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Chapter 181 Xu Erlang: I have no family

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    Considering the problem of oil fumes, the kitchens of official ships are located on the upper deck of the cabin to facilitate the emission of oil fumes.  The walls and floor of the kitchen are painted with fire-resistant red paint. The main material of this paint is a resin called "insect-eating tree", which can prevent fire.

    Therefore, this kind of tree is promoted and planted by the Ministry of Industry on a large scale, and is widely used in the field of construction.

    In the kitchen, several cooks prepared lunch, sweating in the winter.  A large pot of fish soup was simmering in the pot, and the steam was "gurgling" against the lid of the pot, and the rich fragrance permeated the air.

    Xu Qi'an came to the stove smelling the scent, opened the pot on his own, and asked, "Is the fish soup ready?"

    "It will be ready soon!"

    The cooks were amazed that an adult actually entered the smoky kitchen in person.

    Xu Qi'an stared at the slightly light brown fish soup, which was the reason for adding soy sauce. He took a sip of the aroma and said, "Give me the spoon."

    A cook obediently handed over the spoon, Xu Qi'an scooped up some soup, tasted it, and said in surprise: "The smell of earth is very light."

    Restricted by seasoning and cooking skills, most river fish in this world have an earthy smell that cannot be removed.  Of course, except for the best restaurants, such as Guiyue Restaurant, where the cooks are of high level.

    Hearing this, the cook proudly said: "My lord, those of us who float on the water usually eat fish. No one in the world knows better than us about eating fish. How to get rid of the smell of earth, hehe we  There is a secret."

    He still kept his secrets and deliberately kept silent.

    Xu Qi'an let out a "huh": "I also have a secret recipe, which can increase the umami taste of this pot of fish soup by several percent."

    The cook didn't believe it, but he didn't refute it because he didn't dare.  But the disapproval in his eyes was not concealed.

    Xu Qi'an took out the porcelain bottle containing chicken essence.

    "Big, my lord"

    Several cooks turned pale with fright. They have served on official ships for many years and have received many officials.  Naturally sensitive to food.

    If the officials on board died of poisoning, they would also have to be buried with them.

    "What are you afraid of, you guys will try the poison later." Xu Qi'an comforted.

    The guys were not comforted at all, but even more worried.

    Xu Qi'an first poured a little into the pot, took a sip and tasted it, if it didn't feel enough, added some more, tasted it again, repeated several times, then nodded with satisfaction.

    "Come on, try it!" He scooped up a small spoonful of fish soup and handed it to the man who spoke.

    Xu Qi'an's tasting just now gave him courage, the cook hesitated for a moment, took a sip from the spoon, and in an instant, his eyes widened.

    The delicious fish soup soaked the taste buds, and "Gulu" poured into the abdomen as the Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

    Between the lips and teeth, there is a long aftertaste.

    "It's so delicious" the cook became excited, "My lord, what is this secret recipe, what a magical secret recipe it is, please teach me."

    Xu Qi'an: "Hehe."

    Governor Zhang sat on the slum, supported his forehead, and endured the shaking of the ship during the voyage. After taking the pills given by the warlock in white, he felt much more comfortable.

    The attendant brought hot tea and said: "Master, after passing the boundary of the capital, the wind on the river will be less, and then you will not have a headache."

    Governor Zhang nodded, took a sip of tea.

    "It's time for lunch, I'll get it for you." The follower said.

    "No need." Governor Zhang waved his hand, pinching his brows: "I'm dizzy and have no appetite"

    As soon as he finished speaking, his nose twitched: "What's the smell?"

    Through the open window, the river breeze rushed in with a fresh scent, which aroused Governor Zhang's gluttons and accelerated his saliva secretion.

    "Gulu" The attendant swallowed, his eyes drifted outside the house frequently, and his mind was no longer here.

    Governor Zhang pondered for a moment: "Forget it, even if you don't have an appetite, and you can't compete with your body, just help me get some foodWell, although the fish soup smells unbearable, I can't carry it. I have to share it with all the soldiers.  We share joys and sorrows."

    The entourage responded cheerfully, and trotted out of the room, saying to himself that your lord is worthy of being a scholar, and that shameless words can be said so beautifully.

    Xu Qi'an and his colleagues sat in the spacious hall, eating while eating, bragging and farting.

    "This fish soup is absolutely amazing. I have never had such a strong soup in my life."

    "Yes, even the fishy smell is delicious."

    "If I can drink this kind of fish soup every day, I will be happy to stay on the boat for the rest of my life."

    ?Dageng people sweated profusely and enjoyed the surprising fish soup.

    &nsp; Uncle Xu will be on night duty today, so he has to go out after dinner.

    The aunt looked at her husband and said doubtfully: "It stands to reason that Erlang should be back soon, he didn't bring much money and food last time."

    The mother naturally cares about her son, and always estimates the time when her son will return home.

    "Probably only a few days." Second Uncle Xu said indifferently.

    "Da Langhave you written to him?" asked the aunt.

    "have no idea."

    "I don't know what it means?" Aunt raised her eyebrows.

    "I didn't ask either." Second Uncle Xu replied, after eating his last bite of food, he hung his saber on his back and put on his helmet:

    "I'm going out, watch the bell at night, don't let her go to the well again. Also, don't be suspicious all day long, the house is not haunted."

    After finishing speaking, Second Uncle Xu went out.

    That night, he led a team of sword guards to patrol the outer city. When passing by the ancestral house, he found a figure squatting at the gate of the house, hugging his knees, burying his face in his arms, shivering in the cold wind.

    Beside him was a horse, snorting listlessly and pawing its hooves.

    There is no curfew in the outer city, and people can travel without restriction, but Yudaowei has the right to spot check and question. When he saw someone squatting in front of his house, the second uncle immediately led someone to greet him.

    Just as he was about to ask questions, the light from the torch illuminated the man's Confucian shirt, and suddenly he felt familiar.

    Uncle Xu was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he would not

    "Erlang?" He asked a little uncertainly.

    The Confucian shirt student slowly raised his head, he was handsome and haggard, it was Xu Erlang.

    Father and son looked at each other in silence for a long time, Second Uncle Xu's scalp was numb: "Why don't you go to the inn?"

    Xu Ningyan, who received a thousand knives, really didn't write a letter to his brother.

    "There's no money left."

    "Why don't you rest in the mansion?"

    "Horses will be stolen."

    "Why don't you go back to the academy?"

    "The city gate is closed."

    "The family moved to the inner city, and I forgot to tell you. Well, the inner city has a curfew, so my father will take you to the inn."

    Xu Erlang slowly turned his face away, his voice was hollow: "My lord, I have no family."

    Uncle Xu: ""

    At night, the lone moon hangs high.

    ?Official ships have limited rooms, Xu Qi'an does not have the treatment of a separate room for a gong, and he sleeps in a room with Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao.

    It's the kind of row of beds.

    He turned his head to look to the left, and Song Tingfeng was facing him.  Look to the right, Zhu Guangxiao is facing him.

    Xu Qi'an suddenly remembered a joke: If you slept between a man and a woman, would you turn your butt towards the man or the woman?

    If the butt is facing a woman, it will be regarded as gay, and if it is facing a man, there is a risk of being raped. In my case, I choose to lie down and sleep Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and the door knocked.

    The voice of Governor Zhang's entourage came from outside the door: "Master Xu, my master is here to invite you."

    ps: I didn't save the manuscript, once I get stuck, it will delay the update time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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