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Chapter 189 The so-called pigs go into the water, the county magistrate is again

Several children stood aside, telling Li Chengqian and Changle with great interest about Zhuangzi's method of killing pigs.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, our young master said that our Zhaojiazhuang's pig-killing dish is the first in the entire Tang Dynasty.

If you come to eat today, you are also the first one, and that is the only portion!"

Hearing them say this, the two of them felt a little flattered.

"But the smell is really delicious."

In the front hall, Li Er sat next to Zhao Mu, and the two started chatting.

Fortunately, the front hall was big enough and there were enough chairs, so everyone sat around and watched quietly.

"My dear brother, time flies so fast, it's already the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye.

Do you want to go to Chang'an City to buy some New Year's goods some other time?"

"The housekeeper is solely responsible for the New Year's goods in my village. I won't go there every year."

"Brother Xian, I thought you would go to Chang'an in person in the twelfth lunar month.

But this year you should go to Chang'an City. Before the Chinese New Year, a group of us will have a good get-together at Li's Mansion.

How about I be the host and invite all of you?"

"Okay, they will go to Chang'an City to prepare some New Year's goods in the twelfth lunar month, and I want to take a look.

If you have time, you can also go there and someone will notify you in advance!"

"Okay, dear brother, then things are settled happily!"

People don't forget themselves when they eat pork, so they can't be too stingy, right?

A small meal brought them all together, further improving their relationship.

The New Year is over, which means Spring is about to begin.

Next year, more things will happen in the world, and the ways in which I can use my virtuous brother will also increase.

Thinking about what will happen in the future, Li Er's head is getting big!

After Li Er finished speaking, the others chatted with Zhao Mu respectively.

We talked about doing business, talking about educating children, and talking about other books.

It can be said that we talked about astronomy and geography again, and the masters also talked about some arithmetic issues.

Now their arithmetic skills have reached the third grade according to modern standards.

It took several months to achieve this level of improvement, which can be said to be quite rapid.

"Mr. Zhao, we plan to open a new arithmetic store in Chang'an City next year.

Used to popularize the arithmetic we know today.

These new types of arithmetic are really important to me, Datang."

"You can make your own arrangements, there is no need to ask me about this matter!"

"We learned this knowledge from Mr. Zhao. If we want to popularize it, we need to ask Mr. Zhao for your opinion.

Since you have no objection, Mr. Zhao, I will thank Mr. Zhao!"

The master is the teacher, and everyone has already worshiped Zhao Mu as their teacher.

But because they were too old, people didn't like them very much when they called them teachers, so they simply called them Mr. Zhao.

With these new arithmetic, they believe that it will not be long before this arithmetic will usher in higher development!

A few people were chatting, and Linglong rushed in!

"Master, the pork has been stewed. Master, please come and have dinner."

"Everyone, since the food is ready, let's go eat first and chat while eating.

please!"

"Master Zhao, please!"

Several people came to a large tent outside Zhuangzi.

The tent is very big inside, with nearly 20 tables alone, which can accommodate more than 200 people.

In front of the largest table, several people walked over, sat on the chairs one after another, and began to wait quietly!

Except for the people who were working in Zhuangzi, all the other people in Zhuangzi also entered the tent and sat on the table behind it.

The curtain was opened, and the first dish was brought out, butchered pig dish.

Looking at this large plate of pig-killing vegetables, several people looked at each other, and I looked at you. This was the first time for everyone to eat such a meal!

"Brother Xian, is this thing called pig-killing vegetable?"

"Yes, try it. It tastes pretty good."

Several people picked up the food with chopsticks, put it in bowls and started eating.

The moment I eat it, I feel that the taste is really satisfying and my stomach is wide open.

Especially the pieces of lean meat are really chewy when you put them in your mouth and chew them gently.

The pork liver was brought up, and it was even more delicious when it was dipped in garlic foam.

"Mr. Zhao, this is really the first time we have eaten this butchered dish. I didn't expect that the butchered dish made from this pork would be so delicious."

"Yes, yes, this pork has always been regarded as cheap meat by people. Now it seems that it is not that this meat is bad, but because no one can eat it.

If you don’t believe it, look at this Zhaojiazhuang. With Mr. Zhao’s miraculous craftsmanship, isn’t the meat so delicious?

Immediately afterwards, another hard dish was served among the butchered pig dishes, blood sausage.

Seeing the blood sausage, the group looked puzzled, not knowing what this thing was!

When Zhao Mu explained it to everyone, everyone felt like their appetites were overwhelming.

If it weren't for Young Master Zhao in front of him, anyone else would have been furious!

"Don't worry, everyone, I have asked them to clean everything many times, so you can eat it with confidence.

This blood sausage tastes so delicious, it’s a must-have when killing pigs in my hometown!”

By the way, is this food made from pig waste really so delicious?

But since Mr. Zhao said so, then this thing must be a delicacy in the world, right?

After that, everyone picked up their chopsticks, picked up a piece of blood sausage, put it in their mouths and started eating.

While chewing gently, savoring it carefully, you can see the color, aroma and flavor. As you eat, you wonder, why is this blood sausage so delicious?

Is this really something made from so-called pig waste?

Mr. Zhao is so awesome that he can make all these things so delicious.

Seeing how delicious their food was, Zhao Mu also started to eat.

This feeling actually makes me find the flavor of celebrating the New Year in my hometown again.

Every New Year, I miss my loved ones so much, but I come to Datang and can never go back.

The world only knows how strong it is, who understands the pain of homesickness?

A large plate of blood sausage was all eaten by the group, and they sent someone to bring a few more plates and started eating.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Zhao, I am not late, am I?"

While the group was eating and drinking, the curtain was opened and Magistrate Song rushed in.

"Master Zhao!"

"I said Lao Song, I sent someone to call you this morning, but you said you were too busy today and couldn't come at noon.

Originally, I planned to ask someone to pack some for you and take it over, but I didn't expect you to come again.

Now that you are here, sit down quickly and everyone else will find a place to sit."

"Mr. Zhao, haven't I finished my work? I just wanted to come over."

As he spoke, he walked forward and saw that there was a seat on the side of the table, so he sat down there.

He raised his head and glanced at the people around him,

There is another galloping in my heart!

Speaking of which, why did you come to Zhaojiazhuang at this time if you didn't come early or late?

Isn't the person sitting next to me in this position right now the current Holy Emperor?

Looking at the other people around, aren't all of them except Zhao Guogong the current Dukes of the Tang Dynasty?

I don't know the identities of the remaining older ones, but judging from the way they are talking and laughing, they must be important people in Chang'an City.

What a crime.

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