Lord Deyang showed disdain and said mockingly, "I thought Lord Xinyi only likes to study power, but it turns out that he also has an interest in politics. It's really disrespectful."
"But today we will gather friends here with letters, and those who gather will have to untie their swords and enter."
Mr. Xinyi's expression froze and he glanced at the burly men beside him. The burly men had no choice but to hand over the sword.
As the guests arrived one after another, Deyang Jun began to get busy. He did not condone Mr. Xinyi at all, and did not give him any face. It was as if Mr. Xinyi had shit on his face, and his eyes would be dirty just by looking at him.
Several maids came out and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, let's talk about the sacrificial wine. Everyone, Mu, please take a seat."
Deyang Jun politely extended his hand and said, "Everyone, please."
"Please~~~"
"Please~~~"
.........
The kitchen of Shuixie was in full swing.
"Christina, water..."
"Christina, give me onions and ginger..."
"Christina, handkerchief...fuck, I didn't ask you to wipe the dishes, but wipe my head..."
A huge pot seemed to be nothing in Yang Qian's hands. The dishes in the pot kept rolling up and down, and a stream of aroma continued to permeate the kitchen.
With the sound of "呲~~~".
"Huh~~~!"
Yang Gan kept wiping his face and neck with a handkerchief, "Christina, ask the servants at the door to come in and load the dishes yourself. Damn it, I'm exhausted."
As soon as Krisna informed, the servants immediately filed in, each one rushing to serve the dishes and sniffing them with their noses.
Some servants even accidentally got a bit of soup on them and licked it clean.
Yang Qian sat on a wooden post with his back against the wall. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long puff, revealing a happy face.
"Don't lick it. If there's anything good to lick, I'll leave some here. You can serve some good food. Come and eat."
The servants looked at Yang Qian with wide eyes, "Sir, can we really eat it?"
"Yes, if Lord Deyang finds out after eating it, he will behead him."
Yang Gan blew out a smoke ring and said disdainfully, "Virtue? The dishes I bought with money were cooked by myself. I can feed them to whomever I like. Besides, I'm not Lord Deyang's subordinate. I'm talking about offering wine." Students, I’m just here to help out today, I have the final say.”
"Hahahaha, you are such a good man."
"Yes, good man."
"The young master's family are all good people."
Yang Gan gave me a look of despair and said, "You should call me a bad guy. God, my whole family is a good person? Why does it feel like I'm swearing?"
Krisna asked, "What do you mean, do you still want to discuss politics?"
"Speaking of wool, I'm extremely tired right now. There are dozens of people and five or six dishes. Do you think I'm not tired? Look at my hands."
Yang Qian stretched out a hand, which was actually trembling slightly.
Krisna suddenly grabbed Yang Gan's hand and said, "Sir, do you want to see the doctor?"
Yang Gan waved his hand, "No need. I have never cooked so many dishes before. I am a bit unaccustomed to it. I have never made a banquet before. Besides, making a banquet cannot be done by one person."
"Don't you have me?"
Yang Gan's head was full of black lines, "I'll be thankful if you don't cause trouble for me."
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Yang Gan rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Christina, are you interested in learning to cook?"
Krisna's expression changed and she said unkindly, "My hands are used to kill enemies and gain glory. How can I cook?"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't get ahead of yourself. It's almost done. Do you really plan to marry me in the future? We women from the Central Plains can all cook."
Krisna's eyes flashed, "I am all yours. As for cooking... Didn't Zhang Xiaoniang burn down the kitchen when she was cooking? Is it possible that you still want me to burn down the kitchen again?" .”
Yang Gan immediately covered his chest.
"Yang Gan, are you okay?"
"It's okay, my blood pressure is a bit high~~~!"
In the lobby.
The tables were placed neatly, and Mu Qing knelt down on the main seat.
After everyone was seated, more than a dozen servants filed in, and plates of dishes were put down. As the number of dishes increased, the entire hall was filled with the rich aroma of meat.
"What kind of food exudes such a fragrant flavor?"
"As expected of Mr. Deyang, the food in the waterside pavilion is really unheard of."
"It smells so good. It tastes better than the food in the palace."
When everyone praised it one after another, Deyang Jun looked at the delicious and delicious dishes with a confused look on his face, and swallowed unconsciously.
Tan Tianyan stroked his beard and said to himself, "Young man Yang, there are indeed a lot of dishes hidden."
Mu Qing raised his eyebrows and immediately recognized the meals brought by his godfather these past few nights.
Mr. Xinyi looked at Mr. Deyang in disbelief and said in surprise, "This is the first time I have discovered that Mr. Deyang likes food so much? I wonder if this cook can cut off his love?"
Lord Deyang shook his head and said, "My love for food is only average, but these dishes are not made by the cooks, but by my mentor's disciples who talked about offering wine. Based on this, he should be my junior brother."
Mr. Xinyi sneered, "Have the students of the academy been reduced to the point where they have to work as a cook to support themselves?"
