In the next few days, I would never have any worries.

Because I was kidnapped just now and had bad luck, I simply saved my New Year greetings, for fear of bringing bad luck to other families.

He just stayed at home in vain, drinking the medicine soup prepared by Sun Simiao for him every day, and exchanging boxing techniques, medical skills, etc. when he has nothing to do, it is considered leisure.

It was Sun Simiao's name for Du He a little strange. Brother Du, which made the butler Du Chong a little confused. Sun Simiao was a miracle doctor and was old. When he was still in the Sui Dynasty, he was already famous.

What kind of virtue does your own son have? He can call him brother to this boss?

No matter how confused he is, Sun Simiao is willing to call him, what can he do?

Just shout, and then turn around and ask the people in the house to be careful when they go out to speak, and don’t talk nonsense about the fact that Doctor Sun and the second young master call each other brothers, especially strangers. If they are familiar... you don’t know what acquaintance should say.

In a blink of an eye, three or four days passed. On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the Tai Chi Palace became lively again. Envoys from various countries and the big men in the court came one after another. Almost all of them were coming.

During the Chinese New Year, no matter how you don’t open your eyes, you won’t feel unhappy during this period. Who’s only been in the New Year?

Du He was also among the palace, but compared with others, he was called to Liangyi Palace by Li Shimin as soon as he entered the palace.

Du He, who was originally planning to have a good chat with Changsun Wuji, was confused and left the four great kings outside the imperial study room. He poked his head into the imperial study room: "Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"

"Come here and sit down." Li Shimin looked serious: "Have you heard about the Tubo prime minister Lu Dongzan? You have many ideas, so what can I do to suppress him?"

Du He's eyes suddenly glared at the boss: "Your Majesty, are you kidding? Tubo is a person of the same level as Uncle Changsun, I'll suppress him?"

"I didn't let you fight with him." Li Shimin held a contemptuous look at Du He's attitude of admitting his defeat before the war started. After glaring at him, he said, "Will that be so? There will be a fun show at today's banquet, and you can watch it? Remember? No matter what method you use, they must be shocked."

Shocking? Can I still become a living person?

Turning the dead into life? Or turning the living into life?

Before Du He could say anything, he was driven out by Li Shimin? At the same time, a fat eunuch, who was half a big and small, was arranged to follow him? He was called an assistant.

Du He did not discriminate against eunuchs. Life was not easy. Everyone was trying to live. Look at his fat look? He asked casually: "What's your name?"

The fat man obviously knew Du He's identity? He bowed respectfully: "If you say the second young master, the villain's surname is Niu. You can just call me Niu Er."

"Niu Er?" Du He looked at the fat man seriously, white and tender? He was polite and didn't look like a scoundrel.

"Uh...? The second young master has heard of the young man?"

"No!" Du He shook his head and said to him with a bad taste: "But? If you meet someone named Yang Zhi in the future, stay away from him? Especially when you see that he has a knife in his hand? It is best to travel as far as possible."

The fat eunuch Niu Er stood there for a long time but couldn't figure out what Du He meant? He could only shake his head impatiently and chased Du He who was moving away: "Second Young Master, your Majesty asked me to cooperate with your work. Do you think what is more appropriate for me to do?"

Du He stood there and thought, but couldn't think of any way to shock the ugly people. When he was depressed, he suddenly saw a small piece of snow that had not yet melted in the corner of the ground, and his eyes lit up: "Do you need to do nothing, just tell me where the imperial kitchen is."

"Imperial kitchen? What are you doing when you go to the Imperial kitchen?" the fat eunuch asked curiously.

"You don't have to worry about this, take me there."

The palace is the palace, and it is also a kitchen. The number of chefs is incomparable to the ones. Not to mention anything else, Du He who changed his knives could not count them even if he combined them.

If there are cooks, helpers, good guys, hundreds of people.

Du He had to sigh that poverty restricted his imagination.

With the fat eunuch as his assistant, the eunuch in charge of the imperial kitchen was called over soon, bowing and bowing to Du He: "The second young master is here. If you have any need, just talk. As long as there is one in the imperial kitchen, I will bring it to you immediately."

"Vinegar, white vinegar, and some alkali, there will be nothing else. Oh yes, I need a snack."

The fat eunuch and the imperial kitchen manager looked at each other. None of them expected that Du He's request would be this.

Originally, I thought Du He was planning to use public service for personal gain and get some rare things from the imperial kitchen, but as a result, what people asked for was something ordinary that could not be thumped anymore.

Vinegar! Alkali! Is the Du family already so difficult?

