Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 432 Heavy Snow

If that time really comes, it will just depend on whether she wants to take care of it or not. People should know their own weight. Once national affairs are decided, who does she think she is and why does she want to change them?

Originally, if Cui Bianxu was there, he would definitely ask him to talk to Zhao Shan about the proposal, but he was not there, and he couldn't go to Zhao Shan and say: Boy, hurry up and prepare to propose marriage!

Zhao Shan would definitely ignore him.

There should be some distance between people. She and Zhao Shan became familiar with each other purely because of Cui Bianxu. Cui Bianxu was the only bridge between them.

Fortunately, Li Xueyan is quite obedient. Now she just has to wait for the Zhao family to receive the letter at the beginning of the year to see how to finalize the marriage. Then her sister won't have to marry into Tubo!

After seeing off Li Xueyan, who was carrying lots of bags of things home, Xiao Jiang composed himself and walked into the yard.

Yingzi and Lao Fan, one big and one small, were squatting side by side in front of several chicken coops. Jiang Shangxian walked over lightly and heard them drooling at the chickens inside.

“This is fried and eaten.”

"This fat, roast it and eat it."

"The chicken soup."

Jiang Shangxian:......

She inexplicably gained a new understanding of the saying that the dust of the times is a mountain that everyone cannot overcome when it falls on them.

Look, these two guys stuck their butts out and in just a few words decided the destination of these chickens - the rectum.

Jiang Shangxian squatted down behind them and suggested in a quiet voice, "How about we go buy some fish?"

"what!"

"what!"

The two of them were startled and fell to the ground. Yingzi touched his chest to calm himself down: "caicai~"

This was something she learned from Old Madam Xia. When she was a child, no one would comfort her even if she was frightened or beaten or scolded so hard that she couldn't get up.

Old Madam Xia was very patient with the children. No matter which of them was frightened or accidentally fell, she would help to calm down using her hometown dialect. Although Yingzi didn't understand it, she somehow understood what it meant and remembered it the first time she heard it.

"What are you going to do with the fish, Miss Jiang? Sea fish or river fish?"

Lao Fan reacts the fastest. He will ask a few questions about anything related to food, even the soles of shoes.

"If it's sea fish, I'll go back to the mansion right away. If it's river fish, I'll go to the Yong'an Canal to take a look. It's frozen recently, but not too thick, so I think there are still people fishing there."

"Let's get some pickled fish. Make one jar of spicy food and one jar of non-spicy food."

Feeling the warm sun overhead, Xiao Jiang calculated the quantity: "Let's get four grass carps for the spicy version. Didn't we bring back some Spanish mackerel last time? We'll use that for the non-spicy version."

Jiangxi's fermented lees fish is very famous, it is spicy and fragrant, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The fermented fish in Ningbo is not spicy and tastes salty. After fermenting, take out one or two pieces each time and steam them.

Both types of pickled fish are delicious and are a great match for rice!

Time passed quickly, and when thousands of families, rich or poor, were preparing for the New Year, it was already the 29th day of the lunar year.

Xiao Jiang turned his longing for his family into motivation and worked hard to prepare food at home. The whole Jiang family was filled with the aroma of different delicacies every day. People who passed by couldn't help but stop and watch to find out what delicious food the family had made.

This kind of environment is really too much of a test for cadres. Not to mention Lao Fan, even Qing Yi Se is so fat that his belly is almost dragging on the ground.

There were only three female masters left in the huge Cui Mansion, which should have been a bit desolate. However, because Old Fan came every day to deliver fresh food, Zhao Yue, who was originally eager to have a son, gained weight.

Even Liu Manqiang's face was beaming as she ate: "Nian Nu, this kid, has really good cooking skills."

There are so many fresh ideas that she hasn't eaten the same thing twice these days.

Cui Shuhua is the only one who maintains her figure. She has strict self-discipline!

At this moment, he was discussing the New Year's Eve dinner menu with Li Meng, the head of Cui Mansion's canteen: "You must cook well when the time comes, your master has to come over."

The meaning of this is very clear. Your master is coming over to have dinner and to check your cooking skills. If you don't do your job well, you will definitely be in trouble.

Cui Bianxu is not here, so Xiao Jiang, as the representative, has to run around to get food this year.

In a sense, Xiao Cui's original New Year plan fell on her.

However, Cui Bianxu was forced to stop on his way to Guazhou.

Traveling in the middle of winter, especially heading northwest, was no joke. At the beginning, they were moving very fast. With the food prepared by Jiang Shangxian and the lot of Hu Bing brought by Li Sheng when he brought people out from Cui's house, they had enough to eat.

In addition, Cui Bianxu was handling the procedures for a business trip, so he could eat, drink and rest when he arrived at the post station.

But the weather is the most unpredictable. They had little time to rest in order to hurry on their way, and now they happened to be trapped in an abandoned post station.

The snow outside was so heavy that it hadn't stopped even after a night of snowfall. As the snow slowly began to accumulate on the ground, the group's faces looked increasingly grim.

"Jiulang, if the snow doesn't stop tomorrow morning, we..." Li Sheng's tone was heavy. He would not be afraid if he was trapped in an ordinary post station. Post stations usually store some food and vegetables, and some even raise chickens and ducks. At most, he would arrive in Guazhou a few days later.

But this is an abandoned post station. Under the snow, there is not even a single weed to be seen, let alone vegetables.

The food they brought with them was limited. There was only enough food for eleven people, eleven young men at that. Even if Jiang Shangxian prepared four bags, it would not be enough.

"If the snow doesn't stop tonight, we will continue our journey early tomorrow morning." After a long time, Cui Bianxu finally made a decision.

Whether to return to Chang'an as soon as possible or to avoid starving to death here, they had to travel in the snow, at least to the next post station.

Jian Ming saw this and immediately started to empty his own bowl. He then casually picked up a branch from the ground and said, "In that case, let's heat up some pancakes first. After we're full, we can go to bed early. We'll set off at dawn tomorrow morning."

He was really greedy. Miss Jiang's pancakes were so delicious that he wanted to eat them while they were still hot on the first night. His master disagreed and only started to distribute them to them on the second night. Each person got one pie, a spoonful of meat sauce, two spoonfuls of pickles, and a piece of beef jerky every day.

As for the Hu Bing...it doesn't matter, they brought it themselves anyway.

Seeing this, the other nine people said nothing, but their hands moved quickly. They took out bowls and chopsticks from their bags and squatted in a circle around Cui Bianxu, with ten pairs of eyes staring at the same place.

Cui Bianxu glanced at him coldly and slowly took things out of the four bundles in front of him that had shrunk by half.