border cook

Jiang Yanyi is a little flustered now, maybe the young couple just had a quarrel, and Feng Shuo turned around to find him just to annoy the girl he likes.

To be liked by a nobleman like him, she must be a woman from a top-notch family, right?

Aren't I afraid that I will be regarded as such a vicious female partner who sneaks in?If you are hated, you will definitely be overwhelmed and walk around!

In an instant, Jiang Yan became overwhelmed, and she felt that she had to explain clearly to Feng Shuo, otherwise it would be too late to carry the house all night.

Jiang Yanyi walked to the door of the store and looked, and found that Feng Shuo was no longer on the long street. Thinking that he said before leaving that he would come back later, Jiang Yanyi put the matter aside for the time being, cleaned up the dishes, and went back to the backyard Go continue to deal with her pot of garlic.

She peeled off two layers of purple-skinned garlic, soaked the whole thing in clean water for nearly a day, and the spicy taste of the garlic has gone a lot.

She picked up the garlic and put it on the dustpan to dry the water.

After a while, fill the altar and pour in salt water.

Marinating the garlic for three days can basically remove the spiciness, and then you have to refill the altar with sugar.If you want to make a delicious candied garlic, the last step of sugaring is the key. The traditional way is to use brown sugar, but Jiang Yanyi thinks that the color of marinating with brown sugar is too dark, and it is not as good-looking as marinating with white sugar.

She bought a lot of dried sweet-scented osmanthus before, and she also thought about adding some sweet-scented osmanthus to it when marinating, so that the sweet-scented garlic would have a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

She was tinkering in the yard when someone yelled outside the shop, "Is the shopkeeper here? The bowls you ordered in the porcelain kiln have been brought to you!"

Jiang Yanyi quickly called Okra who was chopping firewood beside him: "Come on, let's get the bowl."

If a hot pot restaurant wants to make its own characteristics, the taste must be the top priority, but creating a set of bowls that cannot be bought in the market can also make the guests' eyes shine.

It's always good to pay attention to the details.

In this way, those who are knowledgeable will know that your pot is really delicious, and those who are not will also think that this place is quite unique and stylish.

Jiang Yanyi took the okra out of the backyard, and the store was next to it.

*

An ox cart was parked outside the shop, and an old man in his sixties was standing beside the cart, preparing to move the porcelain bowls and plates on the cart.

A person came down from the bullock cart, wearing a sky-blue gown, handsome and bookish, whoever it was if it wasn't Lu Linyuan.

He rolled up his long sleeves, a weak-looking person, but his arms did not look thin when he rolled up his sleeves, he said gently: "Old man, let me move some for you."

The old man hurriedly said: "Young Master, I am very grateful for giving me a ride, so how can I bother you?"

Lu Linyuan smiled modestly: "No trouble, it's just a matter of dropping you off."

When he said this, he had already picked up a stack of small pear blossom-shaped bowls in his hand. The things made by the small porcelain kiln are not very delicate, but they are better than the unique shapes. He praised: "The molds made by Guiyao The master is very skilled."

The old man saw that although he was also dressed as a scholar, but he was not like those pretentious people who disdain to talk to them idiots, he took a liking to him and said with a smile: "The mold is not made by the master of the porcelain kiln, but by this shop." The shopkeeper's own."

Hearing what the old man said, Lu Linyuan became a little more curious about the shopkeeper. The two walked up the three stone steps at the door, just in time to meet Jiang Yanyi and Okra coming out of the inner yard.

Seeing Jiang Yanyi, Lu Linyuan frowned subconsciously, but the old man had already warmly greeted Jiang Yanyi: "Shopkeeper Jiang, all the old things have been brought to you, take a look."

Shopkeeper Ginger?

Are these porcelain bowls and plates custom-made by her?

A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Linyuan's eyes, and he couldn't help but look at the shop.

The storefront was cleaned very clean, and the tables, chairs and benches inside were neatly arranged. The scenery was not really elegant, but it was definitely enough to be arty.

Jiang Yanyi was also taken aback when she saw Lu Linyuan, she still remembered the unpleasant conversation last time.

