food color and fragrance

Chapter 113 Taste
Yu Wenxin suddenly came to his home to eat vegetarian food, which made Sanskrit feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Su Zhai Su Zhai, why are so many people willing to eat vegetarian food!If you are willing to be a vegetarian, go to the temple and become a monk. Is it so delicious?

Yang Zhiyuan entertained Yu Wenxin in the front hall. Caiyun came over to pass on the words to Sanskrit. After speaking, he shrank his neck and was a little scared, "The front yard is full of guards with knives. It seems that there are so many people densely packed, it's scary!"

The Sanskrit voice was silent for a while, "What did father say? You learn it word for word again."

Caiyun thought about it seriously for a while, then said with a bitter face: "I didn't remember it, I was so scared that I forgot it, I just remembered this."

Sanskrit patted her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'll just do it."

Qing Miao was uneasy at the side, "Why don't I wait in the front yard? Caiyun is timid."

"Okay, you don't have to worry about your father. He is the head of the county anyway. He just came to have a vegetarian meal. If you make a fuss, people with knives will be afraid? Which of the yamen servants in the county government doesn't care about him?" Bringing a knife with you?" Sanskrit pierced Qing Miao's thoughts, but made Qing Miao flush with embarrassment, "Then I will accompany you to go vegetarian."

"Aunt Miao should go back to your hut to rest, as long as I have Caiyun by my side, let Mama Liang take care of the front yard. There are few people in the family, so let them do it!" Mama Liang was newly hired to take care of chores mother-in-law...

Caiyun nodded and went to find Mama Liang. Fanyin stood in the yard pondering and went straight to the kitchen.

Yang Zhiyuan and Yu Wenxin were in the study at this time. Yu Wenxin was very interested in looking at the books on the bookshelf one after another, but Yang Zhiyuan was very dissatisfied with his request to read in the study.

The place of the study is the face of a scholar, not close relatives and friends who never allow outsiders to come in and out at will, but when Yu Wenxin came here, he wanted to visit the study, but Yang Zhiyuan had no way to refuse, so he had to agree.

It really is true that people cannot be judged by appearances. When I first met Yu Wenxin, I admired his kind and smiling appearance, but he insisted on eating this vegetarian meal one after another, which made Yang Zhiyuan very unhappy, and his impression declined sharply.

But what's the use?Don't say that he is Yuwenhou's son, even the slaves in Yuwenhou's family may have more power to speak than himself.

I can't afford it!

Yang Zhiyuan was not in the mood to think about books and leisure at this time, he was thinking about Sanskrit's Suzhai in his heart.

I asked Caiyun to pass on the message just now, and I don't know if Huai Liu will do it...

Yu Wenxin looked at it casually in the courtyard, and suddenly found that a bookshelf was full of scriptures, so he couldn't help picking up one and flipping through two pages, and asked, "Master Yang likes scriptures and classics? Didn't see them in Fuling Temple?" You are so good."

"It's not mine, it's all my daughter Huai Liu's." When Yang Zhiyuan said this, Yu Wenxin read it seriously. Occasionally, there was a small note in the folder of the scriptures, with his experience written on it. The comments made Yu Wenxin laugh.

His smile made Yang Zhiyuan very uneasy. Yu Wenxin saw his face tightened like an old chrysanthemum, and comforted him: "Master Yang must have cared for your daughter in the palm of his hand. You must be too nervous, right?"

"That's the family member I value the most." Yang Zhiyuan answered seriously, "It's more important than myself."

Yu Wenxin paused for a while, then smiled, took the book and handed it to Yang Zhiyuan and said, "You can take a look, no wonder I laughed, your daughter is really interesting."

Yang Zhiyuan took the note for a moment and looked at it, and Yu Wenxin read it from the side: "There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, parting from love, long-term resentment, nothing to ask for, and five yins. The note says the Ninth Suffering, which can be seen but not tasted."

Yang Zhiyuan smiled "puchi", "This girl obviously wrote down these words when she was keeping a filial piety for her mother just now."

Yu Wenxin looked at him, "She is really blessed to have a father like you."

"It is my greatest blessing to have a daughter like her." Yang Zhiyuan's reply made Yu Wenxin smile lightly, and put the book back on the shelf.

Mother Liang came over to deliver the message, and Yu Wenxin's guard said: "My lord, the meal that Miss Yang said you prepared is already on the table."

"Oh? So fast? Then let's take a look." Yu Wenxin seemed to feel very happy, and his pace was a little faster when he went to the front hall.

Yang Zhiyuan felt that something was wrong, his neck stiffened, and he slandered in his heart, did this girl come up with something new to make her speechless?This is not the type of Zhong Xingyan, this is a sharp knife in sheep's clothing!
When Yu Wenxin came to the front hall, he saw that the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks had been placed here. There was a bowl and a pair of chopsticks on the table. The bowl was not a vegetarian dish, but a simple bowl of noodle soup.

Yang Zhiyuan's heart "thumped", it really did not exceed his expectations, this girl really felt upset...

"Is this the vegetarian dish that Zhong Xingyan insisted on eating at the beginning?" Yu Wenxin smiled brightly, and picked up a few noodles with chopsticks, "The taste is very fragrant."

