With the chanting of the noble prince Qingyue, soon, a servant came up with a large plate, which contained a fat perch, and the bottom was covered with crystal crushed ice, and there was a slight chill, which made Lu Zhe stunned.

On the one hand, I was surprised by the wealth and luxury of the children of the family, the sea bass in this season is generally not large, but the sea bass in the ice tray weighs about two or three pounds, and it looks extremely fresh, as if it has just died, and the most surprising thing is that.

This big perch turned out to be a four-gill.

There are only two gills of sea bass in the world, but Songjiang sea bass has four gills. After reading the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Zhe, who yearns for the Songjiang perch described in it, has never eaten fourgill perch even in later generations, and in ancient times when the transportation was so backward, a small plate of perch required manpower, material and financial resources, it is conceivable that just the general banquet can bring out the Songjiang perch thousands of miles away, and the wealth and heritage of the family can also be seen.

What surprised Lu Zhe even more was the amazing literary attainments of the servants of the Yang family. In the era when culture was monopolized by the upper class, the servants of the Yang family could actually understand the Book of Poetry, and in many rural places, even the readers may not be able to fully understand it, which has to make people sigh at the heritage of the Yang family for thousands of years.

It turns out that the family of this era is just like this to tell the servants, I have seen it, I have seen it. Lu Zhe was secretly frightened. Legend has it that the maids of the Zheng Xuan family are all proficient in poetry, and they all use Feng Ya Song to laugh at each other, and now it seems that it is really true.

"This is the princess of Jinshan." Looking at the kitchen in the hall flying with knives and slicing the raw fish into various shapes, Yang Hongzhi introduced with a smile.

"Chen Zhou Lu Zhe, I've seen the princess." So Lu Zhe hurriedly saluted.

"Shanshui Lang doesn't need to be polite, and the concubine hasn't thanked him for saving his life. The weak voice of "Red Medicine" came from under the veil, listening to it like a willow warbler, and listening to it made people feel a sense of wanting to protect.

"A little bit of a small courtesy, in order to serve Langjun." As soon as the words fell, Yingying, a maid beside the princess, walked towards Lu Zhe, holding a beautifully carved and jade-decorated wooden box in both hands, holding it high above her head, and respectfully presenting it.

"A little thing, why worry about it, the main thing is that Sun Daochang has a wonderful hand of rejuvenation." Looking at the maid in front of him and the wooden box exuding fragrance, Lu Zhe hurriedly excused himself.

The maid remained unmoved, still motionless in her upright position.

One really wants to send, and the other really wants to leave. The scene became awkward for a while.

"Since the princess has a good intention, I hope that Xiaolangjun will not refuse." Yang Hongzhi spoke at the right time to break the embarrassment.

"That's the case, Zhe thanked the princess for her generous gift, and I was ashamed." After thanking the princess according to the social etiquette of the scholar clan, Lu Zhe smiled and took the wooden box in the hand of the maid called Hongyao, and put it aside with a precious place.

As for why this princess of Jinshan thanked herself, Lu Zhe probably guessed it. Presumably she is the little lady in Sun Simiao's mouth who went to the hot spring and caused pneumonia because she didn't get better from a cold. The recipe of boiling willow bark to make aspirin method by boiling water and soil method by himself happened to save this princess of Jinshan.

I didn't expect it to be a princess, and I thought it was a little lady from a certain family. Looking at the thin figure under the veil, the corners of Lu Zhe's mouth turned up slightly.

Regarding the identity of this little lady, Lu Zhe had guessed before, and he also guessed eight or nine. After all, if you can go to Lishan to soak in hot springs on a snowy day, and you can also invite the old man Sun Simiao, who has not seen the end of the dragon, to treat his illness, his identity must be noble.

Although Old Man Sun may treat the common people and the powerful equally, the one who can mobilize his forces to quickly find Sun Simiao is obviously not low.

Now, a puzzle in his heart has been solved, Lu Zhe's mood has become more and more relaxed, and the nature of the glutton has come into play.

In the Tang Dynasty, it also belonged to the "feast" level, of course, there was more than one dish, a big copper tripod was carried up by the servant, inside was a white boiled tender lamb, with various spices, and the tangy aroma of meat diffused in the air.

The best Yingzhou rich water, as well as all kinds of pastries, were placed in front of Lu Zhe by the maid, and then, the extremely tender mutton was also cut into an extremely suitable size for the mouth, packed in a silver plate, and served on the low table in front of everyone.

Eaten with mutton, it is a plate - salt and pepper? Lu Zhedu was stunned and sighed at Yang Hongzhi's generosity.

You know, pepper is very expensive in this era, belongs to the tribute of the Baiyue country, the pepper is dried, ground, mixed with the best snowflake salt, just like the seasoning salt of later generations.

