As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Li Feng was even more angry: "Don't you think it counts as an official career? You can tell that my life span is over."
Nangong Wenyue said leisurely again: "It's just for fun, Li Langjun doesn't need to take it seriously. By the way, anger can make people die faster."
Li Feng was furious: "I'm cursed by you for no reason, why can't I be angry? Don't just rely on your family background to talk nonsense to others!"
Marquis Wenchang glanced at Zhou Linguang, who had a thoughtful look on his face and didn't know what he was thinking.
He coughed hard, and Zhou Linguang came back to his senses and smoothed things over again: "It's just for fun, Li Langjun doesn't need to take it seriously."
Qin Xiangxiang was eager to give it a try: "Mr. Wenyue, please help me with my divination. If my fortune is very good, I will work hard to make money; if it is not good, I will stop working hard."
Jiang Hongsheng laughed: "You little lady, you are quite interesting."
Qin Xiangxiang looked at him, but asked with bright eyes: "I wonder how Old General Jiang's health is? Last time General Jiang helped me at the Wenchang Marquis Mansion, I didn't come to thank you. Really? It’s shame.”
"Eh? Have you ever been to Wenchang Hou Mansion? Have you been helped by your grandfather?" Jiang Hongsheng also asked with wide eyes, his expression was very innocent.
Marquis Wenchang choked in his throat. He shouldn't have been so merciful and let this little hoof go!
"That's right, I sent something to the Marquis of Wenchang's Mansion before and accidentally got lost. It was Old General Jiang who gave me instructions." Qin Xiangxiang said.
Marquis Wenchang relaxed again. I'm sorry this little guy doesn't dare to tell the truth.
"I see." Jiang Hongsheng suddenly realized, "I have never heard my grandfather mention it. But my grandfather is old, especially since the autumn of last year, and he likes to forget things."
Li Feng heard this and clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves. Last autumn, Jiang Hongsheng punched his father in Tianxiang Tower. Although Jiang Hongsheng was the grandson of General Jiang, he was a white man and assaulted a court official. He should have been severely punished, but the emperor let the matter go lightly. His father was a censor, but he suffered such humiliation. In the final analysis, the foundation of the Li family in the capital was too weak.
"But there is no need to come and say thank you. Giving directions is just a simple task, so there is no need to thank you. However, I don't know what my grandfather did when he went to the Wenchang Marquis Mansion. Although our two families live in the same alley, my grandfather went to Wenchang to avoid suspicion. I only visited the Hou Mansion once or twice, and I have never been to the Hou Mansion since I became an official. I don’t know what my grandfather did in the Hou Mansion.”
Jiang Hongsheng is, really, difficult to deal with.
Marquis Wenchang met Jiang Hongsheng's burning eyes and almost couldn't help but wanted to roll his eyes at Jiang Hongsheng. It is said that military attachés have no brains. He thinks Jiang Hongsheng, the descendant of military attaches, has no brains.
"It's just that I invited General Jiang to come to my house for a drink." Marquis Wenchang sighed, "At that time, Mr. Jiang Xiaolang, you were caught by Liao Pingshi and imprisoned. General Jiang was so anxious that he suddenly aged a lot, and I couldn't see him. He looks like this, so I just invited him to the house to have a drink and relax."
"That's it." Jiang Hongsheng looked like he suddenly realized something.
"Dear guests, you have been waiting for a long time." The shopkeeper said with a smile, "The spring food will be served now."
Marquis Wenchang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Zhou Linguang and saw that he was dazed again, and couldn't help but frown. Why is Zhou Linguang so useless today?
"The first dish, the spring water is warming up." The shopkeeper reported the name of the dish himself.
As expected of Fan Lou, even the names of the dishes are so poetic and picturesque.
Fan Lou is also rich, and the plates used to serve food are all made of jade.
The first spring water suddenly warmed up, and a few golden duck feet were looming in the clear soup. Qin Xiangxiang put the duck's paw into his mouth. The duck's paw melted in his mouth, like a duck paddling into the warm spring water.
Chen Guichun is a man of few words, but his cooking skills are indeed outstanding. Qin Xiangxiang was willing to accept the defeat.
