After Jin Yi and Zhaoyan walked out of Fangmanting, he asked, "Is it very hot in your uncle Ming's house? When he first arrived, everyone was changing Zhaoyan's clothes, and the little single clothes were all wet.
Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Uncle Ming said that Yan'er's arms seem to be thicker, so let's try Yan'er's strength, let's wrestle your wrists!"
"Is Yan'er stronger?"
"Yeah!" Zhao Yan nodded vigorously, "Great, once Uncle Ming lost to Yan'er! But..."
"But what?"
"Uncle Ming is indeed a little hot, similar to the old lady's house."
The old lady is getting old and can't stand the cold, so she doesn't use ice in the house, and she only uses it for a while in the afternoon.
Jin Yi wondered, "Is there no ice in his room?"
Zhaoyan shook his head, "Yes. But Uncle Ming evenly distributed more than half of his ice for Sister Lufei and the others. Uncle Ming said that Sister Lufei and the others were hot in the house. Yan'er went to take a look and it was really hot. However, there are a lot of embroidery on the walls of their house, which were painted by Uncle Ming, and embroidered by Sister Xilan. They are so beautiful! They are even better than those embroidered by the little aunt for the old lady."
Jin Yi was quite amused and said, "You are a child, can you understand this?"
Zhao Yan replied: "Uncle Ming said that what is beautiful is beautiful, and if Yan'er thinks it looks good, it must be very good."
Although Jin Yi had many rebuttals, he felt that it was not necessary for a naive child, so he silently approved Zhaoyan's idea. After a while, he said again: "Yan'er had a good time in Fangmanting?" He didn't pick up the children very often, but Zhaoyan was always smiling and happy when he returned.
Zhaoyan immediately replied: "Happy! Uncle Ming knows a lot, and he doesn't feel that Yan'er is annoying. He has done a lot of things with Yan'er. Moreover, Uncle Ming will also give Yan'er delicious food. Well, These are the sugar particles that Uncle Ming specially bought for Yan'er!"
As Zhaoyan said that, he took out two candies from his small purse and put them in Jin Yi's hands, "It's delicious, fragrant, sweet, but not greasy at all, Yaner likes it the most. Grow sugar particles."
Jin Yi asked, "Does he often give you these?"
Zhao Yan shook his head, "Only when Uncle Ming said that Yan'er did a good job."
"Then what did Yan'er do today?"
"Yan'er wrote a big character, and the arm-wrestling game even won Uncle Ming! But Uncle Ming gave Yan'er two more today, and said that he could eat it after leaving Fangmanting. Daddy, try it, really It's delicious!"
Looking at Zhaoyan's gleaming eyes and smiling face full of anticipation, Jin Yi put a candy in his mouth for the first time after many years. The fragrance is sweet and pleasant.
"How is it? How does Daddy feel?"
Jin Yi nodded, "It's really good."
Why did Fu Ming deliberately give Zhaoyan two more candies? Still telling him that? Is it what you think it is
Jin Yi was puzzled, and then thought again, find a chance to ask, since he chose to ask him directly about the matter today, why not ask him about this matter
So, next time Jin set foot in Fangmanting again on the grounds of picking up the child.
"The candy that day tasted good, thank you."
Jin Yi didn't detour, Fu Mingze paused, Fang Wei smiled and said: "If you like it too, next time I go out, bring more back."
Jin Yi didn't say good or bad, he just said: "Zhaoyan is still young and greedy for sweets, but I can't give him more."
Fu Ming nodded, "I understand."
Jin Yiyi nodded before taking Zhaoyan away.
Fu Ming meditated for a moment, then smiled. He heard Lu Fei talking about Jin Yi's mourning for his deceased wife by himself that day, and he thought to himself that since he is his current son-in-law, it seems that he should be relieved. But the relationship between the two of them is not close now, so Fu Ming chose such a euphemism that is all God's will. He never thought that God had fulfilled him once, and the other party actually realized it. It's rare.
