Restart the Disaster of Another World

Wen Qun skillfully fries some sweet potato fries. In fact, the method of frying sweet potato fries is exactly the same as frying potato fries.

First, you need to clean the sweet potatoes or potatoes, then carefully peel them, and then cut them into long strips as thick as your little finger. After completing these steps, soak the cut sweet potato strips in salt water for a while, rinse them with water, and then cook them in a pot and take them out. Next, place the sweet potato strips outside to freeze for about an hour, and finally fry them again in a pan until the sweet potato strips become slightly hard and crispy.

Compared with dried sweet potatoes made by drying in the sun, fried sweet potato strips taste better, they are crispy when bitten, and make a crunchy sound when chewed. Wen Qun has a special liking for this unique taste and keeps chewing it in his mouth, even when walking.

Jing Yao looked at Wen Qun's little mouth that was constantly moving because of eating sweet potato chips and thought it was very cute, so he couldn't help but reach out and poke it a few times. As a result, Wen Qun glared at him fiercely for a few times, and Jing Yao finally restrained himself.

At this moment, the twin brothers were each holding a plate of French fries, eating with relish. When they saw Jing Yao and Wen Qun interacting so intimately, they chose to hide aside silently and turned a blind eye.

As time went by, the sky gradually darkened. Lately, the nights seemed to be coming later and later, and the weather was no longer as cold as before.

After closing the doors and windows, Jing Yao and the Wen family gathered around the stove to eat hot pot. The table was filled with a variety of ingredients. The juicy green vegetables were fresh and tender, as if they had just been picked from the fields; the soaked dried kelp exuded a faint ocean scent; the thick potato slices were neatly cut, making people hungry; the newly grown young leeks were emerald green and exuded a fresh aroma; the luncheon meat was red and white, very tempting; the frozen beef had clear textures and firm meat; and there were all kinds of meatballs floating in the steaming soup pot, making people salivate.

Wen Qun made a new dish, Shaobai. Although the method of making Shaobai is a bit complicated, Wen Qun is very familiar with it. He first put the whole piece of pork belly with skin into the water and boiled it until it was 80% cooked, then carefully picked it up, evenly spread it with dark soy sauce, and set it aside to dry. Then, he heated the pan, put the dried pork belly into the pan and fried it until the skin was slightly bubbling and the fat was slightly oily. At this time, the kitchen was filled with a rich meaty aroma. Next, Wen Xing began to stir-fry pickled mustard greens. He skillfully stir-fried it to fully release the aroma of the pickled mustard greens. Finally, he spread the fried pickled mustard greens on the bottom of the bowl, put the fried pork belly on it, put it in the steamer, and steamed it over high heat. After a while, the delicious Shaobai can be served.

Today is a special day for the Wen family, and Wen Xing is in a particularly good mood. He put down his chopsticks, ran to the storage room happily, and found a jar of good wine that he had treasured for a long time. "Ayao, come on, let's drink some." Wen Xing said to Jing Yao with a smile on his face.

"Okay, let's drink." Jing Yao understood why his father-in-law was so happy today, and naturally he was happy to drink with him. So, he took the initiative to stand up and took two wine glasses.

Wen Xing poured half a glass of wine for Jing Yao and filled his own glass. The two smiled at each other, then clinked their glasses and drank it all. As the wine went down his throat, a warm current instantly spread throughout his body, making him feel warm.

The table was filled with dishes that were so delicious that they made people salivate. There were both delicious wines and refreshing drinks. The dishes were so rich and varied that it was hard to keep up. After Wen Xing gave the order to "eat," everyone picked up their chopsticks and started to eat with relish.

The hot pot has two flavors: clear soup and red soup. Considering that the twin sisters cannot eat spicy food, they chose clear soup. In addition, there are a variety of delicious dishes on the table: exquisite cakes, sweet desserts, and refreshing cold dishes. They haven't been together like this for a long time and shared a feast of food. The separation during this period has made their longing for each other even stronger.

This dinner not only satisfied everyone's taste buds, but also greatly relieved and relaxed the tense nerves of several adults. Their lives have been quite smooth recently, without too many twists and turns, which has made their mental outlook refreshed. At least from their demeanor, they are no longer as exhausted as before, but are replaced by relaxed and happy smiles.

"It's been a long time since we had dinner together." Wen Qun sighed.

"Yes, it will take a month." Mother Wen nodded.

"Second brother, we made a lot of friends in Rongcheng." Wen Ling said.

