Stepmother Shaoguang

Chapter 25

Busy.

The Great Emperor's uterus is busy, and the Lu family is also busy.

Xiao Yan already knew that Lu Xiaowen was leading the army, so she was unavoidably worried, but knowing that he would go without his female relatives, she had some secret thoughts in her heart.

She knew that if she told her, her parents would definitely lock her up, so she planned it herself.

Lu Xiaowen didn't feel this, to be precise, he didn't meet Xiao Yan a few times.

I didn't know who she was in the past, but after knowing Xiao Yan's intentions, I deliberately avoided it.

He didn't feel much after knowing that the eldest prince was going to set off with him, but he just thought that the sage wanted to train the eldest prince?Or do you know that the eldest prince and the Xiao family have gotten close recently and praised the fifth prince?
After all, the third prince is also 16 years old in September, so he can propose marriage.

The empress will definitely choose a concubine who will help the third prince.

I've been busy since the summer solstice, but fortunately there is an official mother sitting in the restaurant.

It was a terrible day. Doctors in the Imperial College had a gathering. Perhaps they were tired of eating in the cafeteria. I heard from somewhere that Shaoguang Restaurant was very popular among the students in the prison, so a group of people came to Shaoguang Restaurant in a mighty manner. in front of the door.

Looking at the unpretentious store door and signboard, several young doctors couldn't help wondering: "Did we hear it wrong? This restaurant seems to have nothing to do with it."

On the contrary, there were a few old men with white beards and hair, who saw the four big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes on the signboard, and said with a smile: "Whether there is a secret hidden in it, we will not know until we try it. If it comes, let it be safe, let us go in."

Everyone in this group respected the appearance of these two old men very much.

The waiter with sharp ears heard their conversation a long time ago, and immediately greeted them and invited them into the private room on the second floor, and served a pot of good tea for him.

Bring the menu and order for them.The others pushed the two old men to order first, and the two old men did not refuse, and ordered a few signs according to the menu.

He Shaoguang's food list has always been drawn according to the seasons and solar terms, and added hand-painted elements, with pictures and texts.

These doctors looked at the novelty and couldn't help commenting: "The person who made the menu has a wonderful heart."

In the end, one of the old men handed over the final list to the waiter, and there were eight meat, four vegetarian and four cold dishes on the menu.

The meat dishes include pickled cabbage fish pot, boiled pork slices, lotus root with shrimp, beef with egg, dry braised eel shreds. There is also a roasted mutton.

The vegetarian ones include roasted winter melon with dried sea rice and tofu in a pot. The soup is old hen soup with Cordyceps flower.

For cold dishes, I ordered a plate of mixed lotus root slices, mixed cucumbers, mixed bean sprouts and diced radish soaked in hot and sour.

When the guy saw it, his mouth was watering, and he boasted with a smile: "You guys really know how to eat. The shop's signature is the pickled fish and boiled pork slices. Then I will give you some vermicelli and tofu, The pot is almost full, and it can still boil vegetables."

A few thanked them with a smile, and one of the old men said to the waiter: "Forget about the other ones. I especially like a dish of roasted mutton. I eat it wherever I go, but I can't remember it as well. I hope your store will eat it." It can be made to my taste.”

"Oh, I don't dare to give you a guarantee, but the customers in the store have eaten this dish and they are full of praise." The waiter is also a sincere Beijinger, shaking his head at this moment, and bowed his hands to him, "You try it Try, hehe, if you can’t, you can use more other dishes.”

The waiter left the private room and lowered the curtain.He can see that these two have a lot of background.

His style of conversation and demeanor were different from that of a doctor.

The spices for roasting meat were all prepared by He Shaoguang himself. There used to be a girl from Xinjiang Uyghur in He's mansion. She was strong and strong and liked to eat roasted meat. The taste has been adjusted many times.

He Shaoguang is very satisfied with the current formula.

The dishes came out one by one, and the old man really picked up a piece of roasted mutton first.

When it was served, it was strung on a big iron stick and hung upside down on the shelf.The waiter carefully picked out the meat for them and piled it on the plate.

It is covered with cumin spice powder, and each piece of meat is not small. After all, it takes a lot to eat meat.

There is also a small plate of garlic slices and lettuce on the side. According to the waiter, it is used to wrap meat and eat it. It is not greasy in summer.

The old man first took a piece without lettuce, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed, shaking his head.

"Brother Cong, how are you?" Another person asked him with a smile.

Opening his eyes again, Cong Tianjie's eyes sparkled: "It's still not as good as before."

After talking with his mouth, he picked up the meat with his hands, which seemed to be very satisfying.

Liu Songting, the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College, was not annoyed when his old friend choked on him in front of the doctors.He served himself a bowl of old hen soup, and kindly told his subordinates not to restrain themselves, just eat well.

Cong Tianjie has always remembered the roast meat he ate in Northwest China when he was young.The meat that the girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes roasts for him is always so fresh and tender, whether it is the sheep in the northwest or the people, they are all so full of vitality.

What I can't get back after so many years is that memory.

Cong Tianjie is in a high position, under the knees of his son and grandson Chenghuan, and now he suddenly tastes the similar taste in his memory, and the melodious beat seems to sound in his ears, and he will be dragged to dance on the grassland in the next second.

"Well, this soup is good. Don't eat roasted meat all the time. It's hot and easy to get angry." Liu Songting patted his old friend to remind him.

The daydream was interrupted, and Cong Tianjie glared at him: "I'm not that old!" But this anger was not sincere at all.

The grievances between Liu Jijiu and Master Shoufu are unknown to the doctors.

They had no choice but to focus on the table in front of them.However, this pot has a novel taste, hot and sour, very appetizing, and it is most suitable for people who are anorexic in summer.

Dr. Qian also came. He couldn't eat spicy food, so he picked some non-spicy dishes to eat.

The egg-slicked beef is something he has never eaten before. The tender yellow egg liquid is wrapped on the beef. The taste is silky and the egg is rich in flavor. He likes it very much and used a few more chopsticks.

He is a student of Liu Jijiu, and he met him today, and was invited by him, otherwise he would not be very popular in Guozijian.

It's not that he has a problem with his personality, it's just that he always has a serious face. Except for students, few doctors dare to approach him.

Only Dr. Zhao, a former classmate, made friends with him, and Liu Jijiu took good care of him.

Liu Jijiu noticed the student's uneasiness, so he specifically said to him: "Yuan Lin, how about the beef custard in front of you? Please help the teacher to serve some."

Dr. Qian panicked, and hurriedly took the bowl for Liu Jijiu and went to serve the dish.

Liu Jijiu introduced to everyone: "Yuan Lin is one of the most outstanding students among the students I brought. With his knowledge, it's no problem to be a supervisor, and he should be filial to the teacher." He said cheerfully, "Look! , and helped me serve the dishes. Thank you, Yuan Lin."

Everyone naturally followed his words and praised a few words, and they also remembered this Ph.D. student who entered Guozi this year in their hearts, thinking that if they wanted to get away with Liu Jijiu in the future, they might be able to pass him.

So after this Guozijian dinner, Dr. Qian Yuanlin found that he spent more time meeting other doctors after class, which was really unbearable.

(End of this chapter)