Golden Branch

Although it is said to be two letters, you only need to write one.

After all, Wang Lin lives on the farm, so Wang Heng can say whatever she wants to say to him directly.

What she really wanted to write was a letter to her biological mother, Jiang.

However, there is no rush for this matter, as outsiders like Wang Mian are still here.

"Don't worry, Fat Girl, I will send you a letter!"

It’s just the military camp in Yizhou, where his father often goes.

Even Lou Dalang dared to ride a horse all the way to Yizhou by himself.

Maybe it was Wang Heng's "Yeah Yeah" or because he was sure that Wang Heng was smart, but Lou Dalang was in a good mood.

He reached out and rubbed Wang Heng's little head, saying generously, "I'll deliver the letter! And as for the beef, I'll treat you to some too!"

When Wang Heng heard this, her eyes sparkled with sparkles. "Thank you, brother! I knew you were the best!"

When Lou Dalang heard Wang Heng praising him as "good" again, he felt a little excited and for a moment he forgot to care about the fat girl's "demolition of the bridge" - after begging, she didn't call him "ye ye" anymore?

"Hey! Can you cook beef?"

Lou Dalang was in a good mood and was willing to pay attention to those untouchables whom he had never looked down upon.

Wang?Jianmin?Mian:...Naughty boy, are you calling me?

Wang Mian raised his head and looked at Lou Dalang.

She wanted to hold her head high and say, "First of all, my name is not Hey, my name is Chu——"

Uh, okay, that's a mixed up story.

Wang Mian really wanted to remind the other person: My name is not Hello, I have a name, my name is Wang Mian.

The king of kings, the cotton of kapok flowers.

But Wang Mian didn't dare.

In the feudal dynasty with strict hierarchy, she was a commoner at the bottom of society and had no capital to talk about backbone.

After a few months of traveling here, Wang Mian has already realized the cruelty of reality.

The plots in novels are all lies.

There is nothing special about a time-traveling girl. She won’t make the rich and powerful think “Wow, she is so special, she has successfully caught my attention” if she scolds them in the street...even the rich and powerful themselves won’t show up, the slaves around them will drag her away and beat her half to death!

The man in front of me, Lou Dalang, looks young, only about seven or eight years old, but he is really not a good person.

Not to mention anything else, the fact that he had someone kill a cow just to trick Wang Heng into calling him "Yeah Yeah" is enough to prove his egocentric, arrogant and domineering nature.

The key point is that the people around him actually went there.

It won't take more than half an hour to get things done!

From this, Wang Mian knew that the family of this naughty child doted on him and spoiled him very much...this is what is called a naughty parent.

Wang Mian didn’t dare to say how destructive the combination of naughty children and powerful naughty parents would be.

However, Wang Mian was certain that if she offended this young man, it would not only be her who would suffer, but her entire family!

She is already dead in the modern world, and traveling back to ancient times is like being reborn. Wang Mian cherishes her life very much.

So, she suppressed her rage, smiled, and said respectfully, "My dear, I can make roast beef, stew beef, and pan-fried steak... I just don't know if my cooking skills are to your taste!"

Previously on the official road, Wang Mian had the audacity to say that these were “delicacies that the noble had never tasted before”.

Now, Wang Mian was more cautious in front of this naughty kid who looked difficult to deal with.

Misfortune comes out of your mouth!

Wang Heng was young and simple-minded, and only cared about eating and drinking. She would not be embarrassed because of "a lie".

This may not be the case for Lou Dalang!

He is a naughty kid.

Once he gets serious and gets entangled, Wang Mian feels that he is lucky not to be skinned alive!

"..."

Lou Dalang raised his eyebrows. This lowly person was quite self-aware.

However, thinking of the soufflé just now, Lou Dalang still had some "expectations" for Wang Mian.

Otherwise, he would not have had the sudden idea to bypass the kitchen and ask Wang Mian to do it.

"Then give it a try!"

Lou Dalang said lightly.

At his command, all the guards and servants around him started to move.

The beef from outside the yard was brought in. It was very fresh and still dripping with blood.

Moreover, the cow is not an old cow, but a calf that has not yet reached adulthood, and the meat is very tender.

Wang Mian: ...What an evil feudal society, what an evil privileged class.

While Wang Mian was secretly complaining, he directed the servants to either set up a grill, fetch firewood, or move a bronze tripod.

Yes, a bronze tripod.

In ancient times, there was also "hot pot".

However, it was not the brass pot of later generations, but a heavy and thick copper tripod.

“It would be great if we could just freeze the beef!”

When Wang Mian looked at the bronze tripod, he couldn't help but think of the delicious beef hotpot.

The fatty beef is rolled into a roll, frozen, and then lightly cut with a planer to form a beef roll.

