Chapter 574 I’ll make the right soup to fulfill His Majesty’s dedication to eating peppercorn and tofu croaker (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi was stunned for a moment. Four people, that is to say, the peppercorn tofu fish that he had just sent here was all stained by the rain and dew of Mother Dute, right...
Li Shimin picked up a square towel and wiped the soup stained on his beard, waved to Cheng Chubi and smiled.
"Xian Nephew Chu Bi, your cooking skills have really improved. Your pepper and tofu croaker is really good."
Cheng Chubi forced a smile and saluted His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who unceremoniously grabbed his dining table.
"As long as uncle likes it, if you like it, just eat more."
Cheng Chubi said polite words and glanced around the pavilion unceremoniously.
I can't afford to offend the three generations of the Tang Dynasty royal family, but... Yu Zhining, Prince Zhan Shi... Damn it!
Cheng Chubi saw it, and he saw Yu Zhining deliberately coughing several times over the pot of pepper and tofu croaker.
Then he raised his head and gave himself a thoughtful and humble smile.
"General Cheng is really good at his craftsmanship. Although it is a bit numb, it is really a rare delicacy..."
Cheng Chubi felt bad all over, and looked at Yu Zhining, a sinister scholar, with a dark face. Ah, your sister! I've worked for nothing today, right?
Li Shimin almost burst into laughter when he saw Cheng Chubi's bulging eyes and extremely angry look.
But when I think about my arrival and taking over this boy's position, it seems a little inappropriate.
However, this peppercorn tofu fish is really delicious. Not only one pot, but two pots, Li Shimin is confident that he can eat it. In this case, he simply pretends to be deaf and dumb.
Li Chengqian over there felt a little embarrassed, and politely pursed his numb lips before speaking.
"Ning Zhong, hurry up and wait for Cheng Qing to take his seat, and ask them to pass the meal to Brother Chu Bi."
Cheng Chubi let out a melancholy sigh and squeezed out a smile that was three parts cool, one part self-deprecating and two parts dejected.
"...There's no need for that. I'd better resign first."
"Hey, why is this?" Li Yuan couldn't help but asked curiously.
"If Wei Chen doesn't go back quickly, I'm afraid the remaining pepper and tofu fish over there will be eaten by my three disciples."
Before Cheng Chubi finished speaking, he had already rushed outside quickly.
Hearing Cheng Chubi's extremely angry explanation, and the figure who seemed to be leaving in a hurry.
Li Chengqian choked on a piece of Sichuan peppercorns that went into his nostrils, numbing him so much that he almost burst into tears.
Li Yuan laughed loudly, falling forward and backward with laughter. His own son Li Shimin was not much better.
Hearing the undisguised laughter coming from the pavilion, Cheng Chubi felt evil in his heart and his face became even more angry and corrupt.
It's so unlucky for me, why can't I time travel to the Sui Dynasty?
If I had time traveled earlier, I might have been able to help Yang Guang and clean up the shabby things like your old Li family.
How can I think that I am so angry and dare not speak out now, alas... Sometimes, the turning point of fate may be at that critical moment.
Maybe it was when the big truck hit me, or maybe I determined the time of crossing based on the location of the collision.
If at that time, I had not taken an evasive stance, but just like Ruth and Jack, I had followed the inertia and directly had close contact with the big guy.
Maybe if he time travels 0.5 seconds earlier, he can time travel 20 to 30 years earlier.
Of course, it is better to leave such scientific research topics on time and space travel to future generations.
Now that I have traveled to the Tang Dynasty, I must honestly follow the trend of the times and have the courage to sacrifice myself for the development and prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.
There needs to be another kind, Laozi Qiatang, to fulfill His Majesty’s dedication to eating peppercorn and tofu croaker.
Cheng Chubi, who was thinking a lot in his mind, rushed back to his small courtyard.
They saw that Cheng Fa and Cheng Da, as well as Deng Chengxin, had eaten so much that they were about to bury their heads in the basin.
Cheng Da, who still had bean curd and oil stains on the corners of his mouth, looked at Cheng Chubi who appeared at the entrance of the courtyard in confusion.
After subconsciously taking a nap, I asked the question in my heart.
"Eh? Master, why are you back..."
"You...do you need to eat so fast?" Cheng Chubi walked up to him with a dark face, pushing away the two bastards who were eating so much that their mouths were full of oil.
Seeing that there were only sparse bean sprouts floating in the oil soup in the basin, Cheng Chubi really wanted to kick the copper basin with his toe and fly it into the sky.
"...Sir, you haven't eaten, have you?"
Deng Chengxin, a clever little guy, saw Cheng Chubi's devastated mood, staring blankly at the empty basin with a dark face, and asked cautiously.
"Nonsense!" Cheng Chubi glanced around and saw the big pot cooking peppercorn and tofu croaker over there, and hurried over.
"..." Cheng Chubi took a deep breath. "Cheng Fa, cook me a bowl of soup cakes. The portion must be enough."
Cheng Fa quickly wiped his mouth and went to give Cheng Chubi a large bowl of soup cakes. Cheng Chubi filtered out the soup from the bowl of soup cakes and poured it into the pot.
Although you can’t eat peppercorn and bean curd fish, it’s still good to have a bowl of peppercorn and tofu curd fish noodles with a thick soup.
It is much better than sitting there drooling and complaining about others. Although there are not many beancurds in the bottom of the pot, and there is not much fish, the soup is rich and fragrant.
When Cheng Chubi finished his large bowl of soup cakes, he took a sip without feeling satisfied and felt secretly angry.
Well, tomorrow, tomorrow I will bring back all seven or eight grass carp, and I must eat enough.
Even if you eat one and throw one away, it is much better than a hard day like today, where you can only drink some soup.
Cheng Chubi then put down the bowl and saw Li Shimin walking towards this side with his beer belly clearly stretched out and his face glowing red.
Behind him, followed Zhao Kun, a hairy-faced guard with a loyal and brave look.
"My nephew has met my uncle." Cheng Chubi put down his bowl and chopsticks and bowed respectfully to Li Shimin.
Of course, in his heart, Cheng Chubi was more willing to give him two strong middle fingers.
"Well, nephew, the fish you cooked today is indeed quite good. Even I couldn't help but feel a little full after eating it."
Li Shimin walked up with his beer belly and looked at the empty bowl in front of Cheng Chubi.
A hint of guilt could not help but flash in his eyes, but of course more of it was a feeling of joy in others' misfortune.
Cheng Chubi could feel the joy and joy in the eyes of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
"Come, take a walk with me. How do you feel about staying here in Lishan during this period?"
Cheng Chubi was actually following the emperor. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but hesitate.
I told His Majesty that I felt that the environment and atmosphere for playing cards here lacked popularity.
Unlike in the Imperial Medical Office, if you get hungry after playing cards, you can go out for a walk and then return to the office with a full meal to continue the afternoon card game.
But here, when you get hungry while playing cards and don’t want to make food, you have to drink cold drinks to satisfy your hunger.