Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 285
Dunhua Square.

Fan Baili, the servant, dragged a small horizontal knife made of paulownia wood, followed by a half-grown slender dog on the left, and behind him was Wei Wuji leading a donkey colt, walking out in a posture that no relatives recognized on the streets of Dunhuafang.

"ah!"

Aiming at a Xingzhou black-bone chicken, Fan Baili slashed diagonally with his knife, the rooster flew away in a hurry, landed on the branch of a tree, and clucked, as if scolding Fan Baili for not practicing martial arts, and coming to cheat and attack his three-year-old chicken chicken.

"Come on! Come and peck me!"

Fan Baili swung his saber, fiercely.

Just now when he returned home from Fangxue, the rooster rushed towards Fan Baili aggressively. Little Fan Baili was about to punch him, but fortunately Wei Wuji drove the rooster away.

Therefore, Fan Baili, who was angry, came to find a place with a knife.

Xingzhou black-bone chicken has a long body, a wide chest, almost square, black crown, black tongue, black beak, black skin, and black toe. It is called "Wuduanwu". It produces a lot of meat, has excellent meat quality, and can be used as both medicine and meat, so it is suitable for stocking.

There is also black-bone chicken in Guanzhong, which is native to the Zhongnan Mountain area. It is timid and wild. It does not return at night and lives on treetops and branches. It is difficult to handle.

Fan Baili has a big temper and courage. After learning a little bit of boxing from Li Zhengyi, he felt that he was very good at it.

"Hey, Fan Baili, is this going to kill a chicken?"

Aunt Fan squatted down amusedly, teasing Fan Baili.

Fan Baili pouted, very unhappy: "Aunt, kill the chicken!"

Aunt Fan laughed and said, "Whose Wuduanwu is this? I bought it for 35 Wen!"

Immediately there was a neighbor who was watching the play, and he answered the conversation with a smile: "Neighbors, how embarrassing this is!"

I'm sorry you gave it away for nothing!

Aunt Fan gave five Wen more, and the neighbors naturally sold it very quickly.

If you are not in charge of a family, you don’t know that firewood and rice are expensive, and you can already buy two liters of Wuhe grain for five cents, okay?
Aunt Fan picked up a stone from the side of the road, and with a flick of her wrist, the stone hit the rooster's neck, and Wuduanwu fell from the branch, her eyes full of fear.

Dude, I don't want to be a lotus leaf chicken!

Fan Baili jumped up a little: "Auntie is amazing! I want to eat it!"

Aunt Fan stretched out her hand to hold Wuduanwu: "Okay, auntie will take it back and kill it, clean it up, and steam it for Fan Baili to eat!"

Du Shengxia, who came out of the winery, smelled heavily of alcohol, shook her head lightly: "Sister, don't spoil him. He's just so temperamental at such a young age, can he still have it when he grows up?"

Aunt Fan laughed loudly: "It's okay, Fan Baili is a good boy, he knows not to bully others at will, right?"

"Correct!"

Fan Baili put away the wooden knife and replied crisply.

Patting the thin-waisted dog with his left hand and the donkey colt with his right, Fan Baili turned around and slipped into the workshop, found Li Zhengyi, and yelled loudly: "Master, come to the house and eat chicken!"

The little guy is very cunning, knowing that Li Zhengyi is in front of him, Auntie won't nag him anymore.

Li Zhengyi agreed with a smile.

Master and apprentice are like father and son, there is not much barrier in this age, not to mention this apprentice is a talented person!

Fan Baili can follow half of the characters in "Jijiu Pian", this is an extraordinary talent!

Back then, I didn’t know how to read until I was six years old, right?
Seeing Fan Baili swinging his fists and kicks, humming and haha, it is naturally pleasing.

It's a pity that Fan Baili is really young, and he can't practice Siping Ma yet. His current boxing and kicking can only be called showy.

Can't spoil the seedlings to encourage them to grow!
Li Zhengyi's martial arts skills were definitely not as good as Fan Laoshi's, but their inherited kung fu was more conducive to health preservation than Fan Laoshi's wild way who grew up in the fight.