What a pity, the ancient conditions...

"Want to freeze? Sure! Zhuangzi has an ice cellar!"

Wang Heng squatted beside Wang Mian, holding her chin with her chubby little hands, watching Wang Mian busying around.

Wang Mian muttered softly, and Wang Heng heard it.

"Ah? There's an ice cellar?"

"Yeah! It's scorching hot right now, so of course we need ice!"

Wang Mian: ...I was wrong! It wasn't that conditions were scarce in ancient times, but that conditions were scarce for the poor.

These evil dignitaries enjoy life no worse than people in later generations.

"...As long as there's ice! Haha, well, I'll have someone prepare the beef and put it in the ice cellar. It should be ready in half a day!"

Wang Mian's pride as a time-traveling girl was once again dealt a blow.

In ancient times, there was ice in the summer, and there were even "refrigerators" (ice jars). Cow's milk, goat's milk, etc. As long as Wang Mian mentioned it, the slaves on the Wang family's farm could get it as soon as possible!

Wang Mian suppressed the sadness in her heart and continued to busy herself with cooking delicious food for the two little ancestors.

Since we have ice, milk, and fresh fruit, let’s make a milk and fruit smoothie.

"... Delicious! Brother, this is delicious! It's icy cold, sweet and smooth."

Holding a glass bowl, Wang Heng scooped up a spoonful with a silver spoon, took a gulp, and put it into her mouth.

Cut fruits into pieces and milk smoothie, delicate yet slightly grainy.

There is also the cool feeling that extends from the mouth to the whole body, which is particularly pleasant in this hot June.

As a cute little girl, Wang Heng has a lot of flesh and is particularly afraid of heat.

However, considering her young age and delicate stomach, Fu's mother did not dare to give her too much ice or too much ice water.

Wang Heng had long been unable to bear the heat.

After taking a mouthful of the smoothie, the chubby girl felt so refreshed that she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Lou Dalang also likes this kind of cool and sweet "dessert", but he keeps his principle in mind: never let others see his preference.

He would not be like Wang Heng, who would directly write "enjoyment" and "satisfaction" on his face.

Lou Dalang swallowed a mouthful of smoothie and turned his head, just in time to see the fat girl's little appearance:

The big, round eyes curved into little crescents, the chubby little face was rosy, and the corners of the red little mouth were raised high... There were only two words on the chubby little face: "Satisfaction"!

"Is it so delicious?"

Lou Dalang couldn't help himself and reached out to pinch Wang Heng's face.

It's fleshy, soft, and chewy. The feel is amazing.

Lou Dalang couldn't help himself and pinched her twice more.

“It hurts~~~”

One side of her face was pulled, and Wang Heng was instantly awakened from the enjoyment of the delicious food. She opened her big round eyes and pursed her lips, "Brother! It hurts!"

"Still eating! You're almost fat as a ball!"

Lou Dalang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the grievance and accusation in the fat girl's eyes. While letting go of her hand, he did not forget to make amends for himself: "Eat less, your face is all fat!"

Hearing the words "fat as a ball," Wang Heng didn't feel humiliated or mocked. Instead, she felt a little happy: "Brother, is it true? I'm fat as a ball?"

That’s great! As long as I become fat like a ball, I won’t be a beauty anymore, and I won’t be sent away like my mother!

Wang Heng reached out and touched her chubby face. The feeling of flesh on her face made her feel at ease.

Lou Dalang: ...I must have been wrong just now. How can this fat girl be smart now? She's still as stupid as ever!

Instead of getting angry when someone calls her fat, she seems happy.

Lou Dalang didn't know what to say.

His face darkened as he continued to eat his smoothie with a silver spoon.

Wang Mian, who was serving on the side, did not forget to pay attention to the little couple despite being busy.

She saw Lou Dalang’s bear and Wang Heng’s... Buddha—wow, what a stable mental state, even comparable to Capybara.

Could it be that this little girl from the Wang family is also a member of the "Pig Clan"?

The most interesting thing is that Wang Heng's "Buddha" is specifically used to restrain Lou Dalang's bear.

All his evil behavior, when it came into contact with Wang Heng, was like a punch hitting cotton.

Haha, unless he is completely unreasonable and violent, jumping up and beating Wang Heng violently, otherwise, just verbal attacks and pranks will not hurt Wang Heng at all.

But, Lou Dalang won’t!

He is powerful, and so is Wang Heng!

Wang Mian lowered his head, trying his best to suppress the upward curve of his lips: Hey, what could be more exciting than seeing a naughty kid get humiliated?!

After eating the milk smoothie, Wang Mian used the Wang family's kitchen to bake a batch of snacks -

Wow, there were also "ovens" (baking ovens) in ancient times.

