Zhang Yan no longer has a rigid need for food, but is more interested in satisfying his appetite.
When he was in Langyuan City, Zhang Yan often wandered around the city, buying and tasting delicious food when he saw it. Later, he stopped working after having errands at the Jiangwu Academy and the Miscellaneous Academy. In addition, the plum blossoms at home
My sister is very good at cooking, and she often learns new dishes from her friend who used to be a chef in a restaurant. Zhang Yan is also very good at eating at home.
But the banquet in the palace greatly exceeded Zhang Yan's expectations.
I thought that the food in a higher-end place would be more delicious. Wang Nian often went to the imperial dining room, and when he came back, he would talk in his sleep about "it's delicious" and "I want to eat it again." Zhang Yan was also in the emperor's study on the first day he came.
I was treated to a meal, which was simple but delicious.
But now at the big banquet, the dishes on the table are exquisite, and the dishes are arranged like paintings. But picking it up with chopsticks and putting it in your mouth is a completely different experience. You can't say it tastes bad, after all, the ingredients are there.
The chef didn't blow it off, but if you want to say it's delicious, it's really hard to say. The taste is bland, and even the seasoning salt seems to have been deliberately used less.
Is this because you are afraid that it will be so delicious that your subordinates will want to eat it all day long? So it is deliberately made like this?
In fact, Zhang Yan misunderstood. State banquets are no different from ordinary meals. There are fixed rules. There are regulations for dishes, tastes, and even tableware. Unless there are special circumstances, future generations of the royal family are not allowed to change them at will. Even
The chefs who cook for state banquets are not the same group of chefs who serve the various palaces on weekdays.
Therefore, the taste of the state banquet is weird. It can only be said that the taste of the late emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom who set the rules for this banquet is really weak to the extreme.
However, although the chefs are not the same group of people, the eunuchs and maids who can serve in the imperial kitchen will not change.
"Hey! Little steamed buns! Little steamed buns!"
Just like that, Zhang Yan was still sighing that the original flavor of the "Emerald Shrimp" in the bowl was actually pretty good. Wang Nian, who had been sitting beside him and was bored, suddenly jumped up from his seat and shouted loudly.
He shouted to a little palace maid who was holding a plate not far away.
Little Mantou? Zhang Yan immediately remembered that Wang Nian had caused trouble in the palace before and caused trouble to the prince. The prince was so scared that he pissed himself and burned a side palace. It seemed that the reason was to help a palace maid named Little Mantou. Now he saw the real owner.
Already?
Zhang Yan turned his head and saw that Wang Nian beside him had already trotted towards the palace maid.
"Little steamed bun, it's me, your brother Shitou!"
"Shi, Brother Shitou. I, I have to work, I, I have to leave first." Little Mantou was so frightened that his face turned pale. They had been personally warned by the head of the imperial kitchen before, and there was nothing wrong with delivering the food.
You can't go out, you can't say a word, you can go in and out quickly, and you are never allowed to procrastinate during the table, which will affect the appetite of the nobles at the table.
Especially not long ago, Little Mantou was beaten, and Yang Rui and Wang Nian made a big fuss in the palace. In fact, Little Mantou was in the most difficult situation. If Yang Rui hadn't been reminded by the guards around him, and then took the initiative to find the person in charge of the imperial kitchen to take care of him personally,
The little steamed buns have to peel off their skin even if they are beaten to death.
As a servant, because you have injured the prince, no matter whether you are wronged or not, you will be punished. This is a common practice. Of course, after Yang Rui came forward, with his status in the royal family at this time, Xiaomantou was able to
Spared.
At this banquet, Xiao Mantou didn't expect that Wang Nian was there and was stopped. He was worried that he would be punished if he went back, and he was also worried that Wang Nian would get into trouble again. He replied to Wang Nian and wanted to hurry up.
leave.
"Little steamed bun, where are you going? Let me help you. I can also carry the plate." Wang Nian was bored, and the food on the table was not to his liking. How could he be willing to meet a playmate after all?
