My years in the Northern Song Dynasty Guozijian

In the outer city, by the Jinming Pool, we can see from a distance that weeping poplars are dipped in water, and tobacco is laying embankments.

This Jinming Pond, also known as the Golden Pond, is located outside the Shuntian Gate in Tokyo.These buildings on the east bank are open from the first day of March to the eighth day of April every year, allowing common people to enter and visit.The environment on the west bank is quiet, and many people go fishing here.

But today, this tranquility was broken.For some reason, there was a long line of vehicles and horses lining up beside Jinming Pond, and there were many more people fishing, and everyone seemed to be well-dressed and from a wealthy family.After careful questioning, I found out that it turned out that Mrs. Song's restaurant was newly opened nearby. Not only is the environment quiet and elegant, but the owner Mrs. Song's craftsmanship is even better.The number of people who had no choice but to receive was so small that the queue outside the door was long every day.

When Ye An brought Song Renzong to the store, he didn't expect there to be so many people. Fortunately, he had a fixed seat here, so he didn't panic.He crossed the crowd with peace of mind and called the waiter to lead the way.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoer's face was full of embarrassment: "Little boss, your seat..." Because Ye An helped the shop that day, after learning the identity of his investor, the shop assistants spontaneously called him "" Little boss".As for the big boss, it is naturally Song Wusao.

Ye An frowned: "What? You gave up without permission?"

"Is that true?" Xiaoer quickly explained: "But just now, a friend of yours came here with a token on his body. The boss saw it and asked him to go to your table."

"Eh..." Ye Anyi was at a loss for words. He thought that he didn't come here very often on weekdays, and the position was also idle, so he informed all his close friends.There are not many of them together, and I didn't expect to bump into them.

On the other hand, Renzong smiled and said that it doesn't matter, he can make a table for himself, and he also knows that Ye An's classmates are all good boys.After solving the burden on his heart in the palace, everything he sees now feels beautiful.What's more, the decoration in Mrs. Song's restaurant is really quiet and gorgeous, which is very pleasant to look at.

Ye An shrugged and asked the waiter to lead the way.Since this guy didn't care, he naturally wouldn't say anything, but the people inside were suffering, and the official appeared in front of him after eating, and this meal would probably give him a stomachache.

As a result, as soon as he entered the private room, he was completely stunned, with only one thought left in his mind, and now his stomach hurts and he is about to become himself...

In front of him, Pan Yuanqing was dressed in white, sitting at the table holding a wine glass, and frowned slightly when he saw someone coming.

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"Pa-ta" is the sound of ashes falling in the incense burner.There has been a tradition of incense since ancient times in China, and in the Northern Song Dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats played it even more, and many restaurants provided incense services.In Song Wusao's opinion, the sweet and greasy taste will affect the original taste of food, so she specially found a herbal spice, which is elegant and long-lasting, and is well received.

But even the pleasant smell could not alleviate the embarrassment in the house at this time.

Ye An sat in the middle, with the expressionless Pan Yuanqing on the left, and the playful Song Renzong on the right, feeling that the surrounding air was frozen.

After a while, Ye An breathed a sigh of relief when the waiter at the shop finally brought in the food, and just wanted to keep him there and say a few words to brighten the atmosphere.Unexpectedly, the kid felt the sword was on the verge of breaking out, as if the soles of his feet were oiled, and escaped in a flash.

Ye An: "..." In the end, I resisted everything.Sighing, she began to bite the bullet and said, "The name of this dish is Huangqiao Shaobing. Mrs. Song creatively added ghee in it. This cake is crisp, loose, soft, and thin, which is unique."

"There is also this Mrs. Song's fish soup, which is the signature dish of the restaurant, and many Beijing and Chinese gourmets come here for it."

"This is also delicious. It is an ancient dish from the Tang Dynasty, called 'Phoenix Fetus'. Take the eggs that have not yet been born in the belly of the hen, mix them with fish whites, and then drizzle with the sauce made of mutton and fish. Fresh tongues are about to be swallowed."