Although Fu Ming still didn't know Jin Yi very well, he also had a feeling that Jin Yi had a magnanimous mind, and he was someone who talked about something and didn't hide his scheming. Maybe this is the virtue of a warrior
Although it is still midsummer, it has been raining for several days recently, and the weather is rarely cooler for the time being. When Fu Ming was about to go out tomorrow, he received an invitation from Zhou Chengyan, asking him to attend a literary meeting in two days.
Although the Zhou family is not as good as the Jin family in terms of name, it can be traced back to three generations, and the family has had important officials in the court. The current owner, Zhou Chengyan's father, Zhou Zishan, is better at officialdom management. The Jin family, who is thinly populated, is far better than that. Zhou Chengyan had a great family background, and he was a high-ranking person, and the people he made friends with were extraordinary.
Along with the invitation, there is also a list of participants that Zhou Chengyan thoughtfully and attached. The people above, even if Fu Ming has never seen them, have heard of them. If they are not the sons of nobles, they are great talents with far-reaching reputations, and there is another one who is well-known in Kyoto.
Since Fu Ming entered the Jin Mansion, he has never had a happy gathering with his peers, so he hurriedly agreed this time.
Two days later, Zhou Chengyan personally came to pick up Fu Ming. The two went on horseback.
They are not in a hurry in the city, and the two or three followers behind them can keep up with their footsteps.
Zhou Chengyan was the host for a while today, so they arrived earlier. Except for the famous actress Yanle who had been waiting here, no one else had come yet.
This is a separate courtyard in the Jinglou of the Kyoto Grand Restaurant. Compared with a location in the lobby of the building, or a small wing upstairs, the price is dozens of times more expensive.
Zhou Chengyan smiled and asked Fu Ming, "How?"
Quiet in the midst of the noise, quiet and simple, Fu Ming nodded and smiled back: "Excellent."
Yan Le walked out of the house, and the smile appeared before the figure: "In order to entertain the distinguished guests, Young Master Zhou specially instructed me to choose carefully, and the cost is the second thing. It is rare that Young Master Zhou is so caring and honored by the honored guests!"
After some remarks, taking into account the three parties, no water leaks, Fu Ming said in his heart, he didn't know that this little actress was so articulate, and smiled back: "You two have a heart."
Yan Le didn't know that the distinguished guest Zhou Chengyan was talking about was Fu Ming, but now that it was him, the smile on his face was a little lighter, but it was more genuine, and his tone was not as warm as before, but he also added sincerity: "Long time no see. Yes, Ming brother."
Zhou Chengyan said in surprise, "You know each other?"
Fu Ming nodded, "Ale and I have known each other since childhood."
Zhou Chengyan wondered, how did a rich boy and a famous person know each other since childhood? He had known Yan Le for many years and knew a lot about him, but he didn't know that he still had an old friend like Fu Ming. But obviously, neither of them wanted to explain, so he didn't ask any more.
Yan Le said: "I took a quick glance upstairs last time. I haven't had time to see whether you have cleared or Futai, Brother Qingming."
"Now you can take a good look at it, how about it?"
Yan Le really looked at Fu Ming carefully and said with a smile, "Very good, the same as before."
Zhou Chengyan consciously kept silent, allowing the two to talk for a while. When other guests came, Fu Ming and Yan Le separated from each other, Yan Le put on a bright smile again, and his tone became warm again.
Zhou Chengyan said to Fu Ming, "I still think he was so good just now."
Fu Ming smiled and said, "That's how they make a living in this industry. You like him just like that, but others may not like it. He's pretty good, and he won't be offensive at all."
"That's right." Zhou Chengyan smiled, "I don't have to say what she looks like, she plays the pipa well, sings beautifully, and can speak. How can she be the number one performer in Kyoto?"
Fu Ming remembered Yan Le's unhesitating and firm expression when he asked Yan Le if he had made up his mind many years ago, and then looked at his current state, his heart still throbbing slightly. But he quickly regained his emotions, and under Zhou Chengyan's introduction, he recognized everyone one by one.