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you go quickly?" At the fat man who stared at the two stupid husbands, Du He felt that the future of these two was basically the same. He was not smart at all, so how could he be motivated?

The two fat men flew away. After a while, they panted and took a few servants from the imperial kitchen, carrying the boss a bucket of white vinegar and two bags of alkali and ran back, and put it on the ground with a bang: "Second Master, do you want what you want to load the car and send it back?"

"Get out of the eyebrow, go away, what do I want these things?" Du He rolled his eyes in anger. A fat man kicked his thigh to relieve his anger. He looked at a few innocent servants and said to them: "You guys, make three or five kilograms of white vinegar, and then put the alkali in and stir it vigorously. How strong is it? Do you hear it?"

When the servant saw that Du He and the boss in the imperial kitchen were kicking it, they naturally did not dare to neglect it. They didn't even dare to ask why. They immediately became busy. After about a moment of busyness, the copper basin that was temporarily used to hold vinegar was already full of white things like ice crystals.

The two fat eunuchs stood aside and watched with no idea what Du He was doing. They finally waited for him to nod and said ok. Just as they were about to step forward, Du He arranged for a servant to put the large basin of ice crystals on the stove. The fire was raging, and the time was not long. The ice crystals began to melt and slowly turned into water.

It's so magical. Although I can't understand what Du He is doing, whether it's a fat eunuch or a traitor, I have a sense of being unaware of it.

"Second Young Master, what... what is this?" The fat eunuch Niu Er felt that Du He seemed easy to speak, and asked with courage.

"Sodium acetate supersaturated solution." Du He replied casually while observing what had already turned into liquid.

The fat man and others were stunned for a moment: "Vinegar, what's the night of vinegar?"

"Oh!" Du He shook his head helplessly and glanced at the few people: "Even if it is hot ice, the ice can be frozen in summer."

"Hot Bing..." Niu Er's expression was a little distorted: "What, what is Hot Bing?!"

"You don't understand after saying it, then, you guys are here first. When the thing gets cold, take it to the front. It will be of great use later. Remember, take it gently, and it's better not to shake it." Du He was too lazy to explain, patted his butt and left directly.

...

After a lot of trouble at the imperial kitchen, when Du He came to the front, Li Er's banquet had already begun.

Maybe it was the sequelae left by the so-called banquet in Pingkangfang last time. Du He was not interested in such an occasion. After entering the hall, he casually found a cat in the corner and sat there and looked lively.

In the past, the Tai Chi Hall, where high-ranking officials and nobles were full of tables, were filled with tables. All kinds of envoys from all over the country were wearing all kinds of clothes, and they spoke in their mouths of plastic and kept flattering Li Shimin.

Among these people, a man in his forties looked particularly unique, with a hooked nose, a slutch eye, a blue eyeball with a glassy color, sitting next to Changsun Wuji, smiling and talking about something.

The distance is too far, Du He doesn't know what he is saying, but based on the position he sits, this guy should be the legendary Tubo Daxiang Lu Dongzan.

The facts proved that he was not wrong. While he was looking at the other party, the man looked at him very sensitively, and at the same time said something to Changsun Wuji beside him.

Then, Changsun Wuji laughed: "Hahaha..., Da Xiang guessed it wrong. This is a famous young hero Du He Du Erlang in our Tang Dynasty. The young master of Shuangjue in Chang'an is talking about him."

Speaking of Du He, these characters in the hall were not very clear, but after hearing the nickname of Shuangjue Young Master, they all changed their faces. A few guys who were stumbled at the sight of Western Regions were about to laugh out loud: "I have heard of Shuangjue Young Master's name for a long time and have never been able to meet them. Today, it turns out that it is better to be famous than to meet them..."

Bang...

Du He stood on the table.

Mao, can you use idioms? What does it mean to be famous when you meet?!

When the old master saw Du He being defeated, he showed a gloating smile and agreed: "Yes, yes, it's better to be famous than to meet. This kid is usually too lazy to be tight. Even if we want to meet him, it will be extremely difficult. Today I don't know if the sun is coming out from the west, but he actually came here on his own initiative."

Du He was speechless, who did I provoke whom, what did I do? I want to take advantage of the situation, right?

I didn't want to pay attention to those Western Regions, but those Western Regions didn't plan to let him go. After a few polite words, I asked directly: "Mr. Du, we have been admiring the Tang Dynasty for a long time, especially porcelain, silk, and the most popular frostings nowadays. I wonder if the young master can give him more frostings to the Western Regions tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!