"Speaking of the Tang Dynasty, I heard that people in the Tang Dynasty ate pears steamed. It's unbelievable...hehe..."

Ye An laughed twice, then his voice became softer as he spoke, and finally buried his head in embarrassment.

At this time, Renzong suddenly said: "That's because they lacked sweetness in Tang Dynasty, and the climate in the northwest was dry, steamed pears are more nourishing and sweet to the lungs."

Although Pan Yuanqing didn't speak, he also raised his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

Ye An raised his head suddenly, couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and said excitedly: "No wonder, but I still think dried pears are delicious."

Renzong nodded, and popularized the eating habits of the previous dynasty with him while eating vegetables.He read a lot of miscellaneous books and spoke interestingly. Ye An listened very carefully.Although Pan Yuanqing didn't respond, he didn't show much impatience. Generally speaking, the meal was okay.

In the middle, Ye An also ordered two jugs of wine. The wine of this era only smelled of wine, the alcohol was not high, and it was slightly cloudy, and there were some green foam floating on it.The "green wine" and "green ants" that the ancients often said actually refer to this kind of wine. Ye An felt that it would be no problem even if he drank eight pots of this kind of wine, so he drank one cup after another as if it were sweet water. .

Pan Yuanqing didn't stop him, but let Xiao Ershang understand the wine soup and supervised him to drink it.

"I'm not drunk at all. This stuff is so bitter that I don't want to drink it." Ye An tried to avoid it, but finally finished it obediently under the majesty of the teacher.

Renzong watched the interaction between the two, frowning thoughtfully.When Ye An turned his head, he immediately returned to his usual gentle appearance.

"What do the officials think of this meal?" Ye An asked with a red face and a smile.

"Well..." Renzong deliberately whetted his appetite, and said lightly, "It's not bad."

"It's not bad! It's pretty good!" Ye An emphasized.

Renzong couldn't help laughing, and nodded seriously: "Well, indeed, it's pretty good."

"So... after eating, you don't feel that Shixing is very popular. Do you want to mention something?" Ye An's eyes lit up, and the drama is coming!

Unexpectedly, the Song emperor on the opposite side pondered for a moment, then shook his head solemnly: "No, I don't have any inspiration for poetry, so let's talk about it when I come back to eat."

"Then, what if there is no next time?" Ye An was dumbfounded, how could it be like this?

"Then next time."

Ye An is angry, the emperor's departure from the palace is not wholesale Chinese cabbage!How is it possible to dine here again and again!This is obviously prevarication.

Just about to speak, there was a knock on the door outside: "Master, it's time to go home."

Renzong probably recognized the person, and after responding lightly, he turned to Ye An and said, "Wait for next time, next time." After another glance at Pan Yuanqing, Shi Shiran left, leaving Ye An in a mess in the wind.

"What should I do?" Ye An squatted on the ground frantically.I have already promised Song Wusao, and now my plan has been disrupted!

"Don't worry, he's teasing you." Pan Yuanqing said calmly, knowing that the boy on the other side had drunk too much wine and his mind was a little confused.So he stepped forward to help him up.

"Really?" Ye An raised his head and looked at the teacher with tears in his eyes.His face was flushed, like a red fruit under the candlelight, his eyes were full of affection, and his petal-like mouth was slightly opened.

Pan Yuanqing paused with his hands, then embraced the young man in his arms as if nothing had happened, took him downstairs to check out, and then sent him home.

Because Pan Ye's family is next to each other, and all the servants in the family know him, Mr. Zhilang respects this gentleman very much.Jin Fu left people to sit in the mansion for a while, and respectfully brought tea according to the teacher's gift.

Pan Yuanqing stared blankly at the tea in his hand, feeling an unexplainable emotion in his heart, sighed slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.