Among them, Zhou Chengyou and Zhou Chengxin are cousins of Zhou Chengyan's family. Chengyou and Chengyan are the same age, and they study together as if they are brothers; Zhou Chengxin is a few years older and has reached the crown. Of. Cui Jing is the grandson of the prime minister of the dynasty. He was known as a child prodigy when he was young. Now he has grown up and is deeply loved by his grandfather. Qi Xin, with the word Yuanshu, was born in a poor family, but he was very talented. In addition, there is a man named Qingsun. He heard that his ancestor was also an official. In his generation, no one in the family was an official, but he was still in the poetry and literature. It is quite popular in the city.
Zhou Chengyan was the center of this group of people, because he was the one who assembled them one by one, and they often met for two or three years. Zhou Chengyan can't compare to his brothers in aggressiveness, Cui Jing in fame, Qi Yuanshu in talent, and Qingsun in bearing. How can he win the favor of everyone? After observing in secret for a long time, Fu Ming thought to himself, maybe it is because he treats people sincerely, unselfishly, and warm and generous. And although he is not like everyone, he is mixed with various families, and he is also an excellent son as a whole.
Because it was brought by Zhou Chengyan, everyone was kind to Fu Ming.
The party needs to drink tea, and nowadays, from the princes and nobles to the common people, they all eat tea and drink well. The last time in Fangmanting, Zhou Chengyan saw that Fu Ming had set up a small semi-open tea room in the house. He also learned that he had learned the tea ceremony, so he suggested that Fu Ming order tea for everyone this time. Fu Ming knew that Zhou Chengyan was providing convenience for him, so he readily agreed.
The waiter brought in tea sets, as well as an incense stand and incense burner. Fu Ming said: "Put the incense away, go pick a few lotus flowers, and put them in a white porcelain bottle." He explained to the crowd, "The tea I chose today is fragrant, and I don't need to burn the incense anymore, but it matches the fragrance of the lotus flowers perfectly. suitable."
The tea that Fu Ming chose was not the Dragon and Phoenix Group that rich and noble people like to drink, but he found it by chance after his nursing mother returned home. I heard that it was planted by an old monk in a temple in the south of the Yangtze River. It was made by picking tender buds before Qingming. Popularity. The nursing mother sent it from afar, and he tasted it and liked it very much. This time, he brought it here specially to give everyone a taste.
Fu Ming is skilled in craftsmanship. Although his movements are not as smooth as those of people who specialize in tea ordering, he has a relaxed and unrestrained temperament that naturally reveals, like a peerless master who doesn't care about his moves, but his shots are casual but just right. When the water boiled, the mist covered his drooping eyebrows. When the hot water was poured into the cup again and again, the fragrance of the tea gradually spread out and penetrated into the fresh air of the lotus flower. He took the tea cup and presented it in front of everyone, and everyone came to their senses one by one. For the first time, they felt that the process of ordering tea was so short-lived.
This tea is really rich in fragrance and sweet in taste, not inferior to Longfeng Tuan tea. After tasting it, everyone could not help but inquire about what kind of tea it was, and soon after that, this type of tea also spread in Kyoto. Even later, it also became one of the tribute teas, which is another story.
While drinking tea, the happy Qingsun said, "Why doesn't Yanle play music to cheer up the fun?"
Yan Le smiled and said, "It's not that I'm lazy, it's just that I've never seen this tea before, and I didn't know what song to go with. After thinking about it, it seems that there is no good song to match." Then she looked at Fu Ming, "Young master wrote a good song another day. , it's not too late to play, Jiaming is like a beautiful woman, so don't be abrupt and good tea."
Qingsun asked, "Master Fu is good at rhythm?"
Fu Ming said: "I know a little bit."
"Young Master is humble." Yan Le said, "Young Master Qing, your favorite song "The Lord of the Moon", the lyrics and melody are all written by Master Fu."
"That's actually the case." Qingsun clapped his hands and smiled, "It's a good thing, I'm finally fortunate to meet a bosom friend!"
Zhou Chengyan also smiled and said, "What bosom friend doesn't know, Qingsun, you are sick again, bosom friend is mutual, my brother Ming didn't recognize you as bosom friend."
