After hearing this, Hu Changan felt a little dazed.
This Fang Xiaoru is too upright.
He just said a few words casually, and this person was immediately ready to drag him to do hard work?
No, no, no, this won't work.
Hu Changan's goal is all over the stars and the sea, how can he go to see the child?
Hu Chang'an quickly waved his hand and said: "Mr. Fang, this is absolutely impossible! I am of low knowledge, so please don't let your disciples get into trouble and delay all the princes and grandsons."
"Mr. Fang, you must have heard of my virtues in Yingtian City before. How can such a dissolute person be the teacher of the princes?"
Seeing the serious look in Fang Xiaoru's eyes, Hu Changan quickly used the escape method, even at the cost of self-deprecation, to dispel Fang Xiaoru's terrible idea.
However, Fang Xiaoru did not fall for Hu Changan's trick. He bowed and said solemnly: "Master Hu, as the old saying goes, if you know your mistakes and you can correct them, there is no great virtue."
"Everyone is young and arrogant. I believe that with Mr. Hu's knowledge, the previous nonsense was just a moment of anger."
"Furthermore, Mr. Hu didn't know enough before, but now he is better than me and has come from behind. Isn't this more worthy of learning from all the princes?"
At this time, Hu Changan was completely paralyzed and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "I really can't help it, Mr. Fang. I have the emperor's command. If I can't complete your majesty's task of growing potatoes, it will be over."
Seeing Hu Changan carrying out the imperial order, Fang Xiaoru could only sigh deeply and said regretfully: "Master Hu, after you finish planting the potatoes, you must consider coming over to teach. Master, your insights into Confucianism are so profound.
, wouldn’t it be a good thing if more people knew about it?”
Hu Changan bowed with regret on the surface, but in fact he was ecstatic inside.
Haha, he is the most annoying to take care of children. Mr. Fang, you'd better never think of this matter.
After bidding farewell to Fang Xiaoru, Hu Changan casually gave the little beans a few words and quickly walked out of the classroom.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was running away from his back.
From now on, I will never run around casually again.
...
It was another cool afternoon, and three farmers were sitting on the verandah, enjoying the cool air and chatting about the world.
Today's potato fields are already lush and green.
In the green, there are even a few small lavender flowers scattered here and there, which is very pleasing to the eye.
I think it won’t be long before we can have a happy harvest!
In the distance, a figure in a light brown robe was staggering towards the potato field, carrying a large basket of things. It was Hu Changan.
Seeing this, the three farmers stood up quickly and helped Hu Changan place the things in the open space aside.
Recently, Hu Changan has been bringing back all kinds of strange things from the palace, and the three farmers are now accustomed to it.
On the open space, a lot of various things have already been piled up.
Among them, a square iron box is the most conspicuous.
Beside the iron box is a pile of wood blocks that have been chopped into small pieces, as well as many small bamboo sticks.
What Hu Changan had in his hands was a variety of meats and vegetables.
Taking advantage of the tail end of autumn, Hu Changan prepared to cook a barbecue in the palace.
Although the royal meals provided in the palace use solid ingredients, most of them are stewed.
If you eat too much, your mouth will naturally feel a little greasy.
Moreover, the imperial dining room is far away from here, so every time the food is delivered, it is already cold.
What's worse is that the use of open flames is prohibited in the palace, and even ordinary heating cannot be done.
There is a layer of solidified fat floating on the cold broth, which makes it uncomfortable to eat.
Every time, Hu Changan seemed to enjoy the meal, but his heart exploded.
Hu Changan even felt that he had lost a few pounds in the past few months.
Seeing that the potatoes were blooming, Hu Changan decided to treat himself to a good meal today.
For this reason, Hu Changan specially redeemed a "Simple Outdoor Oven Installation Guide" from the system mall, and he is just waiting to show off his skills today!
Seeing that the preparations were almost complete, Hu Changan called the three farmers over and said to them mysteriously: "Today, I will treat you to a nice meal!"
After hearing this, the three farmers were stunned for a moment, and then became visibly nervous.
Among them, Zhang San was the most timid. As soon as Hu Changan finished speaking, he stammered and asked: "Master, in this palace... it is forbidden to use open flames! If we are caught, we will definitely not be able to eat.
It’s not impossible to walk around and even be locked up!”
Thinking of the legendary dark and terrifying Heavenly Prison, Zhang San couldn't help but shudder.
After hearing this, the other two farmers also felt sad. Three pairs of eyes were fixed on Hu Changan, fearing that Hu Changan would make them angry.
Hu Changan seemed to have anticipated their questions, and said calmly: "It's okay, there will never be an open flame in the dishes I cook."
The three farmers suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
But they were also more curious about Hu Changan's dishes.
How to cook this without an open fire? Is it possible to eat it raw?
And as the saying goes, a gentleman is far away from the kitchen. This Mr. Hu looks like a frail young man from an aristocratic family, and he doesn't look like the kind who cooks often. Can the food he cooks be delicious?
Hu Changan saw the confused expressions of the three farmers, but he smiled confidently.
Hehe, I will definitely make you greedy and confused later.
Facing the doubtful looks of the three farmers, Hu Changan took out the bamboo skewers on the side, skewered the mutton cut into small pieces on it, and greeted the three of them: "Come on, come on, come with me."
Otherwise, we won’t have time to burn this sign.”
The three farmers looked at this strange long sign, and Monk Zhang Er was also confused.
Do I need to use bamboo skewers for this cooking?
Instead of pots and pans, is it possible to use these weird things?
But it was strange. After all, it was the young master's order. The three farmers couldn't say anything, so they had to imitate Hu Changan and pick up the bamboo sticks on the side to string them together.
When four people work together, the efficiency is high.
After a while, all the meat and vegetables in the basket disappeared.
Instead, there were neatly arranged meat skewers on the linen cloth on the side.
Hu Changan wiped his sweat, took the firewood aside and put it in the tin box, lit the firewood, and closed the lid of the tin box.
This tin box was specially made by Hu Changan by asking the blacksmith in the city.
Like the simple barbecue grills of later generations, this iron box is sealed on three sides and has a removable grille on the top, making it easy to add firewood and barbecue items.
Originally, Hu Changan wanted to use charcoal fire for barbecue.
But today's coal produces a lot of smoke when burned, and is far less clean than the anthracite coal of later generations.
As for bamboo charcoal, although Hu Changan could make it, it was too time-consuming and labor-intensive.
In order to satisfy his appetite as soon as possible, Hu Changan simply chose the economical and simple wood, imitating the old Beijing fruit wood roast duck, and made do with one bite first.
