"What, it's not to your liking?" Pu Tian noticed the change in Huo Guang's eyes and asked, "If it doesn't taste good, just say so!"
Unappetizing?
That's not the case!
Huo Guang shook his head and said, "No, this tastes good!"
Pu Tian nodded, then withdrew his gaze, asked someone to cut a piece of meat for him, and began to eat it expressionlessly.
After finishing eating, the slave beside him took out a silk-like handkerchief from his pocket and consciously stepped forward to wipe his mouth.
The head of the house is living a very comfortable life, right?
"Since it tastes so good, why are you still looking at me like that?" Pu Tian looked at Huo Guang at this time, his eyes full of coldness.
like...
Huo Guang's contemptuous look just now seemed to have offended his majesty.
However, Huo Guang said nonchalantly: "It's delicious, but isn't this just a roasted suckling pig?"
"It must be said that it is the eight delicacies of the Zhou Dynasty. I thought I had eaten something good."
Upon hearing this, Pu Tian was immediately unhappy and said: "Roast suckling pig? This is Zhou Bazhen, what kind of roast suckling pig!"
Roast suckling pig was actually a dish in the Han Dynasty.
For example, the King of Nanyue liked to grill suckling pig in the oven, which was also a major delicacy during the Western Han Dynasty. Of course, compared with the taste of modern roast suckling pig, it is far behind.
As for the cannonball?
It's not the same as roast suckling pig.
The biggest difference is reflected in the production techniques. First, you need to kill a piglet, remove the internal organs, fill the abdominal cavity with dates, wrap the piggy with reeds, apply a layer of mud with grass, and cook it in a strong fire.
After that, peel off the mud, rub the wrinkled skin on the surface of the suckling pig with your hands, mix it with rice flour until it becomes a paste, and smear it all over the body.
This is not the end.
Later, a small cauldron filled with oil and water is used to hold the suckling pig, and a large cauldron filled with water is used to hold the small cauldron. The water in the big cauldron must not exceed the edge of the small cauldron, otherwise water will enter it and affect the taste.
Finally, it takes three days and three nights to boil the piglet out.
in this way!
Only a delicious cannonball can be considered complete.
You know, in the Zhou Dynasty, this kind of delicacy could only be enjoyed during palace banquets, and it was not something that ordinary people could afford.
but now!
Huo Guang said that this delicacy was similar to roasted suckling pig. How could Pu Tian not be annoyed?
pity!
Huo Guang didn't know what Pu Tian was thinking, so he just took it for granted and said: "Anyway, I feel the same way, so don't be angry. The beggar's chicken I treated you to last time, didn't you also say it was roast chicken?"
"look!"
"I'm not angry either."
When Pu Tian heard this, he immediately became unhappy and said: "Nonsense, can your beggar chicken be compared to the cannonball I invited you to treat?"
"Okay, okay, as long as you are happy." Huo Guang shrugged, not caring what he said.
This performance added a touch of anger to Pu Tian's eyes.
aside.
The slave in charge of cutting the meat also had trembling hands and did not dare to make any movement.
See this.
Huo Guang said directly to the slave: "Cut it, I'm not full yet, it won't taste good when it gets cold."
After saying that, the slave still made no move. Instead, it was Pu Tian who turned his attention, seeming to ask for his consent.
It seems.
As the head of the family, Pu Tian has great authority in this family.
Only when he waved his hand gently to the slave did the slave dare to continue cutting meat for Huo Guang.
The meat was put on the plate, and it looked delicious to Huo Guang. Then he glanced at Pu Tian, who had stopped eating after two bites, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"
Pu Tianze said calmly: "I'm full, just watch you eat!"
Watch me eat?
Huo Guang was puzzled, thinking, this guy invited me here just to watch me eat meat? That's not right. Who would make such a fuss over a meal and send so many people to force him to come over?
Thinking of this, Huo Guang asked directly: "Uncle Pu, you invited me here not just to eat a roast suckling pig, right?"