Jiang Hongsheng is a real person: "It's delicious! It's delicious! Fan Lou is indeed well-deserved!"
Marquis Wenchang also nodded. He had been to Fanlou countless times, but today Chen Guichun's spring water suddenly warmed up, which really made people feel refreshing. No wonder Chen Guichun wants to put down his body and go to Tianshenglou to participate in the competition. He may be the chef of Fanlou from now on.
Li Feng was so distraught that he couldn't taste the food, but he nodded: "It tastes very good." He didn't come to Fan Lou many times, and even when he came to eat, he couldn't taste the food cooked by Fan Lou's family.
Zhou Linguang squinted: "Master Chen, his craftsmanship is really amazing."
Liao Haohai also said: "Drinking this soup makes me feel the coming of spring."
Qin Xiangxiang said: "I lost to Mr. Chen Xiao, and I am convinced."
Nangong Wenyue still said in the same old tone: "It tastes good."
Ma Sizhi remained silent and did not make a sound.
Qin Xiangxiang suddenly turned to him and said, "Ma Sizhi has been here recently. How is your home? That day I sent cakes to Ma Sizhi's house. I heard the child coughing."
Jiang Hongsheng said in surprise: "What is the identity of the young lady? She seems to be familiar with everyone."
Marquis Wenchang chuckled: "Jiang Xiaolangjun, this young lady is Qin Guanlan's eldest daughter Qin Yushi!"
Qin Guanlan once impeached General Jiang, which was not a secret in the capital.
As expected, Jiang Hongsheng's face looked ugly to the naked eye: "I see."
Qin Xiangxiang smiled slightly: "Cheng Rang Cheng Rang."
Jiang Hongsheng's mouth twitched, and he didn't praise her!
Liao Haohai looked at Ma Sizhi at this time and said: "No wonder Ma Sizhi has been absent-minded recently, and even the speed of investigating the case has been slow. It turns out that the child at home is ill. Ma Sizhi is really a good father."
He was the director, and Liao Haohai was the judge. Their official positions were almost the same. But after Liao Haohai entered Dali Temple, his colleagues often spread the rumor that Liao Haohai entered Dali Temple based on his power, and he relied on his power to handle cases. Da Xu once told him that many people in the public house suspected that he was the one who spread the rumors.
A smile appeared on Ma Sizhi's face: "Excuse me, Mrs. Qin and Liao Pingshi, for your concern. Little Quanzi just had an occasional cold. After medical diagnosis and treatment, she is almost fine."
"That's good, that's good." Liao Haohai nodded, looking caring for his colleagues.
"The second dish of the Spring Food Banquet is the willows blowing in the spring breeze." The shopkeeper said the name of the dish again with a smile.
The maids served the dishes. The spring breeze was blowing the willows, but it was an egg custard, with a bunch of roasted leeks on top, and a few black sesame seeds dotted next to the leeks. Qin wanted to guess, this black sesame looks like Quan Dang Chunyan?
A dish that seems very perfunctory. It is a dish that any housewife or cook in the capital can make.
Marquis Wenchang frowned: "This..."
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "The leeks in spring are the most fresh and sweet. You might as well give it a try. Our Fan Lou products have never failed." He said this with great satisfaction. It seems that if a customer says something is not delicious, there is something wrong with the customer's tongue.
Jiang Hongsheng came again: "Although it looks very perfunctory, this egg custard is quite tender. My cook is always steaming." He picked up the jade spoon, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.
"Delicious!" he said.
Can it not be delicious? Although it looks like an ordinary egg custard, the taste inside is very fresh, as if it is a blend of various umami flavors from heaven and underground water. With one bite, you feel like you can take in all the delicious flavors.
And the grilled leeks are grilled to perfection, tender and juicy, and have the aroma of charcoal grilling. The entrance of leeks is like having a night chat with a few friends around a small red clay stove on a spring night, roasting spring leeks and drinking a glass of warm wine.
What is this feeling if it's not the spring breeze blowing through the willows?
The shopkeeper was right, it was produced by Fan Lou, how could it be missed?
Everyone was savoring the taste when they suddenly heard a breathless voice: "Liao Pingshi, Han Shaoqing has something urgent to ask you!"
(End of chapter)
