"What" Everyone was very interested.
"Soy milk" Yang Yan smiled slightly, dismantled the layers of wood chips, scraped out the soybean meal, put it in the pot, added water to boil, stirred while cooking, after a while, the water became snow-white, and after boiling and overflowing foam, he took the pot away, poured it into a pottery bowl, and added an appropriate amount of starch sugar.
"This is soy milk" Xie Shang asked.
Yang Yan smiled: "You can drink it directly, drink a bowl every morning and evening, it is very good for the body, Xie Shang, you can try it" Xie Shang picked up a bowl, blew on the hot water, and took a small sip carefully.
"Xie Shang, how" Yuan Tan asked impatiently.
"Sweet as honey, white as milk, beans fragrant, delicious and delicious" Xie Shang praised repeatedly.
"Oh" Everyone picked up a bowl and drank it, all of them were full of praise and nodded again and again.
Ge Hong sighed: "I can't imagine that this little yellow bean has such a mystery, virtuous nephew, your ability, the old man has to accept it." ” Yang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Mr.
Zhichuan has won the award, the so-called analysis of the millimeter, the division of muscles, everything has its own essence, just like the dry fried soybeans soaked in water, there will be oil flowers overflowing on the water surface, so where does this oil come from, it must be soybeans, because of the soybeans, it must be edible, and by extension, I found that soybeans can be made into oil, and soy milk can be beaten, and there is no secret in it, only in observation and derivation." “ Ge Hong fell into deep thought Yang Yan is a dark sweat, he is completely nonsense, and he poured chicken soup for the soul to Ge Hong.
After a long time, Ge Hong showed emotion, and sighed: "A few words, but it is the most reasonable in the world, the virtuous nephew has a heart, making soybean oil is a hard work, and Yuan Tan is still young, if the old man returns to his hometown in the unknown day, call two strong tenants to come over to help, how" Yuan Tan was worried about the manpower, and suddenly he was overjoyed: "Thank you, Mr.
Zhichuan." “ Ge Hong waved his hand with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, you can pay some wages every month, if it's getting late today, everyone will come to the cold house, let's taste the taste of the dishes cooked in soybean oil." “ "Hmm" Everyone nodded violently and collected their things.
Yang Yan also collected the soybean meal at the bottom of the pot, and went to Ge Hong's house with everyone, while the woman was getting vegetables, Yang Yan took the soybean meal to feed the horses and cows.
That night, Ge Hong's house set up a banquet, the hall was full, eating vegetables made of soybean oil, drinking delicious soy milk, everyone was smiling, especially Yuan Nuzheng and Empress Yuan, who usually ate wheat rice and Hu cakes at home.
Although Confucianism has a saying that food is silent and sleep is silent, but at that time, metaphysics was flourishing, and no one paid attention to it.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird, Bao Gu looked at Xiao Qiaoniang, then at Yang Yan, sighed and said: "Yanzhi, since you have made an appointment with the Xun family, go early, don't let people think that you have a shelf." “ Ge Huiniang also said: "Yang Jialangjun, you must take care, Qiao Niang, we will take care of it, you don't have to worry." ” Xiao Qiaoniang's eyes were a little red, and she looked at Yang Yan reluctantly.
Yang Yan was also a little reluctant in his heart, but he was a man in the end, he stood up and hugged his fists and said: "A month or two will pass soon, Qiao Niang, you have to take care of yourself, Mr.
Zhichuan, Mrs.
Ge, Little Lady Ge, farewell" Everyone stood up to see each other off.
Yang Yan arched his hand again, then turned around in stride, took the horse out of Ge Hong's house, and galloped towards Xunfu.
The sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, and Xiao Qiaoniang felt as if her heart was empty, and tears finally slipped down her face.
"Hey" Aunt Bao sighed and said, "Hui Niang, you take Qiao Niang back to the house, clean up, go to bed early, and leave it to your grandmother here." “ "Let's come on, Xiaonu and Qiaoniang."
Ge Huiniang dragged Xiao Qiaoniang and put away the dishes and chopsticks, Ge Hong and his wife didn't say much, just smiled and went back to the house.
Galloping all the way, Yang Yan soon came to Xunfu, inquired again, and learned that he had assembled in the school field, so he rushed over.
On the school grounds, the fire was bright, hundreds of cars were lined up, and many servants were running back and forth, carrying food, clothing, armor, weapons, bows and arrows, sundries, and even some crossbows onto the cars.
