After Lu Zhong left, Fang Jun tamed the tenants again.
After a meal of chicken soup for the soul, the tenants were immediately in high spirits.
After all, Fang Jun asked them to grow things for a high price.
Originally they thought they would be hungry this year due to the drought.
Now that they can earn more money, it’s not too late for them to be happy!
Seeing these tenants rushing to plow the unplanted fields, Fang Jun smiled with satisfaction.
As long as high-yielding crops like potatoes are planted, there should be no starvation to death in the entire Tang Dynasty within a few years.
This can be considered a meritorious deed!
In a good mood, Fang Jun decided to reward himself.
Although the ingredients in the Tang Dynasty were all original, the cuisine was mainly steamed and boiled.
Since time traveling, for two consecutive months, the food I have eaten has been very light. No matter how good the ingredients are, my mouth almost looks like a bird.
Fang Jun decided to make some hot pot base ingredients and change the taste.
Of course, the best thing about hot pot is the beef and mutton shabu-shabu!
However, it was illegal to kill cattle at this time, so sheep could only be killed.
But not long after entering the kitchen, a sound like a drum sounded.
"Yi Ai, why did you come to the farm? You really know how to enjoy it. We are exhausted. Hurry up and come out to pick up the guests."
With this broken voice, people who didn't know better thought it was a visitor from the brothel.
After the maid in the front yard sighed, she hurried forward to open the door.
With such a broken voice, one could immediately tell that it was Li Jingren.
They would not dare to neglect such a noble young master.
After entering the lobby, Li Jingren did not see Fang Jun, so he couldn't help but ask: "Where is your young master? Why don't you see him?"
"this……"
The maid wanted to speak but stopped.
But he couldn't help but reply, so he pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
Li Jingren was not an idle man, so he lifted his legs and prepared to go.
The maid hurriedly shouted:
"Second Young Master Li, wait a moment, that's the kitchen..."
The corners of Li Jingren's mouth twitched and he asked doubtfully: "Is brother Yiai in the kitchen? What is he doing there?"
The maid lowered her head and said: "Master is cooking..."
He looked like it was a shame for Fang Jun to be in the kitchen.
However, I don’t blame these maids for thinking so.
You must know that in ancient times, everyone's words and deeds were bound by etiquette.
Daily behavior and behavior are the judgment of whether a person can be called a gentleman.
It was very popular during this period for a gentleman to cook far away from home.
You are a gentleman, so stay away from the kitchen. What does it look like for a grown man to spend all day in the kitchen?
If all gentlemen are in the kitchen, why do they need cooks and servants?
Therefore, it is very shameful for a man to cook, let alone for the prime minister’s son to cook himself!
Originally, Xiang'er and the maid tried to persuade Fang Jun several times when he entered the kitchen, but who made Fang Jun want to change his taste?
In this era where we only know how to steam and cook, and there are few seasonings, we have no choice but to do it ourselves.
Although Li Jingren is the prince's son, his personality is as carefree as Cheng Chuliang's.
Usually they hate to follow certain etiquette.
On the contrary, he was very interested in Fang Jun's cooking.
"Yi Ai actually knows how to cook? Take me to see you."
The servant had a sad face and didn't know how to answer.
Finally, he took Li Jingren to the kitchen.
These maids secretly made up their minds to learn the master's cooking methods as soon as possible.
Otherwise, next time guests come to see the young master cooking, wouldn't it make them look like maids and servants are useless?
As soon as he approached the kitchen, Li Jingren heard a strange sound coming from inside.
"Chop chop..."
It's like mincing meat but not like it.
Because the sound is very regular, it makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"Sir, please go out quickly. It seems that a guest is coming. I will do the rest. I have learned from the cook at home, and the food will definitely suit your taste..." Xiang'er was so anxious that she cried a little.
Fang Jun smiled slightly: "Haha, hurry up and stay aside. Today, Mr. Japan will let you see what a meal that is delicious, tasty and tasty is!"
"As for Mr. Li, let him wait a little longer. Besides, that kid must be up to no good when he comes. He must be lazy again!"
Hearing this, Li Jingren strode into the kitchen and said depressedly:
"Brother Yiai, you hide in the kitchen and say bad things about people. Isn't that what a gentleman does?"