But as soon as the old man talked about the bowls and plates, she drew her attention back, and just pretended that she didn't see Lu Linyuan, and checked the porcelain she ordered with the old man, and found that there was no damage or missing parts, so she went Settle the price.

"Please come all the way to bring it to me." Jiang Yanyi poured a bowl of tea for the old man.

Feng Shuo didn't even have a cup of tea for the reception that day, so Jiang Yanyi went to buy a lot of scented tea afterward. The expensive ones are definitely not expensive, but the advantage is that they look good when brewed, and the taste is not bad. You can't go wrong with the free tea.

The old man took the tea and thanked him, and said: "The porcelain kiln is very far away. I stopped for a long time and I didn't see an ox cart or a mule cart passing by. Fortunately, this young man is kind-hearted and took the old man for a ride. When will it be delivered to you, the shopkeeper."

Jiang Yanyi understood why Lu Linyuan was here, she politely thanked him, in case he misunderstood something, she called okra to pour the tea.

Lu Linyuan looked at her appearance that she was afraid of having anything to do with him, and his mood, which had finally calmed down in the past few days, became a little more complicated.

He didn't remember what Jiang Yanyi looked like in his previous life, but when he thought of her, he was accompanied by habitual disgust.

But at this moment, he found that there was no match between the person in front of him and the person he habitually hated.

He kept holding the tea in his hand, but he didn't drink it in the end.

From her conversation with the old man, Lu Linyuan knew that she was going to open a shop here.He didn't know what kind of fortune Jiang Yanyi had in this life, and what it was that made her, a daughter of a thousand golds who used to be untouchable, open a restaurant in this borderland.

But what does all this have to do with him?

When leaving, Lu Linyuan bowed to Jiang Yanyi at the foot of the store entrance: "Lu Mou wishes the store a prosperous business."

Since she has let go of the past, why should she keep the past in her heart.

It's just that when the person in the shop was full of blessings and said "thank you", he was still inexplicably disappointed for a moment.

A wind brushed his cheek lightly, as if the girl who had liked him for more than ten years no longer existed after this "thank you".

***

When Feng Shuo returned with a carriage full of carefully selected gifts, he happened to see Lu Linyuan bowing to Jiang Yanyi's shop, and Jiang Yanyi bowed back to him.

That day in the military camp, the two seemed to have had a lot of quarrels, why did they suddenly let go of their previous suspicions?

He has been entangled in trivial matters recently, and the relationship between these two people has not been found out yet, but from a distance, the talented woman looks quite right, he somehow finds it dazzling, and his complexion is not very good-looking.

"Woo—" The carriage stopped at the door of Jiang Yanyi's shop, and Feng Shuo stepped out of the carriage with long legs.

"My lord!" When Lu Linyuan saw Feng Shuo, the sense of loss in his heart disappeared instantly, and his eyes and face were filled with the joy and admiration of seeing the sage.

The so-called unrivaled heroes should be like the people in front of them!

Feng Shuo nodded coldly, "Why is nephew here?"

Lu Linyuan hurriedly said: "I met an old man on the road, and saw that he was going to deliver porcelain, but he couldn't stop the ox cart, so I took this old man for a ride."

Bullock carts are not seen in prosperous places like the capital city, but horses outside the customs are all conscripted into the army. For the convenience of travel, the common people can only find bullock carts or mule carts for transportation.Only some high-ranking officials and nobles have horses in their homes, and they have carriages when they travel.

Feng Shuo glanced at the old man who came to deliver the porcelain, the old man was overwhelmed by his aura, he didn't dare to say a word, after Lu Linyuan finished speaking, he just nodded his head, as a testimony to Lu Linyuan's words.

Knowing that it was just a coincidence that he came here, Feng Shuo's face became better, and he seemed to have no intention of asking: "How familiar is my nephew and the shopkeeper?"

Lu Linyuan didn't want people who admired him to find out that he had lied to him, and he categorically denied it: "Where, Linyuan learned from this old man that the shopkeeper is going to open a shop here, so he congratulated the shopkeeper."

Hearing his explanation, Feng Shuo felt completely at ease. Although he still had a serious face, it somehow made people feel kinder.

