Chapter Seventy-Eight: Young people can not talk about martial virtues, but only about true incense
"Brother Li Yang, what are you...... Could it be that this round cake tastes good? ”
The thin man asked suspiciously.
Thinking about it immediately, no matter what, this is also from the hands of the imperial chef of the palace.
Even if it's definitely not worth ten taels of gold, the taste is not much different from the one in Yipinxuan.
The rest of the table thought the same thing.
As for Wang Feng, who was isolated, his face was still gloomy, but now he had a little more sneer and hatred.
He was happy to see Lin Yanchen deflated, but the other party's status made him extremely disgusted.
Why can some people be born to be admired without talent and virtue, and he is talented and knowledgeable, and he is still in this situation in the end!
But after Li Yang reacted from the shock, he waved his hand to everyone again and again.
"Nope! You guys are really misunderstood! This... This Lord Lin really didn't lie and deceive us! ”
Although he calmed down in advance, his tone still couldn't stop trembling, so that he couldn't speak smoothly.
"Huh? Li Yang, what do you mean by this? Jiang Rou's beautiful willow eyebrows frowned together.
"Yes, I went to that Yipinxuan with Brother Li Yang before, and I didn't see you so amazing now."
"If you don't know Brother Li Yang, you will think that you have never eaten pastries."
Several classmates were also curious to ask questions, and some even laughed.
Only Li Yang deeply understands how amazing the mooncake was just now, and he can't empathize without tasting it himself!
And if these former classmates and best friends clearly understand how precious the moon cake was just now, but he swallowed it alone, I am afraid that he will immediately cut off his robe and cut off his righteousness, and even ask for compensation!
After all, there are no friends in front of interests!
Not to mention such an opportunity to taste the delicacies of the gods!
As soon as he thought of this, Li Yang had no choice but to explain to a few people: "This thing is not amazing, but it is just sweet, so that it was slightly touched just now, and a few people should not be surprised." ”
"Cut~ But so, I thought that the sweet pastries made by the palace chef were different, it seems that Liu Fu's imperial chef is also empty, the so-called first pastry chef of the Ming Dynasty is not as good as the branch chef of Yipinxuan Restaurant."
"Alas...... What I did was really embarrassing! ”
Several people sighed, and Wang Feng, who was in the corner of the long table, sneered and mocked even more, he already had a premonition of Lin Yanchen's fate.
Then he will look up to the sky and laugh and raise his glass to drink!
And after Li Yang started, there were gradually Ming literati who were curious to try, and the expressions on their faces were almost the same as Li Yang's.
It's like going to a foot bath shop, it's 88 packages all year round, and suddenly experiencing 80,000 at a time, it's amazing!
Seeing this reaction, some literati from Zheng, Jing, and the island country did not believe in evil and picked up a small piece of cut and stuffed it into their mouths.
Then his pupils dilated, and he reached out again to grasp what was left of the plate.
In the face of the doubts and questions of their peers, they all shook their heads like rattles.
"No, it's not delicious, not at all!"
But the honest actions in their hands betrayed them, and the more violently they reacted, the more curious they became.
So in just a moment, the audience was in a ball!
This time, it was not noisy and dissatisfied, but those literati who had always been elegant and polite scuffled and abused each other, and even pulled each other's parents and ancestors at every turn.
The reason for this is just a small piece of round cake that was originally disliked by everyone.
"Damn, Li Yang, you, a dog thief, swallowed this delicacy alone, and even lied to me about the taste! Today, we will cut off our robes with you, a selfish villain! ”
"Zhang San, don't run, pay me back a hundred taels!"
"Why is your mooncake different from mine, and even the filling is different!"
"And why is your pie crust still puff pastry?!"
"It's insulting to you! Just a round cake, the court will definitely go again, why do you want to be so rude?! ”
"Since you say so, then why do you put down what you are holding, you dog thing swallows a table of people alone, do you want to be faced? I'm ashamed to be with you! ”
……
The atmosphere became more and more noisy, and although the Daming literati were the first to blow up, the largest number were Zheng and Jing.
Seeing this, Eldest Sun Yi not only did not get angry, but instead chuckled lightly and looked at Lin Yanchen with appreciation.
"Hahahaha! Lin Aiqing, how did you make such a delicacy, just now this group of people was unanimously attacking my Daming, but now they have started their own infighting, your round cake less than the size of a palm is so powerful, I really underestimate you! ”
"Your Majesty Xie praised, but the minister didn't dare to be. Thanks to you, Your Majesty, who rubbed your dragon and phoenix spirit by your side, you were inspired by chance and cooperated with the imperial chef Liu Fu to finally make this new pastry. ”
Lin Yanchen naturally did not take credit for himself in front of the emperor, but slapped him with a loud sycophant.
Changsun Yi is also very useful for this, but he is deeply helpless to Huaiyu who is desperately working on the side, has this Huaiyu opened the foodie attribute today?
"By the way, why hasn't Lin Aiqing moved from the nobles and officials of the two countries?"
"Back to Your Majesty, these people are all high-ranking or highly respected people, how can they be as careless as those young talents, what they care about most is nothing more than interests and face, so naturally they will not take the initiative to taste it easily, otherwise wouldn't this be a slap in the face?"
Lin Yanchen explained with a chuckle, and he was also slandering in his heart.
Sure enough, it's good to be a college student, and there is a clear stupidity in his eyes.
When you are young, you can not talk about martial arts, but only about true fragrance.
Hearing this, the eldest grandson Yi also nodded in agreement.
However, Lin Yanchen found the pity in his eyes, so he comforted him.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, according to the judgment of the minister, these people will not be able to sit still in less than half a pillar of incense, we just need to continue to wait and see, the minister has already ordered the forbidden army in advance, as long as the talented people below do not beat or hurt people, the forbidden army will not go up to stop it."
"Well, let's let them make trouble first, tonight I want these people to see that my Daming is not something anyone can provoke!"
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The prince of the Ming Dynasty supervised the wine Cao Wanjiang here.
He picked up a milky white snowy mooncake in his hand, looked at it carefully, and muttered in his mouth.
"At first glance, this object looks the same as ordinary pastries, but if you get closer, you will find that its skin is translucent and crystalline, like the best pearl, touching it with your hands, it is firm and elastic, a light smell, and a unique fragrance."
The Confucians at the same table all nodded, this time it was not perfunctory and promised, but really agreed.
"Brother Cao, why do you say that there are seven people at a table, and the colors and patterns of the moon cakes in our hands are different, could it be that the fillings inside are also different?"
"Yes, if that's the case, then the court is a little excessive, I'm also a famous Confucian, so everyone has to have a variety of tastes, so it's only a pitiful small piece, it's too much of a search!"