Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 43 Braised Meats Need Fine Wine
The early appearance of realistic sketches amazed people. Wang Pingan's portrait of Zhao Qingyun appeared in front of everyone, and their eyes were straightened. For everyone present, Wang Pingan used magical skills to draw Zhao Qingyun His appearance and temperament are perfectly engraved on this painting.

Details determine everything, even a wrinkle, not a single strand of hair is spared, this is the charm of realistic sketching.

Even Zhao Qingyun himself can't tell whether a person is a painting or a painting is a person. Realistic sketches can completely confuse the real with the fake, which is the pursuit of a painter's life.

Fortunately, this was in the Tang Dynasty and not in modern times. Otherwise, Wang Ping'an would have no choice but to make a fool of himself, so he wouldn't be able to pretend to be a B. It is precisely because this is unique and unheard of that it makes everyone so indistinguishable.

After watching the painting, everyone looked at Wang Ping'an again, and wanted to know how to learn this magical skill from Wang Ping'an.

Wang Pingan ignored them, turned to Xing Chi and said, "Master, I plan to end this Danqing competition in a draw."

Hearing Wang Ping'an's words, everyone was not calm. Why was there a draw? You obviously won. Not only the people in Yunshan Academy thought so, but also the people in Qingyun Academy, including Zhao Qingyun himself.

Wang Pingan saw everyone's thoughts, and said with a slight smile: "Everyone must still remember that I don't know how to draw ink and wash paintings."

Everyone nodded in classical Chinese to indicate that Wang Ping'an was right.

Wang Pingan continued: "Although we are comparing Danqing, I can't paint in ink, and Hao Wenwen can't draw realistically, so we are tied."

Li Yi was very happy when he heard Wang Ping'an's words, he laughed and said: "Haha... you are indeed my student, I am not proud of my victory, good, very good."

"Amitabha, the king's benefactor, treats people sincerely, respectable, respectable." Xingchi said.

"Master, Master, I am ashamed of what you said." Wang Ping'an was a little shy.

"Li Yi, quickly return the old man's painting." Zhao Qingyun wanted to get the painting back.

Without further ado, Li Yi handed the painting to Zhao Qingyun and said, "Old Zhao, this competition is over, let's stay and have a light meal with the master."

Zhao Qingyun put away the painting and said: "There are a lot of interruptions today, so it's inconvenient to stay longer, we can talk another day, let's go."

Qingyun student followed Zhao Qingyun and left in disgrace, and left amidst the cheers of students from Yunshan Academy, but when he came, he was arrogant.

After watching the people from Qingyun Academy disappear without a trace, the students from Yunshan Academy excitedly ran to Wang Pingan's side and threw Wang Pingan high.

Amid bursts of cheers, Wang Ping'an was thrown high repeatedly, and Li Yi beside him laughed loudly and chanted Amitabha Buddha.

A contest that was bound to lose, but which changed dramatically because of Wang Ping'an's intrusion, came to an end.

"Haha... It's a pleasure, it's really a pleasure."

"That is, since Master went to Chang'an, we haven't had such a good time for a long time."

"However, I didn't expect that Wang Ping'an's knowledge is really mixed. He knows everything, but he doesn't know anything. Look at his paintings of Zhao. I can't draw them with ink and wash, but I can draw them with a few charcoal pencils. It’s amazing to come out.”

"That's right, that's like putting your own heart on paper."

In the teacher's room, Li Yi laughed loudly, and the other class teachers were talking about Wang Ping'an.

At this time, it was already meal time, Wang Pingan took stewed meat and a bottle of sorghum wine, and dragged Wang Liang to the master's room, and before entering the door, he shouted loudly: "Master, I brought you good wine and delicious food. "

As soon as everyone heard the voice, they stopped talking, and Li Yi laughed and scolded: "This brat just doesn't understand the rules."

"Shan Zhang, if he knows the rules, he won't be able to make a song like "Laughing in the Red Dust". The world of mortals is so boring, and infatuation is the most boring. Listen, it makes people feel so chic and at ease." Liu Lin laughed and began to hum softly "Laughing Red Dust".

"That's right, the academy needs such energetic people. They used to be too bookish."

"Master Jiang said yes, those who used to be students just lack vitality."

"Hey, there are a lot of people, so I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Wang Ping'an was surprised to see so many masters there.

Wang Liang saw that the master was there, and hurried forward to salute: "Students pay homage to the head of the mountain, master and all the masters."

