Chapter 177 Small Pot Rice Noodles (4)

Yu Jijiu held the spoon in one hand and the chopsticks in the other. He put a chopstick of rice noodles into the spoon with a little soup, blew slightly, and then put the rice noodles into his mouth.

This thing looks a bit like noodles, but it is smoother than ordinary noodles, and the texture is completely different from noodles. The white rice noodles are slippery in your mouth, and you can break them with a light bite, but they are tender.

It's not bad, and its special taste is something I've never tasted before.

Yu Jijiu simply loved the taste of this thing called rice noodles, especially the slippery texture in his mouth, which made him feel that eating it was extremely satisfying.

After taking several mouthfuls of rice noodles, Yu Jijiu took another spoonful of soup stock and put it into his mouth. The bone soup was salty and light, and extremely delicious. The meat sauce stir-fried with sauerkraut and pork minced meat was tender and had the unique sourness of sauerkraut.

And spicy, immersed in the bone soup, even the bone soup has a unique sour and delicious flavor.

What makes him feel special is the small piece of leek. He is not keen on things like leeks. Most of the leeks he eats on weekdays are stir-fried, and occasionally he eats them as fillings in dumplings, wontons, and pot stickers.

The ingredients used seemed to be floating in the soup, which was the first time I saw it.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Jijiu still did not remove the leek leaves mixed with the rice noodles with chopsticks, but put them into his mouth.

The moment he entered the mouth, Yu Jijiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and was a little surprised: I originally thought that the leek leaves would have a strange discomfort when paired with rice noodles, but I didn't expect that not only would it not, but it would also have a richer taste.

The unique spicy flavor can be said to be the icing on the cake.

Swishing rice noodles is indeed addictive. By the time Yu Jiu finished his meal and left the table, there was not even any soup left in the casserole. Although the noodles were sweating all over, they tasted unique.

A different kind of hearty feeling.

When it was almost time for the morning meal, Wen Mingtang took his small pot of rice noodles to the table and sat down. He chatted with glutinous rice balls and others about moon cakes for the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ji Caimai, who knows how to make money by calculating the abacus, said frankly: "Our takeout business is very prosperous. Whether it is braised duck products, ice powder, sour plum drink, etc., they are all very popular. There are several teachers in the Imperial College next door.

The doctor has come here several times to buy duck products. Master Wen, I thought that until the Mid-Autumn Festival, I could make mooncakes in the public kitchen and take advantage of the take-out wind to blow stronger!"

Hearing this, Wen Mingtang nodded and said, "I think so too."

However, there is still more than half a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so there is no rush. Compared to this...

"In two days' rest day, I'm going to Lishan Mountain," Wen Mingtang said to Ji Caimai, "The place where Yu held the banquet was Lishan Mountain."

When Ji Caimai heard the word "Lishan", he couldn't help but twitch his lips: "I actually chose Lishan..." But even though he muttered, he was not surprised.

"If you have the spirit of a man of letters to offer wine, you will definitely choose an elegant place with mountains and rivers like this. It is not surprising that you would choose Lishan Mountain!" Ji Caimai said, rubbing his chin and said, "For ordinary people like us, this is

The delivery of food and other things is a bit far."

But no matter how far away they are, Yu Jijiu is not stingy with money, so they can do it.

Wen Mingtang nodded, picked up a fried egg lying in the soup, sucked up the soup, and took a bite. The liquid egg inside spread on the rice noodles. She picked up a chopstick and put the rice noodles mixed with egg liquid into her mouth. She said:

"I haven't been to Lishan Mountain yet, but it just so happens that I can take this opportunity to go there and have a look!"

The beautiful Lishan Mountain is also known as Xiuling. "Weishui River is white in autumn and Lishan Mountain is red in the evening." Lishan Mountain in the evening is one of the "Eight Scenic Spots in Guanzhong"!

The banquet place chosen by Yu Jijiu is naturally not inferior. A few days ago, Yu Jijiu also sent over the guest list together with their preferences.

Wen Mingtang has already made a banquet menu for this purpose, and it happens that he can send it to Ji Caimai for a look. There is nothing wrong with the menu. Ji Caimai can find all the ingredients used, but...