There are also some ingredients that Wang Mian thought were not available, which can be found in the Wang family’s kitchen.

Wang Mian was numb.

What completely broke the defenses of this time-traveling woman was that she actually found spices such as cumin in the storeroom of the Wang family's kitchen!

Except for the lack of chili peppers, most of the barbecue ingredients are available.

Wang Mian: ...Okay! They're powerful! Powerful! Powerful!

The spices from the Western Regions are more valuable than gold, so what?

Ordinary people cannot afford to eat it, but the powerful can keep it in the warehouse to collect dust and mold.

"Amian, what is this?"

Wang Heng continued to follow Wang Mian around like a little tail.

After spending half a day together, Wang Heng already knew that this skinny-looking girl was older than both her and Lou Dalang.

Wang Heng was six years old in lunar age, and Lou Dalang was seven years old in lunar age.

And Wang Mian is eight years old this year.

But they had not had enough to eat all year round, and there was a drought in the past two years, so Wang Mian's family almost starved to death.

It’s not easy to be alive, so why should you care about being dark, short and thin?

Wang Mian introduced herself like this: "At home, everyone calls me Wang Daya. A few months ago, I dreamed of a fairy, who gave me the name Wang Mian. Mian means "cotton" in the Kapok flower.

When introducing her name, she also took the opportunity to explain: how could she, a farm girl who grew up in a mountain village, make so many strange and exotic delicacies?

As soon as Wang Mian came here, he knew that he couldn't treat ancient people as fools.

The life in the past few months has made her even more determined to do this.

Although dreaming about gods was still a bit far-fetched, this was the most reasonable excuse Wang Mian could come up with.

Wang Heng believed it. "Huh? You even dreamed of a fairy. What do fairies look like?"

Wang Mian compared the image of Taishang Laojun in later TV dramas and gave Wang Heng a detailed description: "An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a purple and gold Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand..."

"laugh!"

Wang Heng was still listening with curiosity, but Lou Dalang beside her had already sneered.

Wang Mian knew that her words could not fool Lou Dalang at all.

But she still had to bite the bullet, ignore Lou Dalang's disdain, and continue chatting nonsense with Wang Heng.

She even brought out the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Investiture of the Gods and other systems of gods, and talked at length about what gods there were in heaven.

Guanyin, Tathagata Buddha, the Three Pure Ones, Erlang Shen...

Wang Heng's eyes lit up when she heard this. "...How could there be a monkey in a stone?"

"Can monkeys row their own boats to search for immortals overseas?"

After talking nonsense for a long time, Wang Mian finally had to take out the masterpiece Journey to the West.

Sure enough, not only Wang Heng was fascinated by the story, but even Lou Dalang no longer sneered all the time, but listened with pretended disinterest.

Wang Mian: ...Finally scared those two little guys.

After telling the story, Wang Mian was still busy preparing for the bronze tripod fat beef in the evening.

Then, she saw all kinds of spices. She was shocked and exclaimed in surprise in a low voice, which was heard by Wang Heng who had been following her.

Wang Heng's cry of "Amian" brought Wang Mian back to her senses. She pointed at the cumin seeds and said, "This is cumin, also known as fennel, a spice!"

"I'm going to use cumin to make some barbecue sauce and dipping sauce. When we grill the beef later, we can use the barbecue sauce. And when we eat the Tongding Fatty Beef, we can use the dipping sauce!"

"Oh!"

Wang Heng nodded obediently, praising her wholeheartedly, "A Mian, you know so much!"

Before Wang Mian could even finish her polite and modest remarks, Lou Dalang added sarcastically, "Fat girl, you're wrong. It's not that she knows more, but that the 'old immortal' taught her more!"

When Wang Mian heard Lou Dalang deliberately emphasize the pronunciation of "old immortal", she knew that this naughty kid still didn't believe her words.

If you don’t believe it, then don’t believe it.

Anyway, Wang Mian is here to make money, not to teach students.

As long as she gives the money, she doesn't care whether the other party believes it or not.

……

In the evening, the large bronze tripod was carried into the yard.

The beef had already been frozen. Lou Dalang called a guard over and quickly cut out meat rolls with a dagger, without even using a planer.

They are all the same size and as thin as a cicada's wing.

Put it in the boiling copper pot, and after a few rolls, the meat will be cooked.

Take it out and serve it with the prepared sauce or dipping sauce. The taste is so good that even Wang Lin and Lou Jin, who are sitting in the main hall, can't help but nod their heads.

Wang Mian won the first prize, and the Wang family was generous with the reward. They gave her a silver cake weighing ten taels, which was shiny and heavy. Wang Mian, the time-traveling girl, finally made her first pot of gold by eating delicious food!