The copper hot pot was served, and the base material was also configured by Yan Ming himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Ming took Dongfang Shuo, Sima Xiangru, Zhao Juan, and Wang Zang to sit around the edge of the table.

Except for Dongfang Shuo, the other three sat on the table and chairs for the first time to eat, and they felt comfortable and fresh.

Since there was a hot pot, the Yan family's mutton is simply a standing thing. It's just that it can only be stored in the cellar now. Yan Ming didn't have saltpeter on hand yet, so he couldn't make ice cubes in the most convenient way.

Seeing the thin mutton cut by Chef Liu with skillful knife skills, except for Dongfang Shuo, several people were a little surprised.

Eating meat, the emphasis is on eating meat, that is called fragrant. But the meat in front of me, not to mention the thin slices, is also dotted with garlic, ginger, and even a little leek.

Seeing this meat, Dongfang Shuo's eyes lit up.

Last time, Yan Ming told him that mutton is a great supplement, especially the mutton mixed with leeks, garlic, and ginger.

Dongfang Shuo went back and tried it secretly, and it did have some effect.

"This meat is really a good thing, especially this meat with leeks, which can make life lively." Dongfang Shuo laughed.

Several people are often mixed together, the so-called obedient and obedient.

Sima Xiangru was the first to understand what Dongfang Shuo was talking about, and he looked like he was concerned.

Zhao Juan and Wang Zang glanced at each other, and then they understood.

"I won't hide it from you, my brother let me eat this meat last time, and after I went back, I served my seventh concubine for the first time." Dongfang Shuo said without hesitation.

"I have to try this, don't you know, the white orchid of Chang'an Tibetan Flower Building has made me embarrassed many times, if this is a miracle, it will definitely be a shame." Sima Xiangru stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth.

Yan Ming was about to stop him, but he was stopped by Dongfang Shuo.

Sima Xiangru ate the raw mutton in one bite, chewed it a few times, seemed to feel that the taste was not bad, and stretched out his chopsticks again noncommittally.

"Haha-" Dongfang Shuo couldn't help but laugh.

Sima Xiangru was stunned, and Zhao Juan Wang Zang was also stunned, and stopped the chopsticks that had just been stretched out in mid-air.

"Does it taste good?" Dongfang Shuo asked.

"It's not bad, the garlic and ginger go to the fishy taste of mutton, and with a little leek, spicy with meat flavor, not bad, not bad." Sima Xiang commented on the meat.

After speaking, he also swiped the chopsticks in the hot pot, and said with a smile: "It's just that you have to shabu the chopsticks every bite, which is a little troublesome." ”

Seeing Dongfang Shuo's expression, Sima Xiangru knew that he was eating wrong. It's just that he is witty and smart by nature, and he makes mistakes when he makes mistakes, and it is reasonable to eat a wrong way.

Seeing that he didn't know how to pretend to understand, several people laughed again.

Yan Ming smiled and made a small half bowl of the adjusted dipping sauce for everyone, and then adjusted the tuyere above the copper hot pot, and the charcoal fire burned more and more in it.

After a while, the water creaked and squeaked, and it was about to open.

Zhao Juan smiled and said: "Changqing, I heard that when you married Wenjun back then, it took a lot of thought. This has been passed down as a good story. It's just that I didn't expect you to go to a secular place like Zanghualou to find fun! ”

Wang Zang nodded sympathetically, obviously meaning the same as Zhao Juan.

Even Dongfang Shuo also said yearningly: "Zhuo Wenjun, that is a famous talented woman in Shudi." The appearance is also quite good, if you can get the favor of the beauty, although you have no regrets. It's a pity that Dongfang Shuo is one step behind Sima Xiangru, otherwise the protagonist of this good story should be Dongfang Shuo. ”

Yan Ming was also puzzled. The story of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun has been passed down for thousands of years and has become a good story. can look at Sima Xiangru's appearance, and there is no feeling of a good story at all.