"Wang Liang, why are you here?" Zhuge Wen asked.

"I brought him here, and I brought you delicious food and a bottle of good wine." Wang Pingan hurriedly replied.

When Li Yi saw a large pack of oil paper and a bottle of wine in Wang Liang's hands, he knew that Wang Liang was pulled away by Wang Pingan to work as a coolie.

"Ping An, what delicacy are you taking? Is it the pig's trotter you ate just now?" Li Yi asked.

Wang Pingan took the lo-mei from Wang Liang, opened it and said, "There are pig feet, duck feet, chicken wings, etc. There are many kinds."

Open the oil paper, bursts of marinated fragrance overflowed instantly.

"It smells so good, why is it so fragrant?"

All the masters have smelled the fragrance, and they are all curious, why the food such as duck feet and chicken wings, which are usually ordinary in their eyes, smells so fragrant, especially the pig's feet will not even take a look at it, why his fragrance is in the air. Tempted me to eat it.

Li Yi also smelled the fragrance, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Ping An, what is this, why is it so fragrant."

"It's delicious. It's called braised meat. I made it with spices such as star anise and cinnamon. It's delicious. If it's paired with fine wine, it's even if a god asks me to do it, and I won't do it."

"You made it? Then the old man will have a taste for the head of the mountain first." Liu Lin said, and picked up a pig's trotter in the oil paper and gnawed it.

"Master Liu's words are wrong. It should be everyone singing for the head of the mountain." After Zhuge Wen finished speaking, he also took a pig's trotter.

"Master Zhuge said exactly what he said, we should have a taste of this marinated meat for the head of the mountain." Jiang Wei also interjected, and took a duck paw along the way.

One is two, two is three, three is all.

"Hey, I don't need you to taste it, I have hands and a mouth." Li Yi looked at the original big bag of lo mei, and it lost more than half in an instant, not to mention how anxious he was.

He walked up to Wang Ping'an, took all the lo mei away, put a chicken wing in his mouth, and looked at the group of foodies with resentful eyes.

Wang Pingan looked at the masters, what he said was righteous, but his hands were doing brazen things, his face was twitching non-stop, and he thought: "Sure enough, they are all scholars, what they say is one thing, and the hand is another thing, I admire you."

Wang Liang is an honest man, seeing this scene, his fair face turned red.

"Masters, this lo mei is quite delicious."

"Well, it is indeed delicious. Why has no one been able to make such delicious food before."

"The best in the world."

"Just like what Wang Ping'an said, it would be even better if I could have another glass of wine."

……

Everyone gave full marks to the lo-mei, and Wang Ping'an was very satisfied with it.

"Master, it's not satisfying to eat lo mei alone, but it needs to be paired with fine wine." Wang Pingan opened the bottle while speaking, and the aroma of wine overflowed, constantly stimulating everyone's taste buds.

"It smells so good, what kind of wine is this? I've been in the wine shop for many years, and I thought it was such a strong wine before I smelled it." Zhuge Wen smelled the aroma of wine in the air, revealing a feeling of intoxication.

Most of the literati in the Tang Dynasty were drinkers, and the literati often held receptions and poetry parties, and they even pretended to be romantic and lingered in brothels.

Wang Pingan was very satisfied when he saw the reaction of the masters. It was exactly as he imagined. Wine and braised meat were promoted. Through their mouths, these two things could smoothly enter the eyes of rich people.

"Master Zhuge, there is only one bottle of this wine. I have given it to the master. If you want to drink it, you can only ask for it from my master. I don't have any for the time being." Wang Pingan handed the wine to Li Yi, and then Spread your hands together, indicating that there is no more.

"Boy Li, quickly pour the old man a glass of wine." Zhuge Wen said.

"Boy Li?" Except for a few senior masters, the corners of the rest of the masters' mouths twitched.

When Li Yi was called by Zhuge Wen, he obediently poured him a glass and said, "Mr. Zhuge, can you stop calling me that?"

"It depends." Zhuge Wen put the wine glass in front of his nose and sniffed it, and exclaimed: "It is really fragrant, and it is a thousand times, ten thousand times more fragrant than the wine I have drunk before."

Then drink the wine in one gulp, a stream of hot wine goes directly from the mouth, through the throat, and finally into the stomach.The abdomen is now burning like a ball of fire. (unfinished...)
(End of this chapter)