The morning sun shone into the house of Yun Mansion. The servants were not as busy as before. They all gathered in the yard of the head of the house and looked at the woman in the field curiously. The male servants drooled at Haitang, and the maids kept talking to Haitang.

Yun Xiao sat in the middle, and Xiaobai was obediently lying on Yun Xiao's legs and yawning, shaking his tail. Canglan, with his crooked mouth and eyes in the middle of the yard, glaring at Haitang opposite him. If his eyes could kill people, Haitang might have been on the spot.

"Stop quarreling. Yunhou said, Miss Haitang competed with my nephew Canglan. If you win, you can leave, and no one can stop you. If you lose, you will be your wife for my nephew."

The crowd suddenly exploded, and the buzzing sounds were buzzing. Several good things had already set up a bet, and they had to get the money for the Yun family to be servants.

"Quiet, quiet. Now ask the head of the family to announce the start of the competition."

"Let's get started."

Canglan, a hungry tiger pounced on him and rushed over, and Haitang skillfully avoided him.

It can be seen that the two people have completely different styles. Canglan takes a strong path, focusing on strength and speed. Haitang takes a feminine path, focusing on agility and elegance. Facts have proved that in a small field, agility and elegance cannot defeat strength and speed.

Canglan knocked Haitang to the ground with three fists and two kicks. If Yun Xiao hadn't stopped her, Canglan would have the urge to kill her. The wasp in Mount Li is very toxic. If Yun Xiao hadn't provided first aid, Canglan would have probably returned to heaven.

After the impulse, Canglan was a little hesitant. Because Cang Hu avoided all unnecessary procedures such as eating and watching movies, they immediately rushed to the subject in the bridal chamber. Yun Xiao agreed with the proposal like a prank. The three brothers of Cang, regardless of their blushing nephew, kicked Canglan into a room with fists and feet. Then Cang Xiong threw Haitang, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, into it.

Cang Xiong moved a stool and sat at the door, Cang Hu took a stool and guarded the back window, and the eagle squatted on the roof of the house to chew steamed buns. In short, if things are not done, you can't come up with it.

"Yunhou, are you just letting them mess around?"

Aunt Wei came over and served Yun Xiao a bowl of millet porridge.

"If a person does something wrong, he will have to pay the price. If a begonia destroys Canglan's appearance, she will have to pay the price. I planted the seeds of Chaotian pepper, and I will harvest the pepper in a few months. If a begonia planted the seeds of hatred, the harvest will definitely be hatred. The best way to resolve hatred is to integrate. Your third uncle is my second uncle, and everyone is a relative and it is easy to discuss.

Canglan will not think about taking revenge after becoming Haitang's husband, and Haitang will not continue to design Canglan after becoming Canglan's wife.

If I don’t do this, one of them will eventually be killed by the other party. Although I do this without any adjustment, I am actually saving people.”

Aunt Wei smiled relievedly and inadvertently looked at the small courtyard of the Cang brothers. Her eyes were filled with the blazing fire of gossip.

The Cang brothers blocked the small yard on the grounds that their nephew's wedding, and the idle people were not close to each other, for fear of frightening their nephew's plan to create a man. Cang Jingkong, whose tools were confiscated, had a son like Canglan, and the inheritance of blood was very important to the Cang family. As uncles, they had the obligation to escort their nephew.

Cang Xiong has beaten several curious waiters, and being strong is definitely the only way to fight. Before practicing the Sunflower Book or the Great Movement, it is best not to compete with Cang Xiong, a heavyweight player.

The only thing that was too anxious was Cang Xiong, but the goshawk entrenched on the roof was also very anxious. He was hesitant to give the things in his arms to his nephew for theoretical research.

When I was outside the door, Yun Xiao was smashed by a roll of silk cloth and curiously picked it up and opened it. The distant Han Dynasty actually had Chun Gong Pictures! Looking at the realistic realistic techniques and the smooth lines and beautiful composition, Yun Xiao was stunned. Unexpectedly, he really didn't expect that our ancestors had reached the world's advanced level in the field of Chun Gong Pictures more than two thousand years ago. Such superb painting technicians and a large number of loyal audiences emerged.

