NOVEL NEXT Chapter 55: Barbeque with hawthorn wine
Chapter 55 Barbeque with hawthorn wine
The Dayin Dynasty was founded nearly a hundred years ago, and the national power was at its peak. People not only pursued quality of life, but also had psychological needs. They liked to have more contact with nature, especially officials. They were usually busy with official duties. Once there was a day off, especially in March, During this kind of outing, they are willing to get close to nature, hoping to relieve the fatigue caused by official work in nature, and feel the magic of nature to take a break in life.
The royal nobles participated in the outing, half of which was to enjoy themselves with the officials and the people, and the other half of the time when the spring was really good and they also wanted to go out for a walk, but they had their own area, and ordinary-level officials could not enter this circle.
Zhao Lan was sleepy all day and had no interest in anything. King Jin became very angry when he saw his youngest son's old and arrogant look, "I've given Mr. Shen and others to you. You have to be responsible in everything you do in the future." Otherwise, how can I convince my subordinates if I don’t act like a master?”
“Then you take it back.” Zhao Lan didn’t care at all.
King Jin was so angry that he wanted to hit someone with his hands, but Princess Jin stopped her and said, "Okay, you don't know that he has always been in poor health, why are you forcing him like this?"
"If you don't force him, he will be useless."
Princess Jin didn’t agree with the man’s words, “Even if our family’s status is ruined, it will be enough for him to live on for several lifetimes!”
"You..." King Jin was so angry that he was speechless. It took him a long time to say, "A loving mother often loses her son." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left the courtyard.
General officials can only set up a tent when they go out to spring. Princes and officials of the second rank and above have their own separate courtyards. Mr. Fan is the third rank of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Personnel, and like ordinary officials, he can only set up tents.
Fan Yanjia ran wildly and somehow ended up in another courtyard. The guards on duty seemed to have carried the list of officials from the capital. When they saw him coming, they did not stop him, but asked him, "Who are you looking for, Mr. Fan?" Have to run errands for him.
He waved his hand sheepishly, "I'm not looking for anyone, just wandering around."
Unexpectedly, I was just about to run back when I met King Jin coming out. When he saw Mr. Fan’s youngest son, his serious and majestic face softened a bit. He turned to the people behind him and said, "Tell Lan'er that Mr. Fan is looking for him."
Fan Yanjia:…
He’s not looking for anyone!
He also ran to the grass at the entrance of Jinwang's Courtyard for some reason. It was really evil.
King Jin thought he had given him a good look and reached out to pat Fan Yanjia on the shoulder. "It's fun. If you need anything, just ask me."
Fan Yanjia was frightened and embarrassed, so she could only nod, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking care of me."
“Yes.” King Jin nodded and strode away.
Fan Yanjia scratched his face, feeling really embarrassed.
Zhao Lan came out and saw that it was Mr. Fan’s youngest son calling him. His father had just called for Mr. Fan in the morning. Unexpectedly, the Fan family came over before noon. He sneered secretly and looked at him with contempt, "What's the matter?"
Fan Yanjia didn't know how many times he had used this kind of look on people who came to curry favor with his father. He didn't expect it to be used on him so quickly. It was really... He suppressed his emotions and made an excuse at random, "There is a good barbecue place. I want to Go together?"
His invitation was actually very insincere. Logically speaking, Zhao Lan, the king of Pingyang County, should have disdained it at all. Unexpectedly, he agreed.
"Huh?" Fan Yanjia was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he reacted quickly and smiled quickly, "Then please come with me, the prince." In order to avoid the mother-in-law's talk, Zhao Lan accepted the appointment of Lord Fan's younger son and followed him there. Ordinary officials left to play in the green space.
To the north, at the end of the creek, is where the petty officials from the capital camp and play. No one expected that Minister Fan would actually come. Everyone greeted him and saluted him, especially Chief Xue, who almost treated Master Fan as an old queen and rushed to the front. Trying to please.
Su Ruojin looked at his father, who was squeezed behind the crowd, and then at Master Fan, who was surrounded by people, standing silently.
Mr. Fan smiled and walked straight to the Su family's grill. Dashi and Ershi were so frightened that they knelt on the ground. The mutton skewers and pork belly were thrown on the grill and they were sizzling. The aroma was fragrant, and they could see the dripping oil. The meat was about to burn when the charcoal fire was pouring over it. Su Ruojin quickly turned to Mr. Fan and quickly walked to the oven to save the skewers that were about to be burnt.
Hold the oil brush in one hand and keep turning it over with the other hand. In a few clicks, the skewers will be golden and attractive.
“Sir, give—”
Su Ruojin handed over the kebabs to Mr. Fan, her little face smiling like a flower, sweet and cute.
Who doesn’t love a cute little cute baby? Master Fan wanted to give his son such a lovely granddaughter as soon as possible, and at the same time he reached out to take the meat skewers that the young lady grilled with great care, and said with a smile, "Fan thanked the young lady."
“You’re welcome, sir.” Su Ruojin reminded, “Sir, it tastes better if you eat it while it’s hot!”
He came out just for fun. Mr. Fan was not too pretentious and friendly. He picked up the skewers with a smile and nodded while eating, "Well, it really tastes better if you eat it while it's hot."
For men, some beer would be a perfect match at this time. Unfortunately, the Yin Dynasty did not have it, but the Su family had hawthorn wine!
Out for fun, Su Ruojin was afraid that everyone would get drunk, so she specially mixed some rice wine with no alcohol content. She quickly took it out and asked Master Fan to sit on the carpet, and drank the sweet and refreshing hawthorn wine while making skewers.
It is simply the enjoyment of life.
The Minister of Civil Affairs was eating kebabs at Su's house, and some high-ranking officials around him hurriedly came over to say hello, including Su Yanli's immediate superior, the Imperial College Jijiu (from the fourth rank, equivalent to the principal of the highest university) to the Imperial College Siye (the fifth rank, equivalent to the vice-president). ) The two of them sat around Master Fan, chatting and laughing. Chief Xue and others were diligent in bringing skewers and pouring wine for Master Fan, accompanying him to enhance the atmosphere, and reciting poems in the spring light, in the style of a scholar.
The adults have the fun of adults, and the mistress of the house has the social interactions of a mistress.
When Mrs. Fan arrived, there was also a large circle around her. The ladies kept praising and flattering her. As Mr. Fan's official position continued to rise, Mrs. Fan had already developed the skills of an official wife. The subordinates were calm and dealt with everything one by one.
The first time I saw Su Yanli's wife, I saw her standing helplessly beside Mrs. Yang. She was obviously the hostess of this place today, but she shrank like a little girl and avoided Mrs. Yang. She shook her head secretly. No wonder Su The family hasn't been established yet. It turns out that Su Yanli lacks a good wife!
However, this had nothing to do with her. She was able to bring her grandson here because she was interested in the barbecue that would satisfy his appetite. She walked to the ingredient rack with interest and pointed to the condiment bowl sprinkled with sesame seeds, "This is how to make barbecue skewers." Delicious sauce?”
Su Ruojin’s eyes flashed and she nodded innocently, “Yes, madam!”
The matter of the crystal osmanthus cake has not yet been finished. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fan fell in love with her barbecue sauce, and for a while, countless thoughts went through her mind.
(End of this chapter)