Wang Zi'an couldn't help crying or laughing.
There are poems in paintings, poems in paintings——
Wang Wei, is he willing to evaluate me this way?
This is really not pretending. I really think it would be nice to draw a chessboard here so that I can spend time with my wife and children.
After finishing the painting, he had the skills of a master in painting. His hands felt itchy for a moment, so he added such a picture of a hidden pine tree in the blank space next to it. It was a very common picture in his previous life, but he had just modified it a little bit.
Withered pines and bright moon in thatched cottage, a lone lamp playing chess in the middle of the night.
The artistic conception is leisurely.
In fact, he really likes the life he dreamed of countless times when he received 996 blessings in his previous life. Unfortunately, as a social creature, my energy and body have long been exhausted. After returning home, I don’t want to move. I just want to lie in bed and scroll through my phone for a while. How can I be in the mood to live a soothing and poetic life?
Now that he has traveled through time and given the opportunity, of course he is willing to try the life of his dreams.
As a result, I didn't expect to attract a crowd of these old men.
"It's a prize, it's a prize - if you like it, I'll get a few more pictures later and send them to you -"
There are just a few worthless stone tables and stools on the left and right.
Wang Zi'an is very generous.
However, it was welcomed by a group of old men.
Although this kind of gadget is not worth much, it is novel, unique, interesting, and very appetizing.
When Li Shimin saw Wang Zi'an making a group of old gentlemen smile with a few stone tables and stools, he didn't know how to complain.
I serve like gods every day, but I have never seen these old gentlemen so happy.
After the bosses sat down, someone called Xue Rengui and Wu Zetian over and introduced them to the bosses.
"Is this girl your new disciple?"
Li Shimin looked at Wu Zetian with interest. She was the youngest disciple and the only female child that Wang Zian had received so far.
He knew that Wang Zi'an was very demanding in accepting disciples, and he was very curious to know what was so special about this pretty little girl in front of him.
Wang Zi'an smiled and nodded.
"Ying Guogong's daughter, I met her outside just now. She seemed to have a good temper, so I accepted her..."
Li Shimin looked at him suspiciously.
Who are you coaxing here?
If there was nothing special about this little girl, would you accept it?
Not to mention anything else, he knew that Xue Rengui, whom he had recently taken in, was not only an excellent archer, but also skilled in swords and horses, and had a courage that was unmatched by any man.
He looked Wu Zetian up and down, smiled and nodded.
"Ying Guogong's daughter, she drank his full moon wine back then. I didn't expect that she would grow so big in a blink of an eye -"
As he spoke, he casually pulled off the jade pendant around his waist and handed it over.
"This is the first time we meet. As a master, I don't bring anything good. This jade pendant was consecrated by the master of Qinglong Temple. It has the effect of warding off evil spirits and calming the mind, so I will give it to you as a meeting gift-"
Ha, don’t worry about what’s weird about this little girl, just make a good impression when you meet her!
Li Shimin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly when he thought of this.
Your apprentice?
Still hiding things from me and not telling me——
As everyone knows, the talents you cultivate will be mine in the end, mine, mine, and no one will be left for you to plunder and take away!
Wang Zi'an gave him a meaningful look.
Master?
Hello, Master!
We must quickly solidify this title!
"Zetian, remember, this is your master. From now on, no matter where you meet, you must remember your identity and call yourself master - the most important thing in the inheritance of our master is this generational ethics. But there can be no chaos..."
Hearing Wang Zi'an's words, Li Shimin couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
This brat is actually quite good!
Okay, very good——
Then, Li Shimin and Wang Zi'an each looked at each other and smiled, thinking that they were at the top in this round.
Wu Zetian, a child who was only twelve or thirteen years old, even if she was born smart, could not guess the inner drama of old men like them.
Immediately at Wang Zi'an's signal, he took the jade pendant handed over by Li Shimin and called him "Master" in a polite manner.
Li Shimin twisted his beard, smiled and nodded.
Ah, what a touching scene of a father--ahem, a master is kind and a disciple is filial.
Wang Zi'an complained silently in his heart.
The title of master in this era is not for nothing. This dog emperor accepted this title in front of so many old gentlemen in the Imperial College. Then in the future, if you think about the little girl from Huo Huo family, you will have to consider this old face.
The dishes of Chang'an Marquis Mansion are the best in Chang'an.
Except for a few people from the Imperial College who had followed Kong Yingda to Wang Zi'an Courtyard for a meal, most of them were here for the first time.
The stone tables and stools were definitely not large enough to accommodate, so Wang Zi'an asked someone to place the folding dining table that had just been built. The group of old people couldn't help but look around and marveled at it.
As soon as we sat down, the dishes started to be served.
Smelling the fragrant and attractive color of the food, a group of old gentlemen couldn't help but swallow secretly before they started eating.