A sense of national pride is born from the heart.

Through the crack in the door, I saw the crabapple sitting in the corner of the kang holding her legs, and Canglan on the ground, which was like a donkey pulling a grinding a donkey. Yun Xiao reluctantly threw the silk cloth in.

"Canglan, your three uncles are supervising the work outside. If you don't get some results, you can't get out, the man's family will take the initiative."

Ignoring Canglan who was walking around and Haitang who buried her head in her crotch, Yun Xiao smiled and left the yard.

There are still many things to be busy with. I asked the palace supervisor to ask the frying pan and horse spoon made by the palace supervisor. The supervisor took a large bag of copper coins, his eyes full of suspicion. When he knew that the marquis in front of him was just trying to create a little guy for dinner, instead of a long halberd and a big knife, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Horse spoons, spatulas, pans, steamers... the kitchen has everything. There are no pigs, only sheep can eat. The farmers can barely support them, so where can they raise pigs? Every day, there is noodle. Yun Xiao feels that he, the marquis, is not as good as the village chief of the later generations. He has already had enough of the rough style of the chef at home. In Yun Xiao's opinion, the food culture of the Han Dynasty is still at the prehistoric level.

Wei Qing led the children to a large basket of wild mountain onions, and the guys from the Northern Army were very good at killing sheep. One guy had a knife flying, and the other guy had a knife flying, and the mutton turned into two parts of sheep skin and mutton. Another guy had a knife flying, and the mutton turned into two parts of bone and meat. They were all used to knives all year round, and the meat filling was cut fine and evenly.

Cut the wild mountain onions and the mutton stuffing, and stir the big sticks constantly.

When Wei Qing was kneading the noodles, he added too much water and formed a basin of noodle soup. After adding the noodles, he dries it again. His hands were dipped in the basin and couldn't take it out, so he burst into tears. Yun Xiao didn't know how many times he added the noodles. Anyway, the noodles he kneaded were not only enough for everyone to eat buns, but also steamed a large basket of steamed buns.

Add the buns to the pan, fry them for a while, pour on the prepared dough paste. The hot oil at the bottom of the pan collided violently and played a wonderful symphony. The contradiction exists harmoniously on a small bun.

When you bite lightly, it is crispy and smooth. Crispy is the feeling of the teeth, and smoothness is the feeling of the tongue. The two feelings alternately stir in the mouth, stimulating the pleasure of the taste buds, making people fascinated.

Unfortunately, Chaotian pepper has just been planted, otherwise eating raw fried bread with red oil would be a pleasure.

Night fell to Yunhou's mansion, and the courtyard was filled with joy. There were men and women servants sitting on both sides of the long table. Basins of steaming big buns with mutton stuffing were brought up. The adults and children were eating and drinking, and Wei Ya opened her mouth and laughed while eating. The future queen of the man was showing off her worm teeth to Yun Xiao.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, and the male servants drank the wine. When they drank high, they would sing the moon and behaved in a terrible way. They would not change the manager of the royal palace like this. The Cang brothers were particularly happy. The buns with big slaps into Cang Xiong's mouth, and then disappeared after chewing them for a few seconds.

Yun Xiao didn't know whether the Chun Gong picture worked, and Yun Xiao didn't know which of them took the initiative. Anyway, Haitang had already put on the woman's bun, and was blushing with Canglan toast the Cang brothers, and his walking posture was very strange.

Yun Xiao sat upright on the seat in the middle, with a lacquered noodle table in front of him, holding a wine bowl in one hand and stepping on the table. If you add a tiger skin Yun Xiao, you can play a mountain eagle.

Canghu, who had drunk high, held a wine bowl to toast Yunxiao, thanking Yunhou for holding the wedding for his nephew. Cangxiong slapped his chest and swore to Yunxiao like a vindictive man.

In short, the scene was so lively that almost everyone was drunk.

Yun Xiao raised the wine bowl to the moon.

"Forget me, I hope you are happy." Yun Xiao murmured, and two lines of clear tears had already slid down the corners of his eyes.

He drained the wine from the pottery bowl, threw the wine bowl far away into the darkness, and leaned on the chair and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!