Selling desserts in ancient times

Chapter 9

Pork belly is originally composed of pig skin, fat meat and lean meat. After being baked in a high-temperature bread kiln, the pig skin is reddish and crispy, and the fat meat is white as fat. The bottom is soaked with lean meat, and it is even more seductive.

The meat strips just taken out of the bread kiln are still shiny with oil on the surface.

Ji Wei cut the crispy pork belly into small cubes with a knife, and placed them neatly on the wooden board. The piece of meat brushed with honey was somewhat amber in color. He took a piece of pork belly with chopsticks and paused before his mouth, before he sent it to the boy's mouth.

Ji Wei looked at Liu Yimian with a smile, "Come on, try it."

"I..." Liu Yimian was a little dazed and flustered, looking around for a long time, looking at a loss, "I'll just do it myself, Brother Ji You, you eat first."

"I've delivered it to your mouth, is it so difficult to open your mouth?" Ji Wei feigned anger, Liu Yimian panicked even more, with her mind blank, she could only obediently cooperate with Ji Wei's movements to open her mouth .

One bite, first the crunchy and crispy skin, then the soft and delicate fatty meat, and finally the firm and chewy lean meat. Crisp and soft, coupled with the sweetness of honey, the pungentness of pepper, and just the right amount of saltiness, different flavors bloom on the tip of the tongue one after another.

The more Liu Yimian chewed, the more delicious it became, and the more she ate, the more greedy she became, and it took a long time to swallow the meat, looking at Ji Wei with bright eyes, only one sentence remained in her mind.

This is the best meat he has ever eaten! !

"Eat as much as you want, you're welcome, our family has no shortage of meat." Ji Wei picked up a piece of pork belly, tasted it carefully for a long time, and couldn't help feeling that the meat baked in this bread kiln is really better than the oven , good flavor.

The pork belly is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, served with spicy and delicious shredded potatoes, and the cold and refreshing mung bean soup from the town of Jingshui. Sitting in the yard, blowing the cool breeze in the summer evening, it is very refreshing.

At least in his previous life, Ji Wei had been busy for more than ten years before winning the award. It is rare to have such an opportunity to stop and sit with relatives and friends, just to enjoy such simple eating, drinking and chatting.

Ji Wei was tired after a busy day, coupled with the high temperature in summer, his body was sweating profusely, and after being blown by the wind, he was left sticky and greasy, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

The two agreed before that one cooks and the other washes the dishes.

Ji Wei cooked the meal today, and Liu Yimian naturally cleaned up the dishes.

Ji Wei went to the well and fetched a bucket of water.

Originally, he mostly took a shower in the kitchen, or took a quick shower in the yard when Liu Yimian returned to the bedroom.

But now someone can't go to the kitchen, so they have to make do in the yard.

Ji Wei tore off his belt, and casually rolled up the two clothes inside and outside and threw them on the edge of the well. When it was his turn to take off his underwear, he slowed down.

These obscene pants are the so-called underpants in ancient times, but they are different from the close-fitting and comfortable short underpants later. These obscene trousers are long and wide, and the style looks like ordinary trousers, with a light and thin layer on the innermost part, which is close to the skin, and the material is soft.. It's okay to be inactive, but it's very inconvenient to be active, and it's useless.

At least from Ji Wei's point of view.

When he first came here, it took him a long time to get used to it.

But even today, he still hasn't gotten used to it. It would be great if he could have underwear.

Ji Wei took off half of his pants, and suddenly slapped the mouth of the well!

"It's really stupid." He thought that Liu Yimian's needlework was pretty good, and if he could do one for him, it shouldn't be a big problem.

The more Ji Wei thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and immediately picked up the gourd ladle and poured water on his body.

The cold well water falls on the skin, taking away the dry heat of the whole day. Then take the soap and wipe it on the body, rinse it off with clean water, and the whole person will feel much more alive.

