"Teacher, you're here too!" Wen Ting was pleasantly surprised. Although his face was calm, his heart was full of ups and downs. He straightened his back and went straight to support Mr. Song Tao, and glanced at everyone.
"Hehe, it's so easy for me to return to my hometown, and it's the New Year's Eve. How can I not join in the fun!" Mr. Songtao usually doesn't like others to help him, but today, in front of everyone, he gave him a hand. In order to save Wen Ting's face, he put a hand on Wen Ting's in cooperation.
"Ah! I don't know that my virtuous brother worships Mr. Song Tao's family. Please forgive Fan for being blind and rude. Don't blame Mr. Song Tao and my virtuous brother!" Offended with his own horoscope, first he was beaten when he failed to moleste, and then he lost face, and now he has to go on a boat trip with a poor scholar in common clothes, but he is still Mr. Song Tao's disciple!
"Mr. Songtao?! Could it be that this is the famous Confucian Mr. Songtao!" Everyone present exclaimed in unison.
"Isn't that the third son of the Wen family?"
"That's right, I heard that he failed three times as a child, and was kicked out by the husband!"
"Go, don't talk nonsense, he is now Mr. Song Tao's disciple!"
The crowd started commotion again.
Wen Ting listened to everyone's discussion, instead of being annoyed, he became even more proud. He straightened his clothes first, and then cleared his throat. It was the first time in fourteen years that he felt the attention of everyone and being sought after by everyone. It was really good!
"Stinky boy, don't be complacent. If you can't recite "The Analects of Confucius" in the future, it seems that I kicked you out of the street!" Mr. Song Tao leaned over and hummed in a low voice.
Wen Ting broke out in a cold sweat in shock.
"Ah, Mr. Songtao, you came just in time. It is a blessing for us to wait for the juniors in our previous life. To be able to swim on the lake with Mr. Sir, please, sir!" Fan Jian looked like a pug. He stretched out his hand to help Mr. get on board.
"Hehe, no. The old man just passed by the front, but I heard that tonight there will be not only lantern riddles guessing activities, but also a food tasting program. Anyway, this lake can't run away, so you can come and see it anytime. Let's go and taste the food! Hahahaha!" Mr. Song Tao waved his hand lightly, rejecting Fan Jian's invitation.
"Wen Ting. Do you want to go with the teacher?" Mr. Song Tao turned to look at Wen Ting.
It was the first time in history that you didn't call me a brat! Wen Ting was excited. Although he really wanted to go on a boat to swim in the lake, but now Mr. Songtao said so, no matter what he wanted to stand with the teacher. Look at those on the boat again. It doesn't matter if you don't go, they are all ordinary people, arty and so on.
"That's natural! Students must accompany the teacher." Wen Ting raised the corners of his mouth and cupped his hands in a salute.
The two masters and apprentices are in the sight of everyone. Then he swaggered and turned to leave.
"Is there something delicious?" Rourou has been standing beside Wen Ting. Hearing that there is food, his eyes light up, and he followed him a few steps, "Brother, wait for me, I will go too!"
"Hongxiu, why don't we join in the fun?" Qiao Zizhang walked quickly to the side of Hongxiu who was still in shock, and comforted him softly.
"Yes." Hongxiu doesn't have the pleasure to taste festival food at this moment, as long as she can leave Fan Jian immediately, even go home, she is also happy.
"Let's go and have a look too! Gain some insight!" Yuanzi hit it off with Ergou, Xiaowu and the others, and also went after Mr. Songtao.
"Hey, Mr. Songtao, there is still a game of guessing lantern riddles here, why don't you go after guessing..." Fan Jian tried to persuade him to stay again, but before he finished speaking, he saw Shui Mo following Mr. Songtao, turned around, He proudly raised the bag full in his hand.
"Hey, I heard that there was an old man over there just now, who guessed all the lantern riddles." Someone in the crowd commented...
"Mr. Ganqing has already finished guessing..." Fan Jian looked at the backs of the people leaving, with a dejected expression on his face.
"Why don't we go too? It's right to follow Mr. Songtao! Maybe he will accept us as apprentices when he is happy!" Just now, several scholars and Tongsheng who were clamoring to board the boat jumped off one after another. All the sons and young masters on the boat also abandoned the boat and went after Mr.
In a blink of an eye, it was still a lively scene begging to get on the boat just now, but now it is deserted, only Fan Jian and Wu and Liang, the sons of the capital, are left.
Ren Yue has been standing by the side of the boat, silent, with a half-smile on his face.
"Sir Ren! You didn't leave! Come on, come on, you and I will swim in the lake together..." Fan Jian was depressed, when he raised his eyes and saw Ren Yue, his face was filled with joy. He stretched out his hand to pull Ren Yue.
Ren Yue shook his wide sleeve robe, and let out a cold snort from his nose, he hated being touched by people, let alone a lustful and wealthy person like Fan Jian.
"Forget it, Ren was only laughing for a while, and missed to follow the teacher. Now that I have laughed enough, Ren is leaving!" The corners of Ren Yue's mouth rose slightly, he turned around and gave a sneer of disdain, and walked away.
