Chapter 61: The prince is very greedy

"Hey, listen to what you say, it's really like this, Zhu Liuzi saw a batch of big jobs in the east of the city two days ago, but by the time he came to inform us, it was too late, so he asked another group of people to rob it." The angry cow patted his thigh and said.

"Therefore, you should organize more brothers, like a rotational work, with a few people who are responsible for checking around the city every day, so that you can be informed when you have more money to do. In addition, Brother Wanyi often goes in and out of the eunuch's house, and you can also ask him to help contact some business, as long as the contact is successful every time, you can either invite him to a meal or give him some money. Jiang Jiang said.

"Hey! As soon as you say that, I feel like I've torn the window paper, and I can see the sky all at once! The angry cow grinned happily.

"Brother Niu, there are still many details that you need to pay attention to and observe by yourself, where there are deficiencies, you will correct them, and where you are good, you will carry them forward, I can only tell you this, and you have to pay attention to the rest." Jiang Jiang clapped her hands and stood up, she had to give the lo-mei ingredients.

"Thank you so much, Brother Jiang," the tired cow also stood up and made a gesture to Jiang Jiang. He now has a direction and outline in his heart, and his blood is boiling.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Jiang, he got up and went to find his coolie brothers with the best relationship.

"This Brother Jiang is righteous and flexible, the key is that people's luck is good, and anyone who sticks to him can have good luck! What Mu widows are widows, and there are not afraid of 10,000, even those who cut wood and iron have now made a fortune, and my old cow is not bad. "The angry cow is babbling away.

It's time for Prince Zhaojing Shen Tu to have lunch again, and Zhaojing's palace has entered a state of alert for the whole house again.

Wang Ye didn't seem to be in a good mood recently, because none of the imitation Jiang Xiaoge sorbets made by the chefs in the dining room could satisfy him.

The prince eats at noon every day, and the sixty dishes are almost served like this.

There is only one dish that will be eaten cleanly by the prince, and that is a Jiang Xiaoge sorbet served on an emerald green jade plate. However, the amount of sorbet seized from the ice cellar was already limited, and the imitation was wrong, and it was destined to eat one piece less than one piece.

Therefore, the nerves of the people in the Zhaojing Palace's palace are very tense every day, and they can't imagine that when the last sorbet is eaten, the prince will go on a hunger strike?

Now all the servants and maids in Zhao Jing's palace have grown a few catties of meat, the reason is that these meals prepared for the prince every day naturally can't be thrown away after being removed, which is too wasteful, so they are cheaper.

This dish prepared by the chefs is very rich in nutrition, not to mention the taste.

Therefore, all the servants in the Zhaojing Palace's mansion had glowing faces, their eyes shining, and they were full of energy.

But whenever they serve the prince for dinner, they are also really worried.

Although the prince will not do anything with them, they really hope that the prince can eat every meal perfectly.

But it turned out to be just a good wish on their part. When the forty-fifth local dish was returned in its original form, a floral dress fluttered and approached the palace of King Chaojing.

It's none other than Yuwen Zhengji, the richest man in Great Qin.

Yuwen Zhengji also had a little boy behind him, fourteen or fifteen years old, born with white teeth and red lips.

The boy held a lacquered tray with two bags of things on it, and followed Yuwen Zheng step by step.

"Yo, take down so much, is your prince already sucking the wind and drinking the dew and not eating the fireworks in the world?" Yuwen Zhengji frolicked with the little guy who served the food down.

"Yuwen Gongzi is here," the little guy said to Yuwen Zhengji: "If you have a way, persuade our prince!" ”

"I brought him good things today, it depends on whether he has a good mouth!" Yuwen Zhengji said and walked forward.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Tu sitting firmly on a chair, holding a peach sorbet in his hand.

"Oops! How do you have this sorbet?! Yuwen Zhengji pounced.

But in the end, it was a step slower and it was empty. Shen Tuwen had already lifted the sorbet high.

"Well, my favorite ginger brother sorbet-" Yuwen Zhengji wailed regardless of his image: "I dreamed yesterday that I ate it myself!" Lord, can't you fulfill this dream of mine? ”

Shen Tuwen didn't even move his eyelids as if he hadn't heard it.

"Hmph, such a stingy prince, I originally wanted to give you some delicious food! If you look like this, then I'm not very generous. Yuwen Zhengji said and pretended to be angry and sat on the side, bringing a bag of ginger beard lo-mei from the tray that the child was carrying.

Then exaggeratedly opened the oiled paper bag, pinched the thin bamboo skewer inside, tied up a duck gizzard, and smacked his lips while eating.

"Hey, Lord Wang, you are good at everything, but you are too insensitive to eating. Although this little brother Jiang sorbet is delicious, it is the most popular food in Ling Tian City now, but this thing-" said and shook the oiled paper bag in his hand: "Even the old general Wei Lie can't resist its charm, get up in the middle of the night and send the little servant at home to buy it, why don't you taste it?" ”

Shen Tu was unmoved, just quietly tasting the ice cream in his hand.

"Oops, this ginger bearded lo-mei is amazing, more than all the delicacies I've eaten before. You also know that I am also very picky about eating, and there is no dish that can make me eat two meals in a row without getting tired," Yuwen Zhengji chatted with Shen Tuwen while tasting the lo-mei, of course, he was just saying alone: "But I panicked if I didn't eat this lo-mei, and if I didn't eat it twice, I was about to die." Look at how elastic this duck gizzard is, and every bite is so elastic. Look at this foie gras, how delicate it is, you can't help but swallow your tongue. There is also this chicken heart, and the fragrance is heavier with each bite. And this duck blood, warm and slippery, really killed me! ”

Maybe it was Jiang Dabeard's surname that touched Shen Tuwen, or maybe the fragrance of lo-mei aroused his appetite. Shen Tuwen reached out and took another packet of lo-mei from the tray.

"Hey, Lord Wang, don't you eat it? How can such a lowly food be worthy of the prince's face? Yuwen Zhengji said idly on the side.

Shen Tu frowned and opened the oil paper bag, although this thing smelled good, but after all, he had never eaten animal offal, and he was still a little resistant.

But he couldn't help but taste it in the end, and a new taste experience swept through the entire nerves of Prince Zhaojing.

The fragrant elastic teeth are delicate and smooth, and a small bag of snacks has so many taste experiences.

There are even too many unfamiliar flavors in it, and many flavors are mixed together, which seems familiar and completely unfamiliar.

But it's so mesmerizing that it's hard to resist.