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Hongxiu carried the unconscious daughter over, while Aoba wiped her forehead with a hot towel.

As for the antidote for the smoke, Wang Sheng couldn't find it, so he had to let Nannan, a little loli, wake up naturally.

Thinking about what happened today, it was still a bit dangerous.

The guards at Taoliu Garden must be strengthened.

Otherwise, I don’t know how he died at night.

Putting these thoughts aside for now, Wang Sheng walked into the inner hall.

Looking at Mr. Zhang, who was kneeling in the inner hall with her back straight and a little stiff, Wang Sheng stepped forward and called out.

"Er Niang, it's still late, why don't you go back to your house and rest?"

Mrs. Zhang turned her head and gave Wang Sheng a forced smile.

"Dalang, let's take my daughter to have a rest. I, I want to be quiet."

These past few months have been really hard on Zhang.

I lost my husband first, and now my original family members are no longer my own family members.

In this day and age, I'm afraid she only has one relative, Nannan.

As for him, I'm afraid he can barely count as half.

Since Mrs. Zhang wants to be quiet, Wang Sheng will naturally not disturb her.

"Hongxiu, please take my daughter to my room."

Hongxiu nodded. She was a little dazed at this time. Of course, this was not because Hongxiu was also drugged, but because she had not yet fully woken up.

She was awakened by the bustle in the west room.

After not sleeping all night, Wang Sheng was also a little tired, and he was afraid that Mr. Zhang would do something to commit suicide, so he had no choice but to take a nap on the 'pen' with his support on the table.

The so-called leaning table is a rectangular table with a foot at each end. It is placed in front of the person. When you feel tired from kneeling, you can place your elbows on the leaning table to disperse the weight of the body and reduce the burden on the legs.

of objects.

As for Ping, it means sitting on the bed.

Generally speaking, beds for sitting and lying are not mixed.

Due to different uses, the sizes are also different. Beds used for sleeping are generally longer. "Public Wen" written by Fu Qian at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty said: "A bed with three feet and five feet is called a couch, and sitting alone is called a platform.

Eight feet is called a bed."

In the Han and Wei Dynasties, one foot was equivalent to about 24 centimeters, and eight feet was 192 centimeters, which is similar to the length of a modern bed.

Wang Sheng was lying on the bed at this time.

Easy to sleep late at night.

It was said that he fell asleep, but after Wang Sheng lay on the bed, he fell asleep easily.

Early next morning.

Wang Sheng was awakened by the dazzling eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found that the sun was already shining.

Shaking his still confused head, Wang Sheng opened the red sleeves or the quilt that Zhang had covered him with, and stood up gently.

After Wang Sheng got up, Qingye quickly gave him a hot water towel to clean his face, while Hongxiu began to change Wang Sheng's clothes.

Changing clothes in the inner hall always feels a little weird...

After breakfast, Wang Sheng went to visit Zhang in his room and found that although the latter looked sad, he was not in a depressed mood.

Wang Sheng told Hongxiu to stay with Zhang more, and he drove an ox cart towards the Wei Mansion under the escort of Zhang He and Liu Yong.

Wei Jie is taking a rest today and is thinking of changing the day and going out for some fun.

September 21, the weather is sunny, the breeze is gentle, and the autumn air is crisp

Along the Luoshui trail, Wang Sheng's ox cart drove slowly towards Luoyang.

Not long after Wang Sheng's carriage left, a horse suddenly ran out of a small manor not far from Taoliu Garden.

Sitting on this horse was a man with a gloomy face. He chose another road and galloped towards Luoyang.

The speed of a horse is naturally faster than that of an ox cart.

Taoliu Garden is not far from Luoyang. Not long after, Wang Sheng entered Luoyang City from the west gate of Luoyang and headed towards the Suzaku Avenue in the inner city.

Behind Wang Sheng, there were two people dressed as business travelers walking aimlessly, but their eyes often drifted to Wang Sheng's bullock cart.

"This kid is going to enter the inner city. Ask your superiors when they will start taking action."

