"Of course. This Hanlin cannot afford a dragon banquet that costs hundreds of thousands of silver coins." Fang Yun walked and fanned himself, looking like a spirited scholar or nobleman on the street.
Seeing Fang Yun's behavior, the people present instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders.
Fang Yun is a virtual saint after all!
After all, he is a great man with fourteen war poems handed down from generation to generation, and he may become the world's teacher at any time.
In the past, the only people who had a deep friendship with Fang Yun were Li Fanming, Yan Yukong, Hua Yuqing and more than ten others. More than half of the people here did not have a deep friendship with Fang Yun. Those who could enter the Holy Ruins were all geniuses of their generation, and most of them were from aristocratic families. But now, the people who were on equal footing with Fang Yun were the heads of aristocratic families, and almost all the people present were grandchildren of the heads of the families, and they could not be compared.
The yard is full of young people in their twenties. Their grandfathers’ generation would never use Fang Yun to educate them. Instead, they used Fang Yun to educate their parents and let their parents learn Fang Yun.
These people all took part in the Jinshi examination last year, and most of them took the palace examination with Fang Yun.
In the early stage of the palace examination, they didn't feel anything, but from the later stage, the pressure on these people continued to increase. When Fang Yun won the top ten prizes, these people were happy for Fang Yun, but also confused.
How could there be such a huge gap between the two people who all came from the Holy Ruins? Even if all the Jinshi joined forces, they couldn't win a single armor.
This confusion reached its peak when he was competing for the top spot in the country. Fang Yun alone pushed aside all the top scorers, sat on a twelve-petal lotus pedestal, and occupied the top spot in the country.
More than half of the people were feeling uneasy today. They didn't know what kind of mentality they should have when meeting Fang Yun. Moreover, they found that while they were still working hard to be promoted to Hanlin, Fang Yun had already sat in the House of Representatives to debate with a group of great Confucian scholars and decide the power of the world. They felt mixed emotions.
With great fame comes majesty.
However, when Fang Yun showed a look of smugness about remembering the old things, the estrangement in their hearts disappeared. This was Fang Yun, the friend of the Saint Ruins, the Fang Yun of the Jinshi Hunting Ground, not a false saint, but at most a Fang Wenba.
"Good winter, everyone!" Fang Yun bowed, and everyone returned the greeting. The Dragon Banquet officially began.
Although it was the dead of winter, the city of Kong was covered by the power of the holy temple, and the temperature in the city was equivalent to that of an ordinary autumn day. All the people present were Jinshi, and they did not feel cold while eating in the courtyard.
"Come on, come on, I'll leave this seat for you!" Li Fanming pointed to the chair next to him.
Fang Yun smiled and asked, "How is your big rabbit?"
"That traitor misses you very much, but I just won't bring it with me!" Li Fanming was very proud and was very happy to compete with the rabbit.
"Yukong, I heard that you want to escape from your marriage?" As soon as Fang Yun sat down, he looked at Yan Yukong with a sly smile.
Everyone laughed.
"Let's just talk about business, don't mention romance!" Yan Yukong said seriously, but a blush flashed across his face.
Fang Yun laughed. He looked at Hua Yuqing and said, "It seems that the longevity fruit is good. I feel a lot younger."
"Thanks to Brother Fang." Hua Yuqing said.
Fang Yun said with a straight face, "How can you break the rules? You were there that day, and you lost the bet. What should you call me?"
“Master Fang…” Hua Yuqing said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Fang Yun threw away the closed fan and said with a smile: "That's right."
Li Fanming shouted, "You, as a teacher, are the last to arrive. You have to drink three glasses of wine as punishment!" Then he handed the wine to Fang Yun.
"Three whites then three whites!" Fang Yun took the wine glass with a smile and drank three glasses in a row.
Han Shoulu smiled and said, "It's not easy to be in the House of Representatives, right? I heard something big happened?"
Fang Yun sighed, tapped the table, and said with grievance, "A bunch of old people are bullying young people!"
