Chapter 1827

Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang are very interested in this pot of soup. They want to know how delicious it is. They have won unanimous praise from adults Tang and Yang.

So they didn't wait for lunch. When they got to the living room in the backyard, everyone sat cross legged. Mrs. Tang asked the servants to take the dishes and chopsticks.

She said, "drink while it's hot, or you'll stay until it's cold and reheated at noon. In the end, you feel that the taste has changed."

Her reason has been unanimously agreed by everyone.

So man Bao opened the jar and the smell of chicken soup came to his nostrils.

After smelling it, Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang took a sip and said with a smile, "it's better than usual at home."

But it doesn't make much difference.

Yang Heshu and Tang he smiled and asked them to say, "drink more."

Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang stirred the spoon and drank a bowl slowly. They felt that the taste was good, so they drank another bowl. They didn't react until they were about to drink it up. In the past, they couldn't finish drinking a bowl of chicken soup, no matter how fragrant it was, but now they all had the second bowl.

Mrs. Yang looked down at the soup at the bottom of the bowl, smiled and said, "the soup is not only fragrant, but also not greasy. Did she skim the oil?"

"No," said man Bao, "what's the use of skimming the boiled soup oil? After killing the chicken, my sister-in-law cut out the subcutaneous parts with butter to refine the oil, so that the fried vegetables can be put, and the rest can be used to make soup. "

Originally, little Qian did this to save more oil for his family. If he killed a chicken, his family could use more oil for three or four days.

Old Zhou had a large family. In order to have a bowl of soup for everyone, she took great pains. Each chicken boiled a big pot of soup.

The soup meat cooked in this way is not very delicious.

But old Zhou tou and Qian Shi didn't mind at all. As for meat, how can it taste bad?

The old Zhou family had too much good meat. They basically gave it to several children. When they ate meat, they had to let others drink soup, didn't they?

Therefore, no one objected to Xiao Qian's practice.

Who knows, the chicken soup made in this way is just right for Yang Heshu's appetite. He has never forgotten it since he happened to drink a bowl of soup for the first time at Zhou's family dinner.

Later, when he went to Qili Village every year, he would stay at the Zhou family for a meal.

Old Zhou tou also entertained Yang Heshu happily, because every time he came, perhaps because he had dinner at his house, Yang Heshu brought a lot of meat to the Zhou family.

In his opinion, pork and mutton are much better than chicken, especially the fat meat.

Lao Zhou tou, who consciously earned money, told Xiao Qian to cook soup every time Yang Heshu came to the door.

Mrs. Tang also had a aftertaste and nodded slightly. "The soup is strong, but not greasy. It's really delicious."

Bai Shan said with great experience: "the side dishes inside are also delicious, except chicken."

Everyone fished out the yam and ate it in pieces.

Lord Tang was sweating a little. He just leaned back and said with a smile, "it's a fairy life to have another bowl of chicken soup every day."

Man Bao also leaned back comfortably on the chair and nodded happily.

Yang Heshu smiled and put down the bowl to rest after eating the things in the bowl.

When they had enough to eat and drink, they slowly moved to another place to rest. The layout of the house here should be more elegant. Mrs. Tang took Mrs. Yang and man Bao to occupy the best position - wooden couch, and took two children with her.

However, she was not very interested in children, so she looked at Mrs. Yang's son and said to her son, "take your brother aside."

Mrs. Yang's son was only a hundred days later, so it was naturally impossible to play, so the nanny held him and sat on the other side of the couch to play with the young master of the Tang family.

After taking a look, Lord Tang asked Yang Heshu, "when will you leave Beijing?"

Yang Heshu said, "it was decided to go to xiazhou years ago. After fifteen years, we will be ready to start."

"Chongwen hall and Hubu..."

"It's all handed over. It's temporarily replaced by an Shilang of our household department."

Man Bao was drinking tea. When he heard the speech, he looked up and said, "an Shilang is very stingy."

Yang Heshu couldn't help but be happy and said to her, "an Shilang is still very reasonable. If your imperial medical department wants to apply for money, as long as it is reasonable and can convince him, I think he will give you money."

However, it is not convenient for her own people. The most important thing is that she does not know whether an Shilang agrees with the imperial medical department.

She knows that many officials in the court are opposed to the re establishment of the imperial medical department. Their preliminary work can be so smooth. First, they rely on the support of the prince. Second, Yang Heshu took over from the Ministry of household. He agrees with them, so they can build the imperial medical department so quickly.

In the final analysis, they still don't have much say in the medical department, so they all have to live by their faces.

Man Bao thinks very badly in his heart, and then asks Yang Heshu about an Shilang's personality and character.

Yang Heshu also wanted to remind her, so he said something in detail.

When they finished, Lord Tang took over, "when you arrive in xiazhou, remember to report peace. It's hard there. If you encounter difficulties, you must write."

Yang Heshu asked with a smile, "you are neither an official of the Ministry of household nor an official of the Ministry of officials. I have encountered difficulties. What can you do as a magistrate of Chang'an County?"

Lord Tang choked and said, "I don't have anything to do, but aren't there your father and my father?"

"By the way, you and uncle Yang..."

Yang Heshu shook his head slightly and received some of the smile on his face. He said, "Yang has suffered such a big loss. Even if it is to calm the anger of the family, my father is not good at this time. He looks too good to me. It will be good after a period of time."

Lord Tang was very worried, but he didn't say anything in front of the three small faces, because he thought their cheerful eyes were very eye-catching.

Man Bao looked at this and that. He was very sorry to see that they didn't mean to continue.

Tang Heheng glanced at them and sighed with Yang Heshu, "as soon as you leave, there's no one to talk to."

Bai Shan said, "brother Tang, there are us."

Tang He: "forget it, you can only watch the fire from the shore and fan the fire. It's good if I don't fill it for you."

Mrs. Tang asked faintly, "what about me?"

Lord Tang was startled and hurriedly said, "I mean someone who hasn't spoken except his wife."

Man Bao immediately lowered his head to secretly enjoy himself. Yang Heshu also lowered his head and smiled.

Tang He was angry when he saw that no one had rescued him. He thought it was too much to add another Yang Heshu among the three.

The seven spent the afternoon in the Tang family. They were about to eat late food before leaving for home.

Before leaving, he took many gifts from the Tang family. Tang He and Mrs. Tang sent people to the door and watched Bai shansan exchange annual gifts with Yang Heshu. Then they went back to their homes.