Tang's dining table

The chicken finally fell into the giant bear's mouth. Li Zhi didn't eat a bite. He was extremely satisfied with his current living situation.

As long as he could stay away from the spinning feeling and the splitting headache, he felt that not eating chicken or eating less meat was not unacceptable.

Since Li Xian was born, Wu Mei has obviously become more active, and Li Zhi feels that this is not a good thing.

So, he decided to stay in the queen's palace that night.

The clear sky turned leaden gray unconsciously in the afternoon, and then, numerous snowflakes fell.

Helan Minzhi rubbed his hands, opened the window, looked at the white snow outside the window, and recalled the maddening hot flashes in Leizhou. He left the house, opened his hands, let the snowflakes fall on his hands, and watched them melt.

Helan Minzhi couldn't help laughing when he thought of his oath in Leizhou. In the most unbearable heat, he shouted to the sky that he would rather freeze to death in the cold wind of the north than suffer in the scorching heat of Leizhou. .

Supported by this concept, Helan Minzhi was not afraid of the coldness in front of him. On the contrary, he was still happy.

Except for him, there was no one in Duke Zhou's mansion. Everyone followed their grandmother to Mrs. Han's mansion.

Helan Minzhi also wanted to go to Mrs. Korea's mansion, but unfortunately, the queen strictly ordered that he not be allowed to enter Mrs. Korea's mansion, otherwise, he would be sent to Leizhou again.

There is nothing in Leizhou except fish, and the thing He Lan Minzhi hates most in his life is fish.

Helan Minzhi took down a sheepskin bag from the wall, which contained Chang'an's strongest wine-antivirus.

Pulling out the cork and taking a big sip, Helan Minzhi looked ferocious and let out a long roar, and a line of fire went straight from his throat to his stomach.

Looking back at the leftover biscuits on the table, Helan Minzhi was ready to find a warm place to have a delicious meal.

When he opened the door, he saw the bloated woman standing by the stall, looking at him with a smile, and loudly said: "Drink the mutton soup. The mutton soup is made from large pieces of mutton. Take a sip and warm your whole body." Take a few sips..."

He Lan Minzhi strode to the Fat Madam and said, "You sell morning food, but you also sell evening food?"

The fat woman smiled and said: "Poor people have no time to relax. Now it's snowing heavily. It's a good time to drink mutton soup. Why don't you try it? The old woman guarantees that the house will be clean and delicious."

Helan Minzhi saw that the woman had set up a simple bamboo shed next to the wall of the square opposite, and it was wrapped with green linen curtains. Some hot air was constantly flowing out from the top of the shed. When he smelled it, it was a very strong smell of mutton. .

Following the fat woman into the shed, the cold wind outside was indeed blocked by the curtain. There were still five or six guests sitting inside, humming and drinking mutton soup.

The inside of the shed was very clean, beyond He Lan Minzhi's expectation. Although it was just a long bench and a square table, there was not a trace of dust that had been wiped, not to mention a speck of oil. They were all pure wood.

The guests were also clean beyond He Lan Minzhi's expectation. A scholar-like diner was drinking soup and reading a book. Occasionally, if oily soup dripped on the book, he would quickly wipe it off with his sleeves.

Therefore, he was obviously wearing a clean and somewhat faded blue robe, with only the sleeves being dark.

When the scholar saw Helan Minzhi looking at his sleeves, he shyly hid the sleeves behind his back, his face turning red.

Helan Minzhi found it very interesting. He used to like this kind of innocent-looking nerds who were easy to handle.

Therefore, Helan Minzhi sat opposite the scholar, and the scholar quickly picked up his soup bowl and hid in the corner.

The more the scholar behaved like this, the more interested Helan Minzhi became. He asked the fat woman for a large bowl of mutton soup and a plate of naan bread. The old woman smiled and gave him a small plate of green pickled leeks.

He took a sip of the soup. The mutton soup was really fragrant. He took out a piece of meat and sucked it with his mouth. He Lan Minzhi couldn't help but take out the wine bag and poured a sip of anti-virus into his mouth. Medicine, this time, the wine syrup feels very smooth when swallowed, and there is no burning sensation anymore.

"Hey, anti-virus medicine, who is drinking the anti-virus medicine?" The four big men on the other side who were drinking mutton soup very selflessly stood up, sniffling repeatedly, and finally cast their hungry eyes on Helan Minzhi.

Seeing Helan Minzhi drinking and eating meat as if no one else was around, the four strong men licked their lips, and finally sat down with regret. It was obvious that Helan Minzhi was not a noble person that they could afford.

Helan Minzhi asked the fat woman for a large bowl, poured a bowl of anti-toxic medicine into the big bowl, and signaled the fat woman to give the bowl of anti-toxic medicine to the four strong men in fur clothes.

The fat woman put the wine on the strong man's table with a smile and said softly: "Masters, this is a gift from the noble man."

One of the tall men with a beard raised his hand to He Lanminzhi and said, "If it's any other drink, I won't reward you for it. It's just that a certain family has heard of the name of this anti-toxic drug for a long time. I'm so lucky to see you today. I'm so lucky, old lady." , and give this noble man a good leg of lamb as a return gift."

