Traveled through time with my ex-boyfriend [Chang Tian]

Chapter 56

【Dark Cuisine, Delicious】

In the past few days, Beilai Village has been digging cave dwellings. Apart from the experienced hands brought by Guan Dalang, young adults from several nearby villages spontaneously went to help.

Everyone started working before dawn, and only stopped when it was too dark. It has been like this for more than ten days.

One day, when Yu Dalang came back from there, there was a layer of dirt on his head and body, and the sweat beads on his face mixed with the loess, forming a series of mud marks, which was both funny and bitter.

Ye Fan took a feather duster and wanted to clean it up for him.

Yu Dalang was not willing to let him do it, so he hurriedly took the feather duster and swept it from top to bottom with his hands behind his back.

Ye Fan noticed that his posture was a bit awkward, especially when he raised his shoulders, he gasped hissingly.

"Brother Dalang, are you hurt?"

"No, it won't hurt you to carry a few baskets of soil." Yu Dalang smiled at him, his face was covered with mud, and his teeth looked particularly white.

While talking, without paying attention, the neckline was caught by a feather duster, revealing most of his shoulders.

Ye Fan saw at a glance that his shoulder was red and swollen with several big blood blisters.

Yu Dalang hurriedly pulled up his clothes, and said embarrassingly: "I have lived a good life these years, and my skin is thin."

Ye Fan frowned, and asked, "Is this because of carrying the basket?"

Yu Dalang didn't answer, just grinned and said, "It's nothing, it has to be like this."

In the room, Aunt Yu called for dinner, and the two of them didn't say anything, they washed their hands and sat down at the dining table.

During the dinner, Uncle Yu asked about the progress of digging the kiln.

Yu Dalang took a sip of the rice soup and said, "The soil is dry right now and it's not easy to dig. So many people worked together to complete the cliff on the west side."

"You are young and inexperienced. How do you know that when digging a cave, you have to be 'dry or wet'. If you dig too quickly, the water in the soil will be too high, and the roof of the cave will easily collapse."

Yu Dalang nodded, "It's true, when I dug the yard yesterday, I almost buried people in it."

"Slow work produces meticulous work, and it takes two months to dig hard."

Yu Dalang responded and subconsciously moved his shoulders.

Ye Fan saw it, and took the opportunity to say: "Auntie, get some medicine for Brother Da Lang later, his shoulders are blistered."

When Aunt Yu heard this, she couldn't help laughing, "The farmer, why are you so delicate? When the bubble bursts, grind it again, and you won't be afraid of calluses anymore!"

Holding the rice bowl, Ye Fan thought about what she said, and felt as if his skin had been torn. He shook his shoulders and gasped for air hissingly.

This appearance made everyone laugh.

Although the Yu family thought it was nothing, Ye Fan was interested.

Not to mention whether a flesh and blood body can withstand such a toss, just say that in this season, there is sweat and dirt, and if there is an infection, it will be a big trouble.

After dinner, he insisted that Yu Erlang go to Zaohua Village to the east to find an old man to dispense medicine, not only for Yu Dalang, but also for the men who worked there, who had broken skin and injured.

After that, he went back to his room, put the bolt on the door, and asked the fat group to search for pulleys in the system mall.

Ball found that he was online and took the initiative to connect to the video.

"Your Majesty personally inspected those tea trees and was very satisfied, and praised you for your hard work."

"It's good if you're satisfied." Ye Fan smiled, "Have the experimental results come out, which tea has the best effect?"

"It's the new one you gave me, tartary buckwheat tea."

"It turned out to be tartary buckwheat tea?" This was undoubtedly a great surprise for Ye Fan.

Bohr blinked, "Why haven't I seen this kind of tea before, and there is no record in the imperial database."

"To be precise, it is not 'tea', but seeds, which are fried from buckwheat seeds."

"Sure enough, it's a seed." Bohr said to himself, "Can I change some?"

"No need to change it, I will give it to you directly." Ye Fan smiled and said truthfully, "This thing is not worth much here. The poor people eat it as food and use it to treat minor illnesses and pains. The price is not as high as the previous tea leaves. Fabi."

Even so, Pohl was grateful.

Ye Fan walked into the cubicle, and the video window followed him.