"Yes, there are many brothers and sisters over there."

Wen Xing explained to Jing Yao: "The children from the teacher's family's clan school were sent there to study for a few days, and both children adapted very well."

Jing Yao thought of the clan school in the village, so he said, "The clan school in the village will also be established this year, and we can send the two children back."

Wen Xing nodded: "That's fine."

Mother Wen also nodded, agreeing seldomly. She used to be too strict with the twins. The two children had never played with their peers and were always bored at home. She taught them everything personally. This time, after sending them to the clan school, the two children became more sensible and understood. It also made her realize that she couldn't always keep the children locked up at home.

"Really? That's great." The twins answered in unison, and it was obvious that they were both very willing.

Jing Yao nodded. Although the clan school in the village was still very simple, he would continue to build facilities in the future and turn the clan school into a comprehensive college so that everyone could learn some knowledge and skills and have a good future.

After the meal, they boiled a pot of hot tea and the family sat leisurely in the rocking chairs and began to chat about family matters.

At this moment, the ice and snow melted, and everything was wet. The house was damp, and even many tiny water droplets seeped out of the floor. There were "streams" everywhere outside the house. Some families living in low-lying areas had "stream water" flowing directly into their homes along the road. Although their homes were flooded, the villagers had no time to care. They were busy planting vegetables and crops.

The winter wheat planted last winter has experienced a whole cold winter. Although it may face a large reduction in production, everyone is still happy to see the wheat ears still standing in the field, swaying in the wind. After all, after a winter of hard work, even if only half of the grain can be harvested, it is much better than having all the grain be weeds.

In addition, other land also needs to be reclaimed so that the various grains and vegetables purchased from Jing Yao can be planted in time. After all, everyone has hardly eaten vegetables throughout the winter. Although vegetables are not as filling as meat, how can people not eat vegetables?

The factory was slowly resuming production, and Treasure Pavilion had already started business, still carrying the same inventory as before, and business was as hot as ever. Jing Yao had to start thinking about adding more varieties.

"Ayao, do you want to take the candies out and sell them?" Wen Qun suggested.

Jing Yao looked at the colorful candies of various styles and joked with him, "Will Qun Qun be willing to give them up?"

Wen Qun was embarrassed, but still nodded, "I'm willing to give it up."

These candies were all made by Wen Qun himself according to his own recipes and designs. He asked a special master to carve the molds and made them one by one. The beet planting area was large and the amount of white sugar produced was large, but Wen Qun only used a small part of it. However, Jing Yao did not sell any of them and kept them all for him. However, he could use them freely and create what he wanted.

"Okay, you pick out some suitable ones and I'll give them to Wen Xin." Seeing him nod, Jing Yao also agreed. After all, they are food and have a shelf life. They cannot be stored for a long time, so it might as well be sold.

The two of them sorted out all the things in the laboratory, selected a few new products, and took them to the factory for production.

The snow and water in the back mountain had long since disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed. All this was due to the sudden rise in temperature, which was like a ruthless steamer, as if it had never existed.

Jing Yao deftly spread the bed sheet on the floor, then gently pulled Wen Qun to lie down together. After all, in this year, there are only a few short days between the cold and hot seasons that will have such pleasant weather. At this moment, the breeze gently brushed their cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness; the sky was as blue as a wash, clear and transparent, making people feel relaxed and happy; and the scorching sun shone through the dense branches, casting countless sparkling spots of light, like bright stars falling into the world.

They were well prepared, bringing all kinds of delicious canned goods, exquisite cakes, and delicious dried fruits and meats. These delicacies were placed aside, exuding an enticing aroma that made people salivate. In such a wonderful time, they could fully enjoy the gifts of nature and feel the warmth and company of each other.

They stole a half day's leisure from their busy lives. It was a rare good day, and both Jing Yao and Wen Qun enjoyed this leisure time very much.

"Good, good, good." The crowd downstairs suddenly became agitated, with voices clamoring and noises. A shocking and exquisite article was like a dazzling pearl, posted high on the wall. People gathered around, staring with wide eyes, carefully examining the article, and occasionally exclaiming in amazement and praise.

"Zhao Zhanglun is truly the most talented man in Jiangnan! It's such a pity that he failed to win the first place in the imperial examination this time." Someone said excitedly and passionately, his voice full of emotion.

"Brother Hu, what you said is wrong. This imperial examination not only has many talented people from Jiangnan participating, but also many children of aristocratic families. It can be said that there are many talented people here." Another person interjected.

