But forget it, the lower riba people will be the lower riba people, and don't care so much in order to satisfy the appetite.
Li Muyun complained in his heart, and then began to beckon people to break up the two fat pigs without skin, separate their limbs and ribs one by one, and then pick some fat meat and cut it off, and then cut it into diamond-shaped pieces.
A group of five big and three thick men were busy under the command of Li Muyun, and after putting all the cut fat meat into the hot pot, they watched him work there alone.
The fat in the fat was quickly boiled out, and when the fat turned golden brown and shrunk to only a little size, Li Muyun lifted the pot.
After separating the oil from the oil residue, everyone found that the original large pot of fat meat was now only a little bit left on the plate, but the original fishy smell was gone, but it was replaced by a fragrant smell, so that people who smelled it would involuntarily sniff twice.
Next, things became even more confusing to everyone, only to see Li Muyun pour some freshly boiled lard into the pot again, and then borrowed Chen Mu's knife to quickly cut the green onions he had just pulled out into several pieces, and then it was a magical operation that everyone could not understand, and it was dazzling, and finally the fragrant green onion fried meat was out of the pot.
Li Muyun's inquiring gaze was to pinch a piece of meat, tilt his head and put it in his mouth, followed by a somewhat crazy chirp, and a sigh: "Fragrant, really fragrant" Yes, it's incense, just smelling the smell knows the fragrance, Chen Mu and Chen Huo were standing beside Li Muyun, and when they saw him eating, they couldn't help it, and snatched the plate from his hand, and then everyone rushed up.
After a while, when everyone dispersed, a plate that was cleaner than being licked by a dog was handed to Li Muyun, accompanied by the sound of old Li Yuan kicking and scolding.
Dare to love that these guys ate too selflessly, and even forgot to ask the emperor, and by the time Li Yuan's old hair had good things to eat, the plate had become cleaner than a dog licked.
And just when Li Muyun and the others were having a good time, in the manor five miles outside Shanyin County, a woman about forty years old was having breakfast, and the middle-aged butler who was kicked away last night stood respectfully to the side.
I saw that the woman was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, with almond eyes and willow eyebrows, a nose like a hanging gall, and a pair of ears like ingots.
"Wang Kui, I heard that some thieves came to Zhuangzi last night" In the silence, the woman in the dining room suddenly spoke.
"Yes, old lady, the thieves robbed two pigs and borrowed an ox cart."
The middle-aged man hurriedly took two steps forward and bowed in reply.
"I heard they beat you," the old woman asked again.
"Yes, the thief was brought by a young man, and the young man was very skilled, and the old servant was no match for him."
The middle-aged man didn't hide anything, but the fact that he knew martial arts was exposed in his words.
"That's all," the old woman looked up slightly.
"Old lady, that young man doesn't seem to have an ordinary background, not like ordinary thieves who only know how to fight and kill, and his followers are not like ordinary people, according to the old servant, they seem to be good in the army."
If Li Muyun was present, he would definitely be taken aback by the words of this middle-aged man, this person had no fight with Chen Mu and the others, but only had a short contact for a while, and after a few casual glances, he could already judge their identities, I have to say that this eyesight is not something that ordinary housekeepers can have.
However, after listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old woman did not have the slightest look of surprise, her expression was still so indifferent, but the movements in her hands paused slightly, and then she asked: "Deserter" "No, if the deserter hadn't been able to end it so easily, and the young man seemed to want to do business with us."
The middle-aged man hesitated, and learned the words that Li Muyun said to him last night to the woman from beginning to end.
"Oh" Now the woman finally raised a trace of interest, stopped what she was holding, and looked at the middle-aged man: "You mean that kid dares to come back" "Back to the old lady, the old servant thinks he will definitely come back."
The middle-aged man replied in a deep voice.
"Hehe, okay, the old body believes in you."
The woman suddenly smiled with interest, and then commanded, "If the boy comes again, bring him to the old man."
It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting person, so I'm just going to stretch out and look at him to see what he is capable of doing business with my Wangjiazhuang."
The middle-aged man was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, he bowed and retreated to the side again, but he was silently mourning for Li Muyun in his heart.
Why did the middle-aged Wang Kui have such an idea, but it has to start with the identity of this woman.
I believe that those who have heard the commentary on the heroes of Wagang and the legend of the Tang Dynasty should know that there was a famous general in the Northern Qi Dynasty back then, called Dongfang Yan, and there was also Luo Cheng's father-in-law, Ding Yanping, a two-gun general.
And the reason why these two people are mentioned is because the woman has a deep relationship with these two people, as far as the depth of this relationship is.
Don't hide her position, that woman is the daughter of Dongfang Yan, the disciple of Ding Yanping, a two-gun general, known as Dongfang Yumei.
Of course, if you still don't know the origin of this woman, then the author must be well-known if you mention another person, that is, the famous Yong San Lang on Wagang Mountain, Wang Yong Wang Bodang and this woman Dongfang Yumei is the real lady of Wang Bodang.
Now everyone should know how extraordinary this woman is But seeing this, everyone may have to ask again, isn't Uncle Wang dead?
Yes, Wang Bodang is dead, but his wife Dongfang Yumei is not dead.
It's just that at that time, Li Mi was thinking about his own affairs, and Wang Bodang had already realized that this product had no future, so he arranged for his wife to take his young son Wang Jie back to his hometown in Shanxi two years in advance.
Dongfang Yumei received the news of Wang Bodang's death not long after returning to her hometown, and when there was no hope of revenge, she hoped that her son would concentrate on studying literature and stop dancing with swords like his old son, and in the end, he would end up with arrows piercing his heart.
But that Wang Jie has the same virtue as his old man, he is sleepy when he picks up the book, and he mentions practicing martial arts to be spiritual, so this Dongfang Yumei has no choice but to pass on a few gloves to her son, but even so, it still makes Wang Jie have a lot of reputation outside, which can also see how strong this woman's force is Of course, this is not the author's deliberate exaggeration, speaking of this Oriental Yumei, in fact, there are still a lot of stories to tell.
However, that story has nothing to do with our current book, and it is a completely different story, so if you have a heart, you can refer to the Sui and Tang chapters of the twenty-four histories of the trouble, and I will not repeat it for you here
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