Yu Jian is actually a very arrogant person at heart.
Her superb cooking skills gave her a sense of pride. Coupled with the study of history, looking at the five thousand years of China, the Tang Dynasty can indeed be regarded as one of the most prosperous years.
This deep-rooted pride in her hometown made her unable to listen to other people's "insults" to Datang, even if they were unintentional.
Although the person who invented the gourd chicken was Wei Dou, when he was not yet the minister, he always knelt down when he saw her, just so he could have one more bite of Guanglu Temple's newly developed delicacy.
Huang Feng frowned coldly and waved his sleeves dismissively, "What? Can you, a yellow-haired girl, still be able to do it?"
Someone beside him pulled his sleeve and reminded him in a low voice: "Why bother with a little girl at such an old age? Besides, Lao Guan is still here..."
"What's wrong with Lao Guan? You're afraid of him, but I'm not afraid of him! Guan Shanyue just got the blessing of Mr. Zeng. I don't take the little academic research results seriously." He glanced at Guan Shanyue cryptically.
, Huang Feng said in a strange tone.
"Old Huang, what nonsense are you talking about!" An old lady walked over slowly and scolded her in a deep voice.
Huang Feng's face turned grim, and he showed a flattering smile to the visitor, and came to her side like a licking dog: "Yin Yin, I'm a bitch, don't mind!" As he said this, he slapped himself lightly.
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Guan Shanyue couldn't stand to watch anymore, "Old man Huang, if you have anything to say, just say it clearly and openly. Don't blame me and curse Huai in such a weird manner after seeing me for so many years! How did I get the blessing of Mr. Zeng?" After a pause, he pointed at Yu.
Jane added, "This little girl is just talking about things. Who are you? Taking the opportunity to take revenge? How come you are still so worthless after living so long??"
"Hey - how did you talk? Who has no character?! I tell you Guan Shanyue, I have tolerated you for a long time! You said that when you were in school, you looked like a playboy all day long. If you hadn't followed
How could you be where you are today if you had a good teacher?" Huang Feng's anger, which he had finally suppressed, was aroused by his words and rushed back to his heart, and he vomited out the deepest words in his heart.
He and Guan Shanyue were both classmates from the old Beijing University, and Yu Yinyin was the goddess of all the boys in their class. As a result, everyone argued for a long time, and it turned out that Yu Yinyin's crush turned out to be Guan Shanyue, and she originally wanted him to be a graduate.
The disciple’s Mr. Zeng actually chose Guan Shanyue in the end!
Huang Feng was furious when he was frustrated both in love and in the workplace, and both failed at the hands of the same person. Even though he later achieved extraordinary results, there was always a knot in his heart.
Having said the words today, he felt a lot more comfortable. He stared at Guan Shanyue with squinting triangular eyes, "Am I right?"
Guan Shanyue never disdained such meaningless arguments, and just looked at him coldly, not even willing to explain. However, the old lady Yu Yinyin saw Yu Jian's curious expression while watching the show, raised the corners of her lips, and winked at the little girl.
He blinked and began to speak: "Huang Feng, you always feel that it was Lao Guan who robbed you of your opportunity, but what you don't know is that it was Lao Guan that Mr. Zeng wanted in the first place. What about you? First you went to the teacher and recommended yourself.
He said that there was no trace at all and he talked about it in class in a very convincing way. The reputation in this department is not easy to deal with, so we can only half-assedly say that Mr. Zeng has taken a fancy to several people."
"Let's talk about Lao Guan. Although he usually drags you as much as 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan, but when he goes to the mountains and seas, he has ever called him kunai? He stayed on the loess high slopes for several years. What did you say when he asked you to go?" Yu Yinyin
Staring at him, she began to imitate his tone, "Oh, I want to study Chinese history, how could I go to that kind of ravine..."
"What is history? Do you think that by reading a few more books and reading a few more documents, you understand history?"
The old lady looked down on people like Huang Feng from the bottom of her heart, and what she said was not polite at all: "Not only are you academically as good as anyone else, but you are also petty-minded!"
Old Huang Feng's face turned red and white, and he was almost ashamed of being complained about. His lips trembled. Just as he mustered up the courage to speak, he shrank back when he met the old lady's cold gaze.
He is really afraid of Yu Yinyin, he is afraid because of love.
"Same for you, Lao Guan. Didn't Lao Zeng tell you this? Pretending to be confused while pretending to understand, you deserve to be criticized every time!" The topic changed and he complained about Guan Shanyue again.
Guan Shanyue touched his nose and stuck out his tongue. Doesn't this add a little fun to life? Can he still take Huang Feng seriously?
Yu Yinyin talked too much, so she asked a friend to pour her a glass of water, took a big sip, and then said: "Today's debate about gourd chicken has given me a lot of inspiration. When Mr. Zeng was our teacher,
He once told us that if we want to understand history, we must put ourselves into the social environment at that time, become ordinary people, and see what kind of life they lived."
Her words made the scene quiet a lot, and some people thought about it carefully, and they really felt something.
"Little girl, your name is Yu Jian?" Yu Yinyin smiled kindly.
Yu Jian nodded: "Yes, Professor Yu." For some reason, the way Yu Yinyin looked at her always showed care and concern. Yu Jian didn't know why, but she didn't reject the kindness from the old man.
“Can you really make traditional gourd chicken?”
Yu Jian raised a smile, glanced at everyone, and said calmly and generously: "Teacher Guan once gave me a lot of food lists from ancient books. I studied them for a long time and compared them with existing documents. The recipe of gourd chicken has actually been improved a lot today.
The name of the gourd chicken is partly due to its appearance, and another important reason is that it has stuffing in its belly that hides treasures, just like the ancient treasure gourds."
Yu Yinyin became interested: "Oh?"
Yu Jian made gestures for a long time, and when she saw everyone looking at her with their mouths wide open, she put down her hands helplessly: "Although according to ancient books, some materials are no longer easy to find, but I can simply make one and let everyone take a look?"
Guan Shanyue was waiting for this sentence. He ate the gourd chicken from the West Market several times. It was delicious, but he always felt that it was different from what he saw in the book. He immediately waved to her: "Go quickly.
go……"
"Laoguan...how did you..." Yu Yinyin said half of the sentence, like a beggar who had been hungry for several days.
"What? My apprentice prepared delicious food for me, why can't I be more impatient?!" Guan Shanyue glared, bluffing.
Lin Fengxu had eaten for a long time and was still immersed in the plot. He weakly interjected: "Future apprentice..."
Guan Shanyue was really angry now. She rolled up her sleeves, picked up the teacup, and wanted to throw it at Lin Fengxu, "What did you say, you stinky boy?"