The domestic guard is a little sweet

An Shier thought for a while, took a deep breath and walked to the middle of the dormitory. Zhao Jin was sitting at the table with his back to the door, counting something, the table was full of bank notes.

Dark Twelve couldn't restrain his beating heart and walked behind Zhao Jin, he could smell the familiar ambergris on the master's body so close, he couldn't restrain his hands, and gently picked up a strand of Zhao Jin's black hair, with a low voice dumb.

"master…"

Zhao Jin came back to his senses in a daze, looked back, and saw An Twelve pulling a bright smile.

"You're here! Let me tell you, there are..."

Before Zhao Jin finished speaking, An Twelve leaned over and kissed the corner of Zhao Jin's lips, exchanging breaths.

Although the two had been intimate many times, An Twelve never took the initiative. Zhao Jin was a little dazed by his kiss, with beautiful phoenix eyes.

Dark Twelve's resolute and handsome face was full of piety, and his lips were soft and cold.

Under the lean waist was a pair of straight and slender legs with well-proportioned bones and flesh. Zhao Jin had once felt the explosive power contained in the thin muscles there.

Zhao Jin suddenly smiled and rolled his eyes, casually threw away the bank note in his hand, got up and hugged An Shier, and bit his lips hard.

"Is that all you can do? Master teach you something fun, okay?"

Dark Twelve, like a woodcutter bewitched by a goblin, nodded foolishly and couldn't help but kiss the corner of Zhao Jin's mouth.

In the afternoon of this day, it was the prince himself who came out to call for water.

After the hot water was sent to the outer room, all the servants left knowingly.

It's just that at night, when the big guys saw An Twelve coming out of the main courtyard to bring dinner to the master, they felt that his walking posture was a bit weird.

Dark Twelve is now Zhao Jin's personal bodyguard, and the two of them often stick together, and the people in the palace have long been familiar with it.

Zhao Jin still insists on resting in the morning every day, health-preserving exercises, and drawing and writing during the day. Although he ordered people to go out to take in those homeless orphans and give them their crafts, what these people were taught , except for some skills, the Four Books and Five Classics, the main courses are all written by Zhao Jin himself.

After all, Zhao Jin is a person who has experienced the struggle of the college entrance examination and was successfully admitted to a top university. Although he is studying computer, he still has a good understanding of some knowledge of physics and chemistry.

He tried to integrate some knowledge and ideas from later generations into these teaching contents. Although it was very obscure, it was a subtle effect, and Zhao Jin didn't know what effect he wanted to achieve.

Every time when writing textbooks, Zhao Jin would think of those skinny little beggars with immature but numb eyes on his way back to the palace after the epidemic.

He just wants to plant a seed called hope in the hearts of these children who have experienced hardships.

But Zhao Jin didn't know that the few words An Twelve had glimpsed in the textbooks he wrote were enough to shock the other party.

And whenever An Twelve saw those soul-stirring words, his knowledge would be extremely shocking. An extremely powerful soul lived in his master's frail body.

As for the contents of the teaching materials compiled and exhibited by Zhao Jin, only An Shier and Zhao Jin knew about them, and after they were finished, they would be secretly sent to various places by the dark guards.

The days are going on in a stable and orderly manner. Zhao Jin practices health-preserving exercises every day. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but he feels that his body is getting better gradually. , the people who serve close to him are all happy, and the service will be more meticulous in the future.

For about a month or so, all the field crops that Zhao Jin had in the farm near the outskirts of Beijing had been harvested this season, and the seeds he got from overseas businessmen had been planted. Although some of them didn't germinate, they were still harvested.

Zhao Jin ate fresh and tender grilled corn, tomatoes and carrots.

What's even more rare is that there are cumin in this batch of seeds. Although the germination rate of cumin is extremely low after being planted, the remaining dozen or so plants are enough to make Zhao Jin happy. Keep it and keep the seeds for further cultivation.

And these rare cumin was properly dried by Zhao Jin, and after some of them were sealed up, the chef ordered the people to use small ink to grind them into powder and mix them with more than ten kinds of spices such as chili and pepper to form a large bag of barbecue seasoning.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Jin directed the cooks in the back kitchen and the master chefs in charge of the kitchen to slice and marinate various meat products, then put them on the slate for baking, and finally sprinkled with barbecue ingredients, the aroma of the meat was instantly stimulated by various spices. Out, the servants around who were exuding bursts of fragrance all swallowed subconsciously.

Zhao Jin picked up the savory, tangy and oily sliced ​​meat, blew on it twice, and stuffed it in his mouth impatiently. In an instant, the salty and slightly spicy meat smell permeated his mouth. Zhao Jin sighed and squinted his eyes deliciously .

Opposite the pile of stone boards the size of a chessboard, Dark Twelve was sitting on a small wooden bench, constantly turning over slices of meat roasted on the stone board and sprinkling seasonings. Seeing Zhao Jin eating, his eyes were crooked, and there was a smile on his face as he cooked the roasted beef. Lamb, carefully placed next to the master bowl.

"Master, try the mutton again."

Zhao Jin nodded again and again, feeling better after eating delicious food. He picked up a few slices with his chopsticks, and sent them to the dark twelve bowls where he thought they were delicious.

