"Although this tea soup is less flavorful than other tea soups, it still leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, and it has a different taste. No wonder as the saying goes, everything that Feng Mansion uses and eats is different from others. Just this tea soup, you can tell
It's a clever thought." Huang Yueying, who was sitting on the main seat, put down the tea bowl, touched the chair under her, and looked at Feng Yong, "The theory of miscellaneous family is well-deserved. Just look at the things in this house, everything is...
It's different from others. According to you, your master has learned a lot, but I don't know what kind of art you are good at?"
Feng Yong pretended to be stupid and smiled, scratching his head: "The boy has a stupid temper. Master once said that it is not suitable for a boy to learn the art of intrigue. He just needs to work hard and be an honest person. So he only taught the boy the art of changing teeth and the art of farming.
Technique."
Huang Yueying sighed: "This is a word of wisdom. If you learn these two skills, you don't have to worry about being hungry. Where in the world can you not get it?"
"That's exactly what my master told me."
"I already know the art of farming. The Quyu Plow has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, and the Zhujiweng art has the wonderful effect of making something out of nothing. As for the art of Yi Ya, I have only heard about it. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to see it today.
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It's easy to talk about, but I'm not confident in anything else. Feng's food is definitely ahead of its time by more than one era (Black Whistle).
"Madam, please sit down for a moment. The Feng family will not say anything else, but when it comes to food, we will never let our guests down." Feng Yong said with a smile.
The cooks in the Feng Mansion no longer need Feng Yong to guide them. Their cooking techniques are getting better and better, and the taste of the food they cook is almost the same as that of later generations. Today, there are distinguished guests. The manpower in the house is not enough, and all the children in the house have to go to battle. But see
The fat cook took the lead in bringing up the food, followed by the little chefs in white hats and white clothes, which was really a feast for the eyes.
In the Han Dynasty, there was a food-sharing system. Although Feng Yong made tables and chairs, eating was still a one-person affair.
"Is this Man Tou?" Huang Yueying took the big burrito served by the fat cook and looked at it carefully, "It's not what the rumors say. Instead, it looks like a steamed pancake, but it's made finely."
"But it's not appropriate to use Mantou to entertain distinguished guests. This is called chicken cake. It is made of wheat flour and chicken, mixed with water, added oil, and salt. It is much more delicious than Mantou."
"Isn't there any twist?" Because little Luoli Zhang Xing was younger, he sat in the same case with Huang Yueying. After asking for permission, he picked up the egg pancake and took a hard bite. He narrowed his eyes, chewed and swallowed carefully, and his lips
There are oil flowers on them, but I still miss the twists and turns.
Feng Yong subconsciously looked towards Guan Feng, and saw the beauty codenamed Mahua in his heart picking up the egg pancake with his right hand, and using his sleeve to cover half of his face with his left hand. Her movements were elegant and indifferent, but she didn't even look at Feng Yong.
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"Mahua is a snack. If Miss Zhang wants to eat it, I can ask my servants to bring some over before I leave."
Zhang Xing's big eyes immediately narrowed into crescents, and he nodded repeatedly.
"It's too extravagant!" After Huang Yueying finished serving the dishes, she looked at the dishes that she had never seen before but had a fragrant aroma. She was secretly shocked. Even though these dishes are not as rich as the dishes in the palace, they are exquisite.
, but there are so many victory palaces!
"Why do you say this, madam? The ingredients for these dishes are all from the village. There are no delicacies from the mountains or the sea. None of them are purchased from outside the village. How can you say they are extravagant?"
"Gathering the efforts of everyone in the village to provide food for one person. Isn't this called luxury?"
If you really say that, I won't be able to communicate with you. Then who told me to have a cheap and stupid father? He also left me 600 acres of land. After all, reincarnation is a technical job, isn't it?
Feng Yong pondered, thinking, what the hell does she mean by this? How should I answer her?
"Madam, please listen to me. My disciples believe that everything in the world has a cause. If the world can understand its laws, it is knowledge." Feng Yong looked at Huang Yueying and carefully organized the words, "And knowledge is
It is the greatest power that the world can control. In small cases, you can use it to make yourself live better in this world; in large cases, you can use it to peer into the roots of all things in the world, and even change the development trajectory of all things in the world..."
"So arrogant!" Huang Yueying raised her eyebrows, "It really is the style of the madmen from the Hidden World Mountain Gate. Do you think so too?"
Feng Yong nodded and pointed to the steamed fish on the table: "This dish is extremely delicious. I am afraid that only the Feng family in the world can make this dish. Oh, of course, there is also the boy's disciple. But the fish used in this dish
, are all over the river, and anyone can catch them ashore without much effort. But why can't others do it? Isn't it because only boys know the art of changing teeth?"
Huang Yueying laughed angrily: "Are you showing off your master's secret technique?"
"No." Feng Yong shook his head, "What I want to say is that it is such a common fish, but only my master's knowledge can make it so delicious. Why? It's because my master's knowledge of worldly affairs, no matter what, can make it so delicious."
Both big and small are treated equally and need to be studied carefully. Therefore, as time goes by, the more you know, the more you know. If you know what others don't know, you can do what others can't, that's all."
"I'm afraid you still have something to say? Because you can do what others can't, you regard the world as ants. The world is like ants. You think you are superior to others, so you have such luxury of peace of mind. Am I right?"
Are you fucking drunk? Are you so choking when you talk?
"On the contrary, madam, please don't forget that our school is a mixed family, and the whole family agrees." Feng Yong finally vaguely guessed the purpose of Huang Yueying's visit, "My school also agrees with the Mohist family's 'universal love'
of."
Huang Yueying clicked on the table and said: "Although these delicacies are not delicacies from the mountains and seas, they are much more delicious than the delicacies from the mountains and the sea. And the farmers in your village will never be able to eat such dishes once in their lives. How can you say 'universal love'?"
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"Madam, what you said is too much. I can't vouch for others, but if you want to talk about Feng Zhuang," Feng Yong smiled confidently, picked up the egg pancake, and pointed at the scrambled eggs, "As long as I am willing to work hard, next year I will
Although there is no guarantee that he will eat chicken pancakes for every meal, it is still possible to ensure that he has a boiled chicken and rice for every meal."
"Seriously?!" Huang Yueying stood up suddenly and looked at Feng Yong in disbelief, "If not, what should I do?"
"Then I will dissipate all my family wealth, go into seclusion in the mountain gate, and never come out of the world again."
Feng Yong spoke plainly without any trace of guilt.
"Okay, if you can really do it, and don't say anything else, as long as you don't commit any crime, I will keep you safe for one day in Shu."
Done!
Feng Yong just wanted to laugh on the spot, damn, he finally waited for this sentence. Of course, if Feng Yong is allowed to make his own choice, it is best for Zhuge Laoyao to say this, otherwise, take a step back and let Huang Yueying say it,
The effect can be barely guaranteed - at least this sentence will be effective before Zhuge Lao Yao dies.
The dark clouds that have been weighing heavily on my heart these days have suddenly dispersed, that’s right! The Guan family, once the leader of the Five Tigers, how majestic they are? But in the eyes of insiders, they are just paper tigers that can be broken with just one poke.
Apart from such a big name, what else is left? But for a little country bumpkin like Feng Yong, a paper tiger is also a tiger! It doesn’t cost anything to kill a little bumpkin like him who can barely be considered a "poor family".