"Come on, gentlemen, try it first to see if it suits the taste. I, the chef, are not very good at my craftsmanship. If you are not used to it, I will ask the kitchen to make some adjustments -"
With that said, Wang Zi'an stretched out his hand to invite, and then he also picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
"Hmm - the aniseed is put in a little early, the heat is a little too old, and there is a problem with the timing of switching between strong fire and slow fire - and the coriander, you need to pay attention to the time when it is spread..."
While Wang Zi'an was eating, he subconsciously made a few casual comments.
The chef who came to pass the dishes listened and took out a charcoal pen. He nodded repeatedly and took notes with his ears raised. He was so serious that a group of old gentlemen in the Imperial College were almost stunned.
Is this a cook?
None of the students in my Imperial College have ever been so serious and easy to learn!
Also, what’s going on here——
Who is the cook?
Looking at Wang Zi'an's pointing gesture, he almost doubted his nose - Did I smell it wrong? It smells good, but it's actually not delicious?
He was holding the chopsticks, and after a moment's hesitation, he saw that his Majesty, the wine maker, and a few old guys who had been here before were already taking the chopsticks and feasting.
That posture is like a wind and rolling cloud!
Ah, this——
Take a bite quickly.
Damn it, wow wow, it’s so delicious that I won’t put down my chopsticks!
After doing it all over again, the old gentleman let out a long sigh of satisfaction and looked at Wang Zi'an with resentful eyes.
"Where's Zian? Do you think a chef who can make such delicious food is not good at his craftsmanship?"
If we don’t get home, shouldn’t our chef chop it up and feed it to the dog?
I have never seen such a picky person!
Before Wang Zi'an could answer, seeing that his old friend was almost doubting his life, Kong Yingda couldn't help but happily accepted it.
"Lao Miao, don't tell me. If such a chef were in our own home or in a restaurant outside, he would be a top chef, but here in Zian, he is really not very good at his craftsmanship—— "
Mr. Miao, who had a round figure, couldn't help but be speechless and showed an expression of disbelief.
"Is there any chef better than this? When I attended His Majesty's New Year's banquet last year, the dishes were not as good as one ten thousandth of those here..."
Li Shimin:...
Old gentleman, you are so worried——
Kong Yingda couldn't help but cough again and again. This old guy is a first-class scholar, but his speaking skills are really - if you don't know how to speak, don't speak -
"This, cough, Brother Miao, this is different. The palace gives you a banquet. It is His Majesty's favor. Even if you don't eat anything and just drink a glass of cold water, it is a supreme honor. How much? You can’t even ask for it—”
Seeing that this man was still talking, Kong Yingda quickly stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve.
Shut up, you!
"What's more, in this world, I'm afraid Zian's cooking skills are unique—"
As soon as Kong Yingda said these words, a group of big guys in the Imperial College were stunned for an instant.
I thought you were a young handsome man with extraordinary talent in poetry, but it turns out you are a master of calligraphy who can communicate with the gods. When I thought you were a master of calligraphy, you turned out to be a master of painting. I hope that when you are a master of painting, you Become a great chef again!
Listening to Kong Yingda's introduction, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh.
"Actually, you don't know. Although I know a little bit about everything, in fact, what I'm best at is cooking. From now on, you can call me the God of Cooking——"
"Zi'an just made a dish himself. Please remember to try his craftsmanship later. Now, I want to try his craftsmanship, but it's really not easy -"
Li Shimin was joking half-seriously.
This bitch is getting lazier and lazier. When he was in the small courtyard in the east of the city, he even knew he was cooking. But when he moved here, this brat quickly became lazier——
When he thought of this, he suddenly felt a little regretful.
What a crime. Why should we give him such a big yard and let him live in a small yard in the east of the city?
Ah, there is also a particularly interesting Lao Hong——
But this is just to think about it, such a talent has made such great contributions, and I can't really turn a blind eye and not listen at all, without showing any sign of it.
Upon hearing this, the old men immediately became energetic.
Just at this moment, the chef from earlier personally brought a large pot of vegetables over.
"This is the stewed venison with ginseng prepared by my Lord Marquis himself for all our distinguished guests - please use it slowly -"
As he spoke, he placed a large porcelain pot of venison in the middle of the table, and then gently opened the lid.
Immediately, a rich, mellow, delicious taste with a strange fragrance hit your face.
Gudong——
They all swallowed.
Slow use?
Sorry, I can't wait any longer!
No need to say hello, everyone picked up their chopsticks in unison and started eating together.
Take a chopstick and put it in your mouth first before speaking——
For a moment, the whole table was filled with the sound of breathing.
After they finished eating together, everyone raised their heads in embarrassment and looked around. Ha, everyone was the same, even His Majesty the Emperor. They were relieved immediately.
