Prince Lin, the eldest grandson of King Ping of Zhou Dynasty, was intelligent, beautiful and good at riding and shooting when he was young.

In other words, in simple words, the eldest grandson of King Zhou Ping has been very smart since he was a child, and he is very handsome and has good kung fu.

Prince Lin was in the royal family of Zhou, and he was the orthodox royal family, unlike his father. Prince Lin's father was a sick man, and he had been ill for a few years. Before I, King Ping of Zhou, died, Prince Lin's father died of illness.

King Zhou Ping originally had high hopes for his eldest son. However, King Zhou Ping reigned for fifty-one years and lost his son. After the death of the eldest son, whether to make the second son Hu or the eldest grandson Lin the crown prince, they became the central officials of the court.

The biggest problem.

The second son Hu and the eldest grandson Lin each have their own supporters. The doctor who supports the second son Hu believes that although the second son is not the direct son of King Zhou Ping, he has a well-ordered upbringing and his uncle is still alive. How can he make the eldest son the prince?

The truth? Isn’t the reason why the Western Zhou Dynasty collapsed and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty rose because King You of Zhou favored Bao Si and wanted to abolish the elders and establish younger ones, which led to great chaos in the country? The Zhou royal family cannot learn this lesson a second time.

However, the official Qing who supported the eldest son Lin as the prince believed that although the second son Hu was an elder, he had many irregularities in his behavior. He was addicted to beauty, mediocre and had no achievements. He was also indecisive by nature and made constant decisions, so he was actually the king.

Such a big taboo! On the other hand, Changsun Lin is a direct descendant of the orthodox and upright man. No one can match him in terms of appearance or upbringing. He is kind and upright by nature, and can be considerate of the people. He is definitely the choice of a wise king.

While the factions of the Zhou royal family were fighting for the crown prince position, King Ping of Zhou finally made up his mind and sent his second son Hu to the State of Zheng as a hostage, and established his eldest grandson as crown prince, Prince Lin.

King Zhou Ping's approach was neither ruthless nor vicious. He sent the second son Hu directly to the state of Zheng, which cut off the second son Hu's way of fighting for the throne. In this way, Prince Lin became famous.

Righteous, smooth words.

Prince Lin was born into a noble family and was a legitimate direct relative. He received etiquette education from an early age. He was born with a straight and straight figure, and was extremely handsome. He was able to shoot bows and arrows, ride horses and shoot all over the world. He also had military skills and formations.

There is only one thing that can do everything, which made King Ping of Zhou feel depressed and unable to feel at ease even when he was seriously ill.

That was Prince Lin's life. Even when he was competing for the position of prince, King Zhou Ping, as his eldest father and grandfather, helped him settle the matter. He never encountered any setbacks, and his journey was smooth.

People praised him, the palace maids admired him, and the court ministers supported him. All these things made Prince Lin very upright, and in his eyes, there seemed to be no heinous villain.

How can an upright person sit in the dark court of the Zhou Dynasty, dominate the world, resist the Rong and Di, and check and balance the princes...

The little local dog... Prince Lin stared at Qi Lu with his eyes wide open. His eyes could not be described as majestic or stern, but through the innocent appearance of the little local dog, it was completely filtered out.

All the majesty was gone, leaving only the poor boy.

Qi Lu's appearance is very deceptive. When he is not smiling, he is cold and arrogant, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world. When he smiles, he is gentle and easy-going. He has an indescribable feeling.

His friendly temperament makes people forget about vulgarity, but Qi Lu's actions...

It’s really vulgar!

Taking advantage of his "tall" figure, Qi Lu picked up the little native dog, pulled the little native dog's five-section calf, and raised an inquiring smile: "Good boy, he is indeed his son."

Prince Lin was stunned, but then he realized that the madman in front of him dared to be so disrespectful, peeking...peeping into the privacy of this person!

"Woof... woof woof! woof woof woof woof woof!"

Prince Lin: Let's go... be presumptuous! It's disrespectful for me to punish you!

The little native dog was held in Qi Lu's arms, and it seemed to have turned into a little crazy dog. It kept barking and scratching its short limbs, trying to escape from Qi Lu's arms.

Qi Lu chuckled lightly and said, "My dear son, are you shy? Stop struggling. You can't escape from Dad's Wuzhishan. My dear, let's go home."

"Woof woof woof!"

