A dozen literati were sitting outside talking loudly, and suddenly, faintly, they smelled the fragrance.
They smelled it for a long time and made various guesses, but they couldn't figure out what the smell was. They just felt that it was very fragrant and smelled good, as if they had smelled it somewhere before.
After a while, Mrs. Zhao came out with a plate of dishes: "The glutinous rice ribs with lotus leaves are out of the pot! You guys came all the way to enjoy the lotus. I will make a lotus feast for you today. It happens to be the Dragon Boat Festival, so I added some glutinous rice and ate it. It’s suitable for the occasion, please give it a try.”
After everyone thanked him, they couldn't wait to hold out their chopsticks.
I have eaten pork ribs before, but I have never eaten pork ribs with lotus leaves. The fragrance of the lotus leaves is completely integrated into the meat of the pork ribs. The soft and glutinous rice wraps the ribs. The fragrance of lotus fills the lips and teeth. This taste is really Absolutely amazing.
Seeing everyone's satisfied faces, Mrs. Zhao smiled.
The eldest daughter-in-law said that these foods are very simple to make. Sure enough, when cooked with lotus leaves, things that are not unusual to eat will become eye-catching because of the ingenuity. People who eat them for the first time will definitely praise them. Absolutely.
The eldest daughter-in-law is so full of novel ideas that she seems to never run out of them.
There are many more dishes to follow.
“Lotus-flavored glutinous rice chicken.”
"Little miscellaneous fish in lotus leaves."
"Lotus leaf chicken shredded soup."
“Pork Stuffed Lotus Leaf Roll.”
"Stir-fried hosta."
"..."
Twelve dishes are placed on each table, and the fragrance of lotus comes to your face.
Mrs. Zhao stood on the side and said: "When the lotus flowers bloom in a month, there will be many delicacies made of lotus flowers. A lotus feast will be arranged at that time. If you have time, come and play again."
After saying this, everyone suddenly started to look forward to it.
A single lotus bud is so beautiful. If all the lotus flowers bloom together, it will be so beautiful.
"How can we eat food without wine?" Shen Zheng snapped his fingers, "Ah Fu, where are you?"
Wei Hongying hurriedly said: "Ah Fu was called away by Mr. Zhao. It seems that he is going to build a set of furniture. Please give Ah Fu some advice."
Shen Zheng: "..."
He was a book boy who indulged in carpentry work every day. It was better to let Ah Fu stay in Dahe Village. Otherwise, if he went to Huzhou, he would still be in the Cao camp and his heart would be in the Han Dynasty.
Wei Hongying said: "I wonder what Master Shen's orders are?"
"Go next door and buy two jugs of wine." He took out the money from his pocket and threw it out.
Wei Hongying did not accept the money and said with a smile: "Auntie said that everyone who has come from afar is a guest, and I will cover all the expenses today."
"How can this be done!" Qian Hui stood up, "We agreed that I would treat you, why are you still robbing me from Suiru!"
"You are all juniors, and it is appropriate for the elders to treat you." Old Mrs. Zhao said, "Master Qian, sit down and eat quickly, otherwise you won't even have to eat!"
When Qian Hui stood up, the other scholars did not stop using their chopsticks. The bowl of fresh and tender fried hosta, also known as lotus root strips, was already empty.
These people have never seen lotus leaves and lotus flowers, let alone lotus root strips. It was the first time they saw such food, and the first time they ate it in their mouths, they were astonished. Other chicken, duck, and fish meats were put aside for the time being. , eat as much as you can of what you haven’t eaten before.
Everyone was very satisfied with this meal.
After eating and drinking, we were ready to go home.
Qian Hui stood up and said: "Today's pear blossom spring is very good. My grandfather will definitely like it. I will bring some wine back to my grandfather."
This Lihuachun is Huzhou's specialty wine, and it is really difficult to buy it in nearby counties and towns. These literati also wanted to take some back home. After all, people often come over during the holidays, and Lihuachun is very good for entertaining guests.
