food queen

Chapter 349 Feast (2)
"This is delicious!" Zhishan Suuji whispered to the interpreter beside her in Burmese, "Is this hawthorn a fruit from a tree? Can we take some saplings back?"

The interpreter was an official of the Dayun Ritual Department, and after hearing this, he hurriedly cupped his hands and replied, "I'm sorry, princess, but this little one doesn't dare to make decisions at will. This requires the consent of our emperor."

"So stingy?" Zhishan Suuji pursed her mouth.

Naturally, the translator didn't want to offend the princess, so he smiled and bowed, without saying a word.

Han Qian, who was walking in front, had been paying attention to Zhishan Suuji's movements. As soon as she spoke, the translator next to her who knew Burmese quietly passed the words to Apple, and Apple whispered to Han Qian.

When Han Qian heard Zhishan Suuji say that the emperor was stingy, she stopped immediately and turned around.

For some unknown reason, the people accompanying him all stopped.

Zhishan Sujin raised her head and saw the empress standing in front of her, she just smiled and looked at herself, she smiled in surprise, and asked in Central Plains dialect: "Dear empress, what do you want to say?"

"You say our Majesty is stingy?" Han Qian asked with a faint smile.

"Uh, this..." Zhishan Suji looked back at the translator, rolled her big eyes, and said with a smile, "Just now I asked him if he could ask His Majesty the Emperor Dayun to give us some saplings of the hawthorn tree , He actually said no, that His Majesty the Emperor would not agree. So..." Zhishan Suuji smiled innocently again, "I was just joking."

"A joke?" Han Qian chuckled lightly, "Since it's a joke, then I don't take it seriously. But what our translator said just now was not a joke. Species are a precious resource of a country, and saplings are extremely rare. It’s not something you can give away casually. If the princess wants it, she can exchange it with your rubber tree saplings.”

"Rubber trees are the lifeblood of our country!" The smile on Zhishan Suuji's face instantly disappeared.

"Isn't it just a few saplings? It seems that you are not a generous person, Princess Zhishan." Han Qian smiled, and then looked at the Burmese king, "Sorry, I just like to tell a joke."

"It's okay." The Burmese king smiled awkwardly, and when his eyes glanced at Zhishan Suuji, there was a hint of displeasure.

"Let's go, there's more fun ahead." As the host, Han Qian naturally couldn't catch a small mistake of the guests, and after teaching Zhishan Suuji a certain lesson, he called everyone to move on.

This section of the road to Yanyu Pavilion is only more than 100 steps away, but there are more than a dozen food stalls, such as fried rice cakes, secret steamed buns, small wontons in broth, deep-fried oil spinners, kebabs, and hanging oven pancakes. Tang Huo Shao'er, and other street snacks have all been moved into this imperial garden, and they have been made to look good.

All the way to Yanyu Pavilion, others are okay, Zhishan Suji has already eaten her stomach round.

After entering the Yanyu Pavilion, everyone marveled at the luxurious furnishings. After the country was rich and the people were strong, they all sat down in order. Princess Zhishan raised her hand to caress her stomach, and quietly sighed to her translator next to her: " This princess has eaten a lot along the way!"

"The princess ate a bunch of candied haws, two steamed buns, a piece of steamed rice cake, half an oil swirl, half a sugar fire, two skewers of roast meat and half a bowl of small wontons."

"Oh!" Zhishan Suuji clasped her hands together, murmured to the Buddha, and begged the Buddha to forgive her greed.

After everyone was seated, a Qingli palace lady brought the royal fragrant tea Fengshan Jasper Spike.

There are many tea trees in the southwest area, but the people of Dayun are the most proficient in tea ceremony in this era.When an arrogant royal princess like Zhishan Suuji smelled the fragrance of Fengshan Jasper, she couldn't help but sigh again that this Dayun person really knows how to enjoy.

When tea arrives, the music also plays.

It is indeed the sound of the flute from far away, rippling across the water and coming from afar, clear and melodious, touching the mind.Civil servants who knew the melody began to twirl their beards and gradually immersed themselves in the music. Those who didn't know the melody also thought it sounded good, so they were embarrassed to disturb it.

The rising full moon on the lake, like a jade plate, bathes in the dark blue silk sea-like night sky. There is a layer of warmth, but the fashion of the first month comes from the cold, blowing across the silvery lake, splitting the lake into countless tiny mercury, which changes rapidly and flows erratically.

A cup of fragrant tea is about to be exhausted, the sound of the flute gradually fades away, and the sound of the piano complements it, tinkling and murmuring, like the chirping of insects in a mountain spring, although there is a sound, it is more elegant and quiet.

In Misty Rain Pavilion, everyone was silent.

A beautiful court lady came in, offering eight-color snacks and refilling the tea.

Along the way, everyone more or less ate something and put it in their stomachs, so they didn't feel hungry, and they didn't worry about when to start the banquet, and the fragrant tea snacks were more popular.

"This pastry seems to be more delicious than the bananas that day." Godfather Andrew said to the people next to him, holding a piece of yam cake with date paste.

"Dayun's culture is complicated and profound, and the food is the same. There are so many tricks, we really can't even think of it." The Uighur King flattered again.

The king of Northern Mongolia stroked his thick beard and said with a chuckle: "Your country has been fighting continuously for these years, I'm afraid that you, King Uighur, can think of it, and you don't have the time to concoct it one by one."

The smile on the face of the Uighur King Tantador suddenly froze, and he glanced coldly at the Northern Mongolian King.Uyghurs are all wolves, and Tantador is humble to Dayun only because the poison in his body needs Dayun's antidote, otherwise, how could a wolf be so obedient?

Han Qian, who was sitting in the main seat, saw the open and dark arrows here, smiled lightly, and said: "We are all friendly nations, and we should help each other. A little food is not worth anything. If the Uighur King likes it, he will go back another day." At that time, I will ask someone to make more according to your taste and take them back for you, and give your princess a taste too."

"Thank you, Empress Dowager." The Uighur King regained his gentle smile and cupped his hands towards Han Qian.

"Don't worry too much, the King of Northern Mongolia. When you go back, I will naturally prepare a generous gift for you." Han Qian said to the King of Northern Mongolia with a light smile.

"Thank you, empress." The Northern Mongolian King's attitude was a bit tougher than that of the Uighur King. After all, the two countries hadn't fought for several years, and the warlike blood of the Northern Mongolians began to revive again.

Han Qian just smiled faintly, and did not respond to the arrogant attitude of the King of Northern Mongolia.

The ladies of the palace came in one after another carrying the food boxes. At this time, the dried fruits and snacks were all ready. The seven kinds of appetizers that were about to be served at the banquet: Erlong Xizhu, Tianxiang abalone, spicy quail, sesame fish, cashew nuts and celery, braised fresh oil. Mushrooms, pepper oil and water bamboo.

It is not without reason that Dayun has been known as a kingdom of heaven since ancient times. Just these seven dishes are served on the table, not to mention the two kings of Northern Mongolia and Uyghur who eat mutton and drink goat milk all day long, and even the kings of Sheng Shifei from the West who traveled across the ocean. Leng Cui's Earl Caesar and his wife were amazed.

(End of this chapter)