Little Steamed Bun turned his head and glanced at Wang Nian timidly. He really didn't dare to stay any longer and could only let Wang Nian follow behind him.
This scene made many people laugh, but they all laughed moderately, and the scene was not suitable for making a joke about Zhang Yan. Even Emperor Yang Sheng just smiled and did not feel dissatisfied with Wang Nian's behavior of leaving the table midway.
Of course, many people quietly cast disdainful glances at Zhang Yan in the banquet. He was so rude during the palace banquet, but Zhang Yan turned a blind eye. He secretly said that after all, low-class people are low-class people, no matter how capable they are, they will change.
Not to mention the vulgar nature.
However, no matter whether it was for fun or contempt, no one said anything to his face. The emperor acquiesced, so he needed others to interfere?
Then I saw Wang Nian carrying a plate and following a little palace maid through the banquet from time to time.
Not long after the last dish was served, Wang Nian insisted on dragging Little Mantou, who had finished his work, to the table where Zhang Yan was, saying that he wanted to introduce his brother and teacher to Little Mantou.
At other times and on other occasions, Xiao Mantou might have followed Wang Nian over to greet Zhang Yan. But now she clearly saw that the emperor was sitting at the table that Wang Nian pointed to! Over there
How dare you go there, little mantou? It’s like you want something in your head, but you just can’t go.
The two children froze in the hall. A pair of eyes looked over. It didn't matter if the king crushed them, and they weren't afraid, but the little mantou was so scared that he almost cried.
"Haha, come here."
The only person who could take the initiative to speak in the hall was Emperor Yang Sheng. He liked Wang Nian's monkey-like temperament very much, and he was Zhang Yan's student and brother-in-law, so he was especially kind. When he saw the two children getting into trouble,
, his curiosity was aroused, and he asked Xiao Mantou and Wang Nian to go there together.
This frightened the little steamed bun so much that he didn't dare to move. A eunuch on the side quickly came over to remind him, and the little steamed bun followed Wang Nian in a panic to the front table.
After seeing the gift, the emperor smiled and asked Wang Nian a few words, such as "How do you know the little maid in my palace?" Later, he remembered that the side hall of his palace was burned down, so he smiled and said, "So you beat me just for her."
He killed several members of the royal family and burned down my palace?"
Wang Nian was laughing and having no stage fright during the whole process, while Xiao Mantou was kneeling on the ground without daring to lift himself up, and his body was even trembling slightly. How could she dare to be as wanton as Wang Nian when she was like duckweed? At such a young age, she was already
Now I understand the principle of living in an ignoble way.
Suddenly, Zhang Yan spoke, smiled and said warmly to the little steamed bun kneeling on the ground: "Little girl, raise your head and tell me your name?"
Perhaps because of Zhang Yan's gentle voice, or because he didn't dare to disobey anyone present, Little Mantou carefully raised his head and looked at Zhang Yan. Seeing a face with a friendly smile, Little Mantou felt inexplicably relaxed.
, seems less nervous.
"To my lord, my name is Liu Rui."
"Brother, Liu Rui is my friend. Her nickname is Xiaomantou. I named her..."
Zhang Yan glared and stared back at Wang Nian's last words. Then he smiled again and looked at the little girl who was still kneeling.
This girl is one or two years younger than Wang Nian, and should be about the same age as Yang Rui. She is pretty and a little thin.
"Liu Rui, I have something here, can you help me get it for a while?"
Zhang Yan took out a regular hexahedron the size of a walnut from his arms, which was exactly the talent ruler. It was just much smaller than the one he first practiced. Now that he was carrying it with him, he would not be afraid of uncertainty when encountering an opportunity.
It's easy to miss.
Liu Rui didn't dare to say no, so Wang Nian ran over and helped pass the ball, and finally the talent ruler came into Liu Rui's hands.
"Don't be afraid. Close your eyes and don't think about anything. Just count in your mind."
"I, I can't count."
"Then Wang Nian will help you count, okay?"
"okay!"
Before fifteen could be counted, the talent ruler suddenly lit up with a dazzling brilliance, which made Zhang Yan's heart skip a beat.