"Besides, we are brothers, and your home is my home. Why can't anything happen if I come to my home?"
Xiang'er, who was standing aside, almost staggered.
Just now, he was yelling at the gate, saying that he was a guest and asking the young master to go out to greet him.
Now that he is talking about his own family, this Second Young Master Li is really too thick-skinned.
Li Jingren did not regard him as an outsider, so Fang Jun was very casual. He glanced at him and said:
"Brother Jingren, if you don't sell ice to Cheng Chuliang and the others, why are you coming to see me? Have you made enough money?"
"You, a young man from the prince's family, just ran into the kitchen like this. Aren't you afraid that others will say you are not a gentleman?"
"Haha, you are not afraid of even the prime minister's son, what should I be afraid of?"
"Besides, it's you who enters the kitchen to cook, not me. If anyone else says it, they're talking about you!"
After saying that, Li Jingren looked proud:
"However, I did have something to do when I came here today, and maybe I even brought us a big business!"
Fang Jun rolled his eyes: "Didn't I tell you that selling ice is your responsibility, I'm only responsible for dividing the money..."
"Are you so confident about us?" Li Jingren was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
However, during this time, he also saw Fang Jun's big heart.
The dividends of hundreds of thousands of dollars were not surprising, which simply subverted their cognition.
You know, the average noble family has less than 100,000 yuan in assets.
Fang Jun earned 300,000 yuan in just one month. Who dares to believe this?
Of course, Li Jingren and Cheng Chuliang also shared a lot, each with nearly 100,000 yuan.
This amount of money is almost the sum of all their family’s assets.
This is also the reason why several people gradually respect Fang Jun.
The one who is capable is the boss. This is an eternal law.
After cutting the mutton in his hands, Fang Jun washed his hands and said, "You are my brothers. If you don't trust me, who can you trust?"
"By the way, why are you the only one here to show off to them?"
"However, you came at the right time. You are in for a treat today. Let me give you a taste of the divine delicacy."
Li Jingren held his breath and said, "Isn't it just a matter of eating mutton? Who hasn't eaten it? The smell of this meat is very strong. I still prefer to eat beef. Alas, when it comes to beef, I want to show off my reputation everywhere. Really I miss the taste of beef!”
Only then did Li Jingren clearly see the mutton on the board.
As for mutton, in the Tang Dynasty when there was no seasoning, the fishy smell was still very strong.
It’s not surprising that Li Jingren said this.
Fang Jun chuckled and did not refute.
I thought to myself, I would like to eat beef, but cattle are an important labor force in this era, and if you kill them casually, you will go to jail.
Although no one dared to say anything even if he killed the cow, Fang Jun did not want to embarrass his father Fang Xuanling.
Besides, the mutton hotpot is also good, so he smiled and said:
"Don't believe it? Don't swallow your tongue when you eat later."
Li Jingren looked unbelieving: "Is it really that delicious?"
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said with a joking expression, "How about we make a bet..."
"Don't do it!"
Li Jingren quickly shook his head.
Ever since he saw Fang Jun abusing Ouyang Jie in Lingyun Tower, he already knew Fang Jun's ability.
Isn't making a bet with him asking for abuse?
"Well……"
Fang Jun couldn't help but be stunned.
Although my brother looks careless, he is actually very wise and foolish!
Just as he was about to say something, Xiang'er, who had just gone out, ran in panting.
"Sir... come out quickly and take a look. There are many carriages outside, all filled with money and silk..."
"Brother Yiai, the escort car should have arrived. Let's go... let's go take a look."
Arriving at the front yard, Fang Jun heard a delicate voice coming from the carriage leading by Ke.
"Second brother, you don't keep your word. You agreed to bring me here to play. Why did you run away by yourself on horseback? You will tell Daddy when you go back that you bullied me."
Then, a small white jade-like hand gently opened the car curtain, revealing a pure and beautiful face.
A pair of watery eyes looked towards Fang Jun, as if angry.
Fang Jun couldn't help but secretly praise him.
What a woman with bright eyes, white teeth, and a beautiful face.
Well, that's wrong, I should call her little girl.
After all, the person in front of her is probably not even old enough to have haircuts, and she still has two round buns on her head.
Uh, who did she call second brother just now?
Could it be that this is Princess Wencheng whose name is passed down through the ages?