He wiped off the water droplets on his body with the changed clothes, only to realize that he was missing obscene pants when he was getting dressed. In desperation, he had no choice but to go into battle in a vacuum, wrapped his coat indiscriminately, his hair was wet behind his head, and went to the back of the yard to get dry clothes.

Liu Yimian, who was hiding behind the door, waited until the sound of water in the yard stopped, and then came out with a blushing face holding the unwashed dishes and tub.

He squatted by the well and pulled water from the well.

As a brother, Liu Yimian has a smaller frame and less strength than ordinary men. In addition, the food is not good, the nutrition is poor, and there is not much meat.

He struggled to pull the almost full bucket of water, and he didn't notice anyone approaching at all.

There seemed to be water dripping on the neck, and it was suddenly cold.

Liu Yimian touched subconsciously, let go of one hand, and the bucket of water that was about to be poured fell down.

He opened his mouth and exclaimed, a strong and powerful arm stretched out obliquely from the side, and grabbed the hemp rope across him.

"Exercise."

Ji Wei's low voice rang in his ears, Liu Yimian's ears were burning so badly that even the fingers that pulled the rope were a little weak.

But Ji Wei has great strength, so he pulls up in twos and twos.

"Are you okay?"

He was planning to go back to the house and put on his underwear, but just in time he heard Liu Yimian's breathing a little short, and asked casually.

"It's okay!" Liu Yimian called out, and his voice immediately dropped again, his bright red cheeks were covered by the night.

"Brother Ji, leave this clothes for me to wash tomorrow. You have been tired all day, go back to the house and rest."

He suddenly reached out to grab Ji Wei's pants, but Ji Wei didn't expect that he was dragged away I couldn't laugh or cry, "Mianmian, these are the clean underwear I just picked up from the rope. You took them away, so what should I wear?" "

Ah?" There was no underwear in the empty place, and he hurriedly looked away, saying embarrassing words, "I don't know, Brother Ji, go and change your pants!" After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and poured water into the basin

, Don't look at him anymore.

Ji Wei touched his nose with a puzzled expression.

Is the little guy shy like this?

But he's not naked...what's there to be shy about?

Ji Wei remembered that when he was in school, a bunch of shirtless boys squeezed into the bathroom to take a shower, and sometimes helped each other rub their backs. Thinking of this timid and easily shy boy again, he felt a little emotional.

Could it be brother's characteristic? Or is there any difference in body structure between brother and ordinary man?

Ji Wei thought a little too much in his head, and couldn't help but secretly spurn himself.

After going back to the room and changing his underwear, he was almost sweating all over again. He couldn't help but miss the good thing about the air conditioner.

Not to mention the air conditioner, this damn place doesn't even have a fan.

Thinking of this, Ji Wei couldn't help but sigh.

In the previous life, ice cubes were so cheap that ordinary people here couldn't afford them. Not to mention Ji Wei, even the original owner didn't see anyone in Changliu Town enjoying ice cubes in his memory.

It's stuffy at home, but it's cold outside.

Ji Wei planned to go out for a walk, so he went to blow out the candles. Passing by the shelf, I saw a stack of papers under it. Out of curiosity, he pulled it out casually. The handwriting on it is crooked and not very neat, it looks like a beginner's handwriting.

Apart from him, there is only Liu Yimian in this family.

It's just that -

Ji Wei's expression gradually became serious. Apart from excerpts from the Book of Songs and the Analects of Confucius, the names of Liu Yimian and Ji Wei were written on this stack of paper.

From the immature at the beginning to the embryonic form later, we can see his intentions.

With a thought, Ji Wei took out pens, inks, papers and inkstones from the shelf, and arranged them on the table. First grind the ink, pour some cold water, and after thinning the ink, open the Analects of Confucius, and start excerpting from Xueerpian.

After copying a full ten pages, he stopped writing and moved his sore wrists.