After learning about Ouyang Jian's intentions to play with Wang Sheng, Yang Hong immediately became murderous in his heart.

The grudges from the first day of junior high school must not be left until the fifteenth day.

Because you don't know if you can still kill this person at fifteen.

Even though Yang Hong looked down upon Wang Sheng, he still felt that he was extraordinary.

If he is an ordinary person, he will be offended if he is offended.

But Yang Hong would never dare to let go of such a scholar.

He is the most familiar with the faces of scholars.

In a wine shop outside the inner city gate, Yang Hong drank wine gently, and the eyeliner walked in quickly.

"Wang Sheng has entered the city. Do you want to take action in the city?"

Action in the city...

After putting down the wine bottle, Yang Hong's rich voice came over.

"How many more strongholds do we have in the inner city?"

As the first ranger in Luoyang, Yang Hong naturally has countless younger brothers. If he has younger brothers, he naturally has to support them, so he also has a so-called stronghold.

"There's only one, and it's the Shang Shou wine shop."

Is this the only one?

Yang Hong felt quite regretful.

Yang Hong has never been afraid of killing people in the city.

In fact, he is planning to kill people in the city today.

But actually standing in this wine shop, Yang Hong changed his mind.

"Wait until it leaves the city before taking action, and have people follow him first."

He had killed more than one person in Luoyang City, but this Wang Sheng was special after all.

Without Ouyang Jian's endorsement, it would be better for him to be more cautious.

The eyeliner obeyed the command and turned back.

At the same time, Wang Sheng's bullock cart also drove slowly past the wine shop where Yang Hong was, and soon entered the city.

After entering the inner city and walking along Zhuque Avenue, Wang Sheng soon stopped in front of the gate of the Wei Mansion.

In front of the Wei Mansion, there are always some young women carrying fruit baskets, pacing back and forth, and they are no different from the scene in the restaurant.

It has become a scenery in Luoyang.

After knocking on the door, Wang Sheng was quickly led into the mansion by the servants of the Wei Mansion.

The inner hall of the Wei Mansion.

When the guards saw Wang Sheng arriving, they immediately ordered their servants to serve a table of food and wine.

What surprised Wang Sheng was that the food and wine on this table were not the same as last time.

As expected, a high-ranking family would not treat themselves badly when it comes to their food and drink desires.

After Wang Sheng sat down, Wei Jie immediately began to speak:

"This is pork skin pancake."

Wei Jie picked up the orange-yellow noodle cake and immediately introduced it to Wang Sheng: "The method of making it is: use hot soup to knead the noodles until they are as thin as porridge. Boil water in a large pot, put a small round thin copper bowl in the boiling water, and use

Pour the powdered porridge into the round copper bowl with a small spoon, and use your fingers to pull the bowl to rotate.

Distribute the flour porridge evenly on the surrounding walls of the bowl. The bowl is extremely hot, blanch the flour porridge until it becomes a cake, and take it out. Then scoop the flour porridge into the bowl, wait until it is cooked again, then take it out, and put the cake into cold boiled water, like pig skin.

Just as flexible, add sesame oil and other seasonings when eating.

I, the Wei family, only eat this pancake, and even the imperial palace doesn’t have it.”

Wang Sheng took the pancake from Wei Jie's hand, dipped it in some seasoning, and took a bite.

"Xiao Langjun, how does it taste?"

Seeing this guy's expression asking for praise, Wang Sheng rolled his eyes, but he didn't stop praising him.

“It’s delicious, very delicious, and the texture is very smooth and tender.”

In fact, this pig skin cake is not much different from the Chengfen skin cake of later generations.

The biggest difference from the Chengfenpi that was eaten in later generations may be that Wei Jie’s ingredients are more particular.

After all, he is from a wealthy family, so he will never be short of money.

After that, Wei Jie proudly introduced the next dishes to Wang Sheng.

As a member of the country of big foodies, Wang Sheng naturally started eating very rudely.

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Chapter completed!