"This is cannonball!" Pu Tian reiterated again.
"Okay, okay, cannonball." Huo Guang had no choice but to ask: "Is it really just to treat me to a meal of meat?"
"Of course it's true!" Pu Tian snorted: "I don't like to owe others favors. Last time you treated me to a roast chicken, I treated you to a better cannonball. In this way, we are settled."
Return the favor?
Forehead...
This cannonball meal will cost a lot of money, right? If you really want to return the favor, you might as well give him money!
When Huo Guang thought about this, he suddenly thought of a possibility, so he said, "Could it be that you, as the head of the family, have great majesty!"
"On weekdays at home, no one dares to contradict you if you tell the truth!"
"If you live like this for a long time, you will inevitably feel a little lonely."
"What a coincidence!"
"You met me last time at the General's Mansion, and I didn't know who you were. I dared to reply to whatever you said."
"Although this behavior made you angry at that moment, it also made you appreciate it, so you came to have a chat with me?"
After Pu Tian heard this, he turned around and stared at him. There was a chilling murderous look in his eyes.
This is thousands of times heavier than the guards that blocked the road before!
However.
At this moment, Huo Guang remained unmoved and just buried his head in eating the cannonball on the plate.
In the empty house, it was eerily quiet for a moment.
It's been a long time.
Pu Cai withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "You are so thick-skinned!"
"Tell me!"
"You are such a naughty boy, there are so many in Chang'an City, why should I admire you alone?"
Huo Guang shrugged and said, "Then I don't know. Anyway, it was written like this in the online literature I read before."
Pu Tian frowned and asked, "What is online literature?"
Forehead...
He said he was bald again, how do you explain it now?
Huo Guang thought for a moment and then said, "When you reach my age, you will understand."
"What a bastard!" Pu Tian suddenly slapped his palm on the table and spat: "You are only in the age of dancing spoons and you are much younger than me. How dare you ask me to be as old as you?"
As soon as the table was slapped, the guards in the room drew their swords and surrounded him. Looking at this battle, most people may have been scared for a long time.
Isn't Huo Guang afraid?
Afraid too!
So he could only eat to cover up the fear in his heart, and said while eating: "Well, I mean, you will never understand what I am talking about, so don't ask."
"Bullshit!" Pu Tian didn't know what to say and could only curse.
At the same time, he waved his hands and asked the guards to withdraw.
Later, Huo Guang was performing "eating and broadcasting" alone again, and Pu Tian was watching from the seats.
When Huo Guang was full and wiped the grease around his mouth with his sleeve, he said, "Do you know about the salt and iron private sector reform recently issued by the imperial court?"
"I know!" Huo Guang was so full that he couldn't help but burp when he spoke, and then continued: "Uncle, why are you bringing this up? Could it be that your family is involved in the private salt business."
"Yes!" Pu Tian replied without hesitation.
Huo Guang understood immediately and said, "Oh? No wonder you mentioned private salt last time. It turns out that your family is in this industry."
"Then this is terrible."
"Now, if you work behind the Yantie government and give birth privately, you will be punished by being beaten to the left!"
Pu Tian raised his eyebrows and ignored Huo Guang's words.
For a moment, the room was silent again.
After a while, Pucai said softly: "Last time, didn't you say you wanted to do business to make some money? How much have you made?"
Speaking of which.
Huo Guang frowned slightly, looked at Pu Tian, and said: "I haven't made any money, I'm still losing money..."
When you hear someone say “still losing money”!
An unprecedented smile appeared on Pu Tian's face.
That expression seems to be saying, I'm sure you won't be able to make any money with your useless business. Fortunately, I didn't invest any capital in the first place, otherwise I would have suffered losses as well.
Anyway, Huo Guang felt that this was what Pu Tian was thinking, but Pu Tian's behavior really caught him by surprise.
Pu Tian spoke slowly and said, "If you can analyze the salt and iron reform issues well, I will invest some money in your business!"
"You mean it?"