“Mr. "
Mr. Xinyi laughed loudly and said sarcastically, "Mr. Deyang is Mr. Deyang after all. Even people who like cooking can come to discuss politics. I'm afraid that in the future, untouchables who sell sheep and farm land will be included in political discussions. What a miscellaneous person." Na."
Lord Deyang was furious and was about to stand up and reprimand. When Mu Qing saw that something was wrong, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother, the food has been served. Let's eat quickly. Do you want to inform this junior brother now and let him come to discuss politics?" "
After hearing Mu Qing's words, Lord Deyang gradually calmed down his temper and immediately asked his servants to invite someone.
When Yang Gan heard that his servants were coming to invite him, he originally didn't want to go because he was so tired, but after thinking about his plan, he had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.
Let's see if there are any talents that I can win over, even if they are from Tang country, I'm not picky about food.
When the two came to the lobby, they looked at Yang Qian and Krisna.
"Why are there barbarian women?"
"So thick, so tall, so big~~~!"
"Damn it, this girl is too ugly."
Everyone was talking about it.
"Brother Yang, please come here~~~!" Deyang Jun immediately arranged for Yang Qian to take the first position under the main seat.
"Hmph~~~!"
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Mr. Xinyi was immediately unhappy. He wanted to do it just now, but Mr. Deyang squeezed him out of the way and ended up sitting at the bottom of the table.
"Someone said today that when we come to discuss politics, we need to use a sword. Why can he bring a sword? Hey, Lord Deyang, are you too favoring one over the other?" Lord Xinyi said angrily.
Yang Gan tilted General Xinyijun.
"It's so numb. I'm so tired that there are still people picking on me."
Yang Qian cupped his hands towards Mr. Xinyi and said in a strange tone, "What do you call this mustache?"
Mr. Xinyi was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Guo, Mr. Xinyi."
"Oh, I haven't heard of it. You see, I ate half a plate of mutton just after we sat down. Hey, what you ate was cooked by me, and now you are picking on me. It's inappropriate. Everyone in the world says that Mr. Xinyi is a very kind man and is righteous. Something like that, when I see you today, tsk tsk tsk, it’s better to be famous than to meet you.”
"You~~~!" Mr. Xinyi almost ran away, and a big # appeared on his forehead.
"Pa~~!"
Yang Qian put the sword directly on the table and said impatiently, "What are you, you said there are many shortcomings, forget it, the eyes are still not good, is this a sword? Deyang Jun said, Jie Jian, not Jie Jian." Dao, your ability to understand is not good, how can you discuss politics at this level?"
Mr. Xinyi looked very ugly and clenched his fists tightly, but this place was the territory of Mr. Deyang and Tan Tianyan. Even if he went to the king, he would not be able to get any favors, but he was really sorry for his status if he did not say this.
So he directly gave the burly subordinate next to him a vicious look, and the burly subordinate immediately understood.
He stood up and said fiercely, "You are a sharp-tongued brat. What kind of person is your Majesty? Do I need to waste my time with you? I want to compete with you in martial arts."
Yang Gan picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and took a few bites, chewing it hard. "It's not particularly crispy, but it's a pity that I don't have a pressure cooker."
He glanced at the strong man and said disdainfully, "Who are you? You want to compete with me in martial arts? Is it possible that today you have to compete with King Tang in martial arts, and he also wants to compete with you?"
"You..." The strong man gritted his teeth, but couldn't say a word.
Mr. Xinyi seemed to have grasped the handle: "Hahaha, madman, you actually dare to call yourself King Tang. You are so brave, come on."
"Here comes someone."
After shouting for a long time, Mr. Xinyi suddenly realized that this was the waterside pavilion of Mr. Deyang, and his face was slightly embarrassed.
Yang Qian pointed at the strong man with his chopsticks, and then at Mr. Xinyi, "What kind of master, what kind of dog? The master is an idiot, and the dog is not much better. It is said to be discussing politics, so what are you talking about here?" If you do, you won’t be held accountable, and besides, Prince Suwentang is open-minded and broad-minded.”
"Are you slandering King Tang? Tsk tsk, everyone has heard it. I was just using a metaphor, but Mr. Xinyi actually directly thought of King Tang. Obviously he was doubting King Tang's mind."
Mr. Xinyi's face turned extremely ugly. He suddenly waved his sleeves and said nothing more. Up to now, he had been wrong in many ways. He had no chance of gaining the upper hand. It would be better not to say anything at all.
Seeing that the strong man was still standing stupidly, Yang Gan sandwiched the meat and sneered, "What the hell? Your master has stopped talking. What are you doing standing there like a stupid dog? Krisna, looking at that thing makes me sick." , help me throw him out."
"yes."
Krisna suddenly stood up and was over two meters tall. Everyone present took a quick look, stepped in front of the strong man in two steps, grabbed him by the collar and threw him out.
"Bang~~~!"
"Oh~~~!"
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