Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Wind of Luxury
The next day, when Zheng Sheng was having breakfast, a young man with a graceful demeanor and a face full of surprise rushed in, "Little Brother Sheng, you are here!" ”
Zheng Sheng was chewing meat in his mouth, and he didn't have time to speak. The people who came kept talking: "Little brother Sheng, you arrived yesterday, why don't you go to me?" You don't know, I ...... with you yesterday."
The king said to Balabala, and Zheng Sheng wanted to cry without tears.
Wang Xiang finally stopped and began to eat.
When he got up early this morning, he heard Liu Yang say that Zheng Sheng had come, so Wang Xiang came directly to Zuixiangju and didn't even eat.
Zheng Sheng watched Wang Xiang eat cautiously, and sighed: Fortunately, he is not an immortal, he can skip eating, Wang Xiang can still be quiet, that is, when eating.
Of course, Zheng Sheng wouldn't remind him that he was going to a banquet later, and he had to keep his stomach to eat someone else's. He didn't want his ears to suffer.
"Brother Sheng, your family's meals are always different from others." Wang Xiang ate the large piece of meat in the bowl and the steamed bun in his hand, "The steamed steamed bun from this wheat noodle is paired with this pork meat, and it is very ...... Atmospheric! ”
Zheng Sheng pinched the steamed buns, feeling that there was still a difference between the flour of the stone mill he exchanged two years ago and the flour of the stone mill imitated by Zheng Wen.
Zheng Sheng has eaten rice or millet in Shunyang in recent years, and pasta is rare.
First, wheat is produced in the north and is less planted in Shunyang. The second is that the flour ground by the previous stone mill is like soy milk, which is a little rough and unpalatable. The upper class did not eat much pasta unless they took a lot of effort to grind the flour more finely.
By chance, when Zheng Sheng stopped at Zheng's foot station, he saw the soup cake of the noodle dish, that is, the noodles.
Zheng Sheng tasted it and felt very bad, and then he exchanged it for a small stone mill and got new flour.
He also found the process of fermenting yeast that has now been invented to make steamed bread, and then Xiao Xiaozi and other chefs made dumplings, steamed buns, oil cakes and other pasta.
Rice and noodles are the most authentic staple foods in China!
Zheng Sheng was afraid that Wang Xiang would keep talking, so he urged him to eat.
Wang Xiang, who was finally supported, sat on the chair and snorted, "Little Brother Sheng, I don't eat anymore, I've already eaten too much." ”
Zheng Sheng seemed to see a new way of thinking about dealing with Wang Xiang. However, Wang Xiang ate most of his breakfast. He could only go to the feast half hungry.
Zheng Sheng walked into Qing Meiju, which he came to yesterday, and the appearance of this place has completely changed - the individual customers are gone, Liu Yang is really wealthy, and he directly chartered Qing Meiju!
Liu Yang was a tall and handsome young man in his twenties, he looked at Wang Xiang and Zheng Sheng coming hand in hand, and smiled happily, "Zheng Shizi, I have admired the name for a long time. ”
"Hello Brother Liu. I've admired my name for a long time! Zheng Sheng arched his hand.
Liu Yang's face froze, and he smiled and said, "Please sit down in peace, the banquet has not yet begun." ”
Zheng Sheng and Wang Xiang, under the guidance of the servants, arrived at an elegant hall with a lot of space.
Zheng Sheng looked around and found that there were more than a dozen independent small tables in a large circle, and behind the small tables were cushions.
Zheng Sheng sat on the soft brocade cushion and looked at the small table in front of him, a small stove that was burning softly, and a pot of wine was warm on it.
Zheng Sheng remembers very well that when he came to Qingmeiju yesterday, he and Guo Zhubo sat on a chair. Why is it back to mats now? Do these people think this sitting posture is more stylish?
Wang Xiangji sat down in the seat next to him and continued to digest the food.
Zheng Sheng observed the other seats and found that many people had already come. The two of them arrived relatively late.