The group of people walked to the door of Dahe Winery.
Lu Yingxue came out with a smile on her face: "Whatever wine you want to buy, I have it here, including Lihuachun, Nuerhong, Bamboo Leaf Green, and wine..."
Qian Hui's eyes lit up: "Pear blossom spring and wine, a bottle each."
I heard that wine is good for beauty, but I didn’t expect that there was wine in a village. I took some back to give my mother a taste.
Others also paid for drinks, and Lu Yingxue's smiling eyes narrowed into slits.
At this moment, Zheng Wangfeng suddenly said: "Excuse me, is this painting on the wall for sale?"
Lu Yingxue looked up and saw a picture of a lotus scene. It was painted by Lao Yu half a month ago. It was the moment when the lotus leaves drew their tips and the dragonflies stopped. Lao Yu drew according to his artistic conception. With a few strokes, he outlined a lake and a large area of ink. The blooms are like lotus leaves, and the dots are like dragonflies. Looking at a part of it alone doesn’t make you think it’s talented, but looking at the whole painting together, you feel amazing.
She thought the painting looked good at first glance, so she wanted to hang it on the wall of the shop as a decoration.
There are a total of ten paintings hung on the left and right walls, arranged according to season. Last autumn, Lao Yu came here. At the turn of spring and summer, the yellow autumn, full of white snow and budding willows, has transitioned to the rich and colorful autumn of today. The green decoration of this small shop is particularly unique.
Seeing that Lu Yingxue remained silent, Zheng Wangfeng spoke again: "I'll pay you two taels of silver."
In this painting, the pen and ink were vigorous and moist, the ink color was bold and wanton, and the objects depicted were concise but not simple. It was as if he really saw the picture of a dragonfly landing on a lotus leaf. He liked the artistic conception conveyed by this painting very much.
Lu Yingxue was stunned. Two taels of silver... a painting was worth her dozens of kilograms of wine. This was too valuable.
"Brother Zheng, have you seen clearly? The seal on this painting says Yu Qingsheng." A person on the side looked at it carefully and said in a low voice, "Yu Qingsheng, do you know who it is? Twenty years ago, he was accused of cheating before the imperial examination. From now on..."
Zheng Wangfeng said quietly: "I only look at the paintings, as long as they are good."
A person with despicable morals should indeed be despised by thousands of people, but if a despicable person is talented, then it is worth learning from him.
Just like himself, if you look closely, he is actually despicable, but as long as he stands in the first position of literati, who dares to accuse him?
He looked at the stunned Lu Yingxue: "Fifty taels of silver."
Lu Yingxue was sluggish again. Cheng Zhao coughed lowly, and she woke up as if from a dream. She nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll take the painting down right now."
Qian Hui pointed to a painting opposite and said: "The whole village is catching pigs together. It looks so interesting. There are also Suiru people painted on it. I want this painting, and I will put the five taels of silver here."
"Don't you think this picture of the wheat harvest is also interesting?" Shen Zheng touched his chin and said, "It would be great if there was an autumn harvest picture."
He participated in the autumn harvest in Dahe Village last year. He was very tired at the time, but looking back now, he felt very happy. It was a pity that Master Yu had not come to the village at that time and could not record the scene at that time.
He also took out the money from his pocket and bought the painting.
Someone took the lead in buying the painting, and was the leader among the group. The others looked at each other, and four or five people from well-off families followed suit and chose one to buy.
Lu Yingxue took a deep breath with difficulty, carefully took down the scroll, packed it up, and handed it to the buyer.
The people who bought the paintings left with satisfaction. Cheng Zhao stayed at the last one and said, "If nothing had happened to the teacher back then, the value of these paintings would be at least a hundred taels of silver. Master, you don't have to feel sorry."
Lu Yingxue took dozens of taels of silver and sighed quietly.
I don’t know when the dirty water on Lao Yu’s body will be washed away. Maybe it will stay like this for the rest of his life...
