into Ji Song's bowl: "Do you dare to try the taste of the cockscomb?"

Ji Song frowned, he had seen the brains of the enemies on the battlefield, let alone a cockscomb?

When he picked up the cockscomb and put it in his mouth, the rich aroma of oil exploded in his mouth.The chicken comb tastes very unique. If it tastes like fat meat, it is a little more crispy than fat meat.

Although there is only half of the cockscomb, it is quite enjoyable to eat. No wonder Ah Ning likes to eat this part.Ji Song nodded slightly: "It's delicious."

Yan Xining concentrated on nibbling on the skin and flesh of the chicken head, and after a while, a yellow-white chicken head appeared in the bowl.At this moment, the main event was about to begin, and I saw him pinching the front end of the chicken's head and sending most of the chicken's head under his teeth.As the teeth slowly closed, cracks appeared on the chicken's skull.

When he took the chicken's head out of his mouth, he had bitten the head open to reveal the brain inside.The brain flower is delicate and smooth, even though it is only a small bite, it also makes him feel happy.

Before my parents had an accident in the previous life, they also raised chickens in the countryside, and they were also free-range chickens like this.Every time a chicken is killed at home, his parents will leave the head of the chicken for him. When he was a child, when he couldn't bite the chicken's head, his father would help him to bite off the head so that he could eat the brains inside.

Before he was born, his father ate all the chicken heads at home.Since he learned to eat chicken heads, Dad has never eaten a whole chicken head.Later, his parents had an accident, and no one raised chickens at home, so he never ate such authentic chicken heads again.

Yan Xining ate carefully, the chicken head turned into a pile of bones under his arrangement.After eating a chicken head, his stomach is more than half full.Just as he was wiping his mouth, he noticed that the remaining chicken head had also fallen into his bowl.Ji Song said slowly, "This one belongs to you too."

Afraid that Yan Xining would not finish eating, Ji Song blinked and said, "If you can't finish eating, you can take it away."

Yan Xining: ...

I hope that General Zhang will not be angry when he hears the chat between the two of them.

In fact, the old general Zhang was not only not angry, but also very happy. He whispered to Yan Ke and the others: "The princess is too easy to support." Yan Ke nodded in agreement: "Yes, the princess can not only support herself, but also can support herself. Feeding a bunch of us."

If she finished eating two chicken heads, Yan Xining would not be able to eat anything else.So he put the chicken head aside and tasted the potatoes from the large plate of chicken.The weather in Liangzhou was dry before, and the potatoes harvested this year were not too big, but they were very pink.

Aunt Zhang did not fry the potatoes in advance, but stewed the potatoes and chicken together.At this time, the potatoes have almost been boiled, and the potatoes will shatter when they are lightly clamped with chopsticks.Eating potatoes full of soup is more enjoyable than eating mashed potatoes.

Although Yan Xining didn't have a big appetite, Ji Song and the others had a lot of appetite, and the big plate of chicken was exhausted after a while.There was only a shallow soup left on the plate, and scattered green and red peppers and crushed potato pieces were soaked in the soup.Because the potatoes are boiled, the soup is extra thick.

At this moment, Aunt Zhang came out of the house, holding another large plate in her hand.Taking a closer look, I saw a plate full of wide noodles on the plate.The noodles are slightly yellowed, and each one is two fingers wide and two feet long.

Lao Zhang took the plate, and he poured the noodles onto the big chicken plate.Immediately, Ji Song stretched out his chopsticks and began to stir quickly: "The strips made by Aunt Zhang are delicious, and Ah Ning will definitely like them."

The noodles stained with the big plate chicken soup turned into a beautiful brown-red color, Ji Song picked up Yan Xining's bowl casually, and he put a noodle in the bowl.One noodle filled most of the bowl, Yan Xining quickly reached out to take the bowl: "Okay, thank you, thank you."

Yan Xining had never eaten such thick noodles, looking at the wide noodles, he didn't know what to eat for a moment.At this time, Ji Song and the others on one side had already sucked up the noodles, and Yan Xining followed their example and picked up the noodles.

Although the noodles are wide, they are not thick. The edges of the noodles are slightly undulating like lotus leaves. The slightly wrinkled noodles are better wrapped in the soup.Take a sip, the noodles are smooth and firm, and the soup is rich and delicious.As Ji Song and the others say, the noodles are indeed delicious.Yan Xining unknowingly ate all the noodles in the bowl, and it didn't count if he finished eating, he still wanted to have another one.

At this time, Lao Zhang said: "Boss, Wangfei, you should eat something to pad your stomach first. After you come down from the mountain, my wife will make you baked buns."

Yan Ke's eyes lit up, and he said sincerely to Yan Xining, "The baked buns made by Aunt Zhang are so delicious, you must try them, Princess."

Yan Xining gave up the idea of ​​eating another noodle, he nodded with a smile: "Thank you General Zhang, thank you Aunt Zhang."

