I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Just relying on these foods, it is asserted that this restaurant can bear the reputation of "the first building in the world"?

Several other people looked at each other, then picked up their chopsticks, and each picked up the food they liked at first glance. Just after eating, the wonderful taste hovered in their mouths.

They stared round.

How can there be such a good feeling?
Simply unimaginable.

No wonder he just ate just now and didn't say a single comment. If it were them, they wouldn't give a comment either--it was too much of a waste of time for him to eat.

Several people wolfed down several mouthfuls.

A person picked up the small wine jug in front of him, shook it, and sniffed the taste of the wine at the mouth of the bottle.

When the others saw his actions, they suddenly came to their senses. By the way, it turned out that they ordered drinks.

Aren't these drinks the most expensive items on the entire table?

They also picked up the jug, poked their heads around, and smelled the wine.

Very intense bouquet.

This made them a little surprised. This wine seemed to be different from the drinks they drank elsewhere?
Someone carefully poured it into the wine glass prepared by the restaurant, and then took a sip, the burning sensation in his throat made him burst into tears.

But after someone took a small sip, his face flushed, and he couldn't wait to take another sip.

The choked man waved his hand and frowned: "What does this wine taste like? How could it be so?" He searched his stomach, trying to find a suitable adjective.

"Lie?" The person next to him tentatively gave a word.

The man nodded heavily: "That's right, not only fierce, but also irritable."

Someone looked at the man in surprise: "I didn't expect Brother Wei to be able to eat this kind of wine." He drew out his tone with a hint of teasing.

"That's right, someone who looks like Brother Wei can drink rouge wine best, and I'm afraid that no matter what other wines, they won't be able to enter his mouth."

The others followed suit.

With a stubborn face, the man knocked on the table: "Can eating rouge wine be called eating wine?"

"I'm just a little uncomfortable, this wine is too exciting, I'm not ready."

"It seems that Brother Wei doesn't know how to drink alcohol." A person shook his head, greedily and intoxicatedly took a sip of the wine, "If you don't want to eat, why don't you give me the wine?"

The man immediately protected his flagon and shook his head: "Are you kidding, how could I give it to you."

"Isn't it just eating wine!"

"How can I not!"

The man raised his head and took a sip, his face flushed immediately, the spicy taste kept stimulating him, making him feel nauseous.

After quickly taking two mouthfuls of food, I suppressed the strange feeling, but I still couldn't help but burp.

The people next to him laughed again.

There is not much malice, just a few simple jokes about this matter.

The scholar surnamed Wei turned his head, glanced at the person who said the conspiracy theory just now, and asked, "What, do you still think that the store owner is some kind of big shot with a background?"

The man nodded and took a sip of his drink: "Of course."

"If it weren't for the big man in the store, do you think you can bring out so many dishes that we have never eaten?"

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and tapped lightly on the plate: "Not to mention anything else, just look at this white porcelain, the rich and noble parts are revealed inadvertently."

Someone lowered his head, glanced at the crude flagon in his hand, and always felt that these few words were not convincing enough.

One shook his head, dismissing the idea.

After a while, the two quarreled over the strength of alcohol.

Others ignore this, small things happen several times a day.

A person waved his hand and said softly: "I have an idea now, why don't the few of us also write a Fu on the No. [-] Floor in the World, what do you think?"

The two people who were arguing stopped immediately.

Everyone turned to look at this person: "How do you say that?"

"What do we write?"

The man waved his hand and lowered his voice: "I heard that it's not just those scholars who wrote Fu for this family, but some of them haven't written yet."

"Tell me. If we write a prose with extraordinary literary talent, it will overwhelm the crowd, and you will be taken in by the nobles, and you will be accepted as disciples, following the example of Ma Zhou."

He said this and stopped talking.

But the meaning has been expressed very clearly, this is an opportunity for them.

Although they all have a heart for the nobleman, hoping to be admired by the nobleman, they will rise to the top from now on, but they think that they are not people who follow others.

People who follow the trend are flattering and superior, and they don't have much ability.

And they hope that they will be discovered by the nobles because of their own abilities, just like Ma Zhou, or like the current Chang'an county county captain Zhou.

But apart from the imperial examination, how can you tell whether a person's ability is good or bad?

Isn't this a good opportunity?

"That's right, even if you don't mention this opportunity."

"This table of good food and this pot of good wine are worth the best ink and the most expensive paper." A person nodded, agreed, and said softly.

Then, they discussed how to write this fu next.

Yin Xuan didn't know what the group of people were thinking, but lay lazily on the table, looking at Li Lizhi and Li Shu, arguing with red ears.

Yin Xuan recently arranged a project for them.

How to get out the fireworks.

He knew how to make gunpowder, but he was at a loss as to how to make fireworks. When he was a child, he only cared about playing and trying to make it explode more powerfully.

Boys, explosions are art.

I haven't really thought about how to make it blow up better. When I want to study how to make it look better and please girls, I will ban fireworks and firecrackers.

The most important thing is that you have reached the age of legal responsibility. If you continue to study, you will be arrested and sent to jail.

A great Nobel-style scientist just fell away.

Therefore, Yin Xuan pinned his hopes on Li Lizhi and Li Shu.

The two little girls have experimented several times in the past few days, but the final result is not satisfactory to them, let alone the sky full of sparks and fire trees and silver flowers that Yin Xuan described.

It's just that a complete spark didn't pop out.

Both of them have their own ideas, and now they are arguing about what kind of experiment they should conduct next time.

Yin Xuan just silently watched the two kittens blow their fur, wishing they could have a watermelon on hand.

Wait until the day passes.

The guests left with their concerns in mind. Li Lizhi and Li Shu were led out by the maid while they were arguing.

Yin Xuan watched Gaotie tidy up the house.

I was wondering in my heart if I could improve my knife skills today.

Suddenly, a system notification sounded next to my ear.