Reborn as a big boss, farming and raising cute kids

Chapter 192 The New Year's Eve Dinner in Preparation

Ye Xiaoxiao stroked her chin with one hand, commenting like an old man, her big black grape eyes were full of contempt for Wen Zhufeng: "I can't do this little thing well, get out of the way, I'll do it!"

Wen Zhufeng was laughed angrily, looked at the diced radish, which was less than thigh height, and stepped aside: "You come, you come!"

The threshold can't even reach it, let's see how you post couplets, wait for me!

Facts have proved that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Wen Zhufeng's vision is still small, and Ye Xiaoxiao practices with Bai Liuyu day and night. If he can't achieve basic accuracy, Bai Liuyu will not rush to teach him how to play a knife. I am afraid that he will hurt others and himself.

Ye Xiaoxiao is very talented, he cuts vertically and horizontally, and never misses the position. The standard one can be shown for demonstration. As for the height, it is not a problem at all.

Ye Xiaoxiao first smeared the paste on the back of the couplet, jumped up, and wiped it smoothly, the left couplet was obedient and stuck upright on the door frame, no matter how Wen Zhufeng tilted his head to look at it, or measured it with a ruler , all qualified.

It's not that he's picky, it's that he has strength, and Wen Zhufeng's heart is filled with frustration. He is clearly in good shape now, but he feels that he is already very old, and he can't do anything.

In the future, we must keep a distance from children. Without comparison, there will be no harm.

Ye Xiaoxiao also pasted the couplets on the other side according to the gourd painting. After finishing the horizontal batch, she looked at it for a while, was very satisfied, and shouted to the room: "Brother, the couplets are finished!"

Although there was not a single word, Ye Xiaoxiao used her strength to laugh at Wen Zhufeng's futility the whole time. Wen Zhufeng pressed his fan against his chest, thinking that he might ask Yun Anruo for some medicine for his heart disease, otherwise he would get angry disease.

"Coming soon!" A clear and clear child's voice came from inside the room, Ye Xingchen put down the pen, blew on the last paint, and waited for the paint to dry before coming out with two glowing red lanterns.

The lantern is so light that it is easy for children to carry it. The pattern on it is very festive. It is a fat fish bent over, holding a golden ingot with its fins, and it is happy to close its mouth from ear to ear.

One of the lanterns has skillful brushwork and smooth lines, especially the fish with a tail, which is lifelike and vivid, and seems to jump out of the paper at any time and gallop into the water. It is a masterpiece of Danqing at first glance.

On the other lantern, the brushwork is immature, even though it was drawn by a beginner at a glance, the fat-headed fish is round and round, with a cute and cute look.

The techniques of the two paintings are obviously different, but the exaggerated fatness of the fish is used to make the two lanterns echo each other, forming a scene of its own.

Passing the door, Bailiuyu, who was just about to dig fresh perilla for Ye Xiulan to make fish for, looked at the freshly baked lanterns with a delicate mood.

The three of them, the father and son, drew a picture without telling her for a few days, but they painted her so wide and fat, so she can still swim?

Ye Xiaoxiao also asked for credit for her brother, with a very proud expression on her face: "Aniang, isn't my brother's painting very good? He is so fat, and it looks like he is very good at messing around. He doesn't worry about eating and drinking. He is the king of fish!"

This is also his goal in the future, to become the overlord among the people!

Bailiuyu... Fish don't have to worry about eating and drinking, but they have to worry about whether they can swim or not, whether they can hold gold ingots or not. If they become fat and become balls, they will become food for others.

Ye Xingchen, who didn't have a tacit understanding, didn't think about being fat at all: "Mother, I didn't draw well this time, and I will definitely draw better next year!"

This is not important, the important thing is next year can you make it thinner and give it a way out?

Ye Xingchen's dark and bright eyes are full of admiration, Bai Liuyu has no choice but to press the words under his tongue and start a white lie: "The painting is not bad, keep working hard next year!"