After a while, someone came up and talked to them. This person's name is Gu Daoyun, he is from Nanxiang, and Zheng Sheng knows him.
"Zheng Shizi, I've invited you many times, can you give me a chance next time?" Gu Daoyun joked with a smile.
Zheng Sheng nodded, "If Brother Gu is interested, I will invite you another day." ”
Gu Daoyun immediately agreed.
At this moment, someone came over again: "Are you Zheng Sheng?" ”
Zheng Sheng raised his head and looked at this tall and stern young man, he blinked, who is this?
"Brother Shi, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Sheng asked.
"You don't know me?" The young man glared at him, "My name is Tang Qi." ”
Zheng Sheng looked at him with an angry and hateful look on his face, and couldn't figure out what the situation was, Tang Qi? Who is it?
Tang Qi clenched his fists, "My name is Tang Qi, don't you know?" ”
Zheng Sheng looked at him innocently, brother, don't look at me with such eyes, as if you are a resentful woman abandoned by me.
Tang Qi saw that Zheng Sheng still couldn't recognize himself, snorted coldly, and left angrily. He walked straight out.
It happened that Liu Yang and several people came in head-on, Liu Yang looked at Tang Qi with an angry face, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother Zhengyan, what's wrong with you?" ”
Tang Qi snorted coldly: "There are people I don't want to see at this banquet, I quit!" ”
Liu Yangmeng, the one you don't want to see? Who is it?
A handsome young man beside him spoke: "Zhengyan, this is Zihui's banquet, it's not appropriate for you to leave like this." ”
Tang Qi calmed down, bowed his hand to everyone, and turned back to his seat.
Then, wave after wave of people came to Liu Yang's side to salute and greet the young man.
Zheng Sheng listened from afar, and realized that this was Shi Liang.
Wang Xiang was in a panic, Zheng Sheng was too lazy to go, and a group of people met for a long time before they sat down. And then another round of mutually touting nonsense.
Zheng Sheng felt that he was getting hungrier and hungrier, and he knew that the result of blocking Wang Xiang's mouth was that he was hungry now, and Zheng Sheng would rather endure Wang Xiang's chatter.
After waiting for a long time, Liu Yang on the main seat clapped his hands, and a row of graceful girls came up with plates of food.
Zheng Sheng's spirit was shocked, and the banquet finally started!
The girl placed a delicate, small, glittering copper bowl on Zheng Sheng's table.
Zheng Sheng looked at the bowl of green vegetables without a trace of variegated dishes in front of him, Brother Liu Yang, are you feeding everyone as a cow? And what the hell is this? It's winter, and there's still this kind of green thing?
Looking at the puzzled expressions of everyone present, Liu Yang said with a smile: "This thing is not common in Shunyang, Shi Gongzi is well-informed, he should know this thing, right?" ”
Shi Liang smiled: "Leeks and vegetables in winter grow in the indoor where the fire is lit day and night, and it is as warm as spring and summer. It's a delicious treat. ”
Everyone knows. Zheng Sheng also understood, it turned out to be a greenhouse!
"I really don't recognize this dish, though." Shi Liang was a little puzzled, "Brother Zihui, can you solve our doubts?" ”
"This is the malt of winter. My cooks sprinkle wheat seeds in early winter; After the snow, take the most tender sharp sprouts of wheat seedlings and make this malt stew. ”
Zheng Sheng's heart instantly ran past countless grass and mud horses, this Nima is showing off? Extravagant? This horse is a tyrannical thing, pinching the malt stir-fry of winter wheat? It's up to him Liu Yang to think about it!
Zheng Sheng didn't want to eat a bite, and his heart was very blocked.
Wang Xiang took a bite with great interest, feeling fragrant and delicious, soft and delicious, and glanced at Zheng Sheng, "Little Brother Sheng, why don't you eat?" ”
Zheng Sheng rolled his eyes and whispered, "Only cattle, sheep and livestock are interested in things like grass and shoots. ”
Wang Xiang heard this sentence and also put down his chopsticks.