I have to say that the sheep selected by the Yang family is excellent, there is no smell at all, and it is extremely tender, with extremely natural pepper and salt, the entrance is smooth and tender, like jelly, gently sipped, it is simply melted in the mouth, and the umami permeates the entire mouth.

Lu Zhe, who originally didn't have much expectations for the ancients' cooking, was now stunned by the ancients' miraculous cooking methods, and there was no smell of ginger or wine in the whole mutton, but there was no fishy smell at all.

Unconsciously, the mutton plate in front of Lu Zhe was empty. The maids who were waiting to eat and drink around her were also very eye-catching, and hurriedly served another plate to Lu Zhe.

"Shanshui Lang loves mutton?" Yang Hongzhi took a spoon of mutton with chopsticks, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile.

"It's also average, but the mutton in Brother Hong's house is not fishy, it's so delicious, so I can't help but eat more." Lu Zhe smiled a little embarrassedly. The first time I came to the door, I ate the things on the plate, which was a small loss of honor in the etiquette of the scholars. So, Lu Zhe, who had the heart to live like a Tang Dynasty, hurriedly changed the topic.

"Zhe is young, quite fond of appetite, this sheep is so delicious, I don't know how to make it?"

"Back to the nobles, this dish is quite easy, choose a pregnant sheep, kill it, take its fetus, dissect it, take out the internal organs, pick its milk hair, and cook it with snow water." The servant of the Yang family really had a good eye, and immediately a maid solved Lu Zhe's doubts.

I wiped it, and Lu Zhe couldn't help but feel a little nauseous. The dish in front of him turned out to be cooked directly from the unborn sheep fetus. It's a bit cruel (the traditional dish, steamed lamb with milk, that's what it does).

"I see, no wonder this sheep doesn't smell fishy." Although the mutton is still tender, Lu Zhe couldn't bear to swallow it after hearing the method.

Seeing that Lu Zhe stopped eating and didn't eat, Yang Hongzhi didn't care, raised his glass and invited him to drink, talking about Chang'an customs and customs in various places.

To Yang Hongzhi's surprise, the little Langjun in front of him was only eleven or twelve years old, and he knew a lot, as if he had been to many places, and he was also a treasure for the scenery of various places in the Tang Dynasty, not only that, but even the Hu people in Saibei Hudi, for the customs of the Hu people and the customs of Saibei, he also knew a lot, and his words were funny, every word made everyone laugh, and many of the maids in the hall ignored the etiquette, and couldn't help but laugh and bent over, even the princess Jinshan who had not spoken much, The little body under the veil also trembled slightly from time to time, as if it was struggling to hold back a smile.

How did he know that as an industry that required long-term business trips in later generations, Lu Zhe had not been to any province in the country, and even in various Western countries, Lu Zhe had also been to a lot. And with such a low laugh point of the Tang people, Lu Zhe's casual words made them laugh, which was verified in Chenzhou and on the way to Chang'an.

Shanshui Lang is a thoughtful and witty person.

This is one of the sentences in the investigation document submitted to the above after Yuwenyin returned to Chang'an, and the result, the next day, this document arrived at the desk of the Cui family and the Yang family, the Pei family and other core figures of the family, Yang Hongzhi at this time, his left hand covered his stomach that was also a little laughed and painful, and secretly said in his heart, Captain Xuanjia is worthy of being one of the most terrible armies in the world, and what is written on this investigation document is really not bad.

The banquet reached a climax after Lu Zhe told a story about Zhu Fuzi, and everyone was amused by Lu Zhe's story, and Yang Hongzhi slapped the table and laughed breathlessly.

"Cut it down in one load, hahaha, Xiaolang Junguo is a wonderful person. Not only is the talent of poetry amazing, but this joke is also better than many people in the world. ”

"Ashamed, ashamed, if it is a talent in poetry, Zhe does not dare to boast of himself, if it is a joke, Zhe is considered to be a man Qian's legacy." Manqian, Dongfang Shuo's words are just words, Dongfang Shuo is famous for his humor, so as soon as Lu Zhe's words came out, everyone wanted to laugh again, which made Lu Zhe look at the other side and couldn't help but feel nervous.

The little princess on the opposite side laughed breathlessly, and Lu Zhe was very worried, if the other party laughed so badly, would he be questioned.

After everyone laughed for a while, the chef in the middle of the hall finally stopped, made a big salute to everyone, and said that the nobleman should use it slowly, and then the maid sent the dishes in front of the chef to everyone in turn like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Looking at the plate in front of him, Lu Zhe's eyes lit up.

The four-gill perch that I had been thinking about was cut, and I finally ate it.

Immediately afterwards, the maid brought another object, and Lu Zhe was stunned.

In the silver bowl painted with gold, it turned out to be steaming—

Rice?