The compartment is not big, it was originally an elegant small study, but now he turned it into a warehouse.

He dragged out a sack from a corner, cut a small hole, and inside were brown buckwheat kernels.

A trace of surprise flashed in Boer's eyes, as well as joy, "So much?"

"We can grow this thing here, as much as we want."

A few days ago, Li Yao also told him that if buckwheat tea could replace the original tea leaves, they could open a buckwheat garden and plant two seasons a year. Regardless of the season, it can grow in both spring and autumn.

Ye Fan pondered in his heart, and pressed the teleport button, a dazzling light flashed, and the sack disappeared in place.

On the other side of the screen, Boer touched it preciously and said, "Are you looking for a pulley? I can choose a few grades of wooden and iron structures for you."

Ye Fan smiled, "It couldn't be better."

Just now he searched for a long time but failed to choose the right one, because the things in the system mall were too "high-tech", no matter how bold Ye Fan was, he dared not use them.

Boll was as reliable as ever, but within 3 minutes, he packed it up and passed it on to him.

In addition to iron pulleys, there are matching steel wire ropes, iron hooks, and connected crossbars.

Ye Fan looked at the instruction manual, and it is really convenient to just bury another wooden pillar to use it.

He called up the system panel, put his finger on the "Contribution Value" column, "How many points? I'll transfer them to you."

"Don't count." Boer was a little embarrassed, "Can I have some more fried tartary buckwheat tea? Give it to Cici."

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "Then you will lose money."

Bohr blinked, "I think I've earned it."

The two looked at each other and smiled, another happy transaction.

***

The next day, Ye Fan drove the bullock cart by himself, pulling ten sets of pulleys to the construction site.

The pit yard at the head of the village has been dug halfway, and it has not yet formed. The men are shirtless, carrying baskets of soil out.

These people looked similar to Yu Dalang last night, covered in dirt, sweating profusely, with large and small blood blisters on their shoulders.

However, no one complained of suffering or tiredness. Instead, they were cheerful and greeted Ye Fan with smiles.

Someone said: "Thank you Ye Xiaolang for the medicine, it's the first time I've taken it when I grow up."

Some people also said: "Don't waste money like this. If you have two small blisters, how can you use medicine?"

Ye Fan responded with a smile, "I brought something this time, if I can use it, I really don't need to buy medicine in the future."

When everyone heard this, they didn't care about carrying the soil anymore, and surrounded them in twos and threes.In their conception, what Ye Fan brought out were all rare things, regardless of the edible ones, it was a blessing to be able to see them twice.

It just so happened that there was a wooden pillar standing on the edge of the pit. Ye Fan asked someone to nail the crossbar with wedges, hang the pulleys, install wire ropes and iron hooks, and a manual "crane" was done.

The villagers watched curiously, "What is this?"

Ye Fan smiled and pretended to be a trick, "Believe it or not, I can get three baskets of soil in one go."

When everyone heard this, they all grinned, some just smiled and said nothing, and some shook their heads, expressing their disbelief.

A few young men from the village, who were familiar with Ye Fan, booed and said, "Don't talk about three baskets, if Ye Xiaolang can carry half a basket, my brothers will recognize you as the boss in the future."

"Heh, then I've really made a profit." Ye Fan rolled up his sleeves, making a gesture to use his strength.

Yu Dalang hurried over and persuaded: "Xiao Lang, don't listen to their nonsense, you have never done this job, so I don't know how heavy it is."

"I don't have a helper here!" Ye Fan knocked on the wooden pillar, "Brother Dalang, I need your help."

The young men shouted one after another: "Hey, it's not worth asking for help!"

Ye Fan raised his chin, "I didn't tell him to carry it for me, Brother Dalang, just hang it on the hook."

Yu Dalang was still a little worried, but he still did as Ye Fan said, stacked three baskets full of loess together and hung them on the iron hook.

Ye Fan stood on the edge of the pit, pulling the other end of the rope, only to hear a squeaking sound, and the three heavy earthen baskets really left the ground and rose to the edge of the pit little by little.

The basket was indeed too heavy, Ye Fan inevitably felt strenuous, and his palms were burned.

