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Chapter 35 The Banquet

Xiao Han's house was so lively. Needless to say, this was a very popular wine shop during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and it could also be called a dinner party.

Speaking of this banquet, even Xiao Han himself was a little confused. Shouldn't the owner of the Tang Dynasty post a message to invite the guests? Why did the guests come to his door with the post instead?

And he was still doing nothing in the morning, thinking about visiting the Daci'en Temple, and in the afternoon he would be busy preparing ingredients for these hungry guests? And these hungry guests even ordered dishes, didn't they just do as they pleased?

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Xiao Han looked at Xiao Shiyi who was leading the sheep in the backyard, feeling lost in thought.

"Master Hou...Master Hou..."

A timid voice came from behind, interrupting Xiao Han's random thoughts.

"Oh, Daya? What's wrong?"

Xiao Han didn't know why, but he wanted to laugh when he mentioned this name. He originally wanted to give it a good name, such as Chunxiang, Xiaxiang, etc., but in the end, other than plagiarism, he couldn't think of a good name anymore, and he used Xiaobai or something like that.

When I put it on them, I felt like a puppy... In the end, I could only bark loudly, always feeling like a village woman...

Da Ya rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, her face was flushed, and she didn't dare to look at Xiao Han. Especially after Xiao Dalang pulled her and murmured to her, this little girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old did not dare to come to see Xiao Han.

It's cold.

Although this master seems to be quite kind, Uncle Lunzi said that this seemingly kind master also returned from the battlefield with a narrow escape. He may have many lives on his hands. How about he be able to become a marquis at a young age?

Xiao Han didn't know that he was already equated with the charging general in Da Ya's heart. He just saw Da Ya being coy and silent for a long time, and felt a little funny in his heart: "Da Ya, if you have anything to do, just say it. Is that so?"

Did the group of boys bully you?"

"No, no, um, Uncle Fool asked me to come to you and asked you to pick up the gift list..."

"Check the gift list?" Xiao Han subconsciously touched his chin, wondering why someone gave him a gift again?

"That's it?"

"Um……"

"Okay, I understand. If you're fine, just go back..."

After saying that, Xiao Han patted his butt, and while muttering about who was going to give the gift at this time, he walked towards the concierge, leaving Da Ya there, staring blankly at Xiao Han's back, and then he seemed to think of something, and his face flushed.

Suddenly, it became redder...

How could Xiao Han know what this little girl was thinking? Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to spare a teenage girl.

I hurried to the concierge, opened the door and saw, I'm going to see the housekeepers of each family here! But all the owners have disappeared, and they must have gone to the backyard by now.

This group of animals entered Xiao Han's house more casually than his own. Maybe they have eaten it now...

When the housekeepers who stayed in the concierge saw Xiao Han, they all quickly bent down and saluted! They shouted "Old slave" happily.

But Xiao Han didn't even look at them, he looked directly past the group of housekeepers and stared blankly at the concierge's big table!

I don’t know if it was Feng Da or Liu Er’s big mouth that actually spread the word about Xiao Han’s morbid obsession with gold!

And this time when they came to Xiao Han's place for dinner, those people wanted to congratulate Xiao Han on his promotion to the nobility and officially entered the same level as them in terms of status. Therefore, except for a few people who were not very familiar with him, Xue accepted the gifts they brought.

It's all gold!

By the way, gold and silver were not the currencies of the Tang Dynasty, but Xiao Han recognized gold. Copper coins will rust after being stored for a period of time. How can there be peace of mind that gold will not rot for ten thousand years?

Besides, I didn’t even get a gold necklace in my last life. I had to go to the night market to pull two gold-plated ones and tie them around my neck. It made my neck pimple when I scratched my head. When I came back to the Tang Dynasty, my dream of getting a thick gold necklace was fulfilled.

Now, when you find the goldsmith, hit him first and wear a ten kilogram necklace. If there is a fight, you can still defend yourself...

He took the invitation with a smile and turned around. Xiao Han's face immediately changed like a face change in Sichuan Opera, from a red face to a black face. Then he hurriedly started to attack people and kicked out all the housekeepers in the room.

No matter what you eat, go out! Everyone goes back to his own home, everyone goes to his own mother...

The vermilion door closed with a bang, and the housekeepers who were kicked out stood outside the door. You looked at me and I looked at you. They were all confused by the monk Zhang Er. They all thought that their lack of etiquette had offended Xiao Han.

Happy.

They probably beat them to death without even thinking that Xiao Han and Xiaodong were squatting in the room and counting, unable to close their mouths, whirling the golden gold, drooling and salivating in such a disgusting manner that it was impossible to look directly at them!

"Gold is good! Because I don't know the others either..." Xiao Han sighed and closed the lid of the box containing the gold. When he looked at what was on the table next to him, he became angry. What is this? This

What are they???

A few three-flat and four-out-of-round glass beads, what? Or imported? Bah! The glass beads I played with when I was not in school were countless times better than these, and they even had colorful ribbons inside!

What are these? Two broken bowls? Used by Qin Shihuang? No? Then why did you bring these rags? Are you treating me as a beggar? Do you want to piss me off?

Just as I threw the broken bowl down, I saw another scroll of calligraphy and painting, and I felt excited. Could it be Wang Xizhi's?

When I opened it, I was like, oh, I don’t know if it’s Wang Xizhi, but it was definitely written by a man of god!