Zhang Wuyue said earnestly: "Princess, don't be polite to us rough people. If it weren't for the prince, our old bones would have long since disappeared~"

After eating the large plate of chicken, Yan Xining looked around curiously.Lao Zhang's house is made of bricks and stones. Although it is not big, it is tidy inside.Because there are female relatives at home, it is not convenient for him to enter the house to take a closer look, so he got up and wandered around the courtyard.

He likes this courtyard very much. The courtyard is paved with loess, and every piece of loess has been compacted, making it even when walking up.Aunt Zhang must be a diligent person. Under her care, there are not only grapes in the yard, but also several flowers that he can't name.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing in the whole yard are the vines above their heads.Ordinary grapes are eaten up in August, but the grapes in the yard are still hanging fruit. I don't know what kind of grapes they are.

Just as Yan Xining was looking up in a daze, two bunches of grapes suddenly appeared in front of him.Looking down, she saw Aunt Zhang smiling, she stuffed the grapes in her arms, and she was still talking.

Lao Zhang translated: "Princess, please eat grapes. This grape is a variety brought by my wife from the Qiang people. It is very sweet and delicious. You will take it with you when you go to the mountains to quench your thirst."

Yan Xining gratefully accepted the grapes. Although he couldn't hear Aunt Zhang's words, he still respectfully said thank you.

Aunt Zhang was even happier after hearing this, and she said a bunch of Qiang dialects.Lao Zhang translated: "My wife said that the hawthorns, persimmons and chestnuts on the mountain are all ripe. You can pick more later."

Yan Xining felt very embarrassed. If he had known that he would come here, he could have prepared some gifts in advance.

Aunt Zhang prepared several baskets for Yan Xining and the others, and each basket was half the height of a person.Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the pan, Ji Song stretched out his hand to take the pan: "Let me do it."

Yan Xining was a little surprised, he looked at Ji Song's legs and said seriously: "Rong Chuan, we are going up the mountain."

When he was at Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, Ji Song followed him to pick mushrooms.At that time, he was picking mushrooms on the mountainside, and Ji Song watched them from the path at the foot of the mountain.Is Ji Song planning to do this again this time?

Although Lao Zhang and the others live in a hilly area, the hills in Liangzhou are more complex than those in the capital.When she came in, Yan Xining looked at it, and the fruit trees that grew better were all on the mountainside.If Ji Song wanted to wait for them at the foot of the mountain like before, he would have to wait for a long time.

Does Ji Song want to stand up and climb the mountain with him?Although he can stand up now, didn't he say that he didn't want too many people to know that his leg was healed?Besides, the mountain road is difficult to walk, and there is still the possibility of falling.Ji Song's leg has just recovered, if he falls, it will be troublesome.

Or Ji Song wanted Yan Ke and the others to carry them up the mountain?If that's the case...it's not impossible.

Ji Song hung the pannier on the nails behind the wheelchair, and said inscrutably, "It's all right. You'll find out in a while."

After leaving the courtyard gate, a group of people walked towards the mountain along the mountain road.When the carriage stopped again, Yan Xining found a pavilion ahead.If you take a closer look, you can see that there are two arm-thick ropes extending from the pavilion facing the mountain, and hanging frames are hung on the ropes every few feet.

The frame moved slowly, Yan Xining was dumbfounded: This, isn't this the ancient version of the cable car?

Ji Song smiled and said, "Look, this way we can go up the mountain."

There are many fruit trees planted in the mountain, and a large amount of fruit needs to be transported out of the mountain every harvest season.And the veterans living here have limited hands and feet, so they can just pick the fruit. It is really impossible for them to carry the fruit down from the mountain like other common people.

Fortunately, these veterans were all killed on the battlefield, and they knew how to use equipment to help themselves.So they built winches on most of the hills and used the winch cable car to transport the fruit.

Of course, the ancient cableway is far less fast than the modern mechanical cableway, requiring animal power to turn the winch down the mountain.However, compared to human transportation, the cable car is very convenient.

The twisted cable car that can carry several loads of fruits down the mountain can naturally send Ji Song and Yan Xining up, and after a while they are sitting in the cable car made of ropes and wooden boards.

The cattle in the pavilion started to move slowly, the winch started to rotate, and the frame slowly left the ground.Yan Xining was a little nervous at the beginning, he was worried that he would be hung in the air, but after the winch cable car started running, he found that he was not high above the ground.

The cable was only one foot high from the ground, and it moved slowly. Yan Xining felt as if he and Ji Song were walking in the mountains.Both sides of the wooden frame are full of fruit trees. At this time, the fruit trees are full of fruits, and the fruits on them can be picked by just reaching out.

It was obviously not the first time for Ji Song to come here. He skillfully broke off a branch, and there were four or five heavy fruits on the branch.Yan Xining cheerfully picked the fruit, and he weighed the biggest one: "Good guy, it must be half a catty? By the way, is this an apple or a pear?"

Before coming to Liangzhou, Yan Xining had never seen such a fruit.Say it's a pear, but it's oblate, and it's smooth, with a lovely red glow on the sun-facing side.Let's say it is an apple. Its leaves look like pear tree leaves and smell like pears.That's why Yan Xining was confused about its attributes.

