"Brother!" Seeing this, Sheng Jiaoxue said coquettishly.
Ren Yue was born as graceful as a jade, but he is not as rough and bold as his own brother, this cup was poured down, which really worried Sheng Jiaoxue.
"It's okay! You just take care of yourself!" Sheng Yaoshan didn't say much, he just said something perfunctory, still pouring the west wind wine from the jar in a relaxed manner.
"Ren San, come again!" Sheng Yaoshan filled another cup and handed it to Ren Yue, while raising his own big bowl, shouting.
Ren Yue neither said a word nor raised his head to look at Sheng Yaoshan. He just let out a slight sneer from his nose, then his eyebrows tightened again, and he pursed his lips again. The second glass of West Wind wine also drained.
"Hehe!" Sheng Yaoshan put down the big bowl, paused with his chopsticks, and reached for a sheep's hoof.
The method of stewing in red makes the delicious sheep's feet more attractive. With the strong flavor of West Wind wine, the unique smell of sheep's feet is just right! Sheng Yaoshan felt uncomfortable eating with chopsticks, so he simply put down the chopsticks and gnawed on the goat's hooves with his hands.
The thick sauce is three-pointed by the red-braised method, and the strength and taste of the sheep's feet are brought to the extreme.
While eating, Sheng Yaoshan drank the West Wind wine again. It was so satisfying to eat and drink!
From time to time, there was a sound of sucking the sauce and gnawing the bone, which made Ren Yue's complexion tighten and tighten from time to time, and occasionally glanced at Sheng Yaoshan's eating, and couldn't help showing a sneer.
"A warrior is a warrior!" Ren Yue thought to himself.
Sheng Yaoshan ate for a while, and his stomach had accumulated. Seeing the West Wind wine in front of him, he became interested again, and he still rushed to Renyue.
Poor Ren Yue. On the large table in front of him, none of the dishes could be eaten, so he had to drink tea and accompany Sheng Yaoshan to drink the strong West Wind wine.
Went for half a day. His body was exhausted, and his stomach was even more empty. No matter how good his capacity for alcohol was, he couldn't resist drinking on an empty stomach like this. Not long after, Ren Yue felt dizzy for a while. When did the four screens in front of him become eight
"Brother Yaoshan. Is it so delicious? Xian'er wants to try it too!" Liu Xian licked the delicious oil stains on his hands, watching Sheng Yaoshan drinking bowl after bowl and Ren Yue drinking cup after cup, thinking that the altar Xifeng wine is such a delicious wine.
"His Highness the Ninth Prince is also interested?" Sheng Yaoshan was also slightly drunk at the moment, squinting his eyes, and poured a glass for Liu Xian.
"Is it good?" Liu Xian asked curiously while holding the small glass of water and wine.
"It's delicious! It's so delicious!" Sheng Yaoshan laughed.
Liu Xian lowered his head and took a small sip. The choking smell of alcohol instantly entered his nasal cavity, and he also drank alcohol in his mouth. The nasal cavity and oral cavity are connected together. Hot and hot! What a spicy word!
Liu Xian choked so much that tears almost came out!
"Cough cough cough" could not stop coughing.
"Water! Water!" Liu Xian waved his chubby hand.
"Hahahaha!" The people at the table laughed out loud.
"Everyone have fun, Ren Yue went out to get some fresh air, excuse me first." Amidst the laughter, Ren Yue felt that his mind was a little wandering, and he had to leave as soon as possible.
"Go!" Mr. Songtao waved his hand.
"Ren San, you must be drunk! You've only had a few drinks now! Come back soon! Let's drink again!" Sheng Yaoshan was still holding the big bowl. Full of heroic uninhibited.
Hmph, how can there be such a drinker! Do not eat, dry drink! Ren Yue glanced at Sheng Yaoshan, his face was still calm and composed, got up silently, and walked out of the private room.
On the other side of the screen, Wen Rou saw Ren Yue's back, and then looked at the table full of food, feeling a little lost in his heart.
"Father, I'll go out for a while." Wen Shouzheng said. A table of people was eating happily, eating and drinking and chatting, and immediately covered up the gentle and subtle voice, Wen Shouzheng was also drunk, and just nodded. As for what Ruan said, he probably didn't hear clearly.
Outside Chengfuji's building, the evening breeze was blowing gently, Ren Yue walked out alone, only feeling a burst of coolness on his face.
Such a comfortable wind.
Ren Yue closed his eyes slightly, allowing his mind and body to enjoy the gentle evening breeze.
"Young Master Ren is so elegant!" A familiar female voice said.
"Miss Wen also came out to breathe?" Ren Yue greeted.
"Cheng Fu Ji's dishes are good, but they are too rich. In fact, if you want to taste local delicacies, special snacks are the best choice!" Ruan Wen knew that Ren Yue's stomach was empty, and drank the scorching wine , it's no wonder that my stomach doesn't feel uncomfortable! It's not easy to say it face to face, after all, Mr. Wushuang still has to give enough face!
"Special snacks? It can't be..." Ren Yue showed a look of embarrassment.
When it comes to special snacks, for some reason, Ren Yue's mind popped up the special snack "tofu porridge" that Rourou bought for everyone when he first entered the provincial capital, that stinks!
How can this be good!
Just escaped from Shengyao Mountain's dry drinking shochu, but are you going to fall into the encirclement of gentle smell
Ren Yue secretly groaned in his heart.
