The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

“It has to be me, dad!” Yan Yu pointed at her little nose and shook her head, smiling, “Then my contribution is real, thanks to our family for the bounty and silver!

 Look, I’ll change you into a formal establishment, an iron rice bowl! There is salary and silver every month, but the water flows slowly!

 The general flag is the seventh rank, which is not a low starting point! Come on dad, our family's wealth depends on you! "

The truth is this, but the credit for his daughter’s hard work is in vain.

Yan Laoer couldn't stand it.

I feel that my daughter is so outstanding, but in this terrible world, she can't study and pass the exams, and she can't become an official if she has meritorious service. She is wronged, very wronged!

My eyes and nose were visibly red, my body twitched twice, and I was about to burst into tears the next moment.

"God bless you, come out. I have something to say to you," Mr. Tian said with a straight face.

Yan Yu blinked and looked at her uncle.

Yan Huaiwen was categorizing the documents, and the King of England had them sent back. He was sorting through them while he was reading them, and he was not very fast, so he finally read a few books.

At this moment, he raised his head when he heard the sound and met the waiter’s eyes.

 “Uncle, Master, this is...”

Yan Huaiwen smiled lightly: "I'm afraid your master won't be able to see your father cry."

 Understood, dad does have shallow eye sockets and is about to cry.

Mr. Tian took Yan Laoer to a place where no one was around. He stood still and looked at him without saying a word.

Yan Laoer originally wanted to cry, but with the teacher looking at him like this, it was really hard for him to cry.

"teacher?"

"Don't look at how easy it is for the prince to talk. A royal child has been taught by famous teachers since he was a child and grew up in the palace. It's not like anyone can get what they want with merit."

"The prince met the waiter first, then Huai Wen, and then you. If one of the three of you cannot convince him, the credit will not fall on you. Your eldest brother has kept the conversation with the prince. Take a step back in a measured manner, and then you rush in stupidly, so naturally..."

Mr. Tian’s face looked a little complicated: “It’s also your destiny!”

"God bless" Mr. Tian sighed and patted his arm: "Don't let the waiter live up to his hard work!"

"The child is right. This life-saving grace is the most beneficial to you. You don't feel embarrassed. You can get a title..."

Mr. Tian also bullied his students for not knowing much about official affairs.

 When a person is granted a title, it is usually a posthumous honor.

 Then there is Gao Mu who shades his wife.

“You will also be a general who will lead armies in the future. You need to change your temper.” Mr. Tian sighed again and said seriously: “Be stronger!”

 …

 The room was quiet except for the sound of turning books.

Yan Yu opened the door and looked out. When she saw her father and master appearing in the yard, her eyes lit up.

　　Welcome out joyfully.

Yan Laoer's mood has stabilized.

 The eyes and nose are still a little red.

 “Dad, are you crying? Are you so moved?! Hahahaha!” Yan Yu’s joke about her father was not ambiguous at all.

 “Nonsense, I’m freezing!” Yan Laoer emphasized loudly.

Yan Yucai didn’t believe it.

 Still hahaha.

"Your master can testify. Teacher, please say something quickly!" Yan Laoer said eagerly.

Mr. Tian:…

He said helplessly: "Your father didn't cry."

Yan Yu didn’t believe in her father, but she believed in her master.

 Stop laughing, touch your belly instead.

 “Dad, I’m hungry!”

“The meat is all sliced ​​and ready-made. Dad brought some vegetables from home. The prince wants to eat the mutton-boiled meat, so we won’t add anything else to the pot. Dad will make it for you if you want to eat it.”

Yan Laoer walked to the kitchen in a hurry.

Yan Yu jumped up and followed behind.

 “I want to eat rice!”

 “Chinese! Dad roll out some more noodles and make two kinds!”

“I still want to eat braised pork!” Yan Yu said while swallowing.

 “Arrangement.” Yan Laoer agreed simply.

 “Firewood turkey, no no, pork belly and chicken!” Yan Yu went through the stock in the yamen and ordered the dishes with ease.

"all!"

“Spicy chicken gizzards! Braised chicken wings!” Yan Yu became more and more excited as she ordered more. She was no longer limited to official ingredients.

Yan Laoer is stuck!

"There isn't any here. Otherwise, let's wait for you to go home, and dad will make it for you when you get home."

“I’ll let Jiuxiao airlift hahaha!” Yan Yu swallowed her saliva, “Dad, mix some cold dishes, make some sugar water and let it cool outside, and let Jiuxiao bring some of our sweet garlic...”

Yan Laoer said to himself that my daughter is a good eater, so the table is fully arranged.

 …

Li Xuemei looked at the basket that Grandma Rong had packed, and pointed at Jiuxiao.

 laughed angrily.

This child can fly high with the support of the sky, right? He is not afraid of being seen.

 You are so greedy that you must have this bite today?

She waved her hand helplessly and funny: "Go."

Jiuxiao got the order, grabbed the basket and took off on the spot.

Li Xuemei looked at the direction in which Jiuxiao was flying, and confirmed with Grandma Rong: "Both of them are in Huju?"

 Mother Rong nodded.

Li Xuemei muttered: "I don't know how to ask Jiuxiao to send a letter."

 …

　This table in the evening was an eye-opener for the King of England and the Crown Prince!

 Especially the former.

The Yan family eats a lot of food, but they don’t know that Yan Er still has some skills!

 Stewed meat!

 The King of England silently remembered the name of this dish!

tasty! Yan Laoer's introduction is simple. The meat is coated with flour and oil, and then drizzled with juice. It should be eaten while it's hot.