However, in front of so many people, how could he lose face?I had to grit my teeth and hold on, and finally, the three baskets rose to the edge of the pit.

Before he could say anything, someone had already run over and dragged the rope to the flat ground.

Everyone was so shocked that they all said in one voice:

"Mr. Ye Xiaolang is born with supernatural power? He hides it so deeply!"

"The three big baskets of soil are really brought up!"

"Looking at the thin and frail, it's really a person who can't be judged by appearance."

"..."

Some people pushed and shoved those young men, urging them to recognize their eldest brother.

Ye Fan raised his chin, folded his arms, and looked at them with a smile.

Those people rubbed their hands one by one, blushed, and buzzed like mosquitoes: "Boss..."

Ye Fan picked out his ears, looked to the left and right, "Someone just said something? Why didn't I listen?" That look, he looked like a big villain.

Everyone smiled and cheered for him, "Speak up!"

The men glanced at each other, heartbroken, and shouted at the top of their voices: "Boss! You are capable!"

Ye Fan didn't hold back, and grinned.

Until he laughed enough, he told everyone about the principle and usage of the pulley.

Although no one understands the principles of force, the villagers all know that this thing works.

Needless to say, Ye Fan, they tried one by one.

As the baskets of soil were lifted up from the pit easily and quickly, the mood of the villagers gradually changed from initial curiosity to awe.

They looked at Ye Fan overtly and secretly, and couldn't help but think of the legend about the "White Deer Fairy Boy".

Ye Fan saw through everyone's thoughts at a glance, and explained with a wry smile: "I didn't come up with this thing. It was recorded in the book. Have you heard the deeds of Gongshu Pan and Mozi? They are amazing."

"It's written in a book again?"

"How useful is reading?"

"It seems that the baby must go to school!"

The villagers were guided by Ye Fan, and their focus shifted from "fairy boy" to "reading".

Ye Fan is a little proud, and he has contributed a little bit to "breaking superstition and promoting science", right?

Someone noticed those pulleys and iron hooks, and sighed: "This iron bump will cost a lot of money, right?"

"It's okay, this thing was given by Master Hou." Ye Fan dumped the blame on Li Yao without hesitation, and even added drama without hesitation, "Master Hou said, if these are not enough, he has some more."

The villagers were stunned, and bowed one after another, "Cao Min, thank you Lord Hou!"

Ye Fan laughed, and waved his hands carelessly, "Why are you so solemn all of a sudden? I won't be too late to thank him when I see you later."

Everyone looked at him, hesitating to speak.

Especially those who were forced to be called the boss, all shook their heads and their shoulders trembled, obviously secretly laughing.

Yu Dalang coughed and secretly winked at him.

Ye Fan realized that something was wrong, and turned his head to look——

Li Yao didn't know when he stood behind him, and he was looking at him with a smile.

Ye Fan blinked, and it was embarrassing to be caught by the righteous master for throwing the blame in public.

"Ha, haha, what, you came to pick me up?"

Fuck!What is this called!

Ye Fan knocked on the head, and was about to change his words, when Li Yao gave a soft "hmm".

Uh……

Ye Fan's ear tips were bloodshot, and he rubbed his eyes secretly and glared at him. There are so many people, they don't know how to keep a low profile!

Li Yao hooked his lips, turned around and said, "Let's go."

The magnetic voice seemed to have magic power, Ye Fan raised his feet involuntarily, and followed behind like a little tail.

I didn't care about the bullock cart, nor the pulleys. I only saw the tall and reliable figure walking slowly with its hands behind its back.

Li Yao was the first to break the silence until he walked far away, "That thing is called a pulley?"

"Ah?" Ye Fan was dumbfounded, the heat on his face still not fading.

Li Yao curled up his fingers and knocked on his forehead, "Are you crazy?"

After being attacked, Ye Xiaofan immediately regained consciousness, "You are so hot and stupid."

He glanced at the complicated uniforms on Li Yao's body, curled his lips, "It's only July and a half, and you're not afraid of getting angry if you wear so many pieces?"

Never admit to being jealous because he looks so stylish!

Li Yao cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "The recent autumn dryness, I do feel a little uncomfortable."

Eh? !

