"That...... Shen An, forget it. ”

Some people are worried that Shen An will dig a pit for himself.

The man also figured it out and said, "Yes, I'll go around tomorrow, as long as I give up my strength, I won't starve to death." ”

Shen An put down the towel, got up and said, "I like to ponder food, why don't you try it?" ”

He didn't have any desire to help the man, so he was ready to leave it alone.

The man only felt that there was no hope in life so far, so he said: "There are still three chickens in the house......"

"That's enough."

Shen An said, "You bring the chicken to me tomorrow morning." ”

……

Shen An still set up a stall to sell pot stickers after that, but the man who made steamed chicken was missing from the night market.

Everyone thought he had changed careers.

It wasn't until five days later that the man returned with his load.

The merchants in the night market are secretly sighing.

The man set the stove, put the steamer on the rack, and began to steam the chicken.

It's still the same old thing.

The night market is bustling again.

Guoguo is still practicing calligraphy.

Flowey was still napping.

Shen An is still making potstickers.

The boy is here again, and he's lined up to buy potstickers today.

The young man looked like he was only about ten years old, and he was followed by a man with a nervous face, queuing up with a straight face.

"Five."

Shen An looked up and saw that this young man was a little familiar, so he frowned and said, "But there are adults coming?" ”

The young man said dissatisfiedly: "You care about me!" ”

Nima!

Shen An slapped him on the top of his head and scolded: "Is it easy for Daddy to raise you?" There are so many people in the night market, what if someone gets you away? ”

The teenager was dumbfounded.

The man behind him was dumbfounded.

Shen An was furious when he saw it, and said, "The potstickers have been sent to you, hurry up and go home." ”

He rudely wrapped the potstickers, then stuffed them into the boy's arms, and shouted, "Get out of here!" ”

The young man turned around, and the man escorted him out of the crowd.

"Ahh

The hot potstickers were only at this moment, and the young man quickly took out the oiled paper bag from his arms, and then wanted to throw it on the ground.

"Forget it, eat and see, if it's not delicious, I'll turn around and open his stall...... It's not good, his sister looks good, forget it. ”

He didn't know the danger of this sentence, if Shen An heard it, he promised to smile very kindly, and then he would clean up his regrets.

The two walked out for a while, and the man suddenly sniffed and said, "Xiao Langjun, it's so fragrant." ”

The boy also smelled it, but he was intoxicated by the delicious taste of the potstickers.

"It smells so good!"

Most of the tourists in the night market come to find delicious food, and there is a lot of gluttony.

Everyone went to look for taste, and they saw a stall with a pot on it, and a steamer on it.

"What's that? Hurry up and take it out. ”

Foodies who have been accumulating for years can't wait to taste it.

Someone recognized the man and exclaimed, "Didn't you do it?" ”

The man said with some embarrassment: "It was the recipe given by Shen An." ”

He unveiled the steamer and took out the chickens one by one.

"This chicken is called Guifei chicken, it has a strong fragrance and is good for the body."

The glutton's nose was like a wolf smelling its prey, and it twitched incessantly.

"Hurry up and get it."

"A ......"

"Don't talk about money, vulgar!"

The glutton took his first bite on the chicken wing, then closed his eyes.

"It smells of alcohol...... Stewed chicken with wine? And chestnuts...... And ......"

The glutton opened his eyes, grabbed the man's chest, and asked, "Who made it?" ”

The man subconsciously said, "Shen An." ”

The glutton dropped a handful of copper coins, and then ran away with a chicken.

So delicious?

"I want one!"

In an instant, the stall was flooded.

The glutton ran to Shen An's stall, but was stopped by the people in line.

"Don't cut in line, or you'll get out!"

He was nibbling on a chicken with him, ready to try the potstickers raw.

Potstickers are a popular food in Bianliang recently, but most people are not interested.

Naturally, the glutton was not interested, but for the sake of this delicious steamed chicken noodle, he decided to give it a try.

"It's gone!"

Shen An lifted the bag and shook it, and some flour flew over with the wind.

He quickly packed up his things, then picked up his load and ran.

The stall of steamed chicken over there was already full, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was surrounded by water.

Shen An never thought that it would be such a grand occasion, how dare he stop when he saw this.

"Shen An......"

"Where is Shen An?"

"Where is Shen An......

Shen An has already run away.

Why are people so frightened these days?

Shen An felt that he was really wronged.

Isn't it just a steamed chicken from my hometown, why are you so crazy!

He forgot that the steamed chicken was an innovative dish of later generations, and only felt that he had made a dish casually, which could be regarded as a reward for the friendship of running with him that night.

Unexpectedly, it caused a riot.

He turned around and took a look, and saw that there were more than ten people chasing behind him, so he said angrily: "That's all I have!" ”

"Can you help?"

Shen An glanced at where the voice came from, and when he saw that it was the young man, he roared angrily: "Hurry up and go home!" ”

He fled with his burden on his shoulders, but the night market behind him could no longer be calm.

More than a dozen of the man's chickens were snapped up, and he stood there in a daze with tears in his eyes, his feet full of chicken bones.

"Ange ......"

……

Zhao Zhen felt that he was hungry again, but he knew that once he got used to eating supper, those in charge would be able to regard this as a source of wealth, and there would be an extra expense in the palace every year.

"Official, official......"

Recently, the courtiers in the court have been suggesting that Zhao Zhen hurry up to adopt a child, which makes Zhao Zhen very disgusted and dissatisfied, but he can't refute it, so he is very depressed.

The eunuch is the closest person to the emperor, and he naturally senses his emotions, so the eunuchs in the palace have been consciously looking for something happy to tell them recently.

Zhao Zhen said listlessly: "What's the matter?" ”

Chen Zhongheng, the personal eunuch beside him, stumbled in and said excitedly: "Official, there is a new delicacy in the Zhouqiao Night Market. ”

Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up, and then he felt that something was wrong, so he said with a straight face: "What kind of food?" ”

Chen Zhongheng turned around with a smile on his face, and then clapped his hands.

A palace maid came in with a food box.

Chen Zhongheng said proudly: "The official, the minister got the news and asked people to line up, and finally grabbed a chicken, the official, the minister tasted it." ”

Of course, the emperor's food has to be tested for poison, and Chen Zhongheng obviously has Zhao Zhen's trust.

Zhao Zhen coughed dryly, and then someone sent chopsticks, and he sandwiched a little bit of meat from the chicken ribs.

"Hmm...... Sweet, fragrant and delicious...... Oh...... And wine...... It's delicious! ”

Chen Zhongheng saw that he liked it, so he said happily: "Official, this chicken was made by the hawker who beat the Liao envoy that day......"

Zhao Zhen was eating chicken, and said casually: "I know, I don't want to know, don't say it, so that tomorrow the ministers in the court will talk about me again." ”

Chen Zhongheng said angrily: "Officials, they live in a good place and eat good food, but they are staring at you deadly, this is unfair." ”

Zhao Zhen clipped his chicken wings and said with a smile: "Da Song Da Song, if I make trouble with them, how can there be any Da Song?" So what is it for me to suffer? Besides, I can still eat mutton every day, which is almost like a fairy. ”