Live as the emperor

Chapter 52 Grilled chicken wings, my favorite
Zhou Zhiruo didn't know the second couplet, she never met her, neither did her father Zhou Ding, nor did a group of gentlemen in her family.

Chen Guang came out.

This man who looks much smaller than himself.

In fact, according to her current age, she definitely belongs to an older unmarried young woman who is subject to single taxation.

However, she is Shang Shu's daughter, who dares to speak of her?
Gossip less, Zhou Zhiruo carefully savored Chen Guang's second couplet, although she always wanted to say something, but she found that she couldn't put forward any opinions.

However, if this is the case, the Xialian has already come out, and the Xialian has not appeared so far, so naturally there are other agencies.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Okay, then I can barely count you as a match."

Mr. Song congratulated: "Such couplets can be matched, Mr. Yang is so good."

Nian Wushuang looked admiring, and said: "I have never convinced others easily in my life, today you are the first, Mr. Yang."

Min'er didn't know when she stopped playing the piano, she came over and clapped her hands happily and shouted, "Sanggong is so amazing."

Prince Wang kept his mouth shut and didn't speak. He felt that he had received a huge blow today, and he didn't want to speak anymore.

Chen Guang raised his eyebrows and said, "What does it mean to barely count me as a match?"

"Because I have other ways of reading the Shanglian." Zhou Zhiruo said.

Originally looking at this couplet, it was already very strange, and it was not easy to be able to match it. I didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to have a mystery in this couplet.

However, what is even more unexpected is that Chen Guang is completely right in the face of this mystery.

"Ha, this kind of odd couplet, barely match, is enough for you to be proud of, don't overestimate yourself and make yourself fat with a swollen face." Wang Gongzi said.

Chen Guang just looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Then tell me, how can you read this couplet?"

He didn't even look at the prince.

Prince Wang suddenly became furious, but he held back in front of Zhou Zhiruo.He has already made up his mind, and when this gathering is over, he must teach this guy a big lesson.

Zhou Zhiruo also became angry, is this guy really that powerful?Even such a combination can be matched?
She raised her voice and said: "The sea tide, the tide goes up, and the tide goes down."

This couplet has been read in a different way, but the meaning is completely different.

Everyone's eyes lit up, this change was unheard of.

However, Chen Guang quickly picked it up: "Floating clouds rise, rise for a long time, and often rise and disappear."

"It's really a match." Nian Wushuang was amazed.

Zhou Zhiruo continued: "The tide of sea water rises and falls."

Chen Guang followed quickly: "The floating clouds rise, often rise, and often disappear."

In this second line, a homonym has been modified, and a sentence sentence has been modified, so the meaning is quite different.

"Can it still be like this?" Mr. Song was not calm for a moment.

Jin Kebi looked at Chen Guang like a great god.

"The sea tide, the tide rises, the tide falls." Zhou Zhiruo sped up her speech.

"The clouds rise, always rise, always rise, always rise and disappear." Chen Guang did not pause at all.

The two seemed to be having a normal conversation, as if they didn't need to use their brains at all.

"The sea is tide, tide, tide." Zhou Zhiruo stared at Chen Guang.

Chen Guang did not back down, and the two looked at each other: "Floating clouds always rise, always rise, and always disappear."

"Okay." There was no time to think about whether Chen Guang's second line was perfect, but he was already a god in being able to correct it. Even Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but praise it.

She went on to say: "As the saying goes, four or six can't make sense, but I can still make four or six points in this couplet. Read it: the sea is facing the tide, and the tide is rising and falling."

Chen Guangdao: "Coincidentally, I can also score four or six points in this couplet. Floating clouds often rise, often rise and disappear."

Jin Kebi: "..."

Nian Wushuang: "..."

Young Master Song: "..."

Prince Wang: "..."

"My sentence is still [-], the sea tide rises and the tide falls."

"What a coincidence, I can do this too: floating clouds always rise, always rise and always rise and disappear."

The onlookers said, I happen to be your sister.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "I can break it into a five-character poem. The sea water rises and falls, and the tide rises and falls."

"Ah, that's really a coincidence. I can do it too: floating clouds always rise, often rise and often disappear."

At this point, Zhou Zhiruo was completely convinced, and said, "Okay, you won."

"Haha." Chen Guang laughed loudly and said, "Acceptance, acquiescence."

Now that she lost, Zhou Zhiruo naturally didn't mention that painting again. Chen Guang really liked it, so naturally she wouldn't mention it.

Even if the Doulian was completely over here, Chen Guang singled out Wang Gongzi and Zhou Zhiruo with his own strength, and he was not at a disadvantage at all—oh no, he firmly gained the upper hand.

This was originally Zhou Zhiruo's traditional repertoire, but Chen Guang forcibly showed it today, and I don't know if they will leave a psychological shadow after today.

After fighting for so long, it was almost noon, and when it was time to order dinner, Min'er asked someone to move the food out of the carriage.

Zhou Zhiruo ordered her servants to take out the cakes they brought and put them on the table, saying, "This is made by my cook, come and taste it."

A few plates of pastries were placed on the table, and the pleasant aroma filled the air. After all, he was the cook of the Shangshu family, and his skills were first-class.

