Chapter 7: The Emperor wants to eat meat

Just as Yi Fan packed up his things and was about to go back, a carriage came to the back door of Yingchunyuan, and a middle-aged man walked out of the carriage. If Yi Fan were here, he would definitely recognize him. Isn’t this the shopkeeper who was the lighter a few days ago!

Under Xiao Cui's leadership, the shopkeeper came to a room where there were two people in the room, which were Yang Su and Su Xin.

Yang Su knelt in the hall, skillfully brewing tea in his hands, adding some ingredients to the tea from time to time, while Su Xin stood by, bent down and lowered her eyebrows, and seemed to be waiting for instructions at any time.

The shopkeeper entered the door, clasped his fists at Yang Su, bent down deeply, and said respectfully: "Subordinate, pay homage to the young master."

Yang Su didn't raise her head, and said lightly "hmm" and pointed to a desk on the left, signaling the other party to sit down.

"Thank you Young Master."

After the shopkeeper knelt down, Yang Su picked up the tea he had just brewed, took a sip, put down the tea cup, and said in her pleasant voice: "You said in your letter that you got a treasure, but it is true?"

"How dare I deceive the young master? It's naturally true."

After saying that, he took out an exquisite brocade box from his arms and opened it. The lighter that traveled with Yi Fan was lying inside.

Su Xin, who was standing beside him, walked over and took the brocade box and handed it to Yang Su.

Yang Su used two slender jade fingers to gently pick up the lighter, looked at it carefully in front of her, but after looking for a long time, she couldn't see anything.

At the reminder of the shopkeeper, Yang Su "snap" and pressed the lighter. A bunch of red flames strung out. Yang Su was shocked and the flames were extinguished immediately. The lighter was almost thrown out by her.

After calming down, Yang Su used the lighter again and watched the flame for a long time until his hands felt slightly hot, then extinguished the flame.

Yang Su felt a little disappointed. She thought it was an amazing treasure, but it turned out to be just a relatively novel fire-driven thing.

Yang Su raised her head, looked straight at the shopkeeper with a sharp look, and said, "This is what you said, a treasure? It's just a high-level fire note when I look at it."

The shopkeeper quickly stood up and bowed: "Young Master, although this thing has no earth-shaking power, this method of making fire out of thin air has always been a secret of Taoism. Why do so many people believe in Taoism? It is not because they are very mysterious? If we also master this mysterious method, can we also form a large force like Taoism and Buddhism? That will have a considerable help to the young master's plan. I wonder if the young master still remembers Zhang Jiao in the late Han Dynasty?"

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Yang Su fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Yang Su got up and came to Zhang Manager and helped him up.

"I've been troubled by the time Zhang Jianbo. I was not thinking carefully before, so I hope Zhang Jianbo will give me more in the future."

Manager Zhang hurriedly avoided and said, "I dare not."

Yang Su didn't say much, returned to her previous position and knelt down, and looked at the lighter again. This thing was still too magical for her.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Manager Zhang spoke again: "Young Master, I don't know whether to say it or not?"

Yang Su raised her head with a little curiosity and said, "Shopkeeper Zhang, if you have something to say, you might as well say it."

"Young Master, this Chang'an City is too dangerous. Please ask the young master to leave the city earlier. Once exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

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Li Ke was very happy today. Not only did he meet that cousin, but he also had a novel delicacy. At this time, he was bringing the twin sisters who were both guards and maids to the harem, preparing to pay tribute to his mother, Concubine Yang.

When he arrived at the gate of Yang Fei's bedroom, he saw an old eunuch with snow-white hair and eyebrows drooping to the tip of his nose looking at him with a smile. This person was Li Shimin's personal eunuch "Ann Li".

Where there is Ang Lee, there must be his own father.

Ang Lee smiled and said to Li Ke: "Your Highness, the Emperor of Wu is narrating with the Imperial Concubine. Please wait. I will report it to you now."

Li Keke did not dare to neglect the old eunuch who had been with his father for life and death. He nodded slightly and said, "Then there will be Luan Bo."

Not long after, Ang Lee turned around and said to Li Ke, "Your Highness, the Emperor, please see you."

Li Ke entered his mother's bedroom and saw Concubine Yang tidying up the wrinkles on Li Shimin's clothes.

"The girl Hong of my beloved concubine is still so outstanding, and her clothes fit me very well." Li Shimin raised his hands slightly, and looked at Yang Fei tidying up his clothes with pleasure on his face.

Concubine Yang looked up, looked at Li Shimin with a angrily voice, and said, "The Master is here to joke with me again. I am a woman. If you can't even do your husband's clothes well, you won't be laughed to death if you say it out."

In ancient times, if a woman could not even have a female, then in the eyes of the ancients, this would not be a complete woman. It doesn’t matter how high or low your identity is. No matter whether you are a prince or a noble or a commoner, as long as you are a woman, you must know how to make up for basic sewing.

In ancient times, women usually made their own wedding dresses by themselves or their mothers. No matter which one they were made by women anyway.

Women born in wealthy families must not only be good at female celebrities, but also be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even learn how to manage the finances and personnel of a big family. Only women who are helpful to their husbands will have a certain status in a big family.

It is not difficult to understand why, as a princess of the previous dynasty, Concubine Yang is now one of Li Shimin's favorite concubines, who is now a female celebrity.

"My son is here to pay tribute to my father and mother." Li Ke stepped forward a few steps, walked to the two of them and bowed to him.

Every time Li Shimin saw Li Ke, he felt like he was looking in the mirror when he was young. His son, who looked the most similar to him, has now started a family. He had moved out of the palace a few days ago and opened a mansion alone.

"Ke'er, are you still used to living outside the palace?"

"Report to my father, my son is living outside the palace. He lacks many rules in the palace, but he is much more comfortable."

Speaking of freedom, Li Shimin was a little envious of his son. Since he took up the throne, he has been busy dealing with various national affairs all day long and has been trapped in the palace. He rarely goes out to visit.

Concubine Yang walked up, held Li Ke's hand with one hand, touched Li Ke's cheek with the other, and said with distress: "My son has been cleared a lot outside the palace these days."

Concubine Yang turned her head and said to the maid standing beside her, "Go and ask the imperial kitchen to make some dishes that the King of Wu loves, and make up for my son."

When Li Ke heard about the food, he remembered the novel food he brought. He hurriedly ordered the twin maids to present the food box and go up and open it himself. A hot air came out. Obviously, the food box had a heat-increasing and insulating effect.

He gave Li Shimin and Yang Fei a pancake, and said, "Father, Mother, this is a new food I encountered in Chang'an City today. It tastes pretty good. I specially brought it to let the father, Mother and Mother try it."

Li Shimin was not polite, so he took the pancake and bit it down. As the most noble person in the Tang Dynasty, he had never eaten any kind of food.

The first taste of the pancake made Li Shimin a little surprised. Then he tasted it carefully and discovered the mystery.

Two fingers squeezed out a thin piece of mutton from the pancake, looked at it for a while, then threw it into your mouth, chewed for a moment, and opened your pupils slightly.

"This lamb tastes good, but it's too little."

Yang Fei, who was eating pancakes with a happy expression on the side, heard Li Shimin's words and said, "If the emperor likes to eat, let the imperial chef still make one!"

Li Shimin nodded and said, "What I mean by my beloved concubine."
Chapter completed!