The small light bulb on Ye Fan's head suddenly lit up. He blushed and couldn't care less about jealousy. He focused on pulling Li Yao to watch, "Where did you get angry? Have you taken any medicine?"

Li Yao covered the smile in his eyes, lowered his body a little, and showed him the burning foam at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Fan pursed his lips, "It deserves it, this place does it like this, you still dress like this all day long, and you probably don't drink water properly, right? It's no wonder if you don't get angry!"

Although he said fierce words on his mouth, he couldn't hide the pain in his eyes.

Li Yao is very useful.

Ye Fan started nagging like a little housekeeper, "I'll make you some chrysanthemum wine later, and drink that when you have a social occasion, and quit the sweet and spicy ones first."

With Li Yao's current status, there is really no last resort to socialize, but he will not refuse Ye Fan's concern.

"it is good."

"Also, drink plenty of water, drink according to eight pots a day, put some honeysuckle in the water-do you have honeysuckle at home?"

"Tell them to buy it."

Seeing that he was so obedient, Ye Fan felt a little sweet in his heart.

Looking up, I saw those mulberry trees on the east slope, eight out of ten survived, and now they are growing vigorously, reflecting the shade on the slope.

Ye Fan said casually: "I won't be able to eat it this year. I will pick more mulberries next year. I will eat half of them and soak the other half in mulberry wine. Don't you be reluctant then?"

"Willing." Master Chang'an Hou replied without hesitation.

After it was over, I still felt that it was not enough, so I added: "I will keep it for you."

whee!

Ye Fan shook the little tug on the top of his head, and went home happily.

Aunt Yu was squatting by the well to wash vegetables. Ye Fan took a look. The jagged leaves and small yellow flowers looked like dandelions.

Sure enough, the next moment, Aunt Yu took the initiative to say: "The weather has been dry recently, and Sanniang picked some mother-in-laws. Tonight, I will mix a cold dish and put it on the fire."

Ye Fan looked at the big bamboo basket, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Auntie, give me some!"

Aunt Yu laughed, "If Xiao Lang wants to take it, just say it's not even!"

Ye Fan grinned, washed his hands indiscriminately, then grabbed two handfuls in the basin, and grabbed it to the kitchen like that.

Aunt Yu wondered, what is Xiao Lang doing?

Soon, there will be an answer.

There was a chirping sound, followed by Ye Fan's panicked cry: "Auntie! Help me see the fire, it's burning out!"

Aunt Yu paused and hurried to the kitchen.

Seeing a tongue of fire more than a foot high burning outside the stove, her expression changed, she was not afraid of being burned, and immediately grabbed firewood and stuffed it into the stove.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I only heard a "boom", and the oil in the pot was also on fire.

Aunt Yu was holding the ladle and was about to scoop water when she saw Ye Fan pick up the plate, dunk the dandelion in, and cover the pot wittily when it was done.

Aunt Yu was stunned.

It took a while before I realized it, and said, "What do you want to eat, Mr. Xiaolang? Just leave it to me. There is no need to do it yourself."

"Make it for others to eat."

Ye Fan didn't have the nerve to say that he wanted to cook a "love meal" for Li Yao himself, just like he used to cook for himself.

Thinking of Li Yao's way of cooking in the past, Ye Fan thumped his head violently, "It's broken! The pepper should be put first."

"Well... put it away now, he said, it's not good to eat without peppercorns." After speaking, he carefully lifted the lid of the pot and threw a lot of peppercorns into it.

The corner of Aunt Yu's mouth twitched, it wouldn't taste good if she let it go!

Indeed, when the dandelion came out, it was mushy and raw, the roots were not cut, and there were black peppercorns hanging on the leaves.

Such a dish of dark food, from the time it entered the gate of Li's house to the time it was served in front of Li Yao, I don't know how many people passed through it.

The people below are thinking——

Shouldn't it be poisonous?

Does Mr. Ye family's young master want to harm Lord Hou?

Such a terrible thing, Master Hou will only eat it if he is crazy!

No one knew that at this time, his Lord Hou was sitting at the dining table, holding chopsticks, picking them up one by one, and putting them into his mouth calmly and gracefully.

Although pepper is too numb.

Forgot to put salt though.

Lord Chang'an Hou's upturned lips never stopped.