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Chapter 256 Prosperity

After Magistrate Chen came in, he bowed and saluted. He was not making a big salute. After all, he was at home. Zhu Biao didn't take it seriously and waved to let him get up. Magistrate Chen said with a smile: "Your Highness, please rest. If you are still a little tired, then you can change it."

There's a banquet tomorrow."

Zhu Biao stood up and said: "Nothing, since you are ready, let's go."

Magistrate Chen sighed: "After all, Your Highness is so brave. If I were to travel north and south like this, I would have to lie in bed for half a month."

Zhu Biao walked out of the house with a smile, and Magistrate Chen followed behind with his hands behind his back and said: "A few days ago, I received the news that His Highness was going to pass through Hangzhou. The ministers and others were eager to see it. This banquet was also carefully prepared, right in the West Lake.

Fengle Building next to it.”

After hearing this, Zhu Biao asked with great interest: "But the Fengle Tower in Lin Sheng's sentence of the Southern Song Dynasty: "Beyond the mountains, there are green mountains and towers outside the tower"?"

Magistrate Chen nodded and stroked his beard and said: "Your Highness is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. This building has been destroyed and rebuilt several times, and now it stands next to the West Lake. The food and wine are indeed delicious, and the scenery is even more moving."

Zhu Biao felt that all he had left to do was enjoy himself after arriving in Hangzhou. Magistrate Chen went on to introduce: "Tonight, not only the chefs from Fengle House, but also the chefs from the 24 major restaurants in Hangzhou City have gathered at Fengle House.

, Although it is not as good as the imperial chefs in Beijing, the special skills of each family will definitely not disappoint His Highness."

Zhu Biao kept smiling on his face, but he was complaining in his heart that you guys think too highly of the imperial chefs in Beijing. Most of them are old people who have been with Zhu Yuanzhang for many years, and their cooking skills are not terrible.

Zhu Biao thought for a while and said: "It's better not to spend too much, it would be too much."

Magistrate Chen opened the curtain of the carriage and helped Zhu Biao get on the carriage and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry too much. It is reasonable for me to have a small family and be able to use it to serve the Lord."

Zhu Biao didn't say any more. The carriage drove smoothly all the way to the West Lake. Now that the lanterns were coming to light, there were many tourists near the West Lake. They were all descendants of wealthy businessmen and aristocratic families, and there were even more beautiful ladies.

Zhu Biao's bicycle stopped in front of a group of middle-aged people. Before he could get off the car, the group of people knelt down happily and said, "I welcome your highness."

Zhu Biao walked down from the carriage with a smile, wearing a black satin robe with gold piping and embroidered with the appearance of a dragon. He wore a moon-white waistband and his black hair was tied behind his back by a gold ring. Although he could wear a crown, it was not a formal occasion.

Zhu Biao still likes to tie his long hair behind his back.

After getting off the carriage and standing still, he first glanced at the girls in the distance, and then lowered his head to look at the officials on the ground. He guessed that it was the daughter of this group of people. He looked away and wanted to send his daughter away while there were few people in the East Palace.

Go in.

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand to ask them to stand up. Magistrate Chen began to introduce them. Zhu Biao just nodded. Most people were not qualified to let Zhu Biao stop them.

Of course, Magistrate Chen also knew it. After introducing a few people, he said no more. A group of people brought Zhu Biao into Fengle Building like a star holding the moon.

This building was opened on the edge of the West Lake outside Yongjinmen. It was once known as Zhongle Pavilion, and later it was changed to Zhucui Building, and finally Fengle Building. Fengle Building is not so much a restaurant as it is a garden. The situation inside the building

It is quiet, full of balconies, a moon pool made of stone bricks, and standing swings, which attracts many tourists in spring.

Of course, because Zhu Biao arrived tonight, the place had already been cleared. After entering, he saw a group of people kneeling down. Zhu Biao waved his hand and said no more. The officials below would naturally arrange everything.