Seeing that even Yan Ming had a puzzled face, Sima Xiangru smiled bitterly and said: "This thing is easy to say, every man should be the same, at first it was a dead and alive love, but after a long time, you can find every mole on her body with your eyes closed." You say, is there still something new? ”

Zhao Juan Wang Zang nodded meaningfully, and Dongfang Shuo patted the corner of the table and said with a smile: "Changqing is really from my generation." So, a manly man, you should seek fame and fame in exchange for beauty. ”

Dongfang Shuo is a person who matches his words with deeds. Whenever he received a reward from the emperor, he would go to the market to find a fresh woman and ask to marry home.

Therefore, although the eunuchs have received countless rewards, there is nothing else in the family except for seven or eight daughters-in-law.

What's even worse is that although Dongfang Shuo is poor, the seven or eight daughters-in-law are all dead to him. It's just as good as that.

"Seriously, I also coped with my mother-in-law." After Zhao Juan finished speaking, he said with a smile: "It's her maid who marries, that feeling, absolutely amazing!" ”

Wang Zang smiled, silent, and didn't look like a very honest person.

Yan Ming smiled evilly and looked at a few people.

Dongfang Shuo suddenly said: "Look, look, my brother hasn't married yet. This cannot be said again. ”

Sima Xiangru also smiled: "I shouldn't say it, brother Meng Lang." ”

Yan Ming looked at a few people and couldn't help but be a little funny.

A few of them are old-fashioned in the Han Dynasty, and compared with themselves, veteran drivers who have watched European, American, Japanese and Korean action movies, they are simply a drop in the bucket.

However, there is one thing that Yan Ming admires. That is, they have a lot of practical experience, and they are only strong in theory.

"It's not difficult to understand that behind every goddess, there is a man who wants to vomit when she looks at her." Yan Ming said indifferently, raising his hand to put a whole plate of mutton into the pot that had been boiled.

He likes the aroma of boiled meat.

"Wonderful!" Sima Xiangru listened to Yan Ming's words and was amazed.

Dongfang Shuo also stroked his palms and laughed, and said: "Dongfang in this life, the most right thing is to kowtow to Brother Yan Ming. ”

As soon as he said this, Sima Xiangru had to kowtow.

Yan Ming stretched out his hand and pressed the two of them, and said with a smile: "Eat meat first, as long as the feelings are there, they are all brothers." Worship is nothing but a ritual. Hearts together are stronger than anything else. ”

"Brother, I like to hear everything you say." Dongfang Shuo sandwiched a piece of chopsticks and meat, dipped it in his bowl, and ate it with relish.

This time, Sima Xiangru and Zhao Juan Wang Zang no longer rushed to eat, but dipped them in the bowl and put them in their mouths according to Dongfang Shuo's appearance.

"Fragrant! It's so fragrant. I said Dongfang Shuo, you are committing a crime. I was asked to eat a piece of meat raw, what a waste of deliciousness! Sima Xiangru ate mutton shabu for the first time, and his face was intoxicated.

"Brother Yan, your shabu mutton and your beauty are both a must." Wang Zang also said.

Zhao Juan is a pragmatist, stretching out his thumb to praise Yan Ming, while bowing his head and eating meat.

Yan Ming smiled, and saw that Zhao Juan and Wang Zang were not annoying, so he said: "This beauty talks about the boy himself, and he thinks that it is a one-size-fits-all truth." ”

"How?" When it comes to beautiful women, men are naturally the most interested.

"Everything is the same, no matter how beautiful a woman is, you will feel fresh in a year or two, and you will taste the same as chewing wax in ten or eight years. Right? Yan Ming asked.

Several people nodded their heads one after another, smiling with a thief on their faces.

"The flowers on the grassland are beautiful because they are colorful and varied. If there is only one color, what is there to see? Yan Ming continued.

Several people nodded approvingly.

"The culture of the world, a hundred schools of thought, one eliminates the other, which can make people happy and complement each other. Right? Yan Ming looked at the few people sitting with burning eyes, especially Zhao Juan and Wang Zang.

Several people are smart people, especially Zhao Juan Wang Zang, who is preparing to play the emperor and build the Ming Hall in the past few days, with the intention of following Dong Zhongshu and supporting the deposition of Confucianism.

The two of them listened to Yan Ming's words, glanced at each other, and remained silent.