Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 847 Feng Ya Song (1)

   Just when Zhao Yun came to Pingyang with his troops, Fei Qian was in the backyard of Pingyang, looking at the dishes Huang Yueying served, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

  Well, it's not that the dishes are not good, but rather good. ,

  On the table, there is a staple food, a meat soup, and a vegetable. Although there are not many styles, the quantity is quite a lot. I don't know what the reason is, maybe it's because there are too many marches and battles. Fei Qian lost some scholarly temperament, but increased some **** courage. Even the appetite in the Han Dynasty seems to have been cultivated. Before, in later generations, Fei Qian could only eat seven to eight cents after eating a small bowl of rice, but now, he only felt a little full after eating seven or eight big buns.

Today's staple food is steamed stuffed buns. Although it is not like the white wheat flour added with bleach in later generations, it is still exquisite and compact. Just looking at the smooth surface, you can know that the wheat used to make steamed stuffed buns has passed through many times. Only after sifting and grinding will there be such a fine powder.

Look at this meat soup again, it is already Huang's signature dish. Although Fei Qian has eaten it many times, I think Huang Yueying's cooking is really good, at least it is not like most of the mutton-based dishes in the Han Dynasty. It does not have a heavy fishy smell, but it highlights the deliciousness of the lamb, which is indeed delicious.

   There is also the green pole on the side, which is finely chopped and then marinated with sauce to taste. Although it is not stir-fried as in later generations, it is also refreshing and delicious.

  Whether it is the staple food or the soup, it is very good, but is this Huang Yueying, who is getting better and better at cooking, still the Huang Yueying that Fei Qian knows...

   "Eat, sir, it will be cold if you don't eat..."

Huang Yueying was sitting opposite Fei Qian, with her cheeks resting on her cheeks, her eyes squinted, curved like a first-quarter moon, watching Fei Qian eat with relish, it seems that Fei Qian eats like this, more delicious than she eats herself, and makes her happy .

   "... Is it delicious?"

   Fei Qian stuffed the mutton buns into his mouth in two mouthfuls. He didn't speak, but nodded with puffed cheeks, indicating that the taste was good.

Leading soldiers to fight for a long time, Fei Qian’s eating pattern has also changed his original habit. Now he eats food voraciously. As later generations say, chewing slowly is good for the body, and it is good for the stomach and intestines. Digestion, etc. , were basically thrown aside.

Marching and fighting, sometimes there is a layer of tents in the field to keep out the cold, dishes and so on, ha, how can there be any decent dishes, basically a big bowl of coarse wheat rice, and then add dried meat and wild vegetables, that’s it The simple meals had to be eaten quickly, otherwise the weather would be so cold that it would be even more difficult to swallow.

Fei Qian was like a whirlwind, hula-la cleaned the food on the table, and then burped indecently, causing Huang Yueying to burst out laughing, then rolled her shiny black eyes, and said with a smile: "Hee hee, my lord... now he's also 'Bo Xi Xing Xi'..."

   Fei Qian looked at Huang Yueying, waited for the little ink fountain to take down the tableware, then waved to Huang Yueying, signaling Huang Yueying to come closer.

   Huang Yueying didn't know why, so she moved closer to Fei Qian, but Fei Qian reached out unexpectedly and hit her forehead with a brain pop.

   "Ah!"

  Fei Qian didn't use much strength. Although it didn't hurt very much, Huang Yueying was also taken aback by being hit in the head suddenly, and quickly covered her head with her hands and cried out.

   Feiqian smiled, and said, "Now that I've grown my skills, come and make fun of me..."

   "...How can I... Didn't I mean that you're the leader of the state, and you are the king's pioneer..." Although Huang Yueying said differently, she still felt a little guilty.

   "What about the last sentence? Does it mean that I'm 'flying without cream'?" Fei Qian said with a half-smile, looking at Huang Yueying. Normally speaking, Feipeng Wujiao means that the women in the family are waiting for the return of their husbands, so they have no intention of dressing up, but now that Feiqian has come back, and Huang Yueying is also dressed up, so it has to be understood in reverse, let alone "朅" The word has the meaning of leaving, and it also has the meaning of being brave, and a person who is brave is of course not elegant enough.

   "...Nope..." Huang Yueying rolled her eyes, and categorically denied, "...I, I just think that Mr. Lang is great, regaining Yinshan, the country's heroes..."

   Feiqian smiled, noncommittal, and then paused for a while before saying: "Yueying, why haven't I seen you making any equipment these two days, but you are busy making soup for me?"

   "Huh? Doesn't Mr. Lang like the soup I made? Is it because my cooking tastes bad?" Huang Yueying opened her eyes wide, looking at Fei Qian with some surprise and worry.

   Feiqian shook his head and said, "No, I like it, and it's delicious, but... I remember you also like to tinker with some equipment... Haven't you done it yet?"

Huang Yueying patted her chest lightly, as if she breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "... I was taken aback... I have equipment, too, but now that Mr. Lang is back, naturally I have to cook more meals... And, Always making equipment or something, it seems... um, it doesn't seem very good..."

   As she spoke, Huang Yueying lowered her head slightly, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

   Fei Qian was stunned for a moment, then sighed, reached out and took Huang Yueying's hand, and held it in his hand. Huang Yueying's hands are slender and long, with well-proportioned joints and delicate skin, but I don't know if it's because the plain hands are made of soup, or because of making instruments, the pads of the fingers are a little rough, and there are places where they feel rough. A cocoon that seems to have grown a little.

In the history that Fei Qian knew, Huang Yueying was married to Zhuge, and there were not many figures left in various biographies. Naturally, Fei Qian didn't know what the relationship between Huang Yueying and Zhuge in history was. , I don't know what role Zhuge played in the family who devoted himself to the Kingdom of Shu.

   But one thing is obvious, Zhuge married Huang Yueying, the most important thing is definitely not Huang Yueying's appearance or talent, but the relationship network of the Jingxiang gentry represented by Huang Yueying.

Although I don't deny that Fei Qian thought the same thing when he married Huang Yueying, but after getting along with Huang Yueying for such a period of time, Fei Qian also deeply felt Huang Yueying's kind heart, and inadvertently revealed her Out of tenderness.

"Thank you..." Fei Qian looked into the shy Huang Yueying's eyes and said seriously, "Yueying, it doesn't matter whether you like making soup or making equipment, the most important thing is, don't wrong yourself, don't worry about it. Do you understand mediocre words? I hope you can be happy every day, and it’s all about you... In my impression, Huang Yueying is the one who dares to fight for Yuan Tianping, who is full of vitality..."

"Pfft!" Huang Yueying couldn't help laughing, and she couldn't help saying angrily, "Ah, sir... don't mention this matter anymore..." Although Huang Yueying turned her face away and pouted slightly to express her dissatisfaction, she still held her tight. Tightly hold on to Fei Qian's hand...

  (end of this chapter)