"I will go home tonight and tell my grandfather that you said he was an old man!" Han Shoulu said.
Fang Yun pointed at Han Shoulu and said with a smile: "Look, I didn't mention his name, but Shoulu confessed it himself. This shows how the head of the Han family feels to Shoulu. I will tell the head of the Han family about this tomorrow."
Everyone laughed.
Han Shoulu smiled helplessly and said, "This cannot be discussed. I'll drink a glass as a punishment." After saying that, he drank a glass.
"You guys chat, I'll eat first. I heard that Kong's cuisine is the best in the world. Since I'm at Kong's restaurant, I naturally have to try it." After Fang Yun said this, he looked and saw that there were only cold dishes on the table, no hot dishes. But it didn't matter, he started eating.
"Serve the food!" Kong Delun signaled to the waiter.
After just a few breaths, a strange fragrance hit me in the face.
Six waiters came in a line, two of them carrying a large steaming casserole. The mouth of each casserole was one foot in diameter. The upper layer of the casserole was like a large bowl, and there was charcoal fire on the lower layer. The outer wall was carved with dragons and phoenixes, and it was very exquisite.
"It smells good! Could it be dragon liver and phoenix gall?" Fang Yun asked with a smile.
Kong Delun smiled and said, "It's winter now, so let's eat something hot. In addition to the dragon feast, the first dish is stewed dragon head meat. I wish everyone here can have a dragon head!"
It was the first time that Fang Yun saw dragon meat. After a closer look, he found that the dragon meat was not much different from ordinary meat, except that the broth was milky white and had a unique aroma, which made people very hungry.
"I've always known that there are dragons to eat in Kongcheng. It looks like this dragon is real. Where did it come from?" Fang Yun asked.
"Where else could it be? It must have been hunted from various ancient lands or the demon world. The meat of ordinary dragons is actually fake dragon meat, mostly from demons and beasts with dragon blood. Even the Kong Family Restaurant usually sells fake dragon meat. But what we eat is the real dragon from the Kongsheng Ancient Land, and it is the head meat of the Dragon King Dragon. It has just died for two days and is kept in ice. It is the freshest. Come, try it. I can't eat it on weekdays."
After Kong Delun started to pick up his chopsticks, Fang Yun picked up a piece of dragon meat and put it in front of him to take a look.
The meat was stewed until it turned white and steaming hot, with delicate texture visible. It was indeed different from ordinary meat.
Fang Yun put the meat into his mouth and chewed it gently. The meat was chewy, but after a few chews, it became soft and glutinous. After chewing further, it turned into thick gravy, just like rice soup rolling into the throat and flowing into the stomach. The heat spread throughout the body, as if soaking in a hot spring.
"Delicious!" Fang Yun praised.
Everyone took turns to eat the meat and quickly finished it. Everyone drank a small bowl of soup. The charcoal fire under the casserole was still burning, but there was no dragon meat left, only half a pot of dragon soup.
Fang Yun finished a bowl of Jiaolong soup and said, "It's a waste to leave this soup. It's winter now, so why not use it for hot pot?"
"hot pot?"
Everyone was curious.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "This way of eating has existed since ancient times, but it is not popular. In fact, it is very simple. Put boiling soup in a big pot, or clear soup, or spicy soup, or beef bone soup, or mandarin duck soup, and so on. Everyone sits around, and then puts in thinly sliced mutton, beef, tripe, fish fillet, and various vegetables and ingredients. Add oil sauce, sesame paste, dry sauce and other dipping sauces according to personal taste. Eat it steaming hot, which is most suitable for cold winter days."
"Yes, I have heard of this way of eating, but it is not common."
Kong Delun became interested and said, "Come here, follow what Fang Xusheng said, use dragon bone soup as the soup, cut the meat into thin slices, and add ingredients and dips, so that we can have a taste of hot pot. However, before the hot pot is ready, continue with the dragon feast!"
(To be continued.)