Chapter 103: The Curtain Opens

Anyway, it seems to Chen Xi that Dong Zhuo will die in a few months, and the Xiliang army will be in chaos. The organized Xiliang army is not easy for Hua Xiong to robbed. For example, if you buy it now, you will probably get less than normal. Otherwise the Xiliang army will rob you instead. After all, who dares to take advantage of the Xiliang army at this time? The upper level of the Xiliang army will let you know whose place Yongzhou is!

After waiting for a few months, Dong Zhuo die and Hua Xiong went to robbed them. It is estimated that the Xiliang army did not even have the mind to care about it. But what Chen Xi now considers is if the other party can tolerate three or four months without selling the horses?

"Then there is no need to do this kind of thing." Mi Zhu persuaded. This kind of thing is too immoral for a quasi-discipline and law-abiding businessman.

"The Han people and thieves are not the same." Chen Xi offered a big reason, and Mi Zhu had nothing to say.

Things are decided like this. If you don't have money, what else can you do besides eating black? Anyway, it seems to Chen Xi that Dong Zhuo will die. Even if those things are inheritance, they don't have an official heir. It's a matter of course to donate them to the country. Liu Bei from the Han clan family should take it.

As the Chinese New Year Eve approached, the taste of the Chinese New Year was not felt at all. There was no red paper, no couplets, and no firecrackers. Only small wooden signs with words hang on the door. At most, there were more meals at home. As for other things, there was no difference between the usual days. The Chinese New Year at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was hardly different from the normal days. The lower class people at this time probably have no such feelings of Chinese New Year.

Chen Xi family has a bit more people now, but the family members whom Chen Xi can recognize are the old man Chen, Chen Lan, and Fan Jian. But the more amazing thing is that the young lady Fan Jian actually cooks a little Chinese New Year's meal, such as lotus-bun and meat balls. Things that were still very good.

Looking at the sweet and sour meatballs, steamed meatballs, dumplings with stuffed meat balls, braised meatballs, tofu meatballs, fried meatballs, etc. on several cases, Chen Xi, who eats big and small meat as well as vegetables, suddenly gave birth to a simple idea of making himself into meatballs.

However, looking at Fan Jian's slightly excited expression, Chen Xi sighed, he should eat it. If Fan Jian's efforts are wasted, she would probably be sad.

"Jian'er, did you make these?" Chen Xi used chopsticks to clamp each one, and tasted it. Except for some of the meatballs which tasted strange, the others were unexpectedly delicious.

"Uh huh!" Fan Jian nodded repeatedly, a smug look flashed on her face. Then she stared at Chen Xi without speaking.

By analogy, he should be praising her at this time. And it can be seen that Fan Jian is very confident in her cooking skills.

"You can taste it yourself." Chen Xi took a few of the meatballs that obviously tasted wrong and put them in a small bowl. "Come, open your mouth."

Fan Jian was taken aback, then blushed to the bottom of her neck. But she still slightly closed her eyes and opened her small mouth, waiting for Chen Xi to feed her.

"Creak~" Chen Lan appeared at the right time. Then she stood at the door. Her face turned red when she saw this scene. She was about to close the door and go back to sleep. But...

"Come here." Chen Xi directly stopped Chen Lan.

Chen Lan came over slowly, and sat next to Fan Jian. Then she obediently closed her eyes and waited to be fed.

"..." Chen Xi was speechless. Chen Lan, you performed too well today. I don't know who to give the first meatballs in my hands. Fan Jian has already begun to squint her eyes to see Chen Xi's reaction, but the blushed has not subsided.

Chen Xi slowly retracted his hand, and dumped all the obviously strange-flavored meatballs into Fan Jian mouth. After chewing a few times, she swallowed it abruptly. The sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty taste erupted in her mouth.

"Husband seems to like these plates of meatballs very much." Fan Jian's eyes revealed a touch of joy. Then she quickly filled Chen Xi's bowl with the meatballs. Chen Lan also followed closely, "Husband, eat more." Chen Lan said. But there is obviously pity in her eyes.

Looking down at a bowl full of dark-cooking meatballs in front of him, then looking at other basically delicious-level meatballs on the side, Chen Xi silently turned his head and said with a smile, "Come, Jian'er, Lan'er. Husband will feed you guys. Remember that you picked them out yourself."

Husbands and wives naturally must face difficulties together. He fed them three or five meatballs each, then bite the bullet and ate the rest. He then watched the two swallow the meatballs with pain, and Chen Xi instantly felt it was fair. But he always feel that something is wrong.

"The meatballs made by me are so unpalatable?" Fan Jian, who was chuckling and being happy, instantly turned into an expression of weeping.

"Eat your fill." Chen Xi clamped a meatball again to block Fan Jian's mouth with it. "The first time you made so many, only these few are unpalatable. It's not bad cooking skill."

"Let's eat. After eating, I will give you some accessories. Mi Zhu told me that his family is making accessories. I will take you there. The customized ones are better than the popular ones. You can make whatever style you want." Chen Xi comforted Fan Jian and said. At least he could not cook this well at the beginning. At this level for cooking the first time and all the dishes are not dark-cooking, Fan Jian cooking skill is very good.

In this bland Chinese New Year where there are no couplets, no firecrackers, and no incense candles, the dumplings had to be made by Chen Xi himself. When sleeping with Fan Jian, Chen Xi feels that his heartache had faded too much. Maybe time is really killing his other memory. The best thing to do is to just remember the pain.

There is no taste of the Chinese New Year, but it still has a warm feeling. For the first time, Chen Xi feels that in addition to distant ideals, he has other goals to strive for.

The dull and warm days passed quickly without much sensation. On New Year Day, everything in Taishan was ordinary and unremarkable. Chen Xi was still gathering the refugees. No matter when, Chen Xi believed that population in this era is the fundamental factor that affects everything.

Chen Xi has accepted Fan Jian, which is different from when he was in Yingchuan. It didn't matter that much to him back then. It was just finding someone to live his life with. The current Fan Jian is very important to Chen Xi. It can barely cover the shadow in Chen Xi's heart, but it is a pity. The unforgettable ones are gone, and Fan Jian can never surpass the young girl who has been buried in his memory.

The sunshine of April scattered on to Chen Xi with a touch of warmth. After receiving the information handed over by Liu Ye, Chen Xi sighed. Everything finally started. The warlords of the world and all the ambitionists in the world will finally make a move on this end of Han Dynasty. The stage has been set up.

On this day, Chen Xi received information from around the Central Plains one after another, as if God opened the curtain on this day.

In April of 192 A.D., Gongsun Zan sent troops to Jizhou to fight against Yuan Shao. Yuan Shu went to Yangzhou and confronted Yuan Yi. At the same time, intelligence came from Yongzhou, the emperor offered the throne to Dong Zhuo. And the latest information is that millions of Qingzhou Yellow Turbans are moving to Yanzhou!

The drama of troubled times has finally begun!