Chapter 23: Tofu blood case (I)

"Sir, this dish is called fish-flavored shredded pork. It should have been fried with pork, because pork is a cheap meat, so the villain had to use other meat instead."

Huang Xu pointed to the remaining roots on the table and introduced to Li Shimin: "This is called mutton with onion. It uses the taste of green onion to perfectly cover up the mutton's mutton's smell. Combined with the slight fishy and spicy green onion, it is a supreme delicacy."

"This is a shallot and tofu, which means innocence and is a delicious and cool food."

"This is fish head tofu soup. The deliciousness of this dish is not fish head or tofu, but the thick soup like milk. The characteristics of this dish are nothing more than just fresh."

After Huang Xu left with the leftovers, Li Shimin began to review the memorials again. While writing paintings, he said in a seemingly plain way: "Let's check how Huang Xu learned these abilities?"

Li Shimin knew very well how important it was to the people. He did not believe that someone would pass on a craft that could benefit his descendants to outsiders for no reason. There must be something wrong with it.

Since the Tianzhu incident occurred in Chang'an City last time, Li Shimin has become more cautious in his actions. The playboy princes and princes were also warned by him. He didn't want anyone in his palace to do anything that was angry and resentful, causing Tianzhu to explode in the palace.

In that case, rumors will spread everywhere in the world, and the throne that had already been wrong will be shaky, and the world will be filled with war.

If the time and space of the Tang Dynasty were a calm lake, then Yi Fan was just a stone. His arrival caused the Tang Dynasty to stir up layers of waves, but I don’t know if these small waves will eventually form huge waves.

Yi Fan just took revenge on the next gangster who robbed him, but unexpectedly it attracted the dandy timid in Chang'an City and no longer had the arrogance and domineeringness of the past.

Even the various snakes, insects, rats and ants in the dark were wiped out by Li Shimin. At this time, Chang'an City could be said to be closed at night and a bright world.

Yi Fan, who knew nothing about this, locked himself in the room at this time, figuring out some strange parts, and checked his phone from time to time.

Soon, an exquisite and small crossbow was assembled. Two crossbow arrows were taken and put on. With a "bang" sound, the two arrows were fixed in the wooden wall regardless of order.

Since he was robbed last time, Yi Fan has felt insecure about the world. In order to make himself safer, Yi Fan found four and five craftsmen in the city to make this crossbow separately, and finally assembled it by himself.

After tying the small crossbow to the right arm and wrist, and then covering it with the wide sleeves of the ancients, Yi Fan finally felt a little safe.

Originally, Yi Fan wanted to make a pistol, but the seamless barrel alone was something that the Tang Dynasty could not do, so he had to make a crossbow, which was currently the world's top weapon. After all, a weapon like a crossbow is unique to ancient China.

Heaven and Earth are open for business today. Looking at the noisy hall, the uneasiness once again hit Yi Fan's heart and moved the interests of the catering industry in Chang'an City by himself. I don't know what reactions the colleagues in Chang'an City would have.

A group of special guests were welcomed by heaven and earth. They were all extraordinary, elegant and indifferent, majestic, kind and murderous.

The group of people entered the heaven and earth, went straight to the second floor and divided into two sects, respectively, and entered two large private rooms. Ru Ri and Zhongtian, who were in charge of the second floor, hurried over to greet him.

The group of people who were entertained by Yi Zhongtian were obviously scholars, all of whom were kind-hearted and elegant.

"Dear guests, what do you want to eat? The unique stir-fry dishes in our store are unique. After you have eaten them, you will never be able to eat the dishes before. The unique wines in our store are as clear as water and as strong as fire."

"I heard that you have a dish called scallions and tofu? All the ministers here are honest and noble people. They match the dish that means innocent. You will give me a portion of it before me, and you will also have a jar of your clear wine, which is just right to cater to our clean and watery character. Let's pick up your specialty dishes." Changsun Wuji said to Yi Zhongtian without even looking at the menu.

Yi Zhongtian quickly took out a small wooden board and a charcoal pen from his arms and recorded it. The sound of the charcoal pen writing on the wooden board attracted the attention of the Taixue scholar Kong Yingda.

Kong Yingda was very confused and even a little angry. When did scholars fall into chores in restaurants? It was simply a disgrace to be gentle?

He stood up calmly and came to Yi Zhongtian's side. He saw Yi Zhongtian holding a round wooden stick in his hand. There was a black charcoal-like thing in the middle of the stick.

Looking at the wooden board, a few lines of small characters had appeared. Although the handwriting was tender, it was quite correct. As he looked at it, Kong Yingda's face turned dark and he found that this kid was born with a wild path.

Normal scholars in the Tang Dynasty wrote vertically from the upper right corner to the left, but this kid wrote horizontally from the left to the right, which was simply a scum among scholars. He slapped Yi Zhongtian’s head in anger.

"It's really a disgrace to you. Who is the teacher who teaches you? It's really a misleading child. And you have a lot of typos. It's really ignorant."

Yi Zhongtian looked at this meddling old man with grievance.

I was inevitably angry when I was taught a lesson by a stranger. I picked up the pen and wrote the words I just said on the wooden board, and handed them to Kong Yingda in front of him in anger.

When Kong Yingda saw that this kid had changed the typo. This made Kong Yingda wonder, why did he deliberately write it wrong?

Kong Yingda asked Yi Zhongtian angrily with a dark face: "You kid, you don't know much about it. Since you know how to write, why do you deliberately write it wrong? Are you humiliating the words? Or are you insulting knowledge?"

Kong Yingda was originally a sacrificial scholar at the Imperial Academy, and he was doing teaching and educating people. This anger was naturally a bit powerful.

Yi Zhongtian was so scared that his hands holding the pen were trembling, and he was still extremely angry in his heart, and his teeth were clenched tightly and he didn't say anything.

I just wrote a few words, why is it just humiliating knowledge? Can you say that knowledge can only be controlled by you, the great masters and great families, and we lowly people are not worthy of learning? Even writing is humiliating?

Yi Zhongtian mustered up his courage and was about to speak with Kong Yingda when a voice came in from the door of the box: "This old man is so big and he is buckled off. We ordinary people can't afford to take care of you. If you spread your words just now, wouldn't I be enemies of scholars all over the world?"

When Yi Zhongtian heard this voice, he knew that his elder brother was coming. He immediately had a backbone. His hand holding the pen tightly loosened slightly and his waist straightened.

Yi Fan gently shook the folding fan and slowly entered the private room. Today, he was dressed like Chu Liuxiang in the TV series, which was so sexy.
Chapter completed!