It can also better understand the folk customs of the Song Dynasty.

The greatest sense is wealth.

By comparison, the border villages of Daming almost seem to be targeted for poverty alleviation.

"Look, son, the pheasant you just caught."

In the forest, Xiao Zhao was holding up a fluttering pheasant, smiling like a flower and very excited.

"Arrest and arrest, will you do it?" Zhu Yunlie didn't care.

"Uh..." Xiao Zhao was at a loss for words.

In terms of cooking, it doesn't seem to be very good.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan, the chief maid hurriedly avoided her gaze, saying that Xiao Zhao had dug the hole and filled it by yourself.

"That's all." Zhu Yunlie became interested, "I'll teach you how to make beggars."

In a few words, Zhu Yunlie described the practice of beggar chickens.

I ignored the somewhat ignorant expressions of the two girls, returned to the carriage, and took a nap lazily.

But I just closed my eyes for a while.

I felt something different in the car.

It was another person's subtle breathing, and although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't hide it from Zhu Yunlie.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he saw a scruffy little beggar holding a wooden box with silver notes, hehe smiled.

Two rows of gleaming snow-white fine teeth were exposed, but they were extremely incommensurate with his whole body.The eyes are dark and very smart.

42 How can the little cook run away when she smashes her hand?

It is estimated that this little beggar has never seen so much money in his life. He really couldn't control his emotions and lowered his voice to celebrate.

"Send it, send it..."

Zhu Yunlie kept watching.

It was found that although the little beggar had a dark complexion, when he bowed his head, the complexion on the back of his neck was as white as fat, and his skin was brighter than snow.

Suddenly thought of a possibility.

Heart is also a big surprise.

Post it!

The description of the system is honest, don't deceive me, when the luck accumulates to a certain amount, it is really beneficial.

It was only a long time after entering Da Song that he met her.

"It's really a big deal. I went out with [-] taels of silver notes. Who would you steal if I didn't steal it?"

Huang Rong casually put the silver note into her arms.

But he thought of this kind of young master who doesn't understand the sinister world, and it is estimated that he will not survive for three days without money.

It was divided in half and put back.

"Just for you, we can discuss the crime of being a thief."

Huang Rong suddenly became smart.

Don't even look, just run.

But between the light and flint, Zhu Yunlie grabbed his wrist.

The hand was soft and tender, soft and boneless, which further made Zhu Yunlie firm his inner guess.

"Hehehe..." Huang Rong was amazed in her heart. Unexpectedly, she couldn't break free, so she turned around and pretended to laugh, "When did you wake up?"

"Starting from what you said." Of course, Zhu Yunlie would not be fooled by her appearance.

In terms of weirdness, there are few people in Da Song who can relate to her.

Huang Rong secretly scolded herself for being careless, but she was very aggrieved.

Anyone who gets hundreds of thousands of taels casually will not be mad with joy.

"Young master, you are either rich or expensive, and you have an extraordinary bearing. Why do you have to embarrass my little character? Return all the silver notes, and you will let me go?"

『?岚,天』45!6.348'7?7:0  朱允烈拍了拍黄蓉的破皮帽。

"It's easy to say, a few hundred thousand taels is enough to kill the head? If you say let it go, let it go?"

With a little more force in her hands, she pulled Huang Rong closer.

The two were almost face to face, their breaths hot.

Growing up so big, it was the first time that he was so close to the opposite sex.

The eyes of the son in front of him seemed to have a strange charm.

Noble, arrogant, indomitable, and with a little bit of villainy.

"Then, what do you say?"

Huang Rong hurriedly distanced herself, looking a little flustered.

"I've got both the stolen goods and the stolen goods, why don't I just do what I want?" Zhu Yunlie was too late. He grabbed her wrist and couldn't escape.

At this time, Xiao Zhao walked back with a large piece of black charcoal in his hand.

His eyes were red, as if he had been wronged by Tianda.

"Sir! There is no beggar chicken, but there is a black charcoal chicken. It's all my sister Yan'er's fault. She insists that the fire is not enough, so she needs to fill the fire and then fill the fire..."

Jiang Yuyan, who was behind her, turned her head away. Although she didn't defend herself, her pretty face was blushing, which showed that the Black Charcoal Chicken had something to do with her.

When the two women walked to the canopy carriage and saw Huang Rong who looked like a little beggar, they were both shocked and stunned on the spot.

Huang Rong looked at the sad pheasant and immediately thought of it.

"Can this be considered a beggar?"

How could Zhu Yunlie not know this girl's little abacus, but he also cooperated: "Why do you say this?"

Huang Rong pretended to be mysterious and said, "Have you never eaten the most authentic beggar chicken in the world? It's truly an unparalleled taste in the world. Just smelling the aroma will never be forgotten. As long as you let me go, I'll let you try it out. How about this business? "

In terms of culinary skills, Huang Rong is no less than the number one royal chef in every country.

I don't know how she can have such superb cooking skills at such a young age.

"Let's try it out, if it's what you said, then I'll let you go." Zhu Yunlie's tone changed, "But don't try to escape, otherwise the consequences will be serious and serious."

Huang Rong said disdainfully, "I still have to run away?"

Cooking alone can conquer you!

When the time comes when you want to swallow your tongue, there is no harm in swaggering away!

Jiang Yuyan did not dare to obey the son's order.

You can't make chickens, but catching chickens is very easy.

Huang Rong took the ingredients and started the show directly on the spot.

The action is called flowing water.

Zhu Yunlie led the two little maids around him, exclaiming from time to time.

After the outer layer of soil is baked, the layers are cracked.

This is the end of the authentic beggar chicken with bright purplish red color and fragrant aroma.

"Try it~"

Xiao Zhao stretched out her little hand with saliva, but was patted by Jiang Yuyan, but Jiang Yuyan also swallowed her saliva.

Just smelling the smell makes people move their index fingers, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

Seeing Zhu Yunlie tearing it off without hesitation and fighting back, Jiang Yuyan was shocked: "Young Master, be careful!"

"It's okay, I'm immune to all poisons, so you can eat it while it's hot." Zhu Yunlie didn't care.

After cultivating the record of the emperor's shocking world, unless the world's top poison is the most poisonous to the evil, it will not hurt at all.

More than half of the beggar chicken was eaten in three or two strokes.

Seeing this, Huang Rong was even more proud.

But the soles of the feet are oiled.

I didn't know what to do just now, but I couldn't break free from this young master's hand, and I couldn't use my internal strength at all, and it was very evil.

Now that the three of them are eating with oily mouths, it is a good time to slip away.

"Hold on."

Zhu Yunlie's voice came from behind.

"What's the matter, son?" Huang Rong was confident in her cooking skills, and even more confident in being an extravagant son, who wouldn't be embarrassed to be a little beggar.

But the facts prove it again.

guessed wrong.

Zhu Yunlie wiped the corners of his mouth, "A chicken sent me away?"

"The taste is still in line with your son's taste." Huang Rong gradually became unsure of Zhu Yunlie's intentions, and slowly stepped back.

"It's a good fit."

"That's good. It's time for the son to fulfill his promise. Let's keep the green mountains and green waters flowing."

Zhu Yunlie laughed dumbly, "I said let it go, but I didn't say let it go now. What are you in a hurry, there is just a little cook who lives and cooks beside you."

Huang Rong was angry and shocked.

Anger is not talking.

Surprisingly, she didn't expect to be peeped out of her daughter's body.

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