Liu Yimian entered the room with the clean clothes collected, and first saw a stack of papers on Ji Wei's desk. He stepped forward quickly, wanting to appreciate his words. As a result, as soon as he got closer, he saw a stack of paper on the stool, with crooked and ugly characters on it, which was obviously his hidden hand practice.

"Brother Ji, I put it away, why did you turn it out?" Liu Yimian put the clothes on the bed, immediately grabbed the stack of papers, and hid behind her in embarrassment.

Ji Wei smiled and said, "Why, you feel embarrassed now? I've watched it several times, and it's useless to hide it." He stood up and stood tall

in front of Liu Yimian, matching Liu Yimian who just reached his shoulder Little one.

"But—"

Liu Yimian couldn't help but glance at the words written by Ji Wei, those ink marks were extremely light, dark gray. But he is strong, powerful, neat and beautiful, which makes him very envious. The words of refutation that I was about to say were blocked, and I couldn't get out.

"But what, little fool."

Ji Wei scratched Liu Yimian's nose, and said gently, "Practicing calligraphy is not a day's work, it takes years of practice. You haven't practiced calligraphy systematically before, and you wrote it naturally Not good."

Liu Yimian lowered her head in shame, her expression extremely gloomy.

How could Ji Wei not know what Liu Yimian was thinking, and pulled out the papers from his hand, "Well, you can write a few words first, and you can write anything you want."

He vacated the table and rearranged the papers. Picking up the pen and handing it to Liu Yimian, she stood aside and waited. There is a posture of Liu Yimian not writing, just waiting.

Ji Wei raised his eyebrows, "Come on, what are you afraid of."

Liu Yimian took a deep breath, took the pen, her palms were wet and greasy, and she felt a little awkward in writing. He quickly raised his eyes to look at Ji Wei, seeing his encouraging eyes, most of the tension in his heart dissipated in an instant, wiped the sweat from his palms on his body, and wrote a sentence with a pen.

Don't suffer from people who don't know, suffer from people who don't know.

Since Ji Wei sent the book, Liu Yimian studied it every day. As the saying goes, reading a book a hundred times will reveal its meaning. Not only that, but he also used these two books to practice calligraphy. So write it casually, it is a sentence in the Analects.

He reads slowly, this is the sentence of Xueerpian.

Ji Wei also copied this sentence just now, and I have some impressions.

Although he has been away from school for many years, he has studied it systematically after all, so he naturally knows the meaning of this sentence well. I just feel that these words are a true portrayal of Liu Yimian, so I can't help but look at him. Eyes met with Liu Yimian who was nervously waiting for the result.

"Writing, posture is very important. I see that when you write, your wrist shakes slightly, it is not very stable, and the written words are a bit crooked. It is called pillow wrist like this—" Ji Wei stretched out his left hand, making a gesture of his right wrist resting on the back of his left hand Posture, "You are a beginner, don't use hanging wrists. There is no fulcrum for the arms leaving the table. Although it is more flexible, it is not suitable for beginners like you."

Ji Wei asked Liu Yimian to try again, although the effect was not great. He simply held Liu Yimian's palm, took him to write a piece of paper together, and became familiar with the correct writing posture.

It took half an hour to write one.

Ji Wei is fine, but when he let go, Liu Yimian's face turned red and he was startled.

"What's the matter? Is it very hot?"

He hurriedly opened all the doors and windows in the house to allow the evening breeze to blow in.

After being blown by the cool wind, the messy and mushy mind also cleared up a lot. Before Ji Wei turned around, Liu Yimian quickly raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, covered his thumping heart, and said softly: "Thank you, Brother Ji.

" It's just a trivial matter."

"Brother Ji's handwriting is so good, why haven't I seen you write it before?" Liu Yimian was puzzled, even the Spring Festival couplets were written by a scholar he asked for help.

Brother Ji's handwriting is much prettier than that old scholar.

Ji Wei coughed, "What a good thing, I didn't need to write before, and I didn't even have paper and ink at home, so I didn't bother to write."

