After school, the students rushed out of the school like tired birds, no, like sheep. Zhao Zhongkuang looked at it with a smile, and then went to the kitchen.

Yesterday he cut a pound of pork at the meat stall at the end of the alley, but today there is more than half a pound left.

Cut off the fat meat and then throw it into the pot to boil oil.

When the oil residue gradually changed color, he took out the excess oil and put it in the oil tank. Zhao Zhongmiao added some lean meat and stir-fryed.

The lean meat should be stir-fried quickly in a pot with oil, otherwise it will stick to the pot. This is Zhao Zhongkuang's experience.

Why!

Still sticky to the pot!

Zhao Zhongkuang was a little depressed.

Chen An said something to them, such as men need to have the ability to support themselves, which is not only about making money, but also about washing and cooking.

The more I learned in the royal academy, the more grateful Zhao Zhongkui became to Chen An. He felt that Chen An brought himself to a completely new world, a world completely different from his before.

In the past, his life in the prince's mansion was carefree. Even if Zhao Yunliang and his son pretended to be crazy and stupid to practice Taoism and fasting, that had nothing to do with him. He could always find food.

But since he arrived at the academy, he has been studying the carefully arranged courses Chen An thirsty, and gradually felt that his past was in vain.

What a playboy, that is consuming life!

People are born with spirit, what do you have to do for yourself?

This is Chen An's words.

Chen An said at the time: Think about it, the pigs, cattle, sheep, and chickens, ducks, and geese have heads, eyes, noses... Most of the things that people have, but people become the masters, but they become human flesh, which is the luck of being born with spirits.

You have this luck to cherish, otherwise it will be no different from those things.

Whether it is hard or tired, this is evidence of your existence in this world. The longer you pass, the deeper the imprint.

So he chose to teach.

Mr. is the craftsman of the soul. This is Chen An’s positioning of Mr. He. For this reason, a group of people in the academy are ready to become craftsmen of the soul.

But Zhao Zhongmiao took the lead.

He put the vegetables in, and with a squeak, the steam suddenly rose.

After the dishes were ready, he removed the burning wood in the stove, then waited for a while, and used the remaining charcoal fire in the stove to cook the rice again.

After uncovering the lid of the pot, Zhao Zongjiang sniffed the fragrance of rice, shoveled it up quickly, and then added water to it.

After dinner later, the water in the pot was just enough to be warm, and it was just enough to wash the pot and wash the dishes.

He sat on the stool and ate slowly. At this moment, there were various sounds outside, but he felt everything was quiet.

When eating alone, your mind calms down and you can carefully feel the original taste of the food.

This is a pleasure.

When you are drinking with others, when you are full of guests, when you are facing the table of delicacies... you cannot feel this pure smell.

It seems that you are the only one in the world.

Very wonderful feeling.

Zhao Zhongkuang heard the choking sound and looked sideways, but he was a servant at home.

"Little Langjun..."

The servant cried, "You are precious in the prince's mansion, and now you are like the people..."

Zhao Zhongkuang frowned and said, "Can the people eat meat all day long?"

The servant was shocked, "By the way, little husband, the prince summoned me!"

"Wait until someone finishes eating."

Zhao Zhongmiao began to eat hard, and the servant couldn't help swallowing a few saliva when he saw him eating large pieces of meat.

I ate too much vegetarian food in the prince's mansion, and when I saw meat, I felt like I saw a fairy pill. The prince had been very kind before, saying that he would drink porridge from the whole mansion today, but the vegetables were made better and more gluten and tofu. But he was sent out to summon Zhao Zhongkui, and he guessed that when he went back, he would only have some porridge left.

Zhao Zhongmiao finally didn't finish his meal. He got up and prepared to clean up. The servant came over and said, "The prince is in a hurry! The little man is going to go quickly and leave it to the villain."

Good man!

Zhao Zhongkuang nodded and hurried back.

After the servant waited for him to leave, he looked at the remaining vegetables with his eyes, picked up the chopsticks, turned his head, and then started eating hard.

"fragrant……"

"The meat is so fragrant!"

Zhao Zhongmiao arrived at the Prince's Mansion all the way, and the housekeeper was waiting at the door. When he saw him coming, he shouted: "Young man is back!"

Is this a draw?

Zhao Zhongkuang felt that something was wrong everywhere in this house.

Look, the butler ate the mouth was full of oil and didn't even wipe it. He used his tongue to lick the oil on his lips, looking satisfied.

"Thank you, little husband."

The servants I met along the way were all happy.

What's going on?

Zhao Zhongkuang looked confused. When he saw his grandfather and father, he was overwhelmed by great enthusiasm.

"My son, you have a future now, and you are willing to die for your father at this moment."

Zhao Zongjiang cried in his son, but he just burped, and the smell of mutton was smelled.

The so-called drinking porridge from all over the house is for Zhao Yunliang and his son who were forgiven, which is just for Zhao Shu to see. When they return to their own place, they eat meat when they should.

Zhao Yunliang stood behind and suddenly kicked Zhao Zongjiang, "Get out!"

Zhao Zongjiang let go of his son and burped again.

Zhao Zhongkuang confirmed that it was mutton flavor. It seems that the family has improved their food today!

No wonder the butler's mouth is so greasy.

The official family forgives the prince and gets the news in the mansion. Although they cook vegetarian dishes, the chef decisively used meat oil, and everyone's stomachs were round and so comfortable!

"Zhongmin has a promising future."

Zhao Yunliang reached out to touch his grandson's face and sighed: "Do you know that the official family has sent a reward today?"

Zhao Zhongkuang shook his head, "I don't know."

"I don't know how good!"

Zhao Yunliang and his son looked at each other and laughed.

I don’t know that it’s a childish heart, but I know that it’s intentional fraud.

"You teach there..."

Zhao Zhongkong said firmly: "Weng Weng, grandson has a beginning and an end to do things. He will go back later. After that, he will only wait for the New Year to come back to pay homage."

He was driven out by Zhao Yunliang and was considered an abandoned son of a wealthy family. Since he was an abandoned son, he had to be aware of abandoning son and not bring disaster to his family.

Zhao Yunliang said awkwardly: "This matter... Zhongkui, did you meet the official family in the school?"

Zhao Zhongming shook his head, and Zhao Yunliang said in wonder: "Why did the official praise you?" He was sure that Chen Zhongheng's words today were mainly praising his grandson.

"The grandson doesn't know." The young man felt that God would bow his head for him, so he didn't care about these things at all.

Zhao Zongjiang asked, "Then you... do you have the descendants of a certain important minister in the school?"

"No, they are all children of the people." Zhao Zhongkuang was a little impatient, "Dad, what's the use of such a flies? Doing things! If you don't do things, you're a rice worm!"

Well!

After saying that, he felt that this was wrong and that he was suspected of slandering his elders.

I won't be beaten!

Zhao Zhongkuang was nervous.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhao Yunliang suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that he was so angry that he could not catch up at any time.

Zhao Zhongmiao quickly patted his back, and Zhao Zongjiang brought tea.

After drinking a few sips of tea, Zhao Yunliang asked, "Did you teach the new policy in school?"

"The new policy is not taught." Zhao Zhongkuang said: "The grandson just teaches students what the new policy is and who is opposing the new policy."

Come on!

Zhao Yunliang slapped his thigh and said happily: "Yes, yes, I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid!"

Wong Weng is crazy?

Zhao Zhongkuang glanced at his father, but Zhao Zongjiang was a little sad.
To be continued...