Just when Feiqian Pingyang was busy, a sumptuous banquet was being held in Jinyang, Taiyuan, in the gorgeous Wang Mansion.

In the Han Dynasty, even if it was recounted from Liu Xiu's time, it had been stable for nearly two hundred years, so the food of the scholars in various places was naturally more detailed and cumbersome than in the pre-Qin period.

The Taiyuan Wang clan is basically the controller of the entire Taiyuan, and the other small Shi clans in Taiyuan are more or less related to the Taiyuan Wang clan by marriage or protégé......

It can be said that the entire Taiyuan Shi clan is like a spider web woven together, and in the middle of the spider web is the Wang family of Taiyuan.

The guest of honor at the banquet was naturally Yang Zhan, the assassin of the state.

Although the Wang family is a family banquet, the specifications are similar to those of the princes, and the musicians in the hall play the piano music slowly, and there are four teams of dancing girls dancing in the middle of the hall.

Most of the etiquette in the Han Dynasty was particular about numbers, for example, in the banquet, the Son of Heaven could use eight flavors, the princes could use six flavors, and the doctor could only get four flavors, but in fact, there were many times when there were policies and countermeasures......

Isn't it only four dishes?

So as long as there are always four dishes on the table......

Wang Jing, Zidu, Wang Yun's second son, has a good demeanor and a dignified appearance, and is more handsome than his father Wang Yun, but he has a little feminine air or two.

Wang Jing smiled, patted his palms lightly, and then confronted Yang Zan and said, "This 'Qiang Boil' is specially prepared by Yang Gong. ”

Yang Zan laughed and said, "Zidu is prepared, it must be exquisite, and the old man has a good fortune today!" ”

Qiang boiled is shabu mutton, and roasted is roasted whole sheep. As for the spicy hot mandarin duck pot or something, the people of the Han Dynasty said that that thing couldn't be on the table, in fact, there was no sauce and spices.

However, since there are not as many dipping sauce spices as in later generations, the Han Dynasty will naturally pay attention to it elsewhere.

The waiter rushed in, and the first served was naturally Qiang boiled.

There was nothing in the golden pot used for boiling, it was just a basin made of gold, and the almost transparent soup in the basin had been boiled, bubbling with small bubbles, and then it was set on the small red clay stove next to the table.

The mutton used for shabu shabu has been cut into thin slices long ago, and is spread out on the black stone slab one by one, with bright red flesh and fine white fat lines, like red flowers blooming on the stone slab.

Of course, trivial matters like shabu-shabu naturally don't need to be done by Yang Zan himself, as long as a look is indicated, Mei Ji on the side will naturally gently pick it up with a jade chopstick, and then put it into the boiling soup, accompanied by a gentle shake of the soft wattle a few times, the color of the thin slices of meat faded slightly from bright red, and then it was clamped into a small dish and sent to Yang Zhan's lips.

Yang Zan lowered his head slightly and opened his mouth, then ate the sliced meat into his mouth, closed his eyes slightly and chewed one or two, and couldn't help but praise: "There is really only one word to speak of, 'fresh'!" Sheep are good, fish are better! ”

Wang Jinghan nodded with a smile and said, "It is worthy of Yang Gong, and he is in a word." "The food carefully prepared by the host is naturally for the diners to know how to eat, otherwise wouldn't it be a big sight for the cow to chew peonies?

"This soup is boiled with Yumen red scales and golden tails, and after the color is thick and white, use the chicken to throw it into it, remove its fishiness, and you can get this clear soup." Wang Jing said lightly.

Wang Jing said it easily, but in fact it is not easy.

The red scale and golden tail refer to the famous Yellow River carp.

Yellow River carp, there has always been Luo carp bream, as expensive as cattle and sheep, to eat fish on the top of the product, and in which the red scale and golden tail are the best, ordinary people seek a tail is difficult, and this pot of soup is to completely abandon the fish and meat, only for the soup, it can be seen that the luxury of the Wang family's food.

After eating the Qiang boil, it is naturally a barbecue.

Yang Zan smelled the aroma of tea sandwiched in the fragrance of mutton, which was intertwined with the aroma of mutton, which just removed the slight smell of mutton, and did not cover up the original aroma of mutton......

"Zidu, could it be that this sheep is burned with tea?" Yang Zan was still quite surprised, this was the first time he had encountered this way of eating.

Wang Jingfu applauded: "Yang Gong is really an expert!" ”

In the Han Dynasty, when the price of tea bricks was ordinary, even if it was ordinary, it would cost thousands, and if the quality was better, it would cost more than 10,000 yuan, and the use of tea bricks as fuel to roast whole sheep was also quite a kind of behavior of local tyrants.

Naturally, Mei Ji, who was serving on the side, took a small silver knife and cut the mutton and served it.

Yang Zan was eating, but he suddenly had a vague idea in his heart, so he stroked his beard and asked Wang Jingdao: "I don't know if this dish is placed by Zidu, or ......."

Wang Jing arched his hand in the direction of the back hall with a smile, expressed respect, and said: "This is a special order from the ancestor of the family when he heard that Yang Gong wanted to come. ”

The old man of the Wang family is not in very good health, this Yang Zan naturally knows, and for Yang Zan , Wang Yun is the Situ of the dynasty, naturally Yang Zan himself cannot take the name of the history of the state to the Wang family to be powerful, and it is quite okay to be entertained by Wang Yun's son......

However, Old Man Wang specially asked Wang Jing to prepare these two dishes, just to entertain himself? Yang Zan felt that the old man of the Wang family was definitely not ordered for pure fun.

Yumen's Fish ......

Tea-scorched Sheep ......

The fish of Yumen dispels the fishy smell, and the sheep that is roasted in the tea covers up the smell, and these two dishes are passed from the Hu people......

Mrs. Wang, what do you want to express?

Does it mean that in this northern land, if you want to eat well, you must know how to adjust the fishy qi, that is, how to get along with the Hu people?

Yang Zan lowered his eyes slightly, pondering, this may be one of the meanings.

Fishy, fishy...... Laborious...... Yumen, Yang Zan strung a few words in his heart, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that Xin had written a book that mentioned Yumen, and understood, but what does this mean me, or Feiqian, or both?

Tea, Tu also, and Tu Tu, Tu also, slaughter the sheep and burn it with tea......

Well, what does that mean to get me back to the party? And then guard the flock for the Wang family in Taiyuan?

Hum!

But......

Yang Zan pondered for a moment, and then said tentatively: "Zidu, the prince is kind, Zan has a sense of five things, but Zan has no feng shui potential, and no grass and trees to help, it is really difficult to do it." ”

When Wang Jing heard Yang Zhan's words, his eyes flickered a few times, and then he said: "Yang Gong, you need to know that you don't have to worry about food!" ”

Well, since that's all said......

Yang Zan narrowed his eyes, nodded, and said with a smile: "So, it's rude!" Hahaha...... As the son said! ”