"Eat it quickly, and you can try it too. This meat is even more delicious after adding cumin."

Zhao Jin put the tongs in Sun He's hands, picked up a piece of barbecue with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed carefully. The natural and strange fragrance made his eyes widen slightly.

After all, it was his bedside person, Zhao Jin knew that he liked An Twelve when he saw An Twelve's appearance, so he raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"It's delicious, then eat more."

After speaking, Zhao Jin took another mouthful of the grilled beef, paired with a mouthful of Fenjiu, it was absolutely delicious.

Manager Liu hurriedly set up a small table, and placed a few refreshing and delicious side dishes next to Zhao Jin to relieve his boredom.

After eating barbecue for three days in a row, although Zhao Jin was very happy, he got angry gorgeously, and two red and swollen blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth, which frightened the servants around him. For diagnosis and treatment, he prescribed a few soups that are mild and irritating, and told Zhao Jin that he must not eat any more irritating things in the past few days, so he gave up.

The people serving Zhao Jin were extremely nervous, especially An Twelve, who was always in front of Zhao Jin. Whenever he wanted to eat some barbecued meat, An Twelve would look at him eagerly, although he could He didn't try to dissuade him loudly, but he couldn't bear to look at Zhao Jin's eyes, so he could only drink the bitter gunpowder pitifully.

Although there is no way to feast on it, cumin is a good thing. It can be used as both a spice and a seasoning. With this prepared barbecue seasoning, Zhao Jin focused on making money.

He has a lot of shops in his hands, and a restaurant is not well managed. Zhao Jin simply changed the two floors of the barbecue upstairs, the first floor is used for ordinary guests, and the second floor is only used for private dining rooms.

Zhao Jin specially ordered his craftsmen to build a batch of barbecue ovens of uniform specifications, and burn charcoal to supply the barbecue building every day. With the strange fragrance of cumin barbecue ingredients, it instantly captured the appetite of these old gourmets in the capital.

Barbecue building customers come like a cloud every day. When it gets dark, there will be barbecue stalls at the entrance of the building, specializing in roasting some low-priced vegetables and animal offal at low prices.The taste is excellent, attracting the common people nearby.

Even if the common people are not rich in money, they can spend a few pennies to buy a bunch of them to try something new.

In a short period of time, it is no problem for the barbecue restaurant to make a lot of money every day. If this barbecue restaurant is not under the name of King Rui, I am afraid that the businessmen of other restaurants would have already rushed forward to snatch it with envy.

Zhao Jin knew very well that such things as profit cannot be monopolized, and he would have to share his soup with meat, so he simply declared that the barbecue restaurant's secret recipe and barbecue skills could be joined by outsiders.

At the beginning, these ancient people were still a little unfamiliar with the word "joining in". After hearing the explanation from the shopkeeper of the barbecue building, it turned out that they could pay some silver and hang up the sign of the barbecue building. They use.

The barbecue grills will not draw their profits from it, but in addition to the initial payment of some money to join the barbecue restaurant, buying these secret barbecue seasonings every quarter requires a sum of money.

And the condition is that it is not allowed to open a second barbecue in the boundary of the capital, but in other places, only one barbecue is allowed within every kilometer.

When this word got out, although many businessmen in Beijing felt sorry for them, they all had relatives. If the franchised barbecue restaurant went to other places to open a shop, it must be making a lot of money every day.

What's more, the barbecue building was hung up in the future, and it was more or less owned by Lord Rui. Just thinking about it, even if it is opened in other places, it can be kept safe. These businessmen are all shrewd.

After thinking about it for a long time, some businessmen from other places gritted their teeth and took out the money.

For the first batch of businessmen who joined the barbecue building, Zhao Jin simply gave a big discount. The top fifty were given a barbecue pit, twenty per person.

You must know that this barbecue grill is made of refined iron, and no matter in what dynasty and generation, iron and salt are both controlled items.

It would take some time for ordinary businessmen to get so much iron to build a barbecue pit, but now that Lord Rui gave them a generous gift, they were naturally overjoyed.

And those businessmen who were thinking and hesitating all picked up their silver tickets and rushed to the barbecue building, wanting to buy secret barbecue and open their own barbecue restaurant. Suddenly, not only diners flocked, but also these businessmen flocked to the barbecue floor, in the middle.

Zhao Jin happily counted the banknotes here, and the news finally came down that the emperor ordered Zhao Jin to be the censor of Guangdong and Guangxi farmers, and took this batch of newly produced sweet potatoes to Guangdong and Guangxi.

The so-called patrolling censor supervises the food tax and farmland in various places, and has a lot of power.

However, the elder brother of the cheap emperor also knew that Zhao Jin had never held a related position, and was afraid that he would not be able to get started, so he specially sent a deputy, Mr. Dong, who was from the Empress Dowager Dong's natal family just by his surname.

This Mr. Dong has been to the south of the Yangtze River five times successively, patrolling salt censors and agricultural censors. He is extremely skilled. He will follow Zhao Jin as his deputy, and he will definitely carry Zhao Jin's sedan chair.