Prince Lin: Let me go!

Qi Lu couldn't understand the "dog language" at all, so he "kidnapped" the little native dog along the way and left the dining room. He inquired tactfully and finally found his own house.

Qi Lu's house was not in the Sacrifice's house. After leaving the Sacrifice's house, he had to go out of the city. After walking a long way, he saw a dilapidated house in a desolate place. If it were placed in modern times, it might be mistaken for

Is it some sort of horror-themed haunted house?

Squeak——

Qi Lu opened the door and walked in. The little native dog in his arms was still going crazy. When Qi Lu was not paying attention, he yelled "Ouch!" and quickly rushed out of Qi Lu's arms and jumped to the ground.

In the past, Prince Lin was most proud of his martial arts skills. He was as light as a swan and his sword was as white as a rainbow. Even swordsmen in the world would not dare to compete with Prince Lin. However, now...

Because Prince Lin turned into a little local dog "for no reason", he misjudged his own size, accidentally fell on the ground, rolled forward, and carried his head forward, "Gudong!

"I poured it into the corner, threw a lot of meat and vegetables, sat on the ground and kept shaking my naive big head, and there was a cloud in the sky.

Qi Lu didn't have time to look around the house where he would live in the future. He came to the little native dog, squatted down and checked the little native dog. It seemed that everything was fine, so he felt relieved.

Qi Lu stood up and continued to look around the house. He only needed two words to completely describe the situation of this house, that is - a shabby room.

The roof is broken, the ground is somewhat damp and deformed, there are traces of mold in the corners of the walls, and there is a damp and gloomy atmosphere in the house. There are some wooden beans piled in the corners, and occasionally one or two bronze utensils. A lot of dust has fallen on the ground, and only one is covered.

There was no thatch, and about two meters long there was no dust. Qi Lu guessed that it was a bed for resting...

Qi Lu's back was still hurting, but looking around, he saw that there was no medicine in the house. The snail noodles he had just made for half a while went into the little gentleman's stomach. He had worked so hard and had nothing to eat. God.

The earth is big and the food is the biggest, so it is better to find some food first and fill your stomach first.

He went to the corner and opened the adzuki beans one by one. There were miscellaneous pickles and some food in the beans. As soon as the adzuki beans were opened, a sour, bitter, or spicy smell came to his nose, hairy,

Moldy and bitter things abound.

He fanned the food in disgust to dispel the smell of spoilage, picked through it, picked out the food that had not spoiled one by one, and arranged it aside.

Prince Lin then laughed when he saw Qi Lu eating crude food that emanated from those jars of strange smells. He really didn't know what he was laughing about.

Qi Lu said to himself: "It seems that this Qi Lu is still a vain person."

Qi Lv, naturally refers to the former Qi Lv.

Because he discovered that the food in these adzuki beans actually contained some valuable goods, such as red dates. During the Spring and Autumn Period, dates were a delicacy enjoyed by the nobles. Because there was no white sugar in this era, the sweetness of dates was sought after by the nobles, and ordinary people

It can't be eaten.

There are also broomcorn millet. Millet is one of the five grains in ancient times. Among all cereals, broomcorn millet is the well-deserved leader. Millet is divided into two types: sticky rice and non-sticky rice. Because of its good taste and low yield,

At this time, it was also a standard for nobles. Qi Lu's family actually had several handfuls of millet ground into flour and dough into cakes.

In addition, what surprised Qi Lu was that he didn't expect that there was some honey at home. It was called stone honey in this era. It was sticky and was placed in adzuki beans. Because the adzuki beans were dark and improperly stored, they were sticky as soon as they were opened. Fortunately,

It's not broken yet.

In addition, there is almost no edible food in the house, and it is bad, rotten, and rotten.

Qi Lu looked at the only food left in his hand, squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, and then his face showed the kind of brilliance that seemed to compete with the sun and the moon. His eyes were sparkling, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint

A shallow smile.

Qi Lu cleaned his hands first, took out a few pieces of pancakes made from millet flour, and weighed them in his hands. The pancakes in the Spring and Autumn Period were different from the pancakes we call now. At that time, people would steam wheat and rice.

After it is cooked, it is pounded into powder, and then mixed with water to form a cake before eating. The cake made of wheat flour is called wheat cake, and the cake made of rice flour is called rice cake. Because the process is simple, there is no follow-up.