The dishes were served one by one, and Zheng Sheng listened to Liu Yang's explanation, what kind of two-year-old little dolphin was a tender meat stew between the chest and thighs, and a two-month-old little lamb spinal cord meat pot soup, etc.
Zheng Sheng remembered a man in the Tang Dynasty who had written poems about the peasants, who seemed to love dishes made with the tongue of chickens.
Zheng Sheng couldn't imagine that Liu Yang's extravagance in this banquet was higher than Li Shen's.
However, looking at the expressions of everyone who were peaceful and enjoying themselves during the banquet, Zheng Sheng felt very sad.
Li Shen's extravagance may only be his problem. But the Jin Kingdom is now extravagant and wasteful all over the world, extravagant and extravagant!
Wang Xiang smacked his tongue on the side, and after a while, he asked, "Little brother, how much did your meal cost this morning?" ”
Zheng Sheng came back to his senses, listened to the words "30,000 yuan" around him, listened carefully, and was startled, this meal is 30,000 yuan!
Although there are a lot of people coming to this banquet, and the prices of the Western Jin Dynasty have also risen in recent years, it is too exaggerated to spend 30,000 yuan on this meal! You must know that Lord He, who has a solar eclipse of 10,000 yuan, is a top rich man, and he Liu Yang is just a local tyrant at the county and city level, 30,000 yuan for a banquet! Liu Yang is desperately trying to meet the Shi family!
"My meal?" Zheng Sheng thought for a while, "Zuixiangju soybean milk is now a meal of eighteen yuan to drink at will, and the pork and steamed buns I eat, Zuixiangju does not sell them like this." You also know that the big kitchen is doing this every day, I have seen Cai Yun's report, and it is worth about thirty or forty yuan! ”
"Thirty or forty cents?" Wang Xiang said without thinking: "Brother Sheng, I'll follow you back to Qingzhuling, your food is so good!" It's cheap and tasty. ”
Zheng Sheng hurriedly said: "Cousin, I won't go back to Qingzhuling!" It's New Year's Day soon, and I'm going to be with my mother on the estate this year! ”
"Then I'll go back to the manor too!"
“……”
At this time, more than a dozen charming dancers dressed in light veils appeared in the open space in the middle of the elegant hall.
Wang Xiang pounced over and covered Zheng Sheng's eyes, "Little Brother Sheng, you are still young, you can't look at it!" Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency! ”
Zheng Sheng took his hand away, lowered his head, what to see? He doesn't look! Nima, Lao Tzu is only four or five years old when he crosses over, and now he is only ten years old, what can he do when he sees it? He can't do anything!
A group of literati drank wine and watched the dance, and their interest became higher and higher.
Wang Xiang stared at Zheng Sheng with fierce eyes, as long as Zheng Sheng glanced at the field, he immediately began to preach.
Annoying, really annoying! Zheng Sheng glared at Wang Xiang, it seemed that his cousin had eaten now, and he had the energy to break his thoughts again.
Zheng Sheng pondered and continued to feed him.
The warm wine on the small table gurgled loudly, Zheng Sheng took a small bite of pork meat, drank warm water and wine, and persuaded Wang Xiang to continue eating: "Cousin, Brother Liu's meal cost 30,000 yuan, and your table costs thousands of dollars, you can't waste it!" ”
Wang Xiang's face was extremely entangled, "But I'm not hungry!" ”
"The master taught that you can't waste a grain of grain as a human being, it's all the blood and sweat of farmers!"
"Qiu Fuzi said this? How did I not know? ”
"How long have you been following Master Qiu, and how long have I been studying?" Zheng Sheng explained, "Also, isn't this sentence wrong? ”
"No, this sentence is a wise saying!" Wang Xiang was moved by this sentence and began to eat silently.
Zheng Sheng smiled, and the new plan to deal with Wang Xiang was going well.
After singing and dancing, everyone watched, ate and drank very happily.
But is the banquet over?
No, this is just the beginning.