"Yes, I remember there seems to be a King of Poetry in this session." A man who looked like a scholar suddenly interrupted.

"Tsk! If a great man like Qing Yunzi doesn't make any progress while being personally taught by him, he is probably just a piece of rotten wood." Someone sneered and said disdainfully: "Now he is just the Crown Prince's man..."

At this time, another candidate spoke cautiously: "Don't forget, walls have ears."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they quickly shut their mouths. They had only heard some rumors. His Royal Highness was still imprisoned in the East Palace, and the people who participated in the imperial examination were actually His Royal Highness's people, and even the Imperial Tutor was one of the chief examiners. No one could tell what His Majesty the Emperor was thinking. In such a sensitive period, it was better to be cautious in words and deeds.

Wen Yu's face was as calm as a mountain, as if he had foreseen the situation. The title of Qingyun's disciple brought him both benefits and disadvantages. If he did nothing, people would think he was just relying on the elders' influence; he won the title of Poetry King with his own strength, which was just the first step.

Next, he wanted to pass the imperial examination and let the world see the real him. It was for this reason that he never left his house even though he had been in the capital for several months.

Firstly, he needed to concentrate on preparing for the exam; secondly, he knew that he had risen too fast and his foundation was not yet solid, which would inevitably attract gossip from others. At this moment, he felt that there was no need to argue with those insignificant people, after all, in time, the facts would prove everything.

On the morning of April 1st, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing. The palace examination officially kicked off. Unlike the joint examination, the palace examination was held in the main hall of the imperial palace. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified. Elite candidates from all over the country gathered here to show their talents and wisdom on this day.

The palace examination only tests one question, which is undoubtedly a huge challenge for many candidates, but also a rare opportunity. The candidates who participated in this palace examination were all outstanding candidates who had been strictly selected through the joint examination. They were carrying great expectations and dreams to enter this sacred palace.

However, it is worth mentioning that this palace examination does not eliminate any Jinshi, but re-classifies the rankings according to the examination results. This regulation makes the examination room atmosphere a little more relaxed, but for those students who are eager to get their names on the gold list, the competition is still fierce.

"The Emperor has arrived——"

A bright yellow shadow appeared in the hall. No one dared to look up. The examinees knelt down one after another and said, "Long live the emperor."

"Stand up." Although the emperor's voice was calm, it contained a majesty that could not be ignored. After hearing this, all the Jinshi stood up and waited respectfully for the next instruction. Then, the emperor issued an order to issue the test questions.

The emperor sat on the high throne, his eyes calm and deep, like a pool of still water, gently sweeping over the candidates who were nervously answering questions. These people may become important pillars to support his dynasty in the future. When his eyes fell on Wen Yu, the emperor's eyes paused slightly. This was the first time he saw the last closed disciple of Qing Yunzi, the genius poet king who had long been famous. In terms of seniority, Wen Yu can be regarded as his junior brother! Unexpectedly, this legendary figure is so young, so promising and high-spirited!

After a tedious process of checking, calling the roll, distributing the papers, and praising and worshipping, the test papers were finally distributed to each candidate. At this moment, most candidates were very nervous, as they knew that this exam was related to their future career. However, among this group of people, there was one person who stood out - Wen Yu.

Wen Yu sat in his seat calmly, seemingly unaffected by the tense atmosphere around him. Because almost everyone knew that he was the top scorer in this year's exam. Wen Yu had been extremely intelligent and talented since childhood, and he was diligent and studious, so he had long been famous. He stood out in the imperial examination and became the focus of everyone's attention.

Facing the test paper in front of him, Wen Yu smiled slightly. He believed that he would be able to handle it with ease with his solid academic foundation. He calmly picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to answer the questions as if the whole world was only him and the test paper... Time passed by minute by minute. The examination room was extremely quiet. Only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper and the occasional sound of turning the paper could be heard. In this quiet atmosphere, everyone was concentrating on answering the questions, looking forward to handing in a satisfactory answer.

Time passed by minute by minute, as if it was infinitely stretched. Finally, a melodious bell sounded, and the invigilators began to collect the test papers. Those candidates who failed to complete the test papers were sweating profusely, watching the examiners take away the test papers, feeling anxious and uneasy, and their hands and feet were cold and numb.

However, they dared not make any sound, let alone resist, because this was the imperial palace, and the emperor was sitting above, watching everything. In this solemn atmosphere, they could only wait silently.