Chapter 445 Replacement

Cui Yingjie stuttered in surprise when he heard the name of Master Jinghui, and almost swallowed the sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth before he had time to chew them.

"Cousin, don't get excited when you eat! You will choke to death." Chu Lixiang was worried that Cui Yingjie would be choked to death by the ribs.

"Cough... cough... cough" Cui Yingjie hadn't choked yet, but after Chu Lixiang said that, he was choked by the ribs.

Jinniang quickly stood up and patted his back, "Brother Jie, eat slowly, there are still a lot of dishes, if not enough, aunt will ask someone to make more for you."

Cui Yingjie: "..." Are you really my aunt? Don't let me down in front of everyone like this!

Jiang Xinyan looked at Jinniang who was worried. This should be her inner thoughts. People who didn't know would think she was making fun of her!

She said to Chu Lixuan with her eyes: Has your mother always been like this? I can forgive her creepy eyes.

Chu Lixuan smiled dotingly: She has always been such a good person, so don't mind her good look for you.

Jinyiwei As a close minister of the emperor, Cui Yingjie naturally knows more than others. Master Jinghui is a very powerful existence in Dongchen Kingdom.

She is actually the master of the eldest cousin's wife, and she still lives in Xuanyan City. If others know her whereabouts, people from far away will come.

Cui Yingjie feels that Xuanyan City is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and he has to find Zhao Yu to ask after dinner.

Jinniang loves her nephew very much. When eating, she always uses public chopsticks to pick up dishes for Cui Yingjie.

And Cui Yingjie really thinks that all dishes are delicious. He eats whatever his aunt picks up, and it saves him the time to pick up dishes.

He thinks his aunt is really a very good person. He enjoys this warmth very much. For many years, his mother has never helped him pick up dishes.

Jinniang looked at her nephew who was eating voraciously: "Brother Jie, is your Duke's Mansion also short of food?"

Cui Yingjie: "..." He took back his previous thoughts. His aunt was sent by God to make fun of him.

"We don't lack food in our mansion, but the dishes at my aunt's house are so delicious. The more I eat, the more I want to eat. Aunt, please eat by yourself. I will pick up the dishes for you."

The interaction between Jinniang and Cui Yingjie made everyone want to laugh...

Mao Yiming hurried back to Youzhou City and immediately issued a notice that a chicken weighing about three catties could be exchanged for one dou of rice.

According to the usual price, one catty of rice is about twenty wen, and one dou of rice of twelve catties requires two hundred and forty wen, while one catty of chicken is about seventy wen. A chicken weighing about three catties is a profit anyway.

The rich families and aristocratic families in Youzhou City all raise chickens on their farms. Smart people specially select chickens weighing about two catties for exchange.

In one afternoon, there were 30,000 chickens. When it was dark, Mao Yiming sent the generals guarding the city to notify the people of Xuanyan City to exchange rice.

When Jiang Xinyan heard Zhao Yu coming to report, she couldn't help but sigh: "This new prefect is quite efficient."

"To reply to Madam, we are also very efficient here, and the chicken farm has been planned." Zhao Yu said that he was capable.

"Haha, you are naturally the best. Tomorrow morning, we will exchange the 30,000 chickens. The wedding banquet the day after tomorrow will make a farmhouse firewood braised chicken."

Jiang Xinyan thought that there were only 30,000 chickens in total. If a whole chicken was made for the wedding banquet, there would be very few left, so she could only make a fried chicken.

Cui Yingjie followed Zhao Yu this afternoon, and Zhao Yu also wanted to recruit Cui Yingjie, so the two chatted very harmoniously.

At this time, Zhao Yu reported the situation, and Cui Yingjie followed him, "Cousin, what is farmhouse firewood stewed chicken?"

"You are stupid! It means literally, chicken stewed with firewood, don't you know this?" Zhao Yu said contemptuously.

"In our Dongchen country, which family doesn't cook with firewood?" Is it really okay for you to name dishes like this? Cui Yingjie was embarrassed to ask the last sentence.

Jiang Xinyan: "..." She really didn't think of this, because farmhouses were very popular in the later generations, and firewood rice, firewood stir-fried dishes... were all more expensive.

"The firewood here is different from that in the capital! The stewed chicken is particularly delicious, you will know when you try it."

Zhao Yu felt that the names of the dishes given by their wives were not only delicious, but also very artistic.

"Cousin... Mr. Chu, I want to stay in your Xuanyan City, is that okay?" Cui Yingjie didn't bother about the name of the dish.

"Will your commander release people?" Wei Dabin asked without waiting for Chu Lixuan to speak.

"Yes, we have two injured people at the border this time, and there is also a Tongzhi who is still unconscious. The commander just thinks we are in the way."

"Then you go into the city with the people who exchange food tomorrow, and take Doctor Hao with you to treat your companions." Chu Lixuan's cold voice.

"Thank you, Master Chu. Is Doctor Hao the doctor of Tianyi Valley?" Cui Yingjie thinks that Master Jinghui is more powerful.

"Doctor Hao is the elder of Tianyi Valley. Our master saved the life of the Valley Master of Tianyi Valley, so the Valley Master sent his cousin to repay our Chu Army."

Wei Dabin kindly explained that everyone in the capital knew the name of Master Jinghui, but not Hao Baorong.

However, Hao Baorong is indeed the elder of Tianyi Valley, and his medical skills have reached the pinnacle.

Cui Yingjie felt that he was still ignorant. The doctors in Xuanyan City are better than those in the capital. Half of the once popular generals are here.

When he was following Zhao Yu and passing by a watermelon field, he actually saw Dai Yuntao, the son of the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion.

What surprised him even more was that he actually saw Dai Yuntao carefully pinching the tips of the watermelon vines. After pinching several large baskets, he rode on horseback and dragged it to the pig feeders on a cart.

The leader of the pig feeding turned out to be the third son of General Song. The second son of General Song, a young general who had become famous in one battle, was actually raising horses...

Dai Yuntao is the eldest son of the Dingbei Hou Mansion. Since the founding of the Dongchen Kingdom, he has been the general guarding the northern border for generations.

However, this emperor's thoughts were hard to guess. He replaced the Dai family army with the King of Zhenbei and transferred all the Dai family members back to the capital.

However, for two hundred years, the Dai family's army has been guarding the northern border bravely. It was not until Xuanyuan Qi became emperor that the Dai family began to decline.

The North Vietnamese are not only tall and mighty, but they are also carnivores, and are much stronger than ordinary people. If the northern territory were not guarded by the Dai Army.

How can the Dongchen Kingdom be stable for more than two hundred years? Even if King Zhenbei takes the military power in the north, he will still have to have Lord Dingbei help him for many years.

The emperor placed Dingbeihou's family under house arrest in the capital, leaving only the marquis and his son to assist King Zhenbei at the border.

In the past two years, Dingbei Hou was transferred back to the capital by the emperor to serve as an idle prince, leaving Dai's eldest son who was best at fighting to stay with Zhenbei King.