Empress Changsun was about to stand up hesitantly, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her husband yell to stop.

Forget it, after all, the two sons-in-law and Ke'er are here, so it's really inappropriate for him to leave like this.

Li Shimin stroked his long beard and nodded towards Fang Jun with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect Yi Ai's son-in-law, no matter what the tune is, to be able to sing very beautifully."

With a glance, he saw the two thick-skinned people who held their heads high and looked at him with blinking eyes.

Li Shimin wiped his face, thought for a long time, and then smiled perfunctorily at Cheng Chubi and Li Ke.

"Yeah, your dancing posture is also very distinctive, and it's worth seeing."

It's enough to see it at first sight, but it's really impossible to see it at second sight.

"Thank you for the compliment from my father-in-law. In fact, my son-in-law, I also think that I am quite talented in talent."

Seeing Cheng Sanlang brazenly boasting, Li Shimin quickly coughed hard to change the subject.

"What, before, Ke'er and Cheng Sanlang, you have committed crimes and meritorious deeds, and have been responsible for the heavy responsibility of supervising the construction of the Wanguoyuan Palace, and now the Wanguoyuan Palace has been completed."

"The old man likes the Supreme Emperor very much. This is a great achievement."

"Then, the three of you have the courage to do things and volunteered to share the worries of the imperial court.

Without using a single soldier or a single soldier, just relying on those edicts and courage, he helped me and the court to contain the plateau power, Tubo,"

"Afterwards, your various actions have benefited my Tang Dynasty a lot..."

Listening to Li Shimin, the husband who has restored the majesty of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the empress Changsun maintained the kindness of her mother and looked at the three outstanding juniors.

In the end, after Li Shimin praised them, the next step was to arrange their future work.

Fang Jun will be rewarded for his meritorious service and become General Zuo Xiaowei, while Cheng Chubi...

Li Shimin's eyes fell on Cheng Sanlang, he smacked his mouth, and asked him kindly.

"Chu Bixian son-in-law, what do you intend to do next?"

Hearing this, Li Ke and Fang Jun both looked at Brother Chu Bi with envy.

You know, generally speaking, the emperor grants officials, naturally from top to bottom.

I am afraid that the emperor of the Tang Dynasty can ask him what he wants to do. This versatile, medical and military man, Cheng Sanlang, who is a heir to the family of poetry and books, is the only one.

Even Empress Changsun raised her eyebrows curiously, wanting to know what this kid would choose.

When Cheng Chubi heard this, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, it couldn't be better, after all, he had been thinking about the future before.

And my father also specially told me that now, I have made a lot of credits, it is the safest thing to stand up.

But why, this is definitely a technical job, but Cheng Chubi stayed up all night last night and didn't figure it out.

Of course, the main reason is that I have been separated from the ladies for too long, busy with other serious things, and have no time to think about serious things.

Seeing Cheng Sanlang's eyeballs rolling wildly and not making a sound for a long time, Li Shimin had a good time to recuperate, but Empress Changsun couldn't sit still and urged his son-in-law to speak.

"My son-in-law, your Majesty is asking you something, why are you in a daze?"

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Hearing the urging, Cheng Chubi suddenly had an idea and had a bold idea. Thinking of the third son's unpredictable yet mouth-watering culinary skills, Deng Chengxin couldn't help swallowing.

Cheng Chubi stepped into the yard and glanced around, and saw the big roller that was usually used to grind grain.

Unsteadily, he came to this big stone roller, which probably weighed at least two thousand catties, and stood still.

A donkey in Gu was watching the big stone mill turn, and a servant was carefully sweeping the flour off it.

At this time, I heard that the third son, the literary and culinary director of the old Cheng family, came to the kitchen to inspect the work again.

Cheng Bao, the new manager, rushed over quickly. "The villain has seen the third son, what orders does the third son have?"

Cheng Chubi smiled and nodded towards the steward Cheng Bao, shaking the jerky stick in his hand and asked.

"It turned out to be Uncle Bao, can this thing crush the jerky in my hand?"

"???" The steward, Cheng Bao, glanced at Cheng Chubi in bewilderment, and then at the stone roller.

I always feel that there is something wrong with my ears, and I heard something out of tune.

Deng Chengxin looked at the third young master's almost expressionless face, and cautiously persuaded him.

"Young master, don't eat it, let's not waste it?"

"Waste what?" Cheng Chubi gave Deng Xinxin a displeased look.

Shaking the jerky stick in his hand, which is hard enough to be used for robbing with a sap, he explained patiently.

"I'm going to make this thing into meat floss."

"Meat floss?" Both Cheng Hu and Deng Chengxin looked at the jerky stick in bewilderment. The meat is so tight, how could it be loose?

Cheng Chubi ignored these two fellows, and beckoned the servant who had packed the stone roller to lead the donkey forward, and he stuffed the jerky stick into it.

"Come on, I'll stuff this thing into the mill and let the donkey walk slowly, little by little."

Then I heard a sound like a firewood breaking, and Cheng Chubi stood by and looked at it, waiting until it was run over.

Both Cheng Hu and Deng Chengxin saw the dried meat that had been cracked and flattened.

Cheng Chubi took a tool and moved the jerky another position, letting the servant continue to lead the donkey and drive the roller.

After seven or eight circles, Cheng Chubi asked someone to bring a dustpan containing food, and swept the meat floss that had been crushed into crumbs into the dustpan.

Stretching out his hand, he pinched a small poke and put it in his mouth. Cheng Chubi narrowed his eyes and felt the taste carefully.

Hmm... It still tastes like dried bacon, and after being crushed, you don't need to chew it, just take a sip and wait for the saliva to moisten it before you can swallow it.

Cheng Hu also took two bites, smashed his mouth, and couldn't help pointing at the pile of sawdust.

"Third Young Master, could it be that this is dried meat floss?"

Cheng Chubi nodded in satisfaction, squeezed some more and put it in his mouth, explaining while sipping.

"Well~lightnovelpub.net~ But this process is wrong, it should be in a semi-dry state, just crush the meat and spread it apart.

In addition, our family's mill is too powerful, but it's okay, after all, it's going to be put in the army rations, so it's broken. "

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Since it is going to be done, let people look at it with admiration, and make His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty feel sad for today's act of teasing the younger generation.

Let the old man Li Ji cry and shout to offer him half a year's salary.

When I thought that I could copy multiple varieties of compressed dry food and use it as a brick to beat those elders who didn't speak martial arts ruthlessly.

Cheng Chubi was full of energy immediately, and then he began to order Cheng Bao, instructing the ten or so handymen in the old Cheng's kitchen to get busy.

The first step is to break up all the materials, or crush them into fine particles. and

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