The pork is more thin and fat, and the pork is better. It is tied with a thin rope, tied tightly, put it in the pot and cook thoroughly without overheating. Take it out and put it until it cools down. Then untie the rope and cut it out very thin pieces with sharp edges. The fat and thinness are solidified without dispersing.

It is placed on a plate and served with chopsticks, and dipped it in sauces such as soy sauce and minced garlic. It is not greasy and fragrant and mellow. This white cut meat is actually suitable for sorghum wine, but Fang Chang only ordered a pot of strong tea this time, and there was no gourd around her waist.

Cut the eel into shreds, one or two inches long, stir-fry with lard and stir-fry without any other ingredients except for the fine salt and a little coriander sprinkled on the pot. The raw fried eel shredded eel on the table is white, without losing its original flavor, with a slight crispy feel, and is extremely delicious.

Cut the chicken breast into a paste, then take the egg white, pour it into one direction and stir it until it is melted and there is no residue. Warm the oil pan and spread the egg paste into it, and it is in large and thin slices until it is thin but not broken, cooked but not burnt, and the heat is just right.

When it was out of the pot, a few tender bean seedlings were added to this hibiscus chicken slice as embellishment, and a few drops of chicken oil were sprinkled. The taste was both good and wonderful, and I loved it very much.

There are also pancakes that don't brush oil on the plate, which is more ordinary, but is quite soft and.

Compared with millet, the world has a little less wheat planting, which is labor-intensive and grinding noodles, so white flour cakes are also a more classy food.

In recent days, although Fang Chang has not found any news about the couple, he is accompanied by delicious food every day.

This is a very good life.

The money in the package was spent like flowing water.

Fang Chang moved his chopsticks elegantly and looked slow, but the dishes on the table seemed to be swept away by the wind and soon they saw the bottom. The pancakes cut into corners with chopsticks were left with only the last two left.

Fortunately, no one around, whether it was diners or the waiter, had noticed his unusual food.

Just as I was rolling up a slice of white meat with chopsticks and preparing to dip the sauce in the small plate next to me, my long ears suddenly moved.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the restaurant wall.

While eating, you can hear the subtle sounds in more than a dozen streets and alleys around you.

Fortunately, he has entered the path of cultivation and his original heart is firm and unmoved. Otherwise, if he has the ability to hear thousands of voices, he will only be crazy or live in seclusion in the desert grassland.

It should be two citizens, who were talking quietly at about three intersections here, and could not hear the sound of walking. It was probably the two of them standing still, according to the echoing of the conversation, and it was in the alley.

At the same time, there was the movement of melon seeds being cracked and the skins of melon seeds fell to the ground.

One of them asked in a Yuzhou accent, "Uncle Four, are you better to build a bridge or to ask a teacher and a school?"

The man called Uncle Fourth knocked a few melon seeds, as if he was hesitating and thinking, then stopped and said:

"I can't say which one is better. When building a bridge, you can walk five miles away from the opposite side. If you use this money to build a school, it will allow the children around you to read, read, read and understand the truth. It seems that all of them are good."

There were two rustling sounds, probably the man who spoke in a muffled voice at the beginning, scratching his head: "I thought it was the same. If the water officer donated more, then he would build both a bridge and a school."

Fang Chang put down the pancakes here, stuffed the slices of meat into his mouth, chewed them and continued to listen.

I don’t know if the person who was called the fourth uncle shook his head, but he said in disagreement with the tone of the elderly:

"We are rich and noble, we can't think like this. How much we donate is someone else's business. What we need to think about is where to invest the money and grain donated by the staff. When the collegial is held, we can make a decision with everyone."

"After all, this Shui Junwai family and the privately-owned family are all industries that the ancestors were officials and rewarded by the court, and they do good deeds almost every year, which is not comparable to those who are rich and unkind."

"My nephew was taught." The young man was still muffled and he didn't have time to eat melon seeds. "Yes, this official family is different. Shui Yuanwai's family lives in simplicity all day long, very low-key, completely different from those who eat all day in the city."

The sound of cracking melon seeds began to be mixed with the crisp sound of pinching peanut shells.

"Uncle Fourth, the peanuts you cooked at home are good. Did you use the sand dug by the river?"

"Yes, I've passed the sieve. If you like it, eat more... I thought about it. It's nothing to walk a few more steps on weekdays. Anyway, everyone doesn't cross the river often. It's not during festivals. Who usually has to go to the other side of the river for nothing? There are everything here. But children can't delay reading and reading. If they are a year late, they can't find a way to make up for their age."

"...Uncle Fourth, you are right. When the collegiate discussion is held a few days later, I will throw the mung beans into the school building."

"Well, I'm the same, I'd better build a school."

“Yes, yes…”

Fang Chang smiled slightly here. It should be the family they mentioned, at least they are related people. After all, the surname Shui is very rare, and I have never heard of anyone's surname Shui during these days when I was wandering around in Yuzhou.

The Shui Manwai mentioned in their mouths sounded like a good family.

At least what is done is completely in line with the morality of this era.

Fang Chang retracts his attention and sweeps away the food on the table in front of him. Wasting food is a shameful act. Fortunately, Fang Chang has a good appetite and eats a lot, so he never fears too much food.

"Cheer officer walks slowly~!"

After casting the spell to clean up his mouth, Fang Chang walked out of the door, and the waiter behind him bowed slightly and shouted.

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Since he had learned the news, Fang Chang retreated from this slow state and began to inquire with purpose.

Although this family is low-key in daily life, they have not been escaping from the world, so it is not difficult to find.

I just found a roadside boy and asked, and Fang Chang knew where Shui Yuanwai’s house was located. But this time I didn’t meet the interesting child who asked for equivalent rewards to guide the way.

The news I got from Uncle Li before was that everyone thought that the child was killed by a thief with his old servant, and he did not know that he was rescued. It was even more impossible for anyone to know that the child died of illness when he became an adult, and another soul had been replaced in his body, leaving only an obsession.

In this era, it is not uncommon for babies to die. I think the couple should have already let go after their grief.

The Shui Man Wai’s house is a tall courtyard, which looks quite old. There is a stone lion with a stake at the door, and the words “Shui Mansion” are written on the plaque.

Seeing this name, Fang Chang smiled: I don’t know, I thought it was the Water Temple.

He was close to him, and he calculated his fingers and knew that he had come to the right place this time. The opportunity to resolve this obsession was in this courtyard, thinking that his original parents were in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!