As for whether to swim or not, let’s talk about it next year!
Wen Zhufeng next to him had a suppressed smile on his face, and was about to complain when he met Bai Liuyu's cool eyes, so he had to cover his face with a fan to keep himself from laughing, otherwise Bai Liuyu would punch him Come here, let alone my stomach hurts, the New Year's Eve dinner will be ruined.

Bai Liuyu picked the perilla and returned to the kitchen, and continued to help Ye Xiulan. Ye Xiulan reserved a small bowl of the freshly fried golden crispy meat for Bai Liuyu: "Try the taste!"

Bai Liuyu immediately forgot who painted her as a fat fish, and took a bite of crispy meat, which was delicious and sweet, and she didn't forget to stuff some for Ye Xiulan.

Ye Xiulan's cooking is top-notch, but she doesn't have much to eat, so she told the impatient Bailiuyu: "Don't worry, there are still a lot of delicious food!"

Looking at the ingredients on the chopping board, Bailiuyu was already in a hurry. After tasting this one, he would have time to try the next one. Unfortunately, he only had one mouth, so he couldn't eat several kinds of delicacies at the same time.

The taste of the mixed meat is endless aftertaste in the mouth, and Bailiu fish asked while eating: "It seems that there are several kinds of meat flavors in the crispy meat!"

When I was making fish balls just now, there was still some fish meat left. Ye Xiulan made a batter and wrapped it around the wild boar tenderloin: "Well, add some fish meat, the taste will be more tender!"

"good to eat!"

Bailiuyu was helping to test dishes in the kitchen, and his mouth never stopped.

When Tao Guan came with a carriage, the cheeks of Bailiu Yu twitched like a squirrel.

Tao Guan was no stranger to this, and Bai Liuyu had subverted his perception of the girl, so he calmly handed Ye Xiulan an exquisite jar, "The Huadiao wine you want!"

Open the lid, the aroma of the wine is overflowing, Ye Xiulan is very satisfied with it: "Five years of wine, not bad!"

Put a layer of Huadiao wine on the eight-treasure duck and put it in the steamer. The aroma of meat and wine are intertwined, making people intoxicated.

Before Tao Guan thought it was a bit wasteful to use aged wine for cooking, but now that he smelled it, he felt satisfied. Ye Xiulan's culinary skills were already superior to those of imperial chefs, and he looked forward to the New Year's Eve dinner a little more.

Tao Guan, who was a little distracted by the scent, wanted to find something to share his attention, otherwise he felt that he might have a tendency to develop into a white fish: "What can I do for you?"

"Help peel the garlic." Wen Zhufeng's voice came from the yard, he didn't think that peeling the garlic was still a physical job, and the problem was that he peeled it slower than Ye Xiaoxiao.

Peeling with spiritual power, I found that the garlic was either chopped by the wind blade, or it was not peeled cleanly.

It was simply unreasonable, so Wen Zhufeng wanted to find someone who peeled more slowly at the bottom.

At that point, Ye Xiaoxiao and Ye Xingchen, who are familiar with the business, can finish peeling in a while. One more person is purely causing trouble. Ye Xiulan pointed to a large pile of dishes: "You will wash the dishes later!"

"If not, Xingchen will teach you!"

"Thirty years, always do something!"

Ye Xiulan even found her master for Tao Guan, but Tao Guan couldn't even speak out, so he could only nod in agreement.

The New Year's Eve dinner couldn't help, Tao Guan began to convey the latest news received: "There is indeed an accident at the border, the specific matter, my brother is unwilling to say, Feng Wang has already hung up the exemption card twice, I am afraid it will be quite thorny, if the second Three times, that means Dongyu surrendered without a fight!"

The situation at the border is so severe, and King Feng has not traveled thousands of miles to go back to Beijing. I am afraid it is not just a simple birthday celebration. After all, King Feng did not go back when the first emperor celebrated his birthday, and was still stationed at the border.

In Feng Wang's heart, the late emperor is more important than everyone else!So going back to the border, there must be a reason for the incident, or something about the war situation.

(End of this chapter)