He Lanmin didn't care whether it was a leg of lamb or not. Just when he thought these people would cling to him like flies, the strong man picked up the bowl of antiseptic, took a big sip, and beat the people with a ferocious expression. He walked down the table and yelled: "Good wine, it really lives up to its reputation as a poison that penetrates the intestines."

After yelling, he raised his hand to Helan Minzhi again. Judging from his appearance, he should be a person who likes wine.

Four strong men gathered around a bowl of wine, tasting it in small sips. With each sip of wine, one of the strong men shook his body, then opened his mouth and spit out a breath of wine, and began to urge the next person to drink faster, and Don't drink too much.

The young scholar looked at the four people who were enjoying the bowl of liquor as if it were a fine wine. His Adam's apple was also sliding up and down. It seemed that he was also greedy.

The fat woman's man, a swarthy farmer-looking man, was tearing a leg of lamb with his hands. He looked very focused. Every time he tore, a large piece of lamb was separated from the leg, and he neatly cut it into pieces. Arrange on plate.

In a moment, a leg of lamb turned into white bones. Helan Minzhi watched the man smear a thick layer of garlic paste on the steaming mutton strips, then quickly placed it in front of Helan Minzhi and said: "My lord, while it's hot, Eat it, and the taste will be reduced by three points when it’s cold.”

He Lan Minzhi was about to pick it up with chopsticks when he heard the scholar whisper: "Brother, this shredded mutton is best eaten with your hands."

He Lan Minzhi looked at the young scholar with a smile and waved: "Come and eat together, I have fine wine here."

The scholar hesitated for a moment, then looked at the four strong men arguing over the last bite, then slowly walked over and sat opposite Helan Minzhi.

Helan Minzhi asked the fat woman for a clean bowl, poured a bowl of wine for the scholar and said, "Drink slowly, this wine is too strong."

The scholar picked up the wine bowl, sniffed the smell of wine, then took a long breath and took a big gulp of wine.

When He Lan Minzhi was about to watch the scholar's joke, he found that this guy didn't change his expression after taking a big gulp of strong wine. He also grabbed a large handful of hand-shredded mutton filled with minced garlic and ate it.

After drinking wine and mutton, the scholar stood up and saluted He Lanminzhi and said: "Snowy day, noble man, fine wine and delicious food, how wonderful is this pleasure."

Helan Minzhi looked at the remaining half of the bowl of liquor and said, "You can continue drinking, I still have it here."

The scholar shook his head and said: "This sip of wine and this sip of meat have already satisfied my heart to the fullest. If I drink or eat any more, I will waste this good wine and delicious food.

Xue Changfeng thanked the noble man for the reward. "

After that, he actually put the book on the table under his arm, opened the curtain and walked into the wind and snow. Such a good drinker didn't even have any nostalgia for the remaining wine.

Just when He Lan Minzhi was in a daze, a strong man in fur clothes came to He Lan Minzhi with a red face and said: "This half bowl of leftover wine must not be drunk by nobles. How about giving it to our brothers?"

Helan Minzhi nodded, and the strong man cheered, immediately took away the half bowl of wine, and continued to share the remaining wine with his companions in turn.

For some reason, Helan Minzhi was somewhat envious of these four strong men and their simple satisfaction.

He didn't envy the scholar who was very harsh on him. It was really boring for him to restrain his desires like that.

The hand-shredded mutton with garlic paste really needs to be eaten with your hands. When the spiciness of the garlic paste is mixed with the creamy paste, only the strange aroma is left to fill your teeth and cheeks.

Two large bowls of strong liquor weighed three kilograms, which satisfied a scholar and made four strong men drunk. He Lanmin watched the four strong men staggering away from the shed, their shoulders entangled with each other. , so the body is connected together but has eight legs. Although it is drunk, it walks very steadily.

"Who are these people?"

Helan Minzhi asked the fat woman after eating the mutton.

The fat woman shook her head and said, "I don't know. I just know that they are guests who come to drink mutton soup and eat mutton."

Helan Minzhi nodded, feeling that he had asked a nonsense question. Aren't the people who come to such a small stall just customers?

Just when he picked up a piece of naan and was about to bite into it, the woman stopped him. She took the naan in his hand, tore it into fingernail-sized pieces at a very fast speed, and piled them in an empty space. In the bowl, he handed the remaining mutton and mutton soup that He Lan Minzhi had eaten to his man.

I saw the man adding a little radish to He Lan Minzhi's leftover mutton and mutton soup, returning it to the pot, adding a spoonful of soup, and then poured the torn naan bread into the soup pot. After boiling over high heat, he added a little salt and sprinkled it. Put the green garlic in front of He Lan Minzhi again.

"Taste it!"

The humble smile on the fat woman's face disappeared, replaced by a kind of pride coming from an expert.

It seems that if Helan Minzhi doesn't eat this bowl of leftover rice, he will lose a bowl of treasure.

Helan Minzhi picked up his chopsticks and paused them on the table to put the chopsticks together. He had already made up his mind. If the food was not delicious, he was going to slam the bowl of food on the old woman's face...

The snow stopped falling at midnight, and the brazier in the room had been extinguished long ago. He Lan Minzhi was too cold to sleep. When he saw the white paper on the window, he wrapped himself in a quilt, opened the window, and looked at the bright moon in the dark night... He thought again of the bowl of mutton soup cakes he had eaten yesterday evening.

Meeting, studying, studying, the assessment is finally over, the first chapter, and one more chapter