Chapter 32: Celebration Wine (II)

"He Lan, you will call me Zhao Changde in the future......" However, before Zhao Changde's voice fell, Zhao Fuqing immediately refused, "He Lan, you can't call him by his name, you have to call me, otherwise, you can call him the fifth brother like me, or call him the fifth prince!" Anyway, you can't call him by name. ”

"Do you know whose name I call? However, to be honest, Lord De, your name is really not as good as the name of the Qing Prince, and it is extremely unprosperous and not virtuous, virtue is morality, but do you have morality? Steal and steal at every turn. It seems that your parents didn't teach you well. ”

"Poof" Zhao Fuqing laughed again, it seems that He Lan is really bold and not afraid of things.

Zhao Changde smiled, "He Lan is right, ninth brother, don't forget, although I am not the same mother as you, we are the same father." So......" At this point, he didn't say any more, but turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, Zhao Changde, you don't eat anymore? If you don't eat and drink, everything will be cleared by Zhao Fu, and at that time, you will regret it! He Lan hurriedly called him.

"Eat, but there doesn't seem to be a seat here, right?" Perhaps it is Zhao Changde's habit to have comfortable tables and chairs.

"Hey, what kind of comfortable tables and chairs do you want, just make do, you can ask Lord Qing, what kind of days did we live a few days ago, what are the comfortable things in the wild, squatting to eat, sitting on the ground to eat, there are all there, but it is much worse than you." When He Lan said this, he fished out the boiled peanuts with a grate, then sprinkled them with salt, stirred them, poured sesame oil on them again, and put them on the table, as well as a few delicate snacks.

"It's still a little late today, so let's make do with it first. In the future, as long as any of you have a birthday, I will make you a birthday party. Come, let's raise a glass and celebrate my promotion! Cheers...... Ah, by the way, this time it's a bowl! He Lan said as she picked up the bowl by herself, "Dry bowl!" ”

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"Congratulations to He Lan on his promotion!"

Suddenly there was a joyful laughter in the imperial dining room, it can be said that this is also the first time that Zhao Fuqing and Zhao Changde have laughed from the bottom of their hearts since they became princes, it can also be said that they were infected by He Lan, and they also raised the bowl, saw the chopstick, and when they were about to pick up the vegetables, He Lan suddenly found that there were too many people, and there were too few dishes, except for pig ears and boiled peanuts, there were no other dishes.

After thinking about it, she stood up, and saw a purple ball next to the stove, so she picked it up, and when she looked at it, she found that it was the onion eaten in modern times, and suddenly had an idea, then an onion omelette, which would definitely surprise the two princes.

"You eat first, and I'll make an omelette." With that, He Lan ran over in a hurry and removed the onion skin first.

Just when He Lan went to the onion skin, Mu Ping asked in surprise, "Sister, can you eat this ball?" ”

He Lan smiled, "It's not a ball, it's an onion, it's a foreigner...... I said, Lord De, this thing can't be stolen by you, right? I didn't expect our thief to be so good that he even stole the cheapest thing. Tsk, that's a good skill! It seems that you are going to go over there and become the master of the 'three hands'. ”

"He Lan," Zhao Changde was extremely embarrassed when he was said, as if he had become an uncivilized code name in He Lan's mouth, and he knew that it was better to say that he was "borrowed", anyway, she didn't really know.

"He Lan, what do you mean by 'three hands'? Fifth brother, there is no third hand at all, how can it be three hands? Zhao Fuqing first laughed, and then asked.

"Poof!" This made He Lan laugh out loud, "Actually, 'three hands' is just an honorific title for a thief, and it can also be said to be better than a thief." It doesn't mean that the real three hands, if a person really has three hands, then it's either a monster or a fairy. Anyway, there is no ......"

"Sister, didn't the Erlang God you just talked about have three eyes? But why is he not a monster but a god? Since it is three eyes, why is it not called three eyes but Erlang God? When Mu Ping heard this, he also asked curiously.

"This ......" He Lan hesitated slightly, this question is indeed difficult to answer, she also asked it when she was a child, but she was said by her parents, "Why do you have so many questions, don't ask." Since then, he hasn't asked any questions, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe he had an elder brother in front of him, but he died early, so he became Erlang, and he was an immortal, so he was called Erlang God." Just like the Qing Prince, he is the ninth in line, so he can also be called the Nine Princes. If he was there, he would be called Lao Jiu. ”

"Haha, I really remember that my father once called the ninth brother the ninth brother." Zhao Changde smiled unkindly.

"That's also better than the 'three-handed' fifth brother!" Zhao Fuqing immediately fought back.

"You ......" Zhao Changde didn't expect that Zhao Fuqing, who had great respect for him in his life, would fight back under the drive of He Lan, and couldn't help but shake his head, raised the bowl, took a sip, and asked, "He Lan, you're not a bar, why don't you smell alcohol at all?" ”

"It's just a simple grape juice, if you really want to drink, you have to let it go for a while, and if you have a warm kiln, that's even better. The longer it is left unit, the greater the flavor of the wine. However, don't look at grape juice, but it can also have sequelae after drinking. He Lan peeled off the onion skin as she spoke, then put the onion on the cutting board, scooped a bowl of water outside with a bowl, and placed it next to the cutting board.

"He Lan, what are you doing with water?" Zhao Fuqing asked in surprise.

"This onion is spicy when cut, and if you don't put water, you can't cut it." He Lan explained, and then cut off the head and tail of the onion first, and then held the onion with his left hand, so that the onion stood on his side, and then held the knife in his right hand, and then went down, a thin slice of onion fell on the board, and it happened to be extremely round, naturally the onion at this time was stronger than the modern one, and there was no intention of cracking at all.