His Majesty the Emperor is no better than us -
No shame!
"Zian's cooking skills are truly unparalleled in the world. I can't bear to leave now--"
Mr. Miao, a plump figure, picked up another piece with his chopsticks and sighed with satisfaction while still not satisfied.
After listening to this old man's words, everyone couldn't help but show expressions of deep admiration.
Wang Zian couldn't help but laugh.
"As long as you old gentlemen like it, just stay here - take care of food, food and accommodation, no charge -"
Hearing what he said was interesting, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
In other words, who can really live here and earn a living?
We want face——
At most, I’ll find another chance to try it next time!
"This pot of venison is specially prepared for you old gentlemen. I specially added some auxiliary ingredients to moisturize and nourish you. If you can eat it, eat as much as you can. The effect is absolutely amazing——"
Having said this, Wang Zi'an lowered his head and gave instructions to his new apprentice Wu Zetian.
"Children shouldn't eat too much of this dish. Just take a bite and try it -"
As for himself, just smell it.
My health is so good that I can’t hold myself back even if I don’t eat. If I eat, I will go to heaven.
Others had never eaten Wang Zi'an's stewed venison and could not understand his slang, but Li Shimin understood.
As soon as I heard this, my eyes suddenly lit up. I quickly picked up my chopsticks and grabbed another piece for myself.
Seeing Wang Zi'an looking at him with a half-smile, he immediately felt a little embarrassed and coughed dryly.
"I'm in good health, so I don't need supplements. I just think this dish is quite appetizing - cough, give me a copy of the cooking recipe later..."
Seeing His Majesty's behavior, these old men still don't understand. I guess this thing is really good.
"That's right. Although I am old, I actually have good health. However, I have a friend who has been a little weak recently. If you don't mind, when you copy the prescription later, you can also help me copy a copy. ——Ahem, I'm just trying to be a friend..."
Mr. Miao, a man with a round figure, coughed dryly and looked calm.
Other old gentlemen also responded one after another, almost in unison.
"Yes, yes, yes, me too, me too -"
"..."
While talking, everyone couldn't help but look at each other. The eldest brother didn't laugh at the second brother, and they all used chopsticks to eat the meat.
The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
The question is that I want to be a friend!
…
After having had enough wine and food, several old men from the Imperial Academy quietly stuffed the medicinal formula into their arms and left calmly.
Everyone just came here to share the joy of publishing the magazine with Wang Zi'an, so naturally it was not convenient for them to stay and continue to enjoy the meal.
Besides, at this time, they had already felt that their waists seemed to be slightly heated, and long-lost thoughts resurfaced again, but they could not hold them back.
Gone, gone——
Just as Li Shimin and Xue Rengui sent a group of old men away, before they could return home, they saw two men in green official robes coming in the distance, each riding a small black donkey.
Wang Zi'an's eyes couldn't help but light up, he turned around quickly and greeted him with a smile on his face. Before the person arrived, he shouted loudly.
"Old Uncle Hong, old Uncle Wen——"
Seeing these two people, Li Shimin couldn't help but smile, and walked towards them.
"Zi'an——Ah, Lao Li, you are here too——"
When the two bold men saw Wang Zi'an, they screamed coyly, and then slid off the donkey clumsily. Just as he was about to say something, he turned around and saw Li Shimin and a young man coming to greet him. He swallowed the words that were on his lips and rubbed his palms awkwardly.
When Wang Zi'an saw this, he thought they had encountered something difficult.
He didn't point it out immediately and joked with a smile.
"Why are you two uncles here just now? It's so hard to invite you. I've sent people to invite you several times. I'll have to punish you with a few drinks later--"
The two of them listened to Wang Zi'an's joke and for the first time did not talk back. Instead, they looked at each other, and then Old Wen lowered his head and pushed Old Uncle Hong. Uncle Hong blushed and said a little embarrassedly.
"Actually, we should have come here a long time ago - it's just that the work in the yamen is too slow. It's even more tiring than in the village. We go in the morning and can't come back until evening. Even when other yamen are on holiday, we have to work overtime..."
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but glance at Li Shimin standing next to him, and was speechless for a while.
That's too much. Are you using my two old neighbors as donkeys? I haven’t taken a shower for more than two months—none of the capitalists in future generations are as bad as you!
"I finally found some free time today. Let's just say a word and leave. There is too much work in the yamen -"
Uncle Hong lowered his head as he spoke, his face turning red.
"We, we can't help you, passing on the skills you taught to others——"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but glance at the two of them blankly.
What craft?
"Ahem, that quenching machine and the curved shaft plow——"
Listening to what the two people were saying, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but be speechless. Is this what you came all the way to tell me?
I really can’t laugh or cry in my heart.