Yang Zhiyuan didn't think of any prevarication words for a moment, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Maybe I didn't tell her clearly about the vegetarian dishes you want to eat, Mr. Yuwen, don't blame her."

Yu Wenxin sat there, looking at Yang Zhiyuan, "I wonder if I can have the honor to meet Miss Yang?"

"This..." Yang Zhiyuan hesitated, but he saw a slight anger between Yu Wenxin's brows.

Yang Zhiyuan turned around and told Liang's mother, "Go and call Huai Liu over. It's lucky for ordinary people to see Mr. Yuwen, and she is also lucky today."

"I'll go now, old slave." After saluting, Mother Liang stepped back and hurried to the backyard.

Yu Wenxin's brows stretched, and the smile on the corners of his slightly raised mouth deepened, "Very good." After he finished speaking, he began to eat slowly, pausing for a while to reflect on each bite. This feeling made Yang Zhiyuan's heart tremble. Jump out quickly, the tranquility is terrifying.

After hearing Mama Liang's back and forth, Fanyin couldn't help feeling more disgusted in her heart.

If you can't make it through, you still want to see her?Why?
Liang's mother used to be a member of the county magistrate's mansion. Fang's magistrate's family went to Beijing. She stayed because her son was still in Qingcheng County. She was introduced by Qingmiao to work in Yang's mansion. She is also a mother who has seen a little of the world. .

"The Mr. Yuwen looked at him and asked about Su Zhai. The master explained a few words for the lady, and he wanted to see the lady. According to the old slave, that Mr. Yuwen spoke slowly and elegantly. He is a gentle and handsome gentleman. But I don’t know why, but it seems to make people feel cold and flustered.”

Mama Liang's words made Sanskrit feel more clear, maybe she was wrong?Cook a table of vegetarian food for this person, so he won't want to see himself?

This idea may be naive, Sanskrit could not help but despise himself, changed into formal clothes, combed his hair in a bun and went out, since he wanted to see him, then let him see him, he is not a monster, is it? Looking at each other twice, can you still see the flowers?

Sanskrit comforted herself and went out, Qing Miao, as an aunt, couldn't show up on such occasions, and was also very anxious, so she grabbed Mama Liang and asked her to talk about how the master was doing.

Caiyun guarded Sanskrit and walked forward. Every few steps there were guards standing guard. Sanskrit no longer had a smile on his face. Whose house is this?

Yu Wenxin was still slowly tasting this bowl of noodle soup at this time, when Fanyin was standing at the door and passing the message from the guard, he had just picked up a chopstick to deliver it to his mouth.

Turning his head to look, he saw a young girl looking at him too. Yu Wenxin was startled by the wisdom and calmness revealed in those almond-shaped eyes, and with a faint smile, he stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Yang, please come in. This is your home, why be so polite."

her home?He said it lightly, his house was forcibly entered by outsiders and there were only a few steps of guards. Whose house is this?
Fanyin slandered from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't say these words out.

Looking sideways and seeing her father looking at her worriedly, Fanyin also understood that her father was telling herself that this person is not easy to deal with.

People who can compete with people like Zhong Xingyan may not be able to produce any good people. What else can be equal to the evil except the evil?
"Little girl Yang Huailiu greeted Mr. Yuwen." Fanyin let go of the disbelief in his heart and slowly stepped into the door, bowing down and saluting.

Yu Wenxin put down his chopsticks and stood up to return the salute, and then looked her up and down, "Ms. Yang has a very good name, but I heard about it a while ago. Your Suzhai’s craftsmanship is outstanding, and today’s first product is no more than that, is this the world’s false rumors and praises for your craftsmanship?”

"Some people are willing to eat rice, some are willing to eat noodles, and some are willing to eat stinky sour eggs. This is due to different tastes and preferences. If you want to make a dish that everyone in the world likes, little girl I have let Mr. Yuwen down because I think I don’t have such a superb ability.”

Yu Wenxin raised his eyebrows when the Sanskrit sound turned sour, "So I have a unique taste?"

"Mr. Yuwen was born in a noble mansion, and the servants at home are all famous chefs with unique skills. You must have a unique taste." Fanyin's smile was fake, but she couldn't help it, because her father was beside him constantly Ji Guyan, if he doesn't show a little smile, I'm afraid his eyes will go blind.

Yu Wenxin smiled happily, "You are very good at talking, but this mouth is also quite savage, no wonder it can make Zhong Xingyan lose in front of you."

"Mr. Zhong's request is unique, my little girl can't satisfy it, and it's not a march to fight a war, so it can't be called victory or defeat." Fanyin was a little unwilling to speak again, and took two steps back to stand behind Yang Zhiyuan, just waiting for his father to make a comeback On the spot, she left immediately.

Yu Wenxin saw her intentions, but didn't want her to succeed, so he walked slowly in front of her, ignoring Yang Zhiyuan who was about to intervene, looked down at her, and said softly: "Zhong Xingyan's request is unique, and you will eventually accept it." Let him fulfill his wish with a table of vegetarian food, my son...is it only worth this bowl of noodle soup?"

(End of this chapter)