Cheng Xiaolian snorted: "It'll be fine soon, let's see if the pork rib soup over there is stewed?" ”

"It's been good for a long time, I smell the smell of meat."

"Bring it and pour the soup into the copper pot, and then light the fire under the copper pot." Thanks to Yang Youcai and his means, there was no pot to heat while eating at this time, because people didn't eat hot pot at all. But at night, there are often people carrying burdens to walk the streets and alleys to sell some snacks, and there is a small pot that can be heated at any time, which can be regarded as allowing Yang Youcai to reluctantly meet Cheng Xiaolian's requirements, and then the four of them will surround a stone table, and there is a charcoal fire burning underneath, which makes Yang Youcai, who is sitting at the downwind, look gray.

Cheng Xiaolian laughed: "Next time, tell the Nanzhen Mansion Department to design a copper pot that can be heated, otherwise if you eat hot pot, Lord Yang will probably only eat charcoal ash." ”

The pork rib soup was poured into the pot, and the fried base was also poured in, and then the pot was bubbling and bubbling, and Cheng Xiaolian laughed: "Put the meat slices." ”

Yang Youcai scratched his head: "This seems to be a way of eating that the northerners learned from the Mongolians, right?" ”

Cheng Xiaolian laughed: "Don't you know if you taste it?" He was not polite, reached out with chopsticks and picked up a piece of cooked meat, dipped it in garlic and sesame oil, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and immediately choked aside: "It's unpalatable." He used to eat Sichuan hot pot in the store, but now he paints a cat and a tiger, but he can't draw a tiger into an anti-dog, and he feels greasy and greasy in one bite, thinking that maybe it's too much butter.

Yang Youcai laughed: "Fortunately, this large plate of meat was not put into the pot, Your Highness, it seems that you don't have the talent to be a cook." Saying that, he grabbed a pair of chopsticks: "I'll try His Highness's craftsmanship and see how bad it is." As he spoke, he dipped the meat in the garlic paste and put it in his mouth, and the aroma of the chili pepper and the aroma of the meat matched so that he almost bit off his tongue: "Your Highness, you deliberately lied to me about it, such a delicious thing, you still say that it is unpalatable." ”

Mao Ruoling and Xiao Qi were stunned: "Hey, do you two have any truth?" How do we two eat? ”

"Just learn from me to eat like this, I tell you, Your Highness's ability is not small, and I have only now that Our Highness can do anything except give birth to children."

Mao Ruoling and Xiao Qi both blushed, Yang Youcai laughed, skipped this section, Cheng Xiaolian watched them feast, and said in his heart The ancients are really pitiful, if they have eaten Chongqing hot pot, will they think I have wasted things? But after thinking about it, he denied this idea, and later generations are all gutter oil, chemical additives, which is as authentic as he is, except that he is too tired and has no other shortcomings.

Looking at Yang Youcai's piece after piece of meat, Cheng Xiaolian reminded on the side: "Hey, hey, don't eat, if you eat again, you'll get fat again, next time you won't even be able to climb the wall, you'll be ashamed of the commander of the Jinyi Guard." ”

Yang Youcai didn't care to raise his head at all: "Your Highness, although rest assured, I will have the strength to climb over the wall if I eat too much." ”

Cheng Xiaolian was helpless, Mao Ruoling and Xiaoqi also ate a lot unusually, in short, except for Cheng Xiaolian, everyone was very happy with this meal.

When Mao Ruoling left in the evening, she also said that she had the opportunity to eat hot pot again, and the name hot pot was good and very vivid.

Cheng Xiaolian scratched his head and said in his heart: "It's all the wisdom of future generations, I'm just learning from it." ”

Early the next morning, before Cheng Xiaolian had breakfast, Yang Youcai walked in: "Your Highness, Han Sanshi's father and son are coming to you." ”

Cheng Xiaolian thought for a while: "By the way, I forgot about them after doing something yesterday, did we get those silks back?" ”

"It's all back."

Han Sanshi's father and son came close with a bitter face, and immediately knelt down for Cheng Xiaolian: "Your Highness, please save my son." "He heard someone else call His Royal Highness Cheng Xiaolian yesterday, and he also knew that this was not a senior official of Jinyiwei, but His Royal Highness of the Ming Dynasty.

Cheng Xiaolian looked puzzled: "Who wants to harm him?" ”

"The academy heard the news of his gambling money and refused to let him enroll, if it spread, my son would have to farm at home for the rest of his life."

Cheng Xiaolian glanced at Yang Youcai: "What's the matter?" ”

"Yesterday's incident spread in Chengdu City, and Mr. Gu also heard about his gambling on silver that caused his family to be threatened by gangsters, so he said that he had a bad character, and if he had the opportunity to become an official, he didn't know how many people he would hurt, so he said that he would not accept him. Moreover, Mr. Gu is almost one of the literary circles, and this reputation has spread, and it is estimated that no one wants to be his mentor. ”

Han Sanshi kowtowed hard, and Yang Youcai hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up: "Something to say slowly, if you break yourself, you won't be able to solve the problem, right?" What's more, there are 360 lines in the world, and the line is the champion, and it does not necessarily have to be the path of a scholar. ”

"This adult, everyone says, learn to become a martial artist, buy it with the emperor's family. Everything is inferior, but reading is high. Don't coax the old man, is my son really unable to read? ”

Cheng Xiaolian glanced at him: "If I come forward to intercede, Mr. Gu may give me this face, but your son may also be difficult to stay in the academy, after all, Mr. Gu is preconceived, and it is impossible to have a good impression in the future, there is an elder by my side, who is specifically responsible for the internal affairs of Chengdu City, for the sake of you helping me this time, I can arrange where he can study, but whether he learns or not depends on your son's own talent." ”

"The grass people thanked His Highness, and in the next life, they will be cattle and horses to repay His Highness."

The young man next to him just knelt with his father and didn't say a word, Cheng Xiaolian coughed: "What's your name?" ”

"Han Yue."

"In the future, follow that gentleman to learn things hard, and don't get contaminated with bad habits, otherwise I won't be able to tolerate you here."

Han Sanshi hurriedly responded: "Your Highness, don't worry, if he dares to gamble a penny, I will personally break his leg." ”

Cheng Xiaolian laughed: "It's not so serious, young people make mistakes sometimes, and knowing their mistakes can improve a lot." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and helped the two of them up: "Don't kneel, I'll solve everything for you, let's have a light meal in the house." ”

"No, a few people in my village are still waiting outside for news, and I will rush back to the village with them after I explain a few things, and there is still a lot of work in the village."

Cheng Xiaolian glanced at Han Yue, only to see that he was only twenty years old, his neck was slightly raised, and he still had a sense of arrogance, but a trace of pain often flashed in his eyes, as if he had been calculated to be a stain on his life.

"I'm a few years younger than you, but there is a sentence I still want to make clear to you, there are many things that a man has to protect, but there is no thing called face here, if you want to get ahead, you need to face up to the mistakes you have made, a person who doesn't even dare to admit the mistakes he has made, what ability can he do other things?"

(End of chapter)