Seeing that there were still several stacks of books and other sundries on Lu Linyuan's ox cart, he asked by the way, "Has my nephew found a place to live?"

Lu Linyuan was demoted to Xizhou, from the position of official head, in charge of documents, and the official position from the ninth rank. For a son of a family, it was the most "naked" humiliation.

But on the surface, he didn't mean to blame others, he could be open-minded at this age, and aside from some secret prejudices against him in his heart, Feng Shuo felt that this boy was a man who could be made.

Since the day the barracks left, Lu Linyuan had never been summoned by Feng Shuo again. He was a little apprehensive at first, but now that Feng Shuo took the initiative to ask him about his residence, he felt very excited and quickly replied: "It's just here Shipan Hutong behind Duhufu Street."

It takes less than half a stick of incense to go from Shipan Hutong to Little Kitchen Lady.

Although Lu Linyuan repeatedly denied that he didn't know the little cook, Feng Shuo believed in his intuition.

He didn't show anything on his face, just said: "The distance from Shipan Hutong to the Yamen is a bit far. I remember that the Yamen has a mansion on the other side of the Jixiang Building. It should be idle. My nephew took my token." Go to the Jixiang Building to resettle."

"Why bother the lord with such trifles..." Lu Linyuan had already experienced such a cold reception in his previous life. The people in the state government office were xenophobic towards him, who came from the capital, so he would use soft knives in places like housing and transportation, so at this moment It's not as resentful as it was in the previous life.

But Feng Shuo's reaction was really beyond his expectation, Lu Linyuan wanted to say something more, Feng Shuo had already thrown a token over: "Go, don't shirk anymore."

Lu Linyuan's heart surged for a moment, Peng Bai was worthy of being the sage he admired, such a virtuous corporal, even if he was not counted as his staff, Feng Shuo was already concerned about his living and transportation.

It's a pity that he had no connections in his previous life, and he never even saw Feng Shuo. What a pity this is!Fortunately, he was reborn, and everything can be done again!

Holding the token, Lu Linyuan felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and suddenly felt a sense of pride of "reporting to the king on the golden platform, and supporting the jade dragon to die for the king".

***

Jiang Yanyi watched Lu Linyuan say a few words to Feng Shuo, and then left with a red face, like a fanatic who had succeeded in chasing stars, she fell into a deep silence.

Is this really the suave male lead from Yushu Lanzhi in the original book?

Could it be that they were also worn by others?

She didn't get distracted for too long, because Feng Shuo had already entered the shop with a stack of gift boxes.

He put a bunch of colorful boxes on the table, looked at her, his ears started to turn red again, and said two words concisely: "Gift."

Qiu Kui had never seen anyone buy so many gifts in her life, Xin Qi looked around, Feng Shuo glanced at her, picked up the smallest gift box from the side and put it in front of her.

Qiukui looked at the small box he gave herself, then at the tall stack of big boxes he pushed to Jiang Yanyi, and suddenly felt a little full.

Feng Shuo said to Jiang Yanyi: "These are for you, there are still in the car."

Then he went out to get it again.

Jiang Yanyi quickly stopped him: "General!"

Feng Shuo turned his head to look at her, the setting sun shone on his delicate side face, the face that felt cold and cold when he first saw it, seemed to soften a lot at this moment, and there was a little smile in his deep phoenix eyes Feeling, as if the sky was full of stars: "What's wrong?"

Looking at the reserved but vivid smiling face in front of him, for a moment, Jiang Yanyi felt that he did so much just to make her happy.

But she quickly snuffed out her thoughts.

What are you thinking, isn't he hurt by the girl he likes and wants to find another emotional sustenance!

Jiang Yanyi said sternly: "I can't take these, General, take them back."

The smile lines on the corners of Feng Shuo's mouth were closed one by one. He looked at her and asked, "What?"

His eyes were so cold that Jiang Yanyi had the illusion that if he said a wrong word, his neck would be broken.

Jiang Yan shrank her neck subconsciously, but she still had to say what she had to say, and she couldn't continue to be so confused. She met his gaze and said, "General, if you have a girl you like, you should treat her well. It's just a quarrel." , and we should wait for this "sex" to pass before considering whether to divide or reconcile, instead of using the women as a pastime."