Ji Song smiled and said, "It's a pear. This kind of pear is called Bapan pear, which is a specialty of Liangzhou. There was little rain a while ago, so this year's fruit is not as big as in previous years. But the fruit should be very sweet. Would you like to taste it?"

Yan Xining responded, he wiped the peel on his sleeve, and then took a big bite.The moment the peel burst, the sweet juice had already burst out.It does taste like a pear, and it's a very delicious pear.

Ji Song also picked a pear and gnawed it: "It's a pity that the mountain road is so long that pears are easy to be bumped. No one will know that such a good pear comes out of the nearby counties."

Yan Xining ate the pears with squinted eyes, and when half of the pears were eaten, he suggested: "It's okay, after the road is built, it will be easy to transport the pears out." There are not many fruits.

But Yan Xining said yesterday that if the fresh fruit cannot be shipped out, then the products made from the fruit should be shipped out: "No, we can make pears into pear cream candy, canned pears, squeezed into pear juice, and dried into pears." There's always a way..."

Ji Song gnawed on the pear: "Yes, Ah Ning has a solution."

After the two finished eating the pears, they were almost at the top of the mountain, and Yan Ke and the others were already waiting beside the cable car on the top of the mountain.When sitting on the cable car, he didn't feel anything. When Yan Xining stood in the gazebo on the top of the mountain, he could see the valley where Lao Zhang and the others lived.

Looking around, the rolling hills are full of fruit trees of various colors full of fruits.The sun was shining quietly on every mountain, smelling the fragrance of melons and fruits, Yan Xining felt refreshed: "It's really a good place."

Ji Song smiled: "If you like it, I will come here often in the future."

Not long after, Lao Zhang followed the other guards to appear on the top of the mountain. As soon as he landed, Lao Zhang skillfully introduced: "Princess, this mountain mainly grows Bapan pears and apple pears, and the next mountain has hawthorns and chestnuts. By the way , walnuts and apricots can also be picked, which one do you want to pick first?"

Before Yan Xining could answer, Ji Song said, "Go pick walnuts and chestnuts, Ah Ning likes them."

Speaking of which, Ji Song stood up from the wheelchair, and he skillfully carried the back basket: "Let's go."

Ji Song stood up suddenly, which made Yan Xining's eyes wide open, and also made Yan Ke and Lao Zhang stay where they were.Yan Xining was a little worried, but when he looked at the guards around him, his heart sank.Ji Song's ability to stand up in front of these people proves that he trusts them.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of the guards who came up with Ji Song instantly turned red.Yan Ke was short of breath, his chest was heaving violently, and before he could say a word, this man of Kongwu burst into tears: "Stand up..."

The next moment, the guards burst into tears.They cried and laughed together, wishing they could roar at the mountains a few times.

Lao Zhang knelt down on the ground with a thud, and the old man who had been smiling since the first meeting kowtowed to the sky several times, and he was in tears: "The sky has eyes! The sky has eyes!"

Ji Song was a little guilty. He walked up to Yan Ke slowly and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve: "I wanted to tell you in the mansion, but there are so many people in the palace, so I'm afraid that the news will leak out. It's fine for us to know the situation." gone."

Yan Ke cried until his nose and tears came out, he was vague: "Master, you take two steps, you take two steps to let the subordinates see..."

Ji Song stroked his hair and paused, "I stood up, it's not your hallucination."

Yan Ke tried all his strength to control his tears, but the more he wiped, the tears couldn't be stopped.As the old saying goes, "A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but he doesn't reach the point of sadness."He is not sad, he is very happy, and he can't wait to share his joy with the whole world.

God knows how long he had been waiting for this moment. Ever since his master was injured, his heart seemed to be entangled by something, and he was so bored every day.Seeing his master sitting in a wheelchair, he wished he could replace it with his own body.

It's all right now, the master can finally stand up.The boulder weighing on the hearts of the brothers was finally removed, and their master finally returned!

Yan Xining's eyes were flushed, and he helped Lao Zhang up from the ground: "Old General Zhang, please don't tell others about Rong Chuan's ability to stand."

Old Zhang grinned with tears in his eyes. He raised his right hand and wiped his face indiscriminately: "Princess, don't worry. Before the coach lets you talk about this matter, you will kill the last general, and the last general will not talk about it."

In fact, when Lao Zhang saw Ji Song sitting in a wheelchair this morning, he wanted to cry aloud.Although he had known that Ji Song could not stand up from the letters sent by his brothers in the capital, his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife when he saw it with his own eyes.

It would be fine if he lost his arms and legs on the battlefield with real knives and real guns. Thinking of Ji Song's legs being damaged for no apparent reason, Zhang Wuyue wished he could drag out the troublesome villains and kill them hundreds of times. .

However, he had broken his arm, and he knew that what Ji Song needed at this time was neither sympathy nor anger, but encouragement and respect, so Lao Zhang endured all emotions and forced a smile.It's all right now, the smile on his face comes from the heart, and it's no longer a forced smile.