As soon as the meat was in his mouth, the King of England felt that this dish was so good!

 It’s delicious and crispy in your mouth!

 It was just salty, and he didn't even want to stop eating three pieces.

 Pork belly chicken.

 Is it the pork belly he was thinking of?

Out of his trust in the Yan family, the King of England took off his chopsticks.

 He did not pick up the chicken, but instead moved towards the pork belly.

The King of England was shocked. His teeth were screaming at this special texture. He was chewing so hard!

 Take another sip of soup!

Well!

Fresh! beautiful!

The King of England moved his chopsticks again, paused at the chicken wings, and then picked up the spicy chicken gizzards next to them.

“Your Majesty, this is spicy!” Wang Gonggong reminded in a low voice.

The King of England nodded and decided to have a taste.

 It’s numb, spicy and chewy!

This is chicken gizzards?

 It’s so delicious? !

Chicken wings are difficult to clip and not easy to eat.

But it doesn’t matter. At this time, the King of England has put aside his face and greeted everyone casually: “Eat it while it’s hot. It’s all casual. It’s better to be as comfortable as I am!”

 He decisively picked up the chicken wings and tore off a piece with his teeth.

 Squinting his eyes happily.

 After that, I adjusted the angle without any instruction, started to move my mouth from various positions, and cooperated with my lips, teeth and tongue, and I quickly completed the medium-difficulty action of deboning the chicken wings.

 Everyone started to move.

　　They all picked up their favorite plates and took out their chopsticks.

The King of England vividly interpreted seven words with his ordinary face - delicious, delicious, delicious!

The people sitting at the table, needless to say, the prince, Xue Baihu is a relative, and Mr. Tian has been an official for many years, so he is not confused about the battle in front of him.

The prince and your father-in-law also have a seat today, right next to the King of England.

He naturally prepared the dipping sauce for the King of England, the Crown Prince, himself and the waiter. After that, he devoted himself to taking care of the waiter's food and drink, occasionally passing a handkerchief to the King of England and serving soup.

Yan Huaiwen didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He could even joke with the King of England and persuade him to drink.

As for Yan Laoer and Yan Yu, father and daughter, they are just too big-hearted.

 Eating, drinking, and downing a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere at the table became hotter by the eyes.

Yan Laoer habitually takes care of the whole table. He is the one who prepares the meat, dishes and wine. His pair of serving chopsticks fly up in the air.

Yan Yu is responsible for feeding her godfather.

 Should I say it or not, the child is hungry!

 It’s Zundu, not fake!

The King of England was in a good mood, so he took a piece of radish and poked it into the sauce.

The prince also followed suit.

The pot was not neglected either, and with one chopstick he picked up the mutton meat that was unwilling to separate and was entangled.

 Mix it in the dipping sauce.

 Put a whole dollop into your mouth.

This is how Yan Yu eats.

 She can't use chopsticks, but it's okay, a spoon is enough.

His cheeks are bulging, his face is flushed, his forehead and the tip of his nose are covered with sweat, he digs into his food, and looks up at anyone who meets his eyes with a happy smile.

 The King of England, Lord Tian, ​​and Yan Huaiwen all made a tacit understanding and did not mention what the King of Qi did to Xizhou. They were talking about the most important spring plowing at the moment.

The prince listened attentively and occasionally said a few words.

Yan Laoer didn’t show any stage fright when asked, he just opened his mouth and said, “My life is in vain.”

 The discussion was mixed with the prince’s gentle words:

 “Waiter, slow down, come on, wipe your mouth.”

“Which one else do you want to eat? I’ll give it to you!”

 “Drink some sugar water to moisten yourself.”

"Want to eat sweet garlic? Can I peel it for you and eat it with the skin on? Okay, let's go to the outside. The layers of skin are old and not delicious."

“Master, don’t just give me some food, you can also eat it!”

　　"I'm full. I've eaten a lot today."

 “Help me rinse some vegetable leaves.”

“Okay, we, the waiter, are good at eating. Vegetable leaves are very valuable at this time, so I’ll give you some more.”

 …

Xue Baihu was fine, just looking at the waiter, and he would eat whatever she ate.

 As I looked at it, I started to feel sore.

 What a wonderful baby.

Eating tiger, always happy, it hurts everywhere.

Having good physical strength, good at reading, quick at arithmetic, and a bright mind.

He was able to perform meritorious deeds, and he had found out clearly about saving the prince. The waiter was brave and resourceful, and dared to go back and kill the pursuers. She could command a group of adults. When she was dissatisfied, she dared to shout and threaten, and escorted the prince all the way back. Arranged properly.

This kid, how can he be so capable!

　　Xue Baihu! Mr. Yan!

 Tsk tsk! Where did it come from?

 The waiter and the prince asked for it! !

The prince wanted to reward Yan with the second general flag, so he handed it to him as well.

 What kind of fairy child is this!

 Why is the surname Yan instead of Xue? !

Xue Baihu looked at the waiter eagerly for a while, then turned to stare at Yan Er. Repeatedly, the envy and jealousy flowing freely in his eyes rushed out, and they were almost full!

Yan Er, there is one thing he really obeys.



 Halfway through writing, I feel hungry. That’s not right. I’m greedy! o(*////▽////*)q

Zhai Zhai, who ate 8 (small) boxes of leeks for dinner, cooked rice porridge for himself. He planned to just have 3 small pickles and cut up red sausage. He was also hesitant to add a sea duck egg for himself...(ω)

 Please don’t follow my example and eat in the middle of the night, you will get fat! ! ()

Although it is still one chapter, the number of words in this chapter is a bit more hehe~ Is there any progress?