Everyone ate lively for a while, and no one mentioned Yang Xiankang's foreign transfer, but only talked about the cooking of dishes.
Soon, the boss of Mingyue Tower, Mao Hongbin's brother Mao Hongmao, came back with a large cart of ingredients.
As soon as he entered the backyard, he naturally heard the guys saying that his brother was in the box with many people, including the Queen.
I rushed over in a hurry, and of course I didn't forget to bring some new wine.
He had never seen Yang Xianrong before. Even if his brother was familiar with her, he would still kowtow.
Therefore, as soon as he entered the door, he immediately knelt on the ground.
Just as Liu Yao got up and was going to the fire to pick up the roasted mutton handed over by Liu Sheng, he was startled by Mao Hongmao's move. After taking half a step back, he put his hand on his lower back.
"Oh, my brother!" Mao Hongbin burst out laughing, "What are you doing? It's not the New Year yet!"
"Go, go, go. Isn't this the first time I've met the Queen?" Mao Hongmao pulled his brother away, looked through the gap between the crowd, and saw a pretty girl looking at him with a smile. , I couldn’t help but admire in my heart: What a really good-looking person.
"A gift to the Queen!" he shouted again, so frightened that Mao Hongbin immediately covered his mouth.
"Don't talk, the Queen is incognito."
"Yes, shopkeeper Mao, please don't raise your voice." Yang Xianrong did not stand up. After all, she had the most noble status now. However, she raised the wine glass in front of her and asked Cui Xi to hand it to him, "You must also know, Mr. Mao and I are old acquaintances. You are his brother and naturally someone I am familiar with. Don’t be so polite. In the future, we will eat and drink at your place. Don’t dislike us."
These few words are extremely kind.
Mao Hongmao took the glass and drank it immediately.
He looked completely different from Mao Hongbin. His chubby appearance made it obvious that he was a shrewd businessman.
Yang Xiankang couldn't help but said: "Uncle Mao, what I really want to ask is, do you and your brother look completely different? Yes..."
"Don't worry, we have the same father and mother. It's guaranteed to be true." Mao Hongmao answered directly, "People often ask this, but we are really brothers."
"They are brothers." Liu Yao smiled and handed Mao Hongmao a glass of wine. "If you look carefully, you can see that Shopkeeper Mao's eyes are the same shape as Mr. Mao, and his jaw line is at the same angle, but Shopkeeper Mao is fatter. It must be because I opened a restaurant and had good food.”
"That's right! He eats much better than me." Mao Hongbin laughed, "Brother, why have you been buying and purchasing these days? Have you received any big orders?"
"You're really right!" Shopkeeper Mao lost his restraint and warmly put his arm around Mao Hongbin's shoulders and sat down.
Because of his arrival, the guys brought in a few more dishes, and there was no room left on the table.
Yang Xianrong quietly asked Mao Hongbin to call Wu Wei, Qin Chaoge and a few others in to have a lively meal together.
"Isn't it going to be a Great Winter Banquet in a few days? Many people have ordered some food from me and will send it to the palace when the day is right." Mao Hongmao liked to talk more than his younger brother, and he was laughing and joking in a funny way.
"Why?" Yang Xiankang asked curiously, "There is an imperial cook in the palace."
"You don't understand this." Mao Hongmao straightened up. "The Great Cold Banquet was started by the late emperor. The original intention was to reward everyone with good food at the end of the year. Later I felt that the imperial chef couldn't do it either. Whatever delicious food comes out, let everyone bring their own special dishes to the palace. With good wine and good food, it is natural to have singing and dancing to add to the fun. The late emperor asked his concubines to show off their talents, and also in the Great Cold Show it at the banquet.”
"Oh, I understand. Back then, Concubine Li was also good at the white band dance, so she was chosen by the emperor to enter the palace." Mao Hongbin immediately reacted, "Yang Xiaorong, then this time you can eat a lot of delicious food and see a lot of beautiful things." The beauty is good at dancing."
"Eating delicious food is a must, but being good at dancing can only be beautiful if it is accompanied by someone who is good at playing musical instruments." Mao Hongmao cupped his hands towards Yang Xianrong, and then said: "Don't blame me for overstepping my bounds. At the Great Winter Banquet, the Queen He can also perform talents. Jia Nanfeng was good at playing fou after he was deposed. I heard that he also had an exciting rhythm and was quite manly, which many people liked."
"Third sister doesn't want to perform." Yang Xiankang was the first to object.
"Just talking." Mao Hongmao coughed twice, but his younger brother Mao Hongbin reacted immediately and started coughing as well.
Yang Xianrong naturally understood the meaning and already asked: "So, what can I do?"
Mao Hongbin spoke on behalf of his brother, speaking in a slightly lower voice: "The queen has been in the palace for less than a month, so it is necessary to please the emperor. I heard that the emperor likes the shakuhachi music, so the queen can also play a piece."
"I know how to do it, but I'm not good at it." Yang Xianrong answered honestly.
"Why does Third Sister need to do this?" Yang Xiankang still disagreed.
"Second brother, listen to Uncle Mao." Yang Xianrong made a serious face.
Cuixi poured a glass of wine for Yang Xiankang and handed it to his hand.
Yang Xiankang took it and immediately shut up.
"This shouldn't be said in front of the Queen, but the deposed Queen Jia Nanfeng is really good at acting. She is not good at hitting the fou herself, but she found fifty strong men to stand half-naked in front of the fou to fight with her. When we hit together, the scene is extremely exciting and can even make people’s blood boil.”
"Brother, have you seen it?" Mao Hongbin was a little surprised.
"I can deliver those dishes to the palace, so I can secretly see this scene." Mao Hongmao laughed, "Your brother, I am also a person who has seen the world."
"Oh oh oh, you are more powerful than me."
"That is to say, you are so unmotivated that you even resigned from your position. It really makes the ancestors of the Mao family jump out and kill you. Fortunately, now you are the commander of the Northern Army Mansion..."
"For the time being, don't say anything more." Mao Hongbin was still very low-key.
"So, everyone in the harem needs to show off their talents, so why not prepare something as well?" Mao Hongmao suggested sincerely.
"I'm really not good at it." Yang Xianrong pouted, "I didn't study hard back then..."
"Actually, there is a way." Qin Chaoge, the military guard sitting beside him, suddenly spoke.
"Oh? What do Qin Wuwei have to say?" Mao Hongbin has become very familiar with Qin Chaoge in the past few days, because he is the "old man" of the Beijun Mansion and relies on him for various official affairs.
"I heard that there is an old nun in the palace who is good at shakuhachi and can make learners improve their skills quickly in a short period of time."
"How fast can it be?" Everyone was curious.
"It only takes three to five days." Qin Chaoge smiled, "I just heard about it. If the queen doesn't know how to play shakuhachi, then there's no need to learn it."
Mao Hongbin nodded, very sure of this statement: "Qin Wuwei can also try this, but there is another way."
"What is it again?" everyone asked again.
"Have you ever heard of the allusion of making a fool of yourself?" Mao Hongbin laughed.
Yang Xianrong looked at him with a black line on his face and said very directly: "I knew you didn't have any good ideas."
(End of chapter)