Nian Wushuang couldn't wait to say: "I can eat the pastry brought by the girl last week again, take it orally." He squeezed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, swallowed it in one gulp, and said vaguely: "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious. "

Jin Kebi laughed and scolded: "It's like this every time, and I'm not afraid of choking you to death."

Zhou Zhiruo refused to eat. He raised his head and looked around, only to find that not far away, Chen Guang was directing two servants to dig a hole.

She suddenly felt strange, walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Guang turned his head and looked at it, then smiled and said, "Scared me. Me? Make lunch, what else can I do?"

"Dig a hole for lunch? How to do it?" Zhou Zhiruo looked puzzled.

"You'll know later." Chen Guang still decided to keep it a secret.

Others also gathered around, Nian Wushuang's mouth was full, and he was holding a piece of pastry in one hand. He seemed to be about to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he sprayed out a cloud of powder, and then choked so much that he rolled his eyes. to drink water.

Jin Kebi next to him was speechless and choked, wishing to cut off justice with him.

After the pit was dug, it was two feet deep. Next, Chen Guang asked someone to light a fire in the pit first, and the fire blackened the surrounding soil.When all the firewood was burned into charcoal, they took out several things tightly wrapped in paper from the car and put them into the pit. The charcoal fire instantly ignited the paper, and everyone saw clearly that the inside was made of mud. An oval thing.

"Are you making pottery?" Nian Wushuang asked again after finally swallowing the ball of pastry that nearly choked him to death.

Jin Kebi couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped Nian Wushuang on the back of the head: "You are stupid, didn't you say to make lunch? Make a pottery and eat it?"

Although the others were wondering what Chen Guang was going to do for lunch, they decided not to ask after seeing what happened to Nian Wushuang.Although it won't take a beating, it also seems to look a little silly.

After the things were put in, Chen Guang made another fire until the charcoal almost filled the pit.Then he took out a barbed wire fence, put it on the pit, and took out a few strings of pre-processed chicken wings and chicken legs from the carriage, as well as condiments.

Only then did everyone realize that Chen Guang had done so many tricks to prepare a barbecue.

Barbecue is familiar to everyone, but in fact, barbecue is the earliest method of food processing in the world, which is thousands of years earlier than frying, stewing and frying.

The chicken wings and drumsticks were placed on the shelf, and Chen sat on the disc legs. He used a brush to brush the sauce on the chicken wings, and then began to sing.

"Grilled chicken wings, my favorite..."

Zhou Zhiruo frowned, and Min'er said mercilessly: "It's really unpleasant."

Chen Guang looked up to the sky and sighed, you don't understand Master Xing's feelings.

The bursts of aroma from the barbecue stirred everyone's taste buds.Chen Guang himself was full of saliva, watching the chicken wings burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, on the golden and crispy skin, the sauce and oil stains jumped happily, meeting the flames, making a "sizzling" sound.

Min'er said: "It smells so good."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but sit down opposite Chen Guang.

Nian Wu looked at the chicken wings eagerly and said, "Can I eat it?"

Mr. Wang snorted coldly, turned around and left. Mr. Song wanted to stay, but when he saw Mr. Wang leaving, he hesitated for a moment, and left with Mr. Wang.

Chen Guang watched him go, but he didn't make a sound to persuade him to stay. The two of them were at war with each other just now.It was Jin Kebi who asked him to stay, but Wang Gongzi didn't even look back, so forget it.

The chicken wings were roasted quickly, and each person shared one. That Zhou Zhiruo looked at the black ones on them. Although the smell was very attractive, she didn't dare to take it.Chen Guang couldn't help laughing and said: "Eat it, it's not poisonous, all of you ladies have special cooks to make snacks, we ordinary people do it ourselves, and we don't see anything wrong with eating so much."

Min'er next to him rolled his eyes when he heard that, you are a dignified prince, and you still call yourself a commoner, the emperor will beat you to death.

Seeing that Nian Wushuang and Jin Kebi were both feasting, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't hold back in the end, and took a pair of grilled chicken wings and ate them.

Before crossing, Chen Guang lived alone. Sometimes he really didn’t know what to do, so he built a barbed wire net and used a small stove to bake food. After a long time, the craftsmanship naturally improved, and today’s materials are all It was prepared by the chef in the house, so the food made in this way is of course delicious.

After eating the roasted wings, Zhou Zhiruo was still unsatisfied, and said, "What is the buried one? Can it be eaten?"

"Oh yes." Chen Guang patted his forehead and said with a smile, "I almost forgot if you didn't remind me."

He hurriedly asked people to get out those few lumps of soil. After roasting by fire, the soil was already dry, it was pitch black, and white smoke was still coming out.

Use a hammer to pry the soil open, and the aroma immediately hits your nostrils.

"Come on, try it, it's definitely not available outside, beggar's chicken." Chen Guang said proudly.

Zhou Zhiruo asked: "Why is it called a beggar's chicken?"

Chen Guangdao: "At the end of last year, when I went out, I saw a beggar who picked up a dead chicken. He didn't have any cooking utensils, so he sealed it with soil and set it on fire for an hour. I thought it was very interesting, so I went with him. I waited for this thing to be fully cooked, and when I ate it, it tasted very delicious. Later, I went back to improve it and made this. To commemorate this interesting origin, I still call it Beggar’s Chicken.”

(End of this chapter)