It seems that the vegetables at this time are more natural than modern dishes, after cutting a few knives, He Lan put down the knife and went to serve the cooking pot, but when she served the cauldron, she couldn't help but shake her head, the pots here are all amphorae, and they are all huge, you have to have two people to be able to hold it, is it possible to design a thinner pot to make it easier for you to cook.

However, when I thought of this, I saw the big stove again, and I couldn't help but shake my head again, it seems that it will not work, after all, this stove is the kind of big one, even if it is replaced with a small pot, the stove is not suitable.

Only with a sigh, then the pot was brought up with great effort, and then the oil was poured in, and without waiting for the oil to be hot, the onion rings were put in first, and the bottom of the onion rings was slightly discolored, and then the eggs were beaten in, and when I saw that the bottom was yellow, I shoveled it up with a shovel and turned it over, of course, I put salt in front of it.

"Oops, there's not enough salt. Zhao Fuqing, do you want to cook some more...... By the way, I don't need you, let your thief Fifth Brother go to the foreigner to steal it, anyway, he stole a lot of things back, I believe that the salt he stole back will be even better. But don't take MSG, that's not a good thing, that seasoning, it doesn't help cooking, and it will damage the body. ”

Zhao Fuqing was stunned at first, then covered his mouth and smiled, it seems that He Lan really knows how to use the "honorific title" for his fifth brother, Zhao Changde was sweating at this time, but he didn't expect that this He Lan in front of him would treat himself as a thief all the time, and coughed, "He Lan, do you know no, if you keep talking about me like this, I will treat you as contempt......"

"What is contempt? Can you eat it? If you can't eat it, don't talk nonsense, besides, what are you arguing with a weak woman? Do you think women are easy to bully? Ah, it turns out that a prince can bully women at will? That's really a woman's bad luck to die. However, does this mean that the prince is a woman who loves to bully weak women? If so, then the prince, the little woman will not let you eat, and this onion omelet will be eaten by the abducted prince, not by the thief. He Lan naturally understood what Zhao Changde meant, but she intended to make trouble.

Zhao Fuqing first laughed at Zhao Changde's self-deprecation, but he didn't expect to hear He Lan's mouth come out of the sentence "Abducting the prince", he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Okay, since it is He Lan's honorific title for me, then I will eat, anyway, this is filial piety to me." I said fifth brother thief, if you don't admit it, don't eat it. ”

Seeing this scene, Zhao Changde shook his head and said helplessly, "Okay, I admit that I am the thief prince, can you give me food now?" ”

"It's pretty much the same, it seems to be really 'teachable'!" As soon as He Lan's voice fell, the laughter in the imperial dining room burst out, mainly because He Lan was obviously only sixteen years old, but her words were too big for her, and she actually said that two princes in their twenties were "widows", how could this not make people laugh.

"Don't laugh, I'm telling the truth." He Lan saw that everyone was laughing, but she didn't laugh, but was more serious, but her expression once again made everyone laugh and couldn't stand upright.

"Sister He, your idiom says that I am about the same, but the two princes are much older than you, you can't talk about them." Mu Ping said while holding his stomach, naturally with a smile.

"Oh, some people are old but their hearts are older, and some people are older but their hearts are younger, so this 'teachable' refers to anyone, not only the real age but also the real and the mental age." Although He Lan knew that she was joking just now, she just wanted people to know that she was not wrong, or that she didn't want to admit her mistake, after all, her real age was about the same as these two princes, only the appearance of the age was young, so she justified it.

"It's really an elf ghost, and even this wrong thing can be justified." Zhao Fuqing stretched out his hand and pointed at He Lan's forehead as he spoke, and He Lan pulled it with his hand, "Don't make trouble, it'll be fried immediately." As a result, because she was in a hurry, she forgot about the spicy onion juice, and this hand suddenly touched Zhao Fuqing's eyes, and Zhao Fuqing was so spicy that she couldn't open her eyes.

"He Lan, why do I want to cry? Why can't I open my eyes? Zhao Fuqing stretched out his hand and was about to rub it, He Lan was anxious when he saw it, and hurriedly said, "Zhao Fuqing, don't rub your eyes, the more you rub it, the more spicy it becomes, it's not you, if you don't touch me, can I touch you with my spicy hands?" I said earlier that this onion is spicy. I said thief prince, do you just see your ninth brother crying there, and don't help him wash his face. I really haven't seen a brother at all, and I don't feel like a brother. Even if I don't have a good relationship with my subordinates, it won't be so obvious, why are you so obvious? ”

Zhao Changde was originally proud that Zhao Fu Qing was spicy by the onion, but when he heard He Lan say this, his face was extremely disgraceful, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, but instead ordered others to bring water to clean Zhao Fu's face.

"Oh, it turns out that the thief Wang Ye can steal things and can't even wash his face, and he still needs someone to help, I really don't know, how does the prince live over there, does he also need someone to help wash his face?" After He Lan finished frying eggs, she glanced at Zhao Changde, and then came to Zhao Fuqing and carefully wiped Zhao Fuqing's face with a towel.

"He Lan, thank you." Zhao Fuqing could already open his eyes after a period of scrubbing, and when he saw He Lan's arrival, his heart pounded again.

"No thanks, let's eat it. If it's not cold, it won't taste good. He Lan pointed to the fried onion eggs, "Although it is spicy when it is cut, it is not spicy when fried or fried." ”

"Okay, then I'm going to have a taste." Zhao Fuqing was the first to get off the chopstick.

"Wait, we're going to say 'Charles' first. It's the meaning of the toast on the foreigner's side! ”

"Okay, let's talk about 'Charles'!" At He Lan's suggestion, everyone raised the bowl again and drank and ate at the same time, which was extremely comfortable......