Looking at Yang Huairen, who had the aura of a good person in front of him, the tongue of the Goryeo envoy was moved, "You are awesome, great, great!" ”

Yang Huairen jumped up like a cat and took a step back, slapped his hand on the head of the Goryeo envoy, "Bang, you're big, you're still spraying my shoes?" People change new shoes because they want to marry their daughter-in-law, and you spray people with saliva all over 'good, good, good'? Are you dirty?

Don't think that if you are an envoy of Goryeo, I will not dare to beat you!

Great? You're the stick, your family...... All sticks! ”

The foreign envoys ate all the puffer fish and fish chest, but the Song officials in the hall didn't even eat any slag, and the family had to look at Yang Huairen's chopping board and couldn't stop sucking the suckers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When another little eunuch brought Juntaro Inu's tuna to the foreign envoys, their reaction was not so enthusiastic.

In their opinion, the taste of tuna tartley is also delicious, but it is far from the taste of puffer fish tart.

Juntaro doesn't care about the result anymore, he just wants to know what Yang Huairen's puffer fish liver tastes like before he cuts himself, at least he can eat the freshest delicacy in the world in his understanding, and he also feels that he has no regrets.

Also as a pursuing cook, Yang Huairen can actually understand the mood of Little Dog No. 1, and he seems to have read the meaning in his gloomy eyes.

Yang Huairen returned to his desk, picked up a piece of meat the size of a soybean from the corner with a knife, and sent it to Juntaro Inu.

"Here, try this puffer fish liver tip, rest assured, it's not poisonous."

Juntaro the little dog was in a trance, first bowed down to thank him, and then respectfully removed the tip of the liver from the tip of the knife in Yang Huairen's hand, looked at it stupidly for a long time, and then carefully put it to his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked it into his mouth.

He didn't dare to chew with his teeth, but quietly waited for the tip of the puffer fish liver to be on his tongue, slowly melting by the heat in his mouth.

The puppy closed his eyes in intoxication, and the extreme umami made his mind go back to his childhood.

His hometown is on the outskirts of Kyoto, in a paddy field in early spring, his parents are happily working, and he looks at Mt. Fuji in the distance from the ridge of the field, and the cherry blossoms below the mountain are showing pink buds.

The blue sky, the white mountain tops, the cyan ridges, the pink foot of the mountains, and the tender green rice seedlings in front of him, the multiple colors are under his eyes layer by layer, and he feels that his whole person is melted by this beautiful scenery.

A song from my childhood sounded, "The cherry blossoms at the door of the house are blooming, the white butterflies are flying, and my mother took me to flutter the butterflies......"

The human sense of taste is not only to taste the taste of food, but sometimes, it can be seen, heard, and even touched......

Juntaro Koinu opened his eyes again, tears already overflowing his eyes.

He once again bowed down to Yang Huairen and thanked him, "I will follow the agreement and judge myself in front of Yang Sang." However, I have a request to ask Yang Sang to help my younger brother and make the Great Song Dynasty reconsider the matter of Song and Japanese trade.

For Yang San, the contemptible people dare not hide it, our Emperor Horikawa is now in danger, there is no money, there is no samurai loyal to him, and the result is that sooner or later he will be replaced by the Fujiwara family, please. ”

After saying that, Juntaro Koinu bent down and made a big salute.

Yang Huairen actually wanted to tell him that in his impression, the Fujiwara family did not replace Emperor Horikawa, but replaced him by his father who became a monk and was greedy for power, but in the following decades, the northern samurai class represented by Genji formed a new power group, the emperor became a puppet, and the shogunate era of the Wa Kingdom was approaching.

Although Yang Huairen does not like the character and behavior of the Japanese people in his heart, Yang Huairen admires the person of Juntaro and his loyalty to his master.

What's more, according to Yang Huairen's judgment, Juntaro the little dog may be a mixed race of Song and Japanese, otherwise he would not be so far behind his younger brother, and for the sake of his father, Lao Wang, who is also Han, he still has some good feelings for him.

"You get up, we have a saying in the Great Song Dynasty, which is called that men don't flick when they have tears, and there is also a saying that men have gold under their knees.

I personally think that this is something that is beneficial to the people of both countries, so I can only say that if I have the opportunity, I will try my best, and as for the result, you don't expect anything.

Today is the day of my wedding, the most important day of my life, I don't want to see someone die, and the blood is unlucky, so I might as well tell you a secret, and you don't cut yourself. ”

Juntaro the little dog burst into tears on the spot, and knocked his head a few times before being helped up by Yang Huairen.

Yang Huairen walked to Juntaro's table, picked up a piece of tuna belly fillet and looked at it, and then asked the ministers behind the table who were wearing several generals: "Which general brought a fire fold with him, Xiao Sheng borrowed it." ”

After speaking, an old general behind him took out a fire fold from his arms, pushed aside several adults in front of him and stepped forward, shouting loudly: "I have it, give it to you!" ”

This is the old general who was shocked just now and thought that Yang Huairen was really doing his work with his eyes closed, and handed the fire fold to Yang Huairen, he didn't say anything to stand back, and waited curiously to see what Yang Huairen was going to do.

After taking the old general's fire fold and thanking him again, Yang Huairen asked the little father-in-law who served the plate: "I don't know if there is my family's latest distilled Suiyuanchun with the highest alcohol in the palace?" ”

The little father-in-law was stunned in place, not knowing what Yang Huairen was going to do when he suddenly asked for liquor, Zhao Xu stretched out his ears to listen to their conversation in the distance, and was already curious, and hurriedly urged Su Gui beside him to get a jar to come with Yuan Chun.

Preparing everything, Yang Huairen turned his head to look in Zhao Xu's direction again, and only after getting Zhao Xu's approval did he pour the liquor into a small porcelain bowl, and then lit the alcohol.

Yang Huairen quickly forked the cutting board a few times with his knife, and more than a dozen slices of cut tuna fillets were skewered onto the slender knife, and then the fillets were quickly rotated and grilled on the light blue flame ignited by alcohol.

When the fat in the fish fillets was heated and made a slight "zizi" sound, Yang Huairen withdrew the knife, shook it hard, and threw the dozen or so fish fillets into the porcelain plate with a very cool action.

Yang Huairen brought the porcelain plate, sent it to Juntaro and the old general, and said, "Try it." ”

Juntaro the little dog suspiciously pinched a piece of fish that was still slightly hot on the surface and put it in his mouth, the old general had been hungry for a long time, and finally stood beside Yang Huairen, and unceremoniously grabbed two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth.

Juntaro Inuchi chewed on Yang Huairen's slightly grilled fish fillet, and the taste was simply sublimated compared to before the grilling, not only the original taste of the tuna fish was better and thicker, but also a slightly greasy fat, which made people even more obsessed with this umami from the deep sea.

He couldn't help but bow respectfully to Yang Huairen again and asked, "Why is this?" ”