Chapter 42 You know Li Longji
In fact, the soup in the soup dumpling is not very hot anymore, but it is still very uncomfortable to spray it on your forehead!
The soup flowed down the old man's face, flowing so much that it was all over his nose, and a lot of the soup flowed onto his beard. The old man was so angry that he still had half a bun in his mouth, so he couldn't curse him immediately.
Wang Anran stretched out her sleeves to wipe his face and said, "Okay, okay, please calm down. If you have anything to say when you are full, you will not have the strength to curse people if you are not full!"
The old man also felt something was wrong. He was not like this in the past. He always made others so angry, but few people could anger him. But somehow, when he saw Wang Anran today, he was so angry that he was greatly out of his standard by this young man.
The old man thought to himself: "He doesn't know who I am, so he dares to be so arrogant. OK, just wait until I get full before I say who I am. By then, he will definitely be scared to death at night, and I will be relieved!"
This old man is not an ordinary person. After thinking it through, he immediately pressed his breath back into his stomach, wiped his face clean, and ate buns without saying a word. He must adhere to the principle of not eating without saying anything.
By concentrating on eating buns, he immediately felt the beauty of the buns. Their taste was delicious. He only saw in his life that even when he was in Chang'an, he had never eaten such delicious food.
When I had something delicious, I forgot the principle and started talking. The old man praised: "It turns out that fish soup was added to the mutton filling, one mutton and one fish, but it was just a fresh word. This fresh soup bun is good."
After eating a bun, Wang Anran picked up another one and continued to eat it. This time, Wang Anran didn't say anything. Anyway, Feng had a lot of things for him, enough for two people to eat.
When the old man ate the second bun, he had experience and learned things very quickly. He imitated Wang Anran, bit the buns first, absorbed the soup, and then started chewing.
After eating two buns, he asked again: "This is called egg bread rice, which is exquisite and beautiful. I asked me to review it. How should it be eaten?"
It seems that he has learned his lesson and is afraid of being criticized for his forehead again. Wang Anran picked up the plate and handed it to him, saying, "Dig it with a spoon, I won't spray this one, don't worry!"
The old man picked up a spoon and dug a piece of egg bread. He saw that there was a layer of egg skin outside and rice inside, but he had never seen the way to cook rice before. He had never eaten fried rice before, so he couldn't help but praise: "It's really exquisite. Even the imperial chef in the palace can't make such delicious food that is both colorful and fragrant."
"The taste is better, you can tell if you try it." Wang Anran ate the buns while picking up her chopsticks and jealous cabbage.
The old man ate the egg bread rice, and after tasting the taste, he kept nodding, and after eating the egg bread rice, he actually sighed: "Boy, you are really lucky. My mother's cooking skills are so superb, which makes others envious!"
Seeing that Wang Anran was jealous and did not hesitate at all, he picked up the chopsticks in his food box, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it. He kept saying um, um, and asked Wang Anran how this dish was made and how it tasted so delicious.
Wang Anran said it was a hype, so the old man was silent. He didn't know what the hype was, but he was embarrassed to ask, that would make him seem too ignorant. He always laughed at others for ignorance, and he must not let others laugh at him for him.
The two of them had a full meal with a large food box in just a moment.
After eating, Wang Anran lay on the couch. He knew that the old man was not an ordinary person, but if he asked him what he wanted, the old man would definitely not say it, so it would be better to hold it in the old man and let him say it himself.
Wang Anran said: "Why did you come in? I don't want to know, and I don't want to tell you about my own affairs. Don't ask each other, just sleep quietly."
The old man glanced at him and smiled and said, "You want to use the method of provoking? This method is not one, so I am so fooled!"
"I'm really not in the mood to listen to you. My own affairs are annoying enough. It's related to royal affairs, alas!" Wang Anran sighed, closed his eyes, but thought to himself, I left a gimmick, I don't believe you won't ask.
The old man was very concerned about the royal affairs and asked hurriedly: "What kind of royal affairs are related to? Let's talk about it!"
Wang Anran sat up from the couch, and the old man immediately made a look of listening with a good student, but saw Wang Anran take out a small bottle from his arms.
The old man asked, "Do you want to drink? I have it here." As he said that, he picked up the wine pot in his food box and handed it to Wang Anran.
Wang Anran shook his head. What he took out was lavender essential oil. The sour smell in the prison was too strong, and there were many small insects. Lavender essential oil could cure these two things.
He sprinkled some on the bed, poured some into his hands, first applied both hands and arms, then untied his clothes and used essential oils. He massaged his armpits, and after a while, he pressed his little finger with essential oils.
The old man smelled the aroma of essential oil and frowned and said, "You live in Chengguan Village? I know that there are no rich households, let alone rich people. How can you afford such expensive flower essence? Or is it given to you by someone else?"
Wang Anran said: "I made it myself. It took a lot of effort and was called lavender essential oil. It is very useful. It can calm the mind and help sleep, and prevent insects. It is the favorite thing for literati to use. You can try it." He handed the bottle to the old man.
The old man took the bottle, smelled it, nodded and said, "The fragrance is so fragrant, but it is not greasy. It is indeed a good flower essence dew. When I was in Chang'an, the Prince of Linzi once gave me a bottle of flower essence dew. I heard that it was made from Dashi and was a tribute dedicated to the queen. However, now I feel that the bottle of flower essence dew seems to be inferior to yours."
Wang Anran thought about it and found that essential oils were available in the West a long time ago, and it was normal for Wu Zetian to be treated as a tribute. He asked: "How much can this kind of flower essence dew be bought in Chang'an?"
The old man glanced at him and said, "The flower essence is not visible on the market. Hu merchants are sold directly to the rich homes. Of course, the best thing is to send it to the palace. Wang Xiaoyou, if you can make flower essence, you will be rich and will be as rich as the country in another day!"
Wang Anran smiled and said, "Yes. By the way, I haven't asked what the old man should call him?"
The old man touched his beard and said, "If you don't know me, you must be a rural boy. I am Chai Xiangrong." After that, he waited for Wang Anran to take his head and flattered countless times. But after waiting for a while, Wang Anran did not make any noise. Chai Xiangrong was very good. Even if he didn't know him, he should have heard of his name!
Wang Anran tilted his head and thought for a while. He really didn't have the name Chai Xiangrong in his memory, but he wanted to know who the other person was. He asked: "Who is the Prince of Linzi? Is it Li Longji? Are you very familiar with him?"
Seeing that Wang Anran had no respect for him, Chai Xiangrong was slightly disappointed, and said, "Don't call him the name of Your Highness directly. Well, I am indeed very familiar with him. Strangely, you are from Liangzhou, but you don't know your name. Instead, you know your Highness's name. Who did you hear?"
Wang Anran thought to himself: "I watched TV series." He smiled and said: "Li Sanlang, I often listen to businessmen, and he is a stupid and bold."
Chai Xiangrong smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "Your Highness is very bold, but not stupid. You can't say that again in the future."
Wang Anran asked again: "You two are really familiar with each other? How did you meet each other?"
Chai Xiangrong showed a look of pride on his face and said, "How did you meet him? When His Highness was young, I taught him his studies. The three words "Li Longji" were written by me step by step!"
"Are you Li Longji's teacher?" Wang Anran was shocked.
Chapter completed!