Qingsun looked at Zhou Chengyan: "You wood, you are a layman, so don't be jealous of others."
The two quarreled, and it was fun.
Qingsun asked Yan Le to play and sing "The Lord of the Wind and the Moon" again. This song did not win with momentum, but was ups and downs. At first it was as peaceful as water, then it was as weeping and complaining, and then it turned into turbulent turbulence, and finally it was Xiao Shukuanglang. The vocal singing is intermittently integrated into it, like a person who meets the wind and the moon by chance and resonates with it.
At the end of the song, everyone was speechless, only the breeze outside the window was blowing the leaves, and the light and shadow under the window were mottled.
After a long time, Qingsun said slowly: "I used to be a teenager who didn't know sorrow, I used to be infatuated with my generation, I also once climbed the building and beat the wind and screamed. In the end, the clouds are scattered and the moon is bright, and the sky is clear." Face moving.
Hearing this, Fu Ming felt relieved and chuckled, "That's exactly what happened."
Cui Jing also said: "The wind and the moon have no owner, but people want to send it with love, so the wind has male and female, and the moon has cloudy and sunny."
Qi Yuanshu said: "I especially love the last artistic conception. I have washed away so many troubles. It seems that Fengyue has nothing to do with me, and I have nothing to do with Fengyue. I can't say how happy I am."
The Zhou brothers looked at each other and smiled, and Shouzhen said with a smile: "Our Zhou family has never had a person who is good at rhythm, so you don't have any insight, we just think it sounds good."
Everyone you said, I said, it took a long time to finally walk out of the music.
It's time for lunch.
Zhou Chengyou is delicious and knows how to eat. Every time he tastes a dish, he has to comment on it. If the chef specially hired by Jian Lou Hua's heavy money is not delicious enough, he will also talk about what he thinks is the best auxiliary ingredients and cooking methods:
"This assortment has chicken in it, but it shouldn't be the farmhouse chicken in the suburbs of Kyoto. It should be the rice chicken bought from Jiangnan. That's the real Jiangnan assortment."
"Chengyou, can you even eat where the chicken comes from?"
"Chickens in different regions drink water and eat different food, and their tastes are very different. ... What do you think of this summer dish?"
"Delicious in color and mellow in taste, it is a famous dish in Jianlou today."
Zhou Chengyou smiled, "I don't like it. Since it is full of summer flavors, the bento has a summer flavor. The main ingredients of this dish are melons and fruits, but they are supplemented by too many ingredients. The cooking process is complicated, which hides the original fragrance of melons and fruits. , but also lost the effect of reducing the heat. The ingredients are not too much, and the cooking method is not too complicated. It is the most wonderful when it is just right.”
"A good one is the most wonderful, and Chengyou's experience is really interesting!"
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Fu Ming also likes to taste all kinds of food, so he asked him for a few recipes after the meal, intending to take them back and ask the cook to try them out.
While writing the recipe, Zhou Chengyou said with a smile, "No one in this group appreciates this talent, my younger brother. Fortunately, Brother Ming, you are here, and my younger brother just showed his hand."
Qingsun smiled and said: "Then you really show your hands, just talk and don't fake it."
Zhou Chengyou replied: "The gentleman is far from the kitchen, I only need to know how to strategize. Although you love music and call yourself a music fan, I have never heard you play music yourself."
Qingsun is clumsy, good at listening but not good at playing. The only qin in the family is a specially made stringless qin imitating the ancient sage Tao Qian. Chengyou and him both grasped each other's shortcomings very accurately.
Fu Ming has almost never experienced such a harmonious atmosphere. When the feast was about to go away, as a rule, he would write poems and lyrics to express his feelings in a chronicle. Fu Ming had quite a feeling in his heart, and his thoughts flowed like a spring. Light tea and light wine, I feel the taste in my heart. Before the reunion of the bottle in the future, Jingxin and old people, come to spell the story and get drunk.” The sentence was accompanied by an impromptu change of tune, which was chic and self-satisfied without losing warmth. Praise Fu Ming for his ability to create tunes.