Feng Shuo stared at her, "Do you think I'm entertaining you?"

Jiang Yan wanted to nod, but being stared at by his compelling gaze, he didn't have the courage to do so.

Feng Shuo took a step forward, his gaze was heavy, the last rays of the setting sun also dimmed, and the twilight unfolded from behind him like splashed ink.

Jiang Yanyi couldn't help but took a step back, she backed off, and he stepped in again.

In the end, she was "forced" to a corner, and there was no way to retreat.

There was a step away between him and her, and he didn't move forward.But Jiang Yanyi only felt that the oppression around him was like a big net binding her tightly.

"Huahua..." Qiukui thought he was trying to bully her and came over to help.

Feng Shuo suddenly turned his head full of hostility: "Back off!"

Qiu Kui was so frightened that she was about to cry, she refused to leave, and she didn't dare to go forward: "Don't bully Hua Hua!"

Jiang Yanyi was afraid that he would vent his anger on Qiukui, so he hurriedly said, "It's okay, Qiukui, you go to the backyard and wait for me first."

Okra shook his head and refused to leave.

"Be obedient, I'll make jujube cake for you later." Jiang Yanyi comforted, "I'll clarify some things with the general."

Okra only took three steps and turned back into the backyard.

Feng Shuo threw a chopstick over to close the door.

The door slammed shut, the chopsticks fell to the ground, and Jiang Yanyi's heart trembled inexplicably.

It was hard to imagine that a chopstick could be thrown with such force.

She was "forced" to a corner by him, the dusk fell, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, even if someone passed by, they couldn't see the blind spot.

Jiang Yanyi suddenly felt that he still didn't know him well enough, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen such a deadly method to have a showdown with him.

"The girl I like? Why don't you think that the one I like is you..."

Jiang Yanyi heard his self-deprecating murmur, his chiseled jaw was a little pale in the twilight.

Jiang Yanyi's heart seemed to be hit by something, she subconsciously denied: "You...don't tease me."

"Teasing?" He mocked slightly, "Aren't you teasing me?"

Jiang Yanyi was dumbfounded.

How do you say it as if she is a scumbag who has always abandoned him?

She was cowardly and embarrassing: "I swear I didn't."

Feng Shuo looked at her deeply, "Didn't you say that I am a good person?"

Jiang Yanyi nodded: "You are a good person, Master Li is also a good person, Mr. Zhao is also a good person, and Okra is also a good person."

Feng Shuo: "..."

So in her case, is that what being a good person means?

So from the beginning, he was self-indulgent?

The corners of his lips were almost drawn into a straight line, and the chill in his eyes spread layer by layer, covering up the fragmentation.

He suddenly slapped his palm on the wall hard, and Jiang Yanyi closed his eyes in fright.

Feng Shuo looked at her cherry lips that were tightened because of fear, her eyelashes fluttered like trembling stamens.For a moment he thought viciously, kissing her, and biting the blood can relieve the hatred in his heart.

He really got a little closer, but stopped when there was only a short distance left.

In the end he took a step back, suppressed the black anger that was churning in his heart, and said, "It's Feng who is being abrupt."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left without saying another word.

Standing behind, Jiang Yanyi saw his bandaged hands tightly clenched into fists, and there was bright red overflowing under the white gauze, which was blood.

She froze in place.

She seems to have misunderstood him.

But... he likes himself?What does he like about himself?

For a moment, Jiang Yan's mind was in a mess.

***

Xing Yao originally thought that Feng Shuo's mood would be much calmer when he went out for a walk, but who would have expected that when Feng Shuo returned to the mansion, his whole body would be more gloomy than when he left the mansion.

"Master...uh!"

As soon as Xing Yao stepped forward, Feng Shuo slapped him on the opposite wall.

He was unprepared, he was hit so suddenly, the whole person was stunned, and some tiles on the corner of the eaves were shaken off.

Feng Shuo was surrounded by hostility: "Call all the dead soldiers to the martial arts arena."

Looking at Feng Shuo's leaving back, Xing Yao stood up holding his chest and leaning against the wall, thinking that the last time the master was so angry was when he learned that the former emperor wanted the empress dowager to be buried with him. What was it that made him furious this time?

