The journey of the heavens by Jia Huan, the salted fish

Chapter 499 The Green Hat King His Brother 5
The fact that Jia Huan was alive was hidden from the Fang family and their three sons.

However, if they don't tell them that Jia Huan is still alive, Fang Yiai will definitely die of guilt.

They had no choice but to tell Fang Yiai and the other three that their youngest son was still alive.

Fang Yizhi and Fang Yi are both people who know how to behave, and Fang Yiai has learned a lot in her previous life.

He has deep fear and hatred for Princess Gaoyang, and he only wants to separate himself from his family and be far away from Princess Gaoyang. Naturally, he agrees with his parents' opinion very much, let his younger brother feign death, and end the marriage contract with Princess Gaoyang.

In this way, the five members of the Fang family made a painful appearance to the outside world, which earned everyone's sympathy.

The murder of Fang Yihuan happened, and everyone couldn't stay any longer, and they all returned to Chang'an.

Jia Huan followed the team and returned to Chang'an.

Those who say that they go to the mountains to practice are lying to the family. There are only wild animals, snakes, rats and ants in the mountains. There is no delicious food and no high-tech soft beds. A salty fish like Jia Huan will not stay there for a long time.

When he returned to Chang'an City, he would randomly nest in the mansion of a certain family without being discovered at all.

The mansions of these aristocratic families are very large, and there are many people in them. The main branch and the side branches add up to tens of hundreds of people, plus the subordinates...

Jia Huan fished in troubled waters, and it was difficult to be found.

Why don't you just go to the palace?

Isn't that because the Li family is too poor?
Unfortunately, the Li family is still a royal family, and they are not as rich as the aristocratic families at all, and they are not as rich as the aristocratic families in food and clothing.

Jia Huan wanted to eat good food, so he naturally chose a family.

The aristocratic families in Chang'an City were eaten by Jia Huan, and a month passed.

The affairs of Fang Yihuan and Princess Gaoyang have been suppressed by other matters, and Jia Huan returned to Fang's house.

Lu hugged her youngest son, feeling regretful in her heart, and didn't want her youngest son to leave home again.

Jia Huan ate all the families, and felt that the food in every family was just the same, so why not stay at the Fang family and instruct the Fang family's chefs to cook the delicacies he wanted.

So he promised Lu to stay at home.

"The master allows me to stay at home, and he will teach me in secret. But A Niang, I must keep my life a secret, and the emperor must not know."

Lu Shi nodded: "Aniang knows. I just wronged my son, and I can only let you come back alive after Li Er recommits to Gao Yang."

Her face became gloomy: "It's better to let Gao Yang die suddenly."

If that woman died, they would not be able to harm the Fang family.

Jia Huan stopped Lu Shi, not wanting Lu Shi to contaminate his life for himself.

"Aniang, after all, Gao Yang is the emperor's daughter, so it's not easy to kill. Even if he kills her, he will be found out by the emperor. At that time, the emperor will punish our family."

Lu sighed, and touched Jia Huan's small face: "I have wronged my son."

Jia Huan smiled: "Since A Niang feels that I have been wronged, please satisfy my small request."

Lu Shi nodded: "If you have any requirements, just ask, Aniang will definitely satisfy you."

Jia Huan grinned: "Mother, I want to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk."

Lu Shi was puzzled: "Fried dough sticks?"

She can understand soy milk, but what are fried dough sticks?
Jia Huan: "It's a kind of food that the master told me. I told my mother how to make it, and my mother asked the people in the kitchen to cook it!"

Lu Shi smiled and said, "Okay, tell me, I'll let someone do it."

Jia Huan explained how to make fried dough sticks.

Lu Shi frowned slightly, this method was very wasteful.

But Mrs. Lu is rich, since his son wants to eat, let his servants do it.

There is no more oil, you can buy it.

When the people in the kitchen heard how it was done, they immediately started making it.

An hour later, the hot fried dough sticks and soy milk were brought over.

When Fang Yizhi and the three brothers heard that the little brother had come back, they all held it up to Mrs. Lu, smelling the aroma of frying oil, they couldn't help swallowing.

Fang Yiai loves food the most, so he immediately asked, "Aniang, what is this?"

Lu Shi smiled and said, "You are your younger brother's master who taught him a kind of food recipe, called deep-fried dough sticks."

Fang Xuanling walked in: "What are fried dough sticks?"

The family sat around the table, eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk.

The fried dough sticks are crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, and have a wonderful taste.

Another sip of soy milk is simply enjoyment.

The five people were immediately conquered by the fritters.

The fried dough sticks were all eaten by six people.

Fang Yiai ate ten deep-fried dough sticks by herself, and her belly bulged.

"It's delicious!" Fang Yiai slumped on the chair, touched her stomach and said to Lu Shi, "Aniang, let's eat fried dough sticks tomorrow."

Fang Xuanling snorted, "How can I eat such oily food every day?"

Fang Yiai flattened her mouth in grievance.

Jia Huan thought of today's oil refining technology, and people today have not discovered that rapeseed can extract oil.

He said: "Father, I have an oil extraction technology here, which can extract oil several times more than the current oil extraction technology, do you want it?"

Yes!Fools don't want it!

Jia Huan looked at Fang Yize, and Fang Yi took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone knowingly, and polished the ink for his younger brother himself.

Jia Huan picked up the brush and wrote out the oil extraction process that can be done with modern technology.

Lu went to the table and asked Jia Huan to write another copy.

She knew her husband well, and he would definitely hand over the oil-pressing skills to Li Er.

Fang Xuanling was not for the emperor Li Er, but for the whole world, so that the people of the world could eat cheap oil and water.

She kept a portion for herself, and used her dowry to set up an oil-pressing workshop, and the oil squeezed out was for her own use, so that her son could eat fried dough sticks every day.

Jia Huan handed the second handwritten craft to Fang Xuanling, and told Fang Xuanling: The wild vegetable called brassica is also called rapeseed, and its seeds can be used to extract oil.The oil yield is more than that of the current flax oil.

Fang Xuanling kept this name in his heart, thinking that tomorrow he would send people to the west to look for brassicas.

He looked at his youngest son, thought for a while, and spoke.

Fang Xuanling: "Huan'er, since you know plants that can extract more oil, do you know which crops produce more than grains?"

Fang Xuanling just asked casually, not expecting much, but Jia Huan's answer gave him a huge surprise.

"Yes, my master told me that there is a crop called sweet potato, the yield per mu can reach a thousand catties, and the taste is very good."

Fang Xuanling stood up abruptly, and asked out of breath, "Is what you said true?"

Jia Huan walked over hurriedly, patted Fang Xuanling on the back, and gave him comfort: "Aye, calm down. What I said is true. Wait until tonight, I will ask you to ask the master for some sweet potatoes, you First let people look around in our Zhuangzi to see if it can produce thousands of gold per mu. Then tell Li Er."

Just relying on the credit of offering new grains, Wu Zetian is really in the top position, so he can't attack the Fang family, right?

(End of this chapter)