"No, no, it's not tofu. Mr. Ren doesn't like to eat it, how could the little girl do it on purpose!" Seeing Ren Yue's embarrassing appearance, Rou Rou almost burst out laughing, and waved his hands repeatedly to reassure Ren Yue.
"Oh! It's better if it's not a tofu pot!" Ren Yue breathed out slightly, his face calmed down.
"The little girl came back to the provincial capital for the first time. I don't know much about the local snacks. If Mr. Ren has a taste, why not try one or two with you?" Gentle smile, big clear eyes completed two arcs, bright Shining like stars.
"That's fine." At this moment, when it comes to eating, Ren Yue readily agrees, as long as it is not the heavy meat, as long as it is not the strong wine that burns the stomach, even a bowl of Yangchun noodles is acceptable.
At this moment, the lanterns are just coming on, and the fluorescent lights are dotted against the dark sky, making it difficult for people to tell where are the stars in the sky and where are the people in the provincial capital.
The prosperity and excitement of the provincial capital, even at this night, did not stop at all.
Cheng Fu Ji is located in the downtown area of the provincial capital. At night, all kinds of special snacks and craftsmen flock to the streets, and the noise seems to be stronger than the daytime.
Horseshoe crisp, persimmon candy, noodle fish, fern powder skin, stewed sesame food, persimmon fried noodles, tofu buns, beef and mutton steamed buns, queen mother cake, gourd head, honey cold rice dumplings, thousand-layer pastry, cold skin, pulled noodles , Guokui, Roujiamo, Ciba, Zeng cake, garlic dipped noodles, spiced meat cake, rice skin and other snacks are all hung with signboard names, and in the shouts of hawkers, they emit bursts of aroma.
"What is this?" Rourou squeezed to a nearby food stall selling rice noodles. asked curiously.
On the clean booth, there are layers of thin round silver skins, which seem to be slightly yellowish.
"The girl is not from here! This is rice skin, which is ground into powder from rice. It is then boiled into pulp and dried in the sun. The skin is smooth and seasoned. Girl, can you have a bowl?" the peddler introduced kindly. road.
"Rice can also be made into such a thin skin?" Gentle showed surprise, the thin rice skin could see through the light.
"Two copies!" At the time of gentle surprise. Ren Yue followed behind him slowly.
"Young master..." The peddler's eyes were straightened. Although the light was not good at night, the peddler was really shocked by Ren Yue's resigned appearance.
Rourou turned her head gently, looked at Ren Yue, then at the stunned peddler, and couldn't help thinking: Tsk tsk tsk, really, why does a man have to be so beautiful! You can't even eat a bowl of rice skin that makes people feel safe!
"Ahem." Ren Yue probably saw the peddler's stupidity. Feeling a little embarrassed, I couldn't help coughing a few times.
"Oh, oh! Young Master, later." The peddler suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head, and skillfully prepared the two rice skins in his hand.
Wenrou suddenly felt a little funny, because she saw it clearly. The rice skin peddler blushed.
"Don't put garlic and chili." During the preparation process, the hawker's gentle nose could already smell the smell of these two ingredients. Thinking of Ren Yue's picky taste, he hurriedly reminded him in advance.
"Here, ready!" The peddler handed over the prepared rice skin.
"It looks really good!" Rourou took the rice skin. It was a round skin just now, but now it has been cut into long and thin strips in the bowl. Inside are simple salt, sesame oil, vinegar, sesame paste, Sesame, cucumber shreds, various small pickles, and some gluten, noodles and the like. It looks very attractive.
Rourou lowered her head to identify it, and then sniffed it carefully, and sure enough, there was a faint fragrance of rice in the shiny leather.
Take a small bite gently, it is cool and slippery. The taste is strong, with a slightly sour taste, which stimulates the appetite.
"It's really delicious!" Rourou couldn't help but praise.
Holding a small bowl, he sat down at the small table in front of the rice skin stall.
Ren Yue took the rice skin prepared by the peddler and just held it like that. It was the first time for this Mr. Pianpian to stand on the street with a bowl in his hand. He looked around and probably felt that standing like this was really indecent. Immediately sat down with gentleness.
The tables of the food stall are low, and the stools are even lower. She is petite and slender, sitting there eating, like a well-behaved kitten, licking the food bowl.
Ren Yue looked at the gentle eating face, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised an elegant arc.
"Don't Mr. Ren eat it? It tastes good!" Rourou took a few mouthfuls, and suddenly remembered Ren Yue, and couldn't help but look up.
At this moment, Ren Yue was sitting like that, opposite her.
The tall and straight body is slightly uncomfortable because of the low tables and chairs.
The flowing white clothes were spread out leisurely under his feet.
Wenrou suddenly had the urge to laugh, the dignified Mr. Wushuang was sitting curled up on the street eating rice noodles! If this face was painted, it would make many famous ladies in the capital smile.
"It tastes good." Ren Yue lowered his head, took a sip, and didn't notice the sly smile on Wen Rou's face at the moment.
"Oh, the little girl finally understands, it turns out that the delicacy that Mr. Ren said is the simple rice skin!" She said with a gentle and mischievous smile.
No matter how many times he has painstakingly cooked delicacies, in Ren Yue's mouth, they are all "acceptable".
I still remember Ruan Rou jokingly asked, what exactly is the "food" that Ren Yue recognized in his heart
Today's Mipi gave the answer!
Presumably at this moment, even if Ren Yue eats Mr. Songtao's green onion noodles again, it will be extremely delicious!