In the night, Ren Yue's elegant white clothes are like a hazy mist, blending in with the dim lights, gradually drifting away, and finally seem to connect with the sky and the earth.
"Brother Wu, why was that kid Ren Yue laughing just now?" Young Master Liang asked foolishly.
"Did he smile? Why didn't I see it?" Mr. Wu also looked dumbfounded.
"What two idiots! They both come from the capital, so why is there such a huge gap!" Fan Jian swears and turns around angrily and boards the boat.
It seems that there must be only three of them on this boat tonight.
"Everyone, tonight is the Lantern Festival! Mr. Zhao has an order to offer a hundred kinds of delicious snacks! There is only one condition! You can only guess with your nose and blindfolded! If you guess correctly, you can enjoy the delicious food, and you will not get a cent!" An official said, pacing back and forth in front of a long row of tables.
I saw that the long table was divided into four rows, and several covered dishes were lined up. There must be delicious snacks under the dishes!
"Officer! Mr. Zhao is just joking! How can you guess if you cover it like this? Just let it smell, it's better to let you taste it, and the guess will be more accurate!" A potbellied man in the crowd said with a smile.
"Cook Xu! As a cook, you must be superior. Letting you smell it is just giving you an advantage, and you are still talking about foolishness here! If you let me taste it, wouldn't it be even cheaper for you!" The official said with a smile .
"The official is joking. Although we are cooks, we don't just smell it. We can know what's in it? If it's a dim sum, it's all sweet and greasy. How do I know what's in it? This kind of guessing from a distance It’s a trick of things. I think no one will be able to complete it tonight!” Cook Xu yelled dissatisfied.
"My lord, if no one guesses right tonight, what should we do with these hundred kinds of snacks? Give them to everyone for free!" Someone in the crowd booed!
"Go, go, these are all kindly sponsored by various shops in Xianyang. If no one guesses correctly, they will be returned one by one tomorrow!" The official waved his hand impatiently.
"Give it back? Could it all be in Mr. Zhao's stomach? Hahahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter.
"Stop talking nonsense. Come up and guess if you have the ability!" The official was not annoyed either.
Now the crowd quickly quieted down. Everyone stared at the tureen in front of them and looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward to try it.
"I'm coming!" A loud voice came from the crowd.
Everyone looks for reputation. I saw a boy with a round head and a round brain, walking up with fists in his hands.
"Brother Yuanzi!" Xiao Wu and Er Gou were taken aback.
They are both young apprentices in the back kitchen, but the three of them are not even qualified to cook independently! What are you talking about guessing from a distance!
"Brother Yuanzi! Come on!" Wen Rou was extremely excited and shouted.
Ren Yue looked sideways slightly, and frowned slightly. He thought to himself, "Why are you so excited when they come to compete on stage! You don't look like a girl!"
His eyes turned, and he lightly stayed on Hong Xiu who was next to Wen Rou, but he saw that Hong Xiu was tightly holding the handkerchief in his hand. He kept twisting and twisting, and he bit his lips tightly, looking very nervous.
Ren Yue let out a cold snort from his nose, and said in his heart, "This person is very reserved, but he is too nervous to get on the stage!"
"This little brother, what's your name?" The official greeted him.
"Zuixianlou, glutinous rice balls!" Yuanzi announced his family name.
"Hahahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter.
On weekdays, I only know that Brother Yuanzi is the son and apprentice of Chef Tang, and he always calls "Yuanzi, Yuanzi", but today he said his name, "Tangyuan!" It's really a laughable name, but it fits the occasion! Maybe Brother Yuanzi was born when eating glutinous rice balls during the Lantern Festival!
Wenrou grinned, "Brother Yuanzi! Come on!" Another applause!
"Tangyuan, Tangyuan!" The crowd started booing, but they seemed to be cheering for the first warrior.
"Okay, okay, glutinous rice balls, let's start! Please choose any one!" The official finally held back his smile, and casually pointed to the long table.
"This one!" Yuanzi also nodded casually, and one servant girl carefully picked up the bowl and walked to Yuanzi, while the other servant girl slowly covered Yuanzi's eyes with a thick black cloth.
The gaiwan was uncovered, and a piece of white and square Yunpian Cake inside was presented in front of everyone.
Yuanzi stood still and didn't speak for a long time.
"Tangyuan, it's time to start!" The official reminded.
"Then please open the gaiwan!" Yuanzi, who was blindfolded, vowed.
"Hahahaha!" There was another burst of laughter from the crowd.
"Um...it's already opened..." The official wiped the sweat from the laughter on his head.
"What? It's already opened? Then why can't I smell it?" Yuanzi still didn't believe it. She pouted her nose and sniffed exaggeratedly from left to right. Back again and again.
"Hahahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter again.
"It smells so good!" Yuanzi said to himself.
"That's the girl's powder smell!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
Another hilarious laugh.
"Go down, go down!" The official waved his hand impatiently, and the official servant put the tureen back, covered it with a baffle, readjusted the position, and then took off Yuanzi's blindfold.
"I haven't guessed yet!" Yuanzi chirped, dissatisfied.
"You have to be able to guess it!" The official glared at him, and then looked at everyone, "Who wants to challenge!"