This made sense, and Liu Yimian stopped asking.

"However, although my handwriting is not considered great, it is still fairly neat." Ji Wei took out the stack of copybooks that was pressed on the stool, and put it in front of Liu Yimian, "I wrote some copybooks for you just now. Just copy it."

The ink marks are faint, just right for copying. Just like the calligraphy posts of later generations, if you follow the description, if you write too much, it will always affect and improve.

It's the early stage of learning calligraphy, so it's good to face correction like this. In the later stage, it is best to find a character that everyone learns from. Writing about him again will delay others.

But Liu Yimian didn't see it that way, he raised his head abruptly, his big eyes shone with happiness.

"Really?"

Ji Wei sternly said, "Really! But don't think that it's all over. This is the task I give you. You need to copy two pages every day, and I will arrange them after five days." "Ji

Wei Brother..." Liu Yimian frowned, but didn't say the rest.

"What?"

Liu Yimian's eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. It took a long time to hold back half a sentence from her mouth, "Let me help you squeeze your shoulders."

Ji Wei turned her wrist, "No, I will help you." Just move around."

He looked at Liu Yimian who was holding the stack of copybooks like a treasure, hesitated for a while before asking, "Mianmian, can you make me a pair of pants?"

Liu Yimian learned from her younger sister Liu Piaoxu when she was young. Female red, because of her calm and delicate temperament, she is better than her younger sister. Coupled with his diligent and honest hands and feet, before he was sold to Yazi by his father, he took care of all the clothes and pants at home.

So when he heard such a request from Ji Wei, he immediately showed off his face, "That's natural, but I still need to measure Brother Ji's body size. Wait for me for a while." After finishing speaking, he turned around and asked Go to the closet and get the measuring stick.

Ji Wei hurriedly shouted to him, "Don't, don't, don't need it, it's not this kind of pants. I want you to make shorts, just go here, don't need to be too loose." He slapped around the bottom of his thigh.. The position is drawn.

There is no elastic fabric in this era, it is too tight and uncomfortable, and it is slightly looser to facilitate movement.

"Brother Ji, are these short pants... a little too short?" Liu Yimian hesitated to speak, and changed the euphemism.

"The trousers are long and wide. I often go out to do things, so it's really inconvenient." "

Why? Everyone has to wear trousers when they go to work in the fields." Liu Yimian has never heard of such a saying , the delicate and slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, a little puzzled.

Seeing that he was still puzzled, Ji Wei changed to a simpler explanation.

"It's getting hotter and hotter. If you sleep at night, it doesn't matter if you wear short ones at home. The big deal is that you see it. Don't you think it's disgusting?" Ji Wei asked with a smirk.

But after he finished speaking, he realized later that he wondered if this could be regarded as a high-level drama?

"Of course not!" Liu Yimian's gaze was erratic, and he took a second look at the position where Ji Wei was gesturing just now.

It's really too short, even...even if it's only worn at home, it's still indecent.

Ji Wei was just joking, but he didn't intend to wear shorts to Liu Yimian.

He is very comfortable with other men, but he is always a little more cautious with Liu Yimian, I don't know if it has something to do with the original owner's memory, even if Liu Yimian looks quite normal, he still can't completely treat his brother as a man.

Do men and women agree to kiss each other? Ji Wei was surprised by his own thoughts.

In order to prevent random thoughts, he hurriedly opened the cabinet where the clothes were placed and rummaged through them.

Whether it is light summer clothes or heavy winter clothes, I can't find the right material. Either too thick or too rough, not very suitable for wearing next to the body in summer. After much deliberation, I still have to go to Buzhuang. By the way, I bought some fabric, just in time to make new clothes for Liu Yimian.

"In this way, I don't think there is any extra cloth at home. When I have some free time, I will take you to buy cloth."

Liu Yimian didn't think much about it, and just chose cloth to make shorts, and agreed softly.

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