Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 375 Girl, you have to calm down

Wen Mianmian originally thought that the prosperity of Jiangnan was reflected in the many merchants, rich people, spacious and clean streets, and no casualties.

Looking at the delicious food on the table at this moment, I feel that the prosperity of Jiangnan is in the bones of this city. Compared with Kyoto, it is a little more leisurely and comfortable, and it pays more attention to the enjoyment of life.

Wei Jiliangliang put a bowl of clear and fragrant soup in front of Wen Mianmian, and introduced:
"This bowl of chicken soup is the signature of this building. The chickens are bought one month before they are slaughtered, and they are kept in clean water every day. After the filth in the stomach is drained, they are slowly fed with broth, and then fed with diced mushrooms and asparagus. order."

"On the seven days before the slaughter, we only feed the petal water. The water used to kill chickens and scald their feathers is also very particular. It has to be boiled with various cool and detoxifying herbs. After cleaning, immerse them in the petal water for two hours. "

"Finally, put it in a large bowl and then close the small bowl. Without adding a drop of water, cook it on a slow fire for two hours. Then you can get such a bowl of fresh and floral chicken soup."

Wen Mianmian felt that she had seen the world enough in her two lifetimes, but she was still shocked at this moment, that she spent a month back and forth for a mouthful of soup.

One mouthful of the soup, although it tastes like chicken except for the chicken flavor, but inexplicably feels that it is really different, and the grade immediately rises.

"How about it?"

Facing Wei Jiliang's inquiry, Wen Mianmian's eyes were full of confusion, and finally he said honestly, "If I don't taste it, I think it's no different from ordinary chicken soup."

Wei Jiliang smiled and lowered his voice, "Actually, I can't drink it either. Those poets in Piancheng praised this soup and even wrote sour poems to praise it. I have no choice but to speak against my conscience if I want to hang out here. The soup is fresh and sweet, with a long aftertaste, with a light floral fragrance, one word - elegant."

After speaking, he took the bowl of soup in front of him and swallowed it in one gulp, smacking his lips, it was indeed ordinary chicken soup.

Wen Mianmian burst into a 'puchi' laugh, and joked, "Then how did you get those pipa sounds out there?"

"What a fart." Wei Jiliang snorted, "I learned how to kill the enemy when I was young, how to take the head of the enemy general, where did I learn this, I just shake my head when I listen, and then say 'OK, Really second level'."

Wen Mianmian gave him a thumbs up, "You are also called doing as Romans do."

It's exactly the same as her, and she can't taste it.

"I can't taste the sound of the piano, but it's okay to taste the beauty."

"Good girl, what you said is reasonable." Wei Jiliang raised his teacup, "Come here, let me offer you a glass of tea instead of wine."

Taking a sip of tea into his throat, Wei Jiliang began to spit bitterly, "When our family first came here, it was like a person who was dazzled by the riches and honors in the south of the Yangtze River."

"There are so many rare treasures sent by officials from all walks of life. My father is trembling with fear. He has never seen these as a military general who has been suffering all his life. He must not accept them."

"But if he doesn't accept it, it will cut off the money for the people below, and this job can't be done."

"My mother is invited by those officials and rich wives to go shopping every now and then. As long as she takes a second look at anything, those rich wives will happily give her money."

"I don't even know what's going on. I obviously went out, but when I got back, the car was indeed full of things."

"The enemy is too powerful, so I had no choice but to follow the Romans, and it took almost half a year to get used to it."

"Let me tell you, those people want to drag you into the water, there are thousands of ways to make you hard to guard against."

"I heard from my mother that those wives have also gone shopping with you, but you are extremely generous in your own sales, so that they have nothing to do in this way, but you must be more careful."

Wen Mianmian picked up a piece of fish, felt smooth and tender when he swallowed it, and said after swallowing: "My prince is rich, I'm afraid it's impossible to work hard on money."

"There is no shortage of power, so I guess they will think about sending a beauty to my prince."

Wei Jiliang put down his chopsticks, "Sister, let me put it bluntly. Since you come to Jiangnan, you can't do without these things. Your prince has to go out to socialize. If you are too arrogant and high-minded, those people don't say anything in front of you. Find something for me, not to mention you can't stay here for a long time."

"It's inevitable to play on occasion."

Wen Mianmian smiled, "I know that."

Knowing is knowing, but what woman would like to have another woman sit on her man's lap?

It's not okay to play around!
"By the way, why didn't you go to Cheng Xibo Mansion to celebrate his birthday today?"

Cheng Xibo, whose ancestors lived in the south of the Yangtze River, had his birthday, and the mansion personally sent a greeting card to Hua Jingyun, and because the main wife in Cheng'anbo's mansion did not care about world affairs, and his concubine was in charge of the family, how could a person of Wen Mianmian's status give a concubine face?
Even if she agrees with Nanny Fang, she will not agree. The high family family regards the difference between the main wife and the concubine's room as particularly important, and so does the concubine.

Wei Jiliang showed disdain, "The Xibo mansion will be full of smog, and my father will be there. I am a dignified son of the general army, do I have to make amends for a bastard in the uncle's mansion?"

Everyone in the south of the Yangtze River knows that Cheng Xibo, relying on his ancestral idea, spends his days drinking and running amok all day long, even doting on his concubines and killing his wives. If he doesn't have a bit of title, who would want to talk to him?
It was completely dark that day, and the legendary twelve-painted boat did not move at all. Wen Mianmian turned to look at Wei Jiliang, "Isn't it said that it is very popular, and you can't see it if you don't line up?"

"Isn't it too late to go out for business?"

Standing by the lake, looking at the twelve-painted boat that didn't even light up the lanterns, Wei Jiliang was equally astonished.

He walked over with a pityful face waving a folding fan, "This young master also wants to go on a boat, is there no chance tonight?"

Wei Jiliang cupped his hands, "This gentleman knows why?"

The man showed dissatisfaction, "They all went to Chengxibo Mansion to serve that nobleman from the capital. The people from the capital are different, and their appetites are not as big as usual."

"Twelve beauties, I don't know if they can bear it."

Wei Jiliang cupped his hands to express his thanks, and waited for the man to complain and left before saying, "This is really a big deal."

"However, these beauties have no choice but to follow the officials. No matter how famous or arrogant they are, they are still prostitutes in the final analysis."

Wen Mianmian took a deep breath and told herself not to panic;

Scenes of scenes involuntarily emerged in my mind:
A group of Yingying Yanyan was pouring wine for her big ox, and her fingertips accidentally brushed the back of her big ox's hand, her eyes were seductive, and she told herself not to mess up;
Thinking about the beautiful woman in cool clothes sitting in the arms of the big ox, she suppressed the anger in her heart and told herself not to be impulsive, but to put the overall situation first.

"Sister, sister."

Seeing that she was not moving or speaking, Wei Jiliang had different expressions on his face, "Sister, you have to calm down."

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