Ji Caimai frowned, looked at Wen Mingtang who was chatting about rice noodles, pointed to the name of a person on the list, and asked her: "Is this Wang He the great scholar of Shuozhou?"

Although the name "Wang He" is not uncommon, the "Wang He" that may appear on the Yu Ji wine banquet list is probably the only one in Da Rong! Ji Caimai's face became a little solemn when he thought of this.

Hearing this, Wen Mingtang nodded and said, "That's him! Earlier, Yu Jijiu told me about the origins of these people. Although I didn't understand these people, I remembered them all. This Wang He

He is from Shuozhou."

As soon as he said this, Ji Caimai hesitated. He looked at Wen Mingtang who was lowering his head with chopsticks and pressing the omelette into the soup, letting the omelette soak up the soup. He hesitated to speak.

Wen Mingtang, who noticed Ji Caimai's expression, raised his head and looked at Ji Caimai: "Ji Caimai, what's wrong?"

When Ah Bing and Tang Yuan, who were slurping rice noodles with their heads down, heard this, they also raised their heads and looked at Ji Caimai.

We are all our own people, so there is no need to beat around the bush. Ji Caimai looked at Wen Mingtang and said frankly: "This Wang He and Wen Xuance have some issues."

Wen Mingtang nodded, picked up the omelette filled with soup, took a bite, said "oh" and said, "There are quite a few people who have issues with him!"

Ji Caimai: "..."

Seeing the girl acting like she was used to it, Ji Caimai couldn't help it. After thinking about it, he defended Wen Xuance: "You're a scholar! You can't help but be a little arrogant."

Wen Mingtang tasted the staggeringly fresh soup in his mouth and said with half-squinted eyes: "It's really rare for him to be so arrogant and make enemies everywhere."

Ji Caimai: "..."

I really don’t know how to refute this.

But despite this, Wen Mingtang still asked Ji Caimai: "What is the festival?"

Ji Caimai said: "Wang He and Wen Xuance studied in the same department. When he was in Shuozhou, Wang He was an unparalleled talent. However, Wang He was ridiculed by your father with poems and articles during the palace examination."

Wen Mingtang suddenly realized: "I am afraid that this is the first time that Wang has been humiliated like this since he has grown so big. I think he is going to be angry to death!"

"Isn't that right? Even though he came second in the imperial examination, when has he ever fallen behind others as a great talent? If he wasn't the number one scholar, he would rather not become an official in the court! So he immediately packed up his baggage, refused the official position and returned to Shuozhou to become a great scholar.

Gone!" Ji Caimai said.

Tang Yuan, who was slurping rice noodles, was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Isn't it good to be ranked second in the rankings? I don't even want to be an official. What's the matter? This is too outrageous!"

After ten years of hard work, no one asked me about it, but I suddenly became famous all over the world. After reading so many books for so many years, I don’t want to be an official anymore?

Ji Caimai glanced at Tangyuan: "How can ordinary people like us understand such a great talent? After your father's accident, he was very angry when he heard that Great Talent Wang was in trouble. Because he could no longer compete with your father, he became seriously ill because of it.

One scene. If he met you on Lishan Mountain, I'm afraid he would drag you to compete in poetry and essays!"

Wen Mingtang spread his hands: "..."

What kind of poetry does she know? It's more like cooking.

Just as he was thinking like this, Ji Caimai on the other side seemed to suddenly think of something. He said "Ah" and said: "By the way! I'm afraid you didn't know what was going on outside when you went to Yeting. I heard that there was someone."

After your father's accident, your father's student switched to Wang He's name, and his name is..."

It’s none of her business to tell anyone! Wen Xuance had many students, but compared to the original owner who was still a child at the time, he probably couldn’t remember any of them. Wen Mingtang was thinking about it while eating, but heard Ji Caimai say: “I remember

The surname is not very common, it seems to be called Xunzhou..."

"Plop!" There was a sound, and the spoon in Wen Mingtang's hand who was ladling soup suddenly fell into the soup. The soup splashed on the girl's face, but the girl didn't even bother to wipe it, but looked at her in surprise.

Ji Caimai asked: "Ji Caimai, what is that student's name?"
Chapter completed!