Ursu was quite satisfied with what he heard at first, but when he heard that Yang Xuan had another twist, he suddenly felt a little unhappy.
Your hotpot does taste good, but our barbecue is not bad either. Why does it seem like it's not worth mentioning in your mouth?
But at this point, Ursu could only ask: "Just what?"
“It’s just that the taste needs to be improved.”
This sentence was not said by Yang Xuan, but by Zhang Junbao who came with him.
Ursu curled his lips. He understood that Yang Xuan was deliberately irritating him, but the people next to him were unhappy.
"How dare you, a rich kid, say that my roasted meat doesn't taste good?"
The speaker was a tall man. Yang Xuan visually estimated that he weighed at least two hundred pounds. As he spoke, he leaned over fiercely in front of Zhang Junbao: "If you have the ability, bake one and let me see."
"Sorg, don't be rude." Ursu stopped the big man. Zhang Junbao was only twelve years old and looked like he should be Yang Xuan's follower. It would be bad to frighten others.
Yang Xuan also gave Zhang Junbao a slap in the face: "Don't interrupt if you have nothing to do."
Then the two sides looked at each other and smiled. This small conflict was over like this. However, Zhang Junbao held his head and said nonchalantly: "It is, I am not wrong. I am not what you said, sir. If this barbecue is...
Without cumin, there is no soul.”
"You still said." Yang Xuan pretended to give him another shock.
Ursu on the side heard the meaning of the words: "May I ask Mr. Yang, what is this cumin? Why do you say that barbecue has no soul without cumin?"
Yang Xuan showed an embarrassed smile: "Master Ursu, this is all nonsense of children, please don't pay attention."
"Master Yang, why should you be stingy? We prairie people eat barbecue as our staple food, but we have never heard of such a statement. Let us have a taste of this soulful barbecue."
"Hey..." Yang Xuan sighed and said to Zhang Junbao: "We Dasheng people regard modesty as a virtue. Why are you causing trouble for me? Take it out."
Zhang Junbao showed a smile and took off a small cloth bag from his waist. There was a small jar inside, and then he carefully poured out something like millet from the jar.
"This is cumin." Yang Xuan grabbed a handful and said, "Just sprinkle it on the meat and grill it together when grilling."
Nasoge doubtfully took the cumin from Yang Xuan's hand and carefully sprinkled it on the barbecue. After all, the child was so careful just now, so it was probably quite valuable.
After the cumin is roasted by the flame, the fragrance immediately wafts out, and everyone immediately feels the fragrance.
After a while, the barbecue was cooked, and Sog handed a piece to Ursu.
Ursu took it and tasted it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Even though he is not a good talker, he can clearly tell that the roasted meat with cumin tastes amazing.
Nasoge also tasted it, but his performance was much more exaggerated than Ursu, and his eyes were red.
"Why, why, why do you want me to eat such delicious barbecue? What if I can't eat it in the future?"
Soge turned to Yang Xuan again: "Master Yang, do you still have this cumin? Can you sell it to me?"
The pride in Yang Xuan's heart was almost unbearable: "This product comes from overseas and is relatively rare. Our Dasheng consumption is not large. If the mutual market is opened, we can purchase large quantities from overseas in the future. This man does not have to worry about not being able to eat it in the future.
Arrived."
Ursu glared at Nasoge with hatred, thinking that he was completely embarrassed by you.
Yang Xuan gave the small jar of cumin to Soge again. Soge felt as if he had found a treasure, and he excitedly sat down next to the barbeque.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, Ursu raised his glass again, but Yang Xuan did not raise his glass. He took out a bottle of Sansheng Sanshi wine from his pocket.
"After drinking Lord Ursu's kumiss, please try our Da Sheng wine."
By chance, Soger had roasted the meat, cut a plate and brought it up. He looked at the wine bottle and showed a disdainful smile: "Although this wine bottle is exquisite, this little wine is not enough for me to take a sip."
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Brother Soge, you can drink it, I still have it, but this wine is too strong and you can get drunk easily."
Sog also knew that he was a little embarrassed just now, but wouldn't he be able to regain his place immediately? He immediately laughed and said: "With this amount of wine, even a seven- or eight-year-old kid on our grassland can't get drunk."
As he spoke, he unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head, and drank the entire bottle of wine.
Everyone watched as his face gradually turned red visibly. His eyes were dull, he muttered something about good wine, and then he fell to the ground.
Ursu and others were shocked, and others hurried forward to check, but they soon discovered that Sogg was just drunk.
In fact, the main reason is that people nowadays have never tried high-strength liquor, and Nasoge drank too quickly, so he got drunk all of a sudden.
Ursu looked embarrassed: "Is this wine so strong?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Master Ursu, just drink slowly."
After hearing this, everyone in the grassland just took a small sip and felt a line of fire going down from their throats to their stomachs. They couldn't help but exhale and praise: "It is indeed a good wine."
"We men on the grasslands should drink strong alcohol like this."
"May I ask Mr. Yang, what is the name of this wine?"
Yang Xuan smiled slightly: "This wine is called Sansheng Sanshi. It is a top-quality product exclusively provided by our Dasheng royal family. A bottle only costs three hundred taels of silver."
Everyone in the grassland was immediately suffocated.
Three hundred taels a bottle?
Just these two taels?
Just need it?
What I fear most is that the air will suddenly become quiet, and the atmosphere in the room will be extremely awkward at this time.
Yang Xuan just looked at them embarrassed and said nothing.
A bunch of prairie barbarians, living in a barren land, dare to show off in front of me.
On the other hand, Ursu, who was worthy of the name of a wise man, laughed and said: "The Dasheng Dynasty is indeed a place with abundant resources and outstanding people. It not only has delicious food and wine, but also young talents like Mr. Yang."
At this time, he had realized that Yang Xuan's ability was not as negligible as his age.
On the contrary, this Yang Xuan is definitely a figure. He has to join the cabinet at such a young age, which shows that he has outstanding abilities. You must know that Lu Chenghong, as a prince, is not such a person in terms of official position alone.
No wonder he can be appointed as the deputy of the mission at such a young age. This should not be underestimated.
Ursu understood that he had made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, so he wanted to make up for it, so he uttered words of praise.
As a young man, if you praise him too much, you will get lost. This is human nature.
"Master Ursu is overly praised. I only know a little about business, so I can't be considered a talent."
How could Yang Xuan be defeated by such a small trick? He immediately counterattacked: "I heard that Sir Ursu is known as the wisest man on the grassland. Even the Wolf Lord obeys your words. Everyone on the grassland respects you. I admire you little brother.
Extremely so.”
This kid actually refused to accept this trick, and even revealed a hint of counterattack from his words.
What does it mean for the wolf master to obey his words?
Are you still respected by everyone on the grassland?
Is this trying to sow discord between me and the wolf master?