Processing, so to be honest, the taste of wheat cake and rice cake is not very good.

Moreover, the millet cakes are stored in containers and there is no refrigerator. They will inevitably be air-dried and hard to the touch, making them want to kill people, not to mention the taste.

The millet cakes at Qi Lu's house happened to be sticky, so he quickly lit the fire, cut the millet cakes into evenly sized strips, washed and cored the red dates, cut them into small pieces, and then put them together.

The water is simmered into a soup, and it is carefully simmered into a rich and sweet red date water. The red date water is churning, and along with the wisps of steam, the unique sweet smell of dates emerges.

While the red date water was simmering, Qi Lu put the oil in the pot, and then rolled the cut millet strips into the 80% hot oil with a "stab!"

As soon as the millet sticks were cooked, Prince Lin was so noble. How could he have seen what happened between the cooks? He was immediately startled. His little antenna-like tail stood up like a radar, like a little local dog.

His dark eyes were also widened, staring warily at the boiling oil pot, which actually made Qi Lu laugh.

While Qi Lu was frying millet sticks, he said, "My son, you are in for a treat. You can try the fried rice cakes made by dad later."

Fried rice cake? What is that?

The little native dog smelled the sweetness of red dates and the unique aroma of deep-fried food, and its tail shook involuntarily, feeling like it was "moving its index finger".

In this era, millet cakes were usually steamed and eaten dry, served with various pickles at most. Qi Lu cut the millet cakes into strips and put them in a pot for deep-frying. Prince Lin Jianduo

Even though I have extensive knowledge, I have never seen it eaten this way. The fragrant oily smell is indescribable.

Because the millet cakes are already cooked, there is no need for Qi Lu to steam the rice cakes again, and he can just fry them in the pan. Soon, the rice cakes are fried until golden brown, each one is golden, filling the small shack with full appetite instantly.

of fragrance.

This is not finished yet. Qi Lu poured out the cooked red date soup, let it cool a little, and poured the stone honey into the red date soup and stirred it. Although the red dates already have a sweet taste, they are not as sweet as the stone honey and the fragrance of the red dates.

, the sweetness of stone honey is mixed together, and the taste immediately sublimates.

Qi Lu picked up a piece of fried rice cake that was golden and crispy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. He rolled the golden fried rice cake into the red date syrup, and it was crispy and glutinous in the mouth!

The taste is smooth, moist, waxy and fragrant, but not sticky to the teeth.

Gululu——

The little local dog stared with big eyes, watching the "weird" food cooked by Qi Lu, and his little nose twitched involuntarily. Even though he didn't want to, the "gurgling" in his belly still went against the owner's wishes and started to scream.

You must know that Prince Lin is in the palace, and the emperor's meal includes "twelve cauldrons, one for cattle, two for sheep, three for hogs, four for fish, five for cured meat, six for intestines and stomach, seven for skin, eight for fresh fish, and nine for fresh cured meat.

"Three accompanies the tripod", and there are twenty-six beans in addition. One bite of each is enough to satisfy the stomach. It can be said that he has never seen such delicacies from mountains and seas. However, he has never seen this fried rice cake, and has never heard of it!

The little local dog looked at Qi Lu eagerly as he feasted, but he kept his status as the prince and did not dare to come forward to share the food. He thought about it for a while, his eyes turned around, and his little tail turned faster and faster, and just when he was about to

When you are conquered by delicious food...

Knock knock——

It's a knock on the door.

"Is Mr. Heng here?"

A woman's voice sounded outside the shack. Qi Lu put down the fried rice cake in his hand, frowned slightly, wiped his hands, and walked over to open the door unhurriedly.

The dilapidated tent door opened, and a woman dressed as a maid stood outside the door, refusing to come in. Seeing only Qi Lu, she automatically ignored Prince Lin who had turned into a little country dog, and breathed a sigh of relief like a thief. After looking around,

, the speed was extremely fast, and he whispered in a tone as if he was having an affair: "Hengren, today at midnight, Zheng Ji invited Hengren for a while. This is a token, and everything will break the promise! Don't!"

After the maid said this, she turned around and ran away in a hurry, probably because she was afraid of being discovered.

Qi Lu never had time to say a word from the beginning to the end. The maid had disappeared. When he looked down, only the silk handkerchief that the maid had just thrust into her hand was fragrant, soft and slippery.
Chapter completed!