All the materials, including personnel, are from the Xun family themselves, which shows the strength of the Xun family.
In fact, the Xun clan is not the largest among the scholars, such as the Yixing Shen clan and the Wuxing Zhou clan, which can gather tens of thousands of soldiers at will, and the rest of the Gaomen clans such as Gu Lu Zhu Zhang and Jiyin Bian can usually gather thousands of soldiers and horses, not counting the Langya Wang clan, in addition to the Wang Dao in Jiankang, Wang Dun is sitting in Wuchang and can send nearly 100,000 troops The rest of the scholars, big and small, can drag hundreds or even thousands of people out when they are idle, and it is no wonder that the Jin family can't wait to implement the policy of fragmentation, which makes whoever becomes the emperor have a cold neck "But Yang Yanzhi" When Yang Yan was standing on the sidelines to watch, a rough man with strong strength walked over.
Yang Yan arched his hand and said: "Exactly, may I ask Your Excellency" The rough man waved his hand: "A certain Xunhu, the head of the building, was ordered by the girl to arrange you, you come with me." “ "There is work" Yang Yan could see at a glance that Xun Hu was a rude person who was not formal, so he no longer engaged in the style of writing, but only said politely, then led the horse and followed Xun Hu.
The building master is a general position, the military system at that time was 3,000 people for an army, with one military master, five building owners, and fifteen team leaders, and the following example is the same as the Qin and Han dynasties, and Wu Shi, if it is the establishment of the court, there will be a general number and the name of the school captain, and the Xun family armed forces are family departments, and the generals of the unified army do not have the general number, which is equivalent to modern times, but the company commander and battalion commander, without the rank of captain and major.
Xun Hu said as he walked: "Xun has a total of six hundred guards, a number of buildings, a certain talent, appreciated by the girl, promoted to the owner, this time to Tancheng, by a team of soldiers accompanied by the girl, and another girl with a sword and a hundred maids, a total of more than 300, although you do not enter the army, but you must obey the military order." “ "That's how it should be."
Yang Yan nodded.
Xun Hu pushed open one of the rooms in the front row and said to Yang Yan: "You stay here tonight, get up early tomorrow, someone will call you, remember" After speaking, he left directly.
There is only a couch and a few cases in the room, the couch is covered with straw mats, and several cases are lit with oil lamps, which are very simple, but Yang Yan doesn't care, and leans on the couch with his clothes and closes his eyes to rest.
The Ge family, after washing the dishes and chopsticks and tidying up the hall, Ge Huiniang took Xiao Qiaoniang back to her boudoir.
The room is not big, there is an elegant soft couch against the wall, there are some cabinets and boxes, two cases, one is writing, and the other is the dressing supplies of her daughter's family.
Ge Huiniang smiled: "Qiao Niang, you can squeeze a couch with your sister, anyway, we two girls, it's okay." “ "Hmm" Xiao Qiaoniang nodded.
At that time, women often had the saying of handkerchief, handkerchief handkerchief is similar to modern Lisbon, but not as red fruit as Lisbon, mainly spiritual communication, people at that time, often handkerchief handkerchief as a good thing, if a girl does not have a handkerchief, it is almost unimaginable.
"That sister will help you clean up first."
Ge Huiniang didn't mind opening Xiao Qiaoniang's box, picked up the clothes and put them in the cabinet, but her eyes lit up, she found a stack of manuscripts, took it out and saw that it was actually the Romance of the Three Kingdoms handwritten by Yang Yan, which had been written to the fifty-eighth chapter "Oops, Qiao Niang" Ge Huiniang exclaimed in surprise: "Sister still thinks that Yang Jialangjun has gone to Tancheng, and I will never hear the Romance of the Three Kingdoms again, I didn't expect that there is a ready-made draft, sister looks at it, it doesn't matter."
Xiao Qiaoniang nodded with a smile and said, "Sister, why do you bother to see your sister, Lang Jun didn't say that he wouldn't let me see it." “ "Okay, you go to the bath first, there is hot water in the back room, I'll show it to Ah Weng and Grandma."
After saying that, he ran out.
Xiao Qiaoniang looked at Ge Huiniang's back, smiled, and sighed secretly, how could she not see Ge Huiniang's affection for Yang Yan, but hey, Huiniang is her good sister, don't think about it, let it be.
Xiao Qiaoniang shook her head, picked up a change of clothes, and walked to the back room
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