"Wow, young master, it's so beautiful here!" the little girl praised from the bottom of her heart.

Not to mention Bao'er, even Zhang Xuan's three big men couldn't help but marvel, quite a feeling that a big husband should be like this!

After sighing, Zhang Xuan and the four of them didn't want to go up to join in the fun, so they found a table in the corner and sat down, each table was exactly four seats, but they didn't have to worry about sharing a table with others.

"Wow, young master, there are so many delicious foods here! Moreover, many Bao'er don't know yes, Bao'er only knows that this is a moon cake, and this is a watermelon, and this is a crab, and how is this moon cake white and transparent? It looks so delicious!" As soon as I sat down, I heard the little girl's exclamations again and again.

"Hehe, Sister Bao'er, come, my brother will introduce you!" The cute appearance of the little girl immediately caused the three of them to laugh kindly.

"Yes, when it comes to food, your brother Wang is this one from our Wei County!" Sun Zichu stretched out his thumb and echoed, and Zhang Xuan also nodded cooperatively.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, thank you, Brother Sun!" Bao'er called out sweetly.

In fact, every time Bao'er called her like this, Zhang Xuan felt very strange: "One of you is twenty-nine, and the other is twenty-four, so embarrassed to let a thirteen-year-old girl call her brother?"

However, after thinking about it, Zhang Xuan didn't have any good way, otherwise he wouldn't be a generation shorter out of thin air, and if he called his uncle, Zhang Xuan would be even more strange when he heard it, so he had to hold back and not say anything!

"Okay!" Bao'er's glutinous voice made Wang Fatzi's bones crispy, and he said two "good" words in a row.

"Brother, my family is my only seedling, I have long wanted a well-behaved and lovely sister like Bao'er, girl, since you call me brother, then it will be my own sister from now on, who dares to bully you, you come to my brother and me, I will give you anger!" Wang Fatzi patted his chest and said.

If it was just because of Zhang Xuan just now, now Wang Fatzi really recognizes Bao'er as his sister!

After speaking, Wang Fatzi deliberately glanced at Zhang Xuan and said, "Wenbo, you can't bully my sister in the future!"

Zhang Xuan smiled but didn't say anything!

Sure enough, when she heard Wang Fatzi say bad things about her young master, the little girl was immediately unhappy: "Brother Wang, the young master won't bully Bao'er, the young master is the best for Bao'er!"

Looking at Zhang Xuan's smug eyes, Wang Fatzi took a depressed mouthful of old blood pressure in his heart, and his chest tightened: "Girl, I am for your good, do you know!"

Looking at Wang Fatzi's injured expression, Zhang Xuan's expression became even more proud, and his grandson Chu was also snickering beside him!

"Brother Wang, you haven't told Bao'er why this mooncake is transparent?" asked the little girl again, pointing to the four white mooncakes the size of small apples on the plate.

This question just solved the embarrassment of Wang Fatzi, and he was not depressed, and secretly said in his heart: "Sister, your question is really timely!"

"Ahem!" So he cleared his throat and put on a gourmet style, saying: "This moon cake is called snow skin moon cake, and its skin is made of glutinous rice flour and other flour materials with a small amount of sugar and oil, which can not crack and age for a long time.

And the most important thing about this mooncake is the word 'ice', which not only gives people a sense of coolness, but also mediates the oiliness of traditional mooncakes!

However, it is only eaten in a family like Wei Mansion, so after the mooncake is ready, it needs to be frozen in the ice cellar for three hours, and taken out two quarters of an hour before eating!

Three years ago, my brother and I were fortunate enough to eat one, and the cold feeling is still endless!

Come on, come on, there are exactly four here, it should have just come out of the cellar, one of us, we will eat first, and I will continue to talk after eating, and it will not taste like that when it is outdated!"

After speaking, Wang Fatzi was not polite, and he ate one by one.

Seeing Wang Fatzi's squinting and savoring appearance, Zhang Xuan and Sun Zi Chu couldn't help but pick up their snowy moon cakes and ask for a bite, and then their eyes suddenly widened!

"This feeling is similar to the ice cream of later generations, but the skin is smooth and tender, but it has the feeling of eating ice skin!" Zhang Xuan secretly commented.

"Brother Wang, Bao'er will give you this too!" But Bao'er saw Wang Fatzi's unfinished appearance, and endured her greed and handed her one to Wang Fatzi.

Wang Fatzi was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Zhang Xuan and the others proudly, and then returned the moon cakes to the little girl, and said with a happy face: "Sister, you eat, brother can eat one!"

If this delicacy is not to fill your stomach, it is better to taste it. The so-called one taste is new, two tastes are new, and the third bite is old!

No matter how good the food is, you will get tired of eating too much, and only 'hungry' can taste delicious!"

Saying that, Wang Fatzi began to fiddle with his food scriptures, but Zhang Xuan and the others had to admit that there was still a little bit of crookedness.

"Wow, it's really delicious!" the little girl picked up the mooncake and tasted it, exclaiming.

"Okay, after eating the moon cakes, the family will be reunited. After my brother is married, I will tell my sister about the rest of these delicacies!

This dish is called osmanthus duck, this dish is called fresh shrimp Niang Tofu, this is the pampong crab, this is the sugar taro, and it is made of taro poured with cinnamon syrup!"

"Wow, is this shrimp and tofu? This is taro!" the little girl exclaimed from time to time, making the fat man more and more proud.

When it was the last dish, Wang Fatzi stopped, and directly put a chopstick in his mouth and tasted it before sighing: "Sure enough, this is Hangzhou osmanthus glutinous rice lotus, and only the best lotus root from the West Lake can have such a delicious taste, Wei Mansion is really generous!"

Seeing Wang Fatzi's intoxicated appearance, Zhang Xuan and the three couldn't help but clip a piece.

"Huh?" At this moment, Zhang Xuan felt a hostile gaze, and followed the source and looked over.

I saw a handsome young man of 18 or 9 years old who was surrounded by a group of about 15 or 6 people, talking loudly! Looking at his appearance, he was also extraordinary; his height of 1.8 meters was rare in ancient times; his smooth and fair face was cold and handsome with sharp edges and corners; his dark and deep eyes were glowing with charming color; his thick eyebrows, tall nose, and beautiful lips were all exuding nobility and elegance.

Seeing Zhang Xuan looking over, he also smiled and nodded kindly!

However, how sharp Zhang Xuan's senses were now, he was sure that the hostile gaze just now came from the seemingly flawless man in front of him!

"Another hypocrite!" Zhang Xuan sighed secretly.

"Okay, Brother Wang, among the three of us, Brother Zichu and I are both late learners, Brother Wang, you are not only a talent in the two worlds earlier than us, but also a rich family of landlords, well-informed, this food is introduced, and by the way, we will introduce all the heroes present, let us open our eyes!

You don't have to go up and talk to us, just sit here and give us identification! Just like the handsome boy who was surrounded by everyone!"

Zhang Xuan raised his head at the young man and said to the fat man.

"Yes, Brother Wang, Wenbo is right, and the younger brother also wants to get to know him!" Sun Zichu agreed.

Literati participate in poetry meetings, one for fame, and the other for communication. Even if you don't gain much from both, it's good to have a long insight.

"Hehe, hey, you're asking the right person!" Wang Fatzi smiled smugly and said, "Then my brother will tell you!"

"Oh, just now Wenbo said that the star-studded moon-like son, the origin is really not small, he is the son of the prefect of Yangzhou, named Ma Ji, and the words are ......."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Ma Wencai?" Hearing this name, Zhang Xuan, who was drinking osmanthus wine, almost sprayed!