That night, hundreds of dead soldiers in the entire Duhu Mansion were beaten so badly that their noses and faces were swollen, and they collapsed on the ground without even the strength to get up.

"This king raised a bunch of trash! More training tomorrow!" Feng Shuo stood in the middle of the martial arts arena, his clothes were drenched with sweat, his face was also covered with a few scratches, making him look even more wild, his brows and eyes were full of anger reduce.

The dead soldiers who fell on the ground did not dare to speak out, complaining in their hearts.

*

Autumn is in full swing, and the lotus pond in Duhu Mansion has long since withered to the point where only a few withered and brown lotus pods remain.

The pool water at night was icy cold, Feng Shuo jumped into the pool with his upper body naked.

The blood from the wound on his hand fainted in the cold pool water, and the smell of blood on his body also faded away.

He raised his hand, and the gauze wrapped around his palm was dripping with blood. He watched quietly, with a bit of self-mockery and despair in his eyes.

Footsteps came from the shore, it was Xing Yao.

He held a letter in his hand: "Master, a secret report from the spies in the capital."

The letter was stamped with two secret seals, and it was an urgent report without delay.

When Feng Shuo turned around, there was nothing but the usual coldness in his eyes. He walked to the shore, and immediately a guard took his robe and put it on for him.

Feng Shuo opened the letter, took out the letter paper inside, and read the ten lines at a glance.

He frowned slightly, and after a little thought, he took the letter paper to the candle held by the guard and lit it, burning it to ashes.

"The little emperor is going to deal with the Chu family," he said.

At this moment, Xing Yao weighed the pros and cons in his mind. The reason why the emperor moved the Chu family was probably because of Chu Changping's coffin and returning to Beijing.

They had no relationship with the Chu family, and there was only one Chu Changping in the Chu family's generation, who was better than him, but because of his marriage to the eldest princess, he lost his sanctity and lost his sanctity.

If Chu Changping is still the general soldier of Yunzhou, Feng Shuo protects him, which can be regarded as winning an ally.But he had already been stripped of his military power by the emperor and demoted to Yongzhou.Yongzhou is even poorer than Xizhou. He just wants to make a comeback there, but he can't see the results in ten or eight years.

No matter how you look at it, it is the best choice for the emperor to move the Chu family, and they stand by and watch.

Feng Shuo has not made a decision for a long time, but Xing Yao has already guessed roughly.

As it was about the court, Feng Shuo went back to his study to deal with the remaining official documents and letters.

He had finished watching the one with the dark mark the night before yesterday, and spent most of the two days without the dark mark.

Because of the boredom in his heart, Feng Shuo didn't calm down when dealing with these letters tonight. He held the pen with one hand and pinched his eyebrows with the other: "Here comes the tea."

Xing Yao quickly served tea.

Feng Shuo picked it up with his injured left hand, but the tea was freshly boiled, and even the bottom of the cup was astonishingly hot.

He lost his grip, the teacup fell on the desk, and the tea spilled out instantly.

Feng Shuo didn't care about his burned hands, and grabbed all the letter folders on the table.

Xing Yao fell to his knees in fright: "This subordinate should die!"

Fuxi, who was on the side, quickly took a clean handkerchief and spread it on the desk to prevent the tea from spreading.

Feng Shuo's face was heavy and he didn't speak. He didn't put the notebooks and letters back until the desk was cleaned up.

Because of the anxious grab just now, although the letters were not wet with tea, many of them were crumpled.

Feng Shuo originally wanted to flatten those letters, but suddenly saw the half-big hairpin lowercase exposed on the bottom letter, which looked familiar.

He pulled out the letter, glanced at the address the letter was sent to, and narrowed his eyes involuntarily.

The Chu family in the capital?

Feng Shuo has only seen one person who can write hairpin flowers in lower case like this in his life.

What is the relationship between the little cook and the Chu family?

He removed the sealant from the seal and took out three thin sheets of letter paper. The more he looked down, the more solemn his face became.

In the end, he just spit out a few words without distinguishing between emotions and anger: "You, yes, Jiang, words, meaning."