Chapter 67: A handsome young man who eats gracefully)
Chapter 67
"Young man Yang Qian, I've met Commander Wang." Yang Qian stood up and bowed respectfully to the official in scarlet uniform who came slowly towards him.
"Please come quickly, my dear nephew. Your father and I are officials in the same court. If you are willing, how about calling me uncle?" Wang Wei kindly supported Yang Qian and looked at the handsome young man with kind eyes.
"Junior, it's better to be respectful than obey orders. I've met Uncle Wang."
After looking at Yang Qian again, Wang Wei couldn't help but smile and said, "What a handsome young man. He is not a gentleman if he is petty, and he is not a husband if he is not poisonous. Hahaha..."
"..." Yang Qian's whole body is not feeling well. Boss, what do you mean?
Yang Qian could only smile dryly. "My nephew was young and angry, but he made my uncle laugh."
Wang Wei sat directly on the main seat, motioned Yang Qian to sit down, and then said with a pleasant expression.
"My good nephew is quick in thinking and can deal with it calmly. It is a good thing to make Deng Ming, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, suffer some hardships. This will save that kid from not taking Xingyang's talent in his eyes all day long."
"This also proves that I am very wise in recommending you as a tribute to Xingyang."
Yang Qian was no match for Wang Wei, an old official in the officialdom, but he was cautious in his words and deeds, and although he didn't stand out, it was a pleasant conversation.
"Today I summoned you here. First of all, I came to see the rare talent in Xingyang. After all, I am responsible for recommending talented people. Since I have recommended you as a tribute scholar, you naturally need to bear the responsibility."
"Now that I'm here, there's something I need to tell you..."
Yang Qian sat upright and looked at the Governor Wang, whose expression was becoming increasingly serious.
"Your Majesty is going to set off soon to tour Jiangdu. The boat will stop in our territory of Xingyang. All the prefectures and counties that your Majesty's boat passes through within 500 miles will contribute food and have an audience with your Majesty."
"My dear nephew, you and the other two tributes will go with me when the time comes. You will have an audience with your majesty as appropriate to have a glimpse of your face."
"Compared to the other two talents from Xingyang, I am more optimistic about you, my nephew." Wang Wei nodded slightly towards Yang Qian.
"If you can take this opportunity to leave a good impression in front of His Majesty, the impact on your future future will be immeasurable..."
Facing Wang Wei's gaze, Yang Qian could only put on a flattered expression, stood up and bowed deeply towards Wang Wei.
"My uncle is so concerned about his nephew's future. My nephew is really flattered and bursts into tears with gratitude..."
"Okay, get up quickly. Since you call me uncle, how can I not do my best for my nephew's future?" Wang Wei came over, helped Yang Qian up again and said with a smile.
"What you did in Xingze, I heard clearly and saw clearly. The talent of a good nephew is far better than that of me. I only hope that you can have a bright future and shine on the lintel."
"My nephew will definitely remember my uncle's kindness in his heart. If my uncle can be of any use to my nephew in the future..."
Wang Weiqi patted Yang Qian's shoulder with a kind look and said with a smile, "I accept your kindness. By the way, dear nephew, I am busy with official duties today, so please wait for a while.
Wang Ping, tell them to prepare meals quickly. Come on, I still have many things I want to have a good chat with my nephew..."
Yang Qian was naturally obedient, but when the food was served, Yang Qian couldn't help but be startled.
He saw that the staple food on the table was not the corn popular in the north, but snow-white rice.
"Is it possible that my good nephew doesn't know this? Oh, I forgot to explain that my good nephew is from the north and eats corn instead of rice..." Wang Wei was about to pick up the bowl, but when he saw Yang Qian's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
"Although my nephew is from the north, he can accept any kind of staple food, not to mention the color of this rice, which is as pure as snow and jade, and its taste is fragrant.
This kind of rice must be a rare treasure. My nephew is taking advantage of his uncle, so he must try it..."
Yang Qian picked up the bowl of rice with bright eyes and took a deep breath. Yes, he has never smelled this kind of rice fragrance since he traveled through time.
With Yang Qian's talent of not being able to finish ten bowls, he prefers staple food to others. For him, a table full of big fish, meat, and delicacies is not as good as a large bowl of solid and filling staple food.
"It's fine if you like it. This is the rice I sent from my hometown. I'm from Lingnan and I've always been fond of rice. Even after living in the north for nearly twenty years, I still like this..."
Wang Wei smiled, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of green vegetable, pulled it into his mouth along with the fragrant rice, and chewed slowly, but his chewing movements became slower and slower, and his eyes widened more and more.
Come bigger...
Yang Qian, who was sitting across from him, raked the bowl of rice in a very polite manner, then smoothed the top of the bowl of rice, then picked up a piece of stew and stuffed it into his mouth.
After another pull, it was obvious that the bowl of rice was like magic, and only the bottom of the bowl was left...
Wang Wei swallowed the first mouthful of rice with difficulty, and saw Yang Qian holding an empty bowl and motioning to the waiter next to him to add another bowl.
Seeing Wang Wei's dumbfounded look, the handsome young man Yang Qian smiled shyly. "My nephew was busy tending cattle this morning. He didn't have time to eat breakfast. He was a little hungry. I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter, it's normal for young people to eat a lot." Wang Wei glanced at the bowl in his hand and couldn't figure out how Yang Qian could eat such a large bowl of rice in three bites.
The second bowl of rice came into Yang Qian's hands. Yang Qian felt that he should restrain himself. After all, this is not home, so he can eat whatever he wants.
So, Yang Qian tried his best to be gentle and took six mouthfuls of a bowl of rice before finishing it.
"Uh..." Wang Taishou, who could only use two bowls of rice in a normal meal, had not finished half the bowl of rice and couldn't help but burp.
"It's okay, it's okay. I ate a little too much this morning. My nephew has a good appetite, so eat quickly..."
When I saw Yang Qian eating, I felt that the rice was like air, but he still ate it so calmly and calmly. All the rice in the small steamer was fucked clean by Yang Qian.
The waiter's eyes stood up as he looked at the empty steamer.
"My nephew is full. Thank you uncle. This rice tastes so good that my nephew couldn't help but eat several more bowls."
Yang Qian, who was only half full after eating, wisely did not hand over the empty bowl to the waiter, but placed it on the table in front of him.
The waiter's face immediately became distorted. This is a special steamer. It can hold eight bowls of rice. You won't be afraid of getting sick.
"Is it really that delicious?" Wang Wei looked at his rice bowl, almost doubting his life. Although the rice was good, it wasn't as tempting as delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Could it be because northerners eat more than southerners? But even so, Yang Qian ate too much. Could he be sick?
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