The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

bamboo house.

Fatty Rong managed to lift a big fish weighing more than ten catties up from the pond, and Jiang Huai jumped on the bank with great effort and shouted: "Big pot, great!"

"Eat fish head hot pot at noon, haha!"

When Big Yu picked it up, he was not much shorter than Jianghuai.

Jianghuai Xiaopang stretched out his hand, clasped the mouth of the fish accurately, and dragged the fish all the way back to the bamboo house, "Weng Weng, eat the pot!"

Fatty Rong... In fact, he can no longer be called Fatty Rong anymore. After more than three months of perfect transformation, his whole body has shrunk by a large circle. In addition to adjusting his diet, Jianghuai's martial arts master secretly contributed a lot.

He and Jiang Huai received An Yi's training at the same time. Jiang Huai changed from a small fat man to a little Douding, and Rong Yue transformed from a big fat man to a relatively strong and normal figure.

Rong Yue pinched her waist and took steps that her relatives did not recognize, and corrected Jiang Huai's words seriously: "It's hot pot, not hot pot! You don't like fish, why join in the fun!"

The lively big fish was dragged by Jianghuai all the way, half of the fish scales were taken off!

Mr. Xunmei took the big fish from Jianghuai's hand, and shouted at Shishi: "Shishi, take it down and clean it up, eat fish head hot pot at noon, and stew a chicken for Huai'er!"

Shi Shi responded and took the fish down for disposal.

Rong Yue sat with Jiang Huai on her neck, and said to Mr. Xunmei melancholy: "Sir, why don't you just accept me as your disciple, so that I can stay in Yuzhou for the New Year!"

Mr. Xunmei didn't bother to talk to him, and walked to the study with his hands behind his back.

Saburo had just finished a painting, and he said happily: "After this painting is framed, I will send it to my sister's shop to hang up!"

Mr. Xunmei glanced at the lotus in the fish play copied by Sanlang, but said nothing.

Rong Yue walked to the side of San Lang, took the painting from San Lang's hand and put it aside, secretly said: "My good brother, please help me, please speak nice words to my husband!"

Saburo glanced at him, "Wrong generation! What should the prince call me?"

Rong Yue choked, and stretched out her hand to rub Saburo's head, "If you can get Mr. to accept me, I'll call whatever you want me to call!"

Calling one is also calling, calling two is also calling, there is no difference.

Saburo rubbed his nose, a little timid, "If you want to stay in Yuzhou for the New Year, you have to agree with the eldest princess and the Duke of the country, and the teacher doesn't care about what you say! Besides, you don't want to go to Beijing to avenge your blood feud? You don't want to help you?" Mother regained face?"

This is the eternal pain in Rong Yue's heart!

This revenge must be reported!But he is also reluctant to leave Yuzhou!
After going to Shangjing, I can no longer eat delicacies from Jiang's private kitchen!
Sanlang knew what Rongyue was struggling with, and said helplessly: "Why don't you understand? On your father's birthday, Brother Yong specially helped us deliver a shipment to Jiangling. My sister is doing research these days whenever she has free time. For the New Year's gift list, this time the destination is not Jiangling, but Shangjing Grand Princess Mansion!"

Rong Yue's eyes gradually widened, "You mean...?"

Saburo nodded affirmatively: "Do you want to go to Beijing with Brother Yong's convoy? It's your own gift. Think about it. You have changed a lot now. Your mother will definitely not recognize you. You definitely don't want to give it to you." A surprise for parents?"

Surprise... Rong Yue nodded vigorously!
Personally escort Jie Li back to Beijing, his mother will die of joy when she sees him so promising!
Nonsence!Do not say unlucky words!
"Huai'er, come here, write letters, write letters to your adoptive mother!" Rong Yue always remembers Jiang Huai's weight in his mother's heart, and when he returns with the huge letter written by Jiang Huai, he will only be more happy than happy .

Jiang Huai hugged Rongyue's neck, a hundred times displeased, "Daguo, you write for me, my heart hurts!"

"Huai'er, good boy, the cauldron will sharpen the ink for you, and you will write the letter for the cauldron."

Poor Jiang Huai is only two years old, writing a letter is like killing him, the last letter he wrote to Li Yang was dictated by him, Jiang Shan copied it for him, and he copied it again according to the gourd painting... Accurate To put it bluntly, on average, five sheets of paper were copied instead of ten sheets for each word.

They all wrote the child crying!
This time, Jianghuai behaved well, and only wrote a dozen or so words: Mother-in-law, I miss you, and come to see Huai'er when I have time.

No matter how coaxed, but I don't want to write a word more.

It really didn't work, so I drew two villains, one was Li Yang in a skirt, and the smaller Jiang Huai was holding the three hairs on his head.

After more than a month of preparation, the Yuzhou Commodities Fair finally opened.

As the general planner of the event, Jiang Shan cut the ribbon with Prefect Leng at the opening ceremony, said a few words and left.

She still has to go back to see Rong Yue off.

Chinese New Year is coming up in a few days, now that Rong Yue goes back, he can catch up with his mother to have a New Year's Eve dinner.

The items brought to Shangjing were packed into five carts, and there were several boxes on the carriage that Rong Yue was sitting on, so there was no place to lie down.

Jiang Shan checked the contents of the car for the last time, and said to Rong Yue: "Take the boat first, then the car, and you must arrive in Shangjing within five days! You are not allowed to get off the car halfway on the way, and you are not allowed to run out to play alone. You must listen to Jiang Yong and know ?"

Rong Yue curled her lips and said: "I know, I can hear calluses in my ears! If you don't obey me, you can ignore me next time you come here, you know!"

Jiang Shan said again: "The recipe I gave you must be brought to your mother, let her supervise you, and you must restrain yourself, don't let these days' hard work go to waste!"

Rong Yue's eyes rolled, she held the car door with her hands and said with a smile: "Aunt Jiang, there is no such good seafood in Shangjing, and the cooks in the house can't cook that taste, so I can't eat according to the recipe for a long time. gone?"

Jiang Shan gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "Shanghai also has seafood, but it is not easy to store for too long, and occasionally you can eat it. There is soy sauce and chicken essence in the car, and Jiang Yong will send some to you every few months in the future .Okay, it's getting late, let's go!"

Jiang Huai hurried to the front of the carriage, stretched out a small hand towards Rongyue, and said in a childlike voice: "The cauldron, I'll eat it for you! Eat it secretly, don't let your mother see it!"

A piece of bear cake, the ears of which were crushed by Jiang Huai.

This is the little bear cake that Jiang Shan made last night with leftovers from the cake. It is about the size of his palm, and the total is only ten yuan. He watched him finish eating last night.

"Didn't you finish eating, why do you still have one piece?" Rong Yue took the cake and asked casually.

Jiang Huai patted the small pocket of the padded jacket and said, "Leave a piece for the big pot."

Rong Yue's heart warmed, she stuffed the bear cake into her mouth, and said, "It's delicious! Thank you Huai'er!"

Well, it didn't hurt him in vain.

Jiang Huai smiled and rolled his eyes.

Rong Yue's carriage finally left, taking away a group of white and fat guards and attendants who had been raised, and the chefs of Jiang's private kitchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this master is a bit difficult to serve, he is really generous!Everyone in the kitchen got a few taels of silver when they left, and Chef Ding even got a full 20 taels of silver!