After walking up to the tall building in the middle, the officials surrounding Zhu Biao wanted to be familiar with each other and introduced the scenery here to Zhu Biao. Zhu Biao wanted to ask about the little salary the court gave you, and how could you save it for two years?

Is it enough for you to come?

Why does it seem like you guys are eating here every day? But Zhu Biao never asked, what if someone like Magistrate Chen has inherited millions of wealth from ancestors, and yet he is willing to treat his colleagues to eat for free? Isn't this illegal?

If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people are careful, there will be no disciples. It is enough that Hangzhou is generally good. Zhu Biao has no intention to delve into other things now. After all, there are still too many places in dilapidated condition.

Going upstairs, I found that there are flying bridges, sills, and corridors between the buildings in Fengle Building. They are similar in style and connected with each other. At night, under the reflection of the lanterns, the bead curtains and jade curtains, and the beautiful lintels are shining and swaying.

It's like a fairyland.

Zhu Biao walked on it with great interest. He didn't pay attention to what the officials on the side said. He naturally had to play according to his heart when he had a rare rest. Zhu Biao walked for a while before stopping at a balcony near the West Lake.

Down.

I don’t know whether it was because of his arrival or because of this, but there were many lanterns hanging on the shore of the West Lake. The West Lake that looked after it was like a piece of jasper, which was particularly beautiful.

Downstairs, there were many people looking up at the young man beside the fence. The pretty and graceful ladies from famous families were all looking forward to His Highness looking down, seeing her in the dim light, and falling in love at first sight...

Zhu Biao was not in the mood to look at the girl anymore, so he turned around and returned to the house. One after another delicious food and wine were served. The officials kept talking about something, and Zhu Biao also cheered up to deal with it.

Everyone knew casually that he was here to cleanse the prince of his troubles, so he didn't say anything more about officialdom. The best musicians and dancers in Hangzhou also started performing nearby, looking directly at the prince.

In the Jiangnan culture, there were many people reciting poems and lyrics at banquets, and everyone was indeed not a fool. Everyone was quite interesting. Although I didn't know what they were like behind the scenes, at least they didn't turn off Zhu Biao's appetite.

Each delicacy on the table will be placed in front of Zhu Biao first. Magistrate Chen is also a gourmet. No matter what kind of dish he is, he can tell interesting stories or recipes, which is really entertaining.

The first dish is called Qiankun Fish Head. The portion is very generous. The fish head is tender and the gelatinous fish brain is mellow and smooth. The side dishes of tofu, mushrooms and bamboo shoots are also filled with the original juice of the fish soup and are delicious.

It is a dish of eight-treasure tofu, with finely chopped white and tender ingredients, scattered with shiitake mushrooms, pine nuts, minced meat and chives. The ingredients are fragrant and taste like soup.

There is also a lotus leaf steamed pork dish that is very good. It is said that the lotus leaves from the West Lake are used. The fried rice noodles and minced meat are mixed together, wrapped in lotus leaves, and steamed in a pot. It usually takes about an hour.

The meat-flavored rice noodles are glutinous and will not be forgotten after eating.

Zhu Biao ate a few mouthfuls of each delicacy, and he was full after dozens of them. Moreover, the wine was not exhausted. Everyone in the officialdom was a talented person. He spoke well and interestingly. He would probably be a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

No pressure.

After they had finished drinking and eating, all the officials made eye contact and said that it was a beautiful thing to visit the West Lake at night. Zhu Biao naturally would not object to this. The group of people left Fengle Tower. For some reason, the people on the shore of the West Lake were dressed in brocade clothes.

Young men in gorgeous clothes and graceful and graceful beauties all gathered together.

After Zhu Biao walked out, everyone came forward to salute. The young men were either elegant and refined, or arrogant and talented, each with their own characteristics. The ladies were either graceful or bold and bright, which all made Zhu Biao's eyes shine.

Unconsciously, a large group of people gathered together. Zhu Biao was a little intoxicated. He felt as if he was in a prosperous age. There were no coastal pirates, no Mongolia in the north, no poverty in the Central Plains, no struggles in the court, and no attacks from foreign vassals.

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