"Can Du Fu move???" Xiao Han felt a little dizzy. Wasn't Du Fu not born yet? How could he move?

At the door, a feeble voice came: "Diligence can make up for weakness..."

Xue Shou didn't expect that Xiao Han, who couldn't be found everywhere, was here anxiously looking at the gifts. He was really defeated by him. Moreover, he mispronounced three of the four simple words. Did he know how to read...

Xiao Han handed the calligraphy and painting to Xiaodong aside, and stood up with a smile: "Just a joke, just a joke, read from right to left, I still know!"

After saying that, he kicked the giggling Xiaodong next to him: "Go and see if the food is ready? Don't starve the guests!"

Seeing Xiaodong running away like a rabbit, Xiao Han was not idle either. He pulled Xue Shou and walked out. It looked like he was going to take out the treasure from the box tonight and let them know that this gift was not in vain...



As a person who has learned both Chinese and Western knowledge for thousands of years... (vomit... let me vomit first...)

The dinner at Xiao Han’s house is very unique! Especially in this Tang Dynasty, it is definitely unique!

A big round table can accommodate about ten people on one table! Unfortunately, there are no bearings, so there is no way to make it revolving. Otherwise, I have to let you old haters see it...

Several tables were spread out in a semicircle, and Xiao Han creatively lit a large fire in the middle. On one side of the fire was a round table, and on the other side was the open-air kitchen!

In the open-air kitchen, a private soldier with a big head and a thick neck, who Xiao Han specially selected from the auxiliary soldiers, was vigorously stirring the meat slices in the big pot. He didn't know whether it was excitement or heat, and his nose was red.

red light.

This iron-making furnace, which Xiao Han originally had a good idea to build at home, has been completely converted into a stove. Large pieces of wood are filled in, and the flames are flying upwards, and a military camp cauldron is placed on top.

, oil flowers splash with water vapor!

"It's time to serve!!!" The fat soldier picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He imitated Xiao Han and shouted, and immediately there were five or six more plates in front of him! There are no maids, so let Xiao Lang and the others play the role.

For this kind of banquet, they and other soldiers really have no status at the table.

"It's so exciting! When I think of these vegetables with no salt and light sauce, when they are turned in the ugly iron pot, they become less bitter and have more flavor!"

Fang Xuanling, who had a goatee and a beard, sat at the round table with a piece of green rapeseed on his lacquered wooden chopsticks. He took a deep sniff and the aroma was fragrant! He was about to stuff it into his mouth, but unexpectedly, the chopsticks suddenly lightened and the rapeseed was already gone.

Missing!

"Ah! That one who kills a thousand swords robs me of my food!!!"

Everyone shook their heads together, but Chai Shao, can you swallow it first and then shake your head? With such a big rapeseed leaf hanging by your cheek, you are not afraid of hurting your jaw while shaking your head...

"Child Chai Shao, I will fight with you!!!"

“Look, braised pork ribs!”

"Ah? There????"

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Han casually pulled up a chair and looked at the group of people laughing and laughing. Since that day when Zhang Qiang delivered food to the military camp, the greedy Chai Shao came to the door in person.

Everyone in the world knows it, at least everyone in the military camp knows that the food here is the best in the world...

Seeing a group of people eating like they were fighting, Xiao Han could predict that his large courtyard would probably become a base for the Qin Prince's Mansion, or a canteen base to be precise.

Li Shimin also laughed and watched Chai Shao and Duan Zhixuan fighting each other for a piece of bone. In this pure land, he could always feel safe from the bottom of his heart. Whether it was various novel utensils or strange makeup, everything was here.

Don't be surprised, no matter how strong a man is, he always needs a place to rest for a while, and Xiao Han's place is undoubtedly the best place!

"Ding ding ding..." A crisp copper bell sounded, and the noisy courtyard seemed to be paused. With a "shua", all the sounds disappeared, and everyone was looking at Xiaodong shaking the copper bell.

Looking at the suddenly silent scene, Xiao Han sighed sincerely, "As expected, they are all men on the battlefield. This vigilance alone is enough for me to learn for a while!"

"Everyone, everyone!"

After thinking about it, Xiao Han stood up, climbed onto the chair, and shouted around. Seeing that everyone's attention was focused, he continued: "Thanks to you, Xiao Han has developed a new product in the house.

A kind of strong wine, I specially brought it out to share with you tonight when everyone is happy, everyone is welcome..."

Sparse applause rang out, like an unsuccessful play. Li Shimin and the others were still not used to this new thing of applause...

After the applause disappeared, an excited Xiaodong dropped the bell and took the lead in lifting a jar of wine from behind. There was no mud seal, only a piece of brown paper covering it.

Lifting up the rough porcelain jar to announce it, Xiaodong opened the kraft paper. Immediately, a special aroma of distilled liquor floated out from the jar and spread into the air, lingering...

Chai Shao, who was looking very close to Xiaodong, sniffed and said with a look of disbelief: "Oh, what kind of wine is this? Why is it so fragrant? Did you add spices?"

Xiao Han rolled his eyes: "Do you think this is boiled beef with spices added? By the way, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. Who cooked beef and ate it alone last time? He was not afraid of dying..."

Chai Shao smiled sheepishly: "Okay, okay, next time there is a cow that falls to death, I will bring it to you as soon as possible. Isn't it because you were too busy last time and didn't call you? As for remembering it until now

...Hurry up and pour the wine, pour the wine, this aroma has aroused my greed!"


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