This is why Fan Laoshi is happy to see it succeed.

When Fan Zheng returned to the mansion, seeing the full house of guests, Fan Baili greeted Li Zhengyi, Lu Feijia, Zhen Xing, and Zhen Bang with a smile, as if he was in charge of the house.

Fan Laoshi and Yuan Luan, two old men who had no principle at all, sat with happy faces, letting Fan Baili dictate the arrangements for the family banquet.

"Gua Wa'er, is this your treat?"

Fan Zheng laughed.

Fan Baili nodded heavily: "Fan Baili, please kill the chicken, master, Lu Feijia, brother Zhen Xing, and brother Zhen Bang."

Although Fan Baili couldn't speak for too long, he basically expressed his meaning clearly.

"You have to pay for the treats, does Fan Baili have any money?"

Fan Zheng teased.

Fan Baili took out a small pocket and shook it, it was empty;

Check another pocket, it's empty.

Oh wow.

Li Zhengyi was amused.

Fan Baili stretched out his hand: "Aye, salary."

Du Shengxia covered her mouth and smiled: "Your Majesty, you just recruited. Where did you spend Fan Baili's salary all these years?"

"Mother Gua!" Fan Zheng rolled his eyes. "Fan Baili's salary, Aye has raised ducks."

Fan Baili was immediately happy.

Hey, intelligence belongs to intelligence, and it is the nature of a baby to never forget to eat.

Sun Jiu brought in a small basket of Arrow Valley pears, and everyone shared and ate them.

In this era, there are no such far-fetched bad habits as "don't divide the pears".

Guangdu pears weigh up to six catties each, so who can eat them all?
"Hey, Xinfeng Arrow Valley pears are sweet and juicy."

Li Zhengyi commented.

Fan Zheng laughed and said, "Mr. Li is half wrong. The Arrow Valley pears are genuine, but they were not produced by Xinfeng. They were grafted onto Du pears by Jingyuan Dongmianjian."

Li Zhengyi suddenly realized: "Is the grafting described in "Qi Min Yao Shu"? The county man, let's discuss it. When the grafting in the east of Jingyuan is held next year, let the Fang students go and see it."

Although Li Zhengyi is proficient in miscellaneous studies, he is not good at everything. At least he has never been in contact with grafting, and he has no place to try grafting.

Fan Zheng agreed immediately.

Fannian, the supervisor in the east of Jingyuan, is definitely going to be grafted, and Ming Tan is determined to get closer, so it is not a problem at all to let the children learn.

When the lotus leaf chicken and gourd duck were served, Fan Zheng curled his lips: "Fan Baili, there is no meat!"

Fan Baili became anxious, pointing at chickens and ducks and yelling, "Isn't this meat?"

Du Shengxia teased: "Aye, you are right. In Datang, chickens and ducks are not considered meat."

Fan Baili stomped his feet angrily.

Yuan Luan couldn't bear it: "Fan Baili, ignore you, Aye, Aniang. Grandma told you, there is mutton, how can Fan Baili treat guests without meat?"

Fan Baili became angry instantly, and made faces at Fan Zheng and Du Shengxia.

When the mutton was served, Li Zhengyi nodded: "The soup is fragrant and the meat is crispy. This is the boiled goat from Chaoyi County, Tongzhou."

This dish has a long history. It was called "Yangzhi" in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, "mutton zhi" in the Qin and Han dynasties, and "mountain boiled sheep" in the Tang and Song dynasties. ", most popular in Dali, Pucheng and Chengcheng.

"Eat, eat!"

Fan Baili waved his chopsticks with a wide smile.

Normally speaking, Fan Baili's age should be more appropriate to use a spoon. The problem is that this child is so arrogant that he doesn't look down on spoons at all. He only uses spoons like adults, and he always makes a lot of food spilled.

Fortunately, there is a thin-waisted dog at home, who can lick the food on the ground, so that it will not be wasted.

(End of this chapter)