Mrs. Wen was also completely shocked by Yuan Zheng's last arrow until Yuan Zheng left, and Fang sighed in a low voice, "This man is so determined, above my brother."

Yan Nan understood what she meant. If she had not been a person with extremely resolute and extremely self-disciplined personality, she would definitely not be able to practice such archery skills.

There is no shortcut in everything in the world, only the word "paying".

The little ladies around them were also talking about the magical skills of Master Yuan, and Yan Nan felt inexplicably sad.

It was obviously her brother Yuan, but she could only feel secretly proud in her heart. She listened to others' comments on him, but she couldn't pounce on her.

She followed Miss Wen to the bonfire. The dusk fell and the bonfire was lit. The tents and the halls around were full of palace lanterns, and the grassland was dim.

Seeing Yan Nan's depressed appearance all the way, Miss Wen looked at her deeply, "Maybe I can help you."

"Hmm?" Yan Nan looked up at her.

...

Xiao Heng caught up with Yuan Zheng.

"Master!" Cui Shiyi came out from somewhere and rushed over, "You shocked the top scorer and the second scorer!"

"What are you doing?" Xiao Heng asked.

Jindou couldn't get in, Yu Liu was not invited, but Cui Shiyi did not follow Yuan Zheng, which really surprised Xiao Heng.

"My fifth sister took her to grind the ink. She drew a picture of the sunset in the grassland. Master, do you want to take a look? Put it in the waterfront there..."

"There are no mosquitoes and flies on this grassland?" Yuan Zheng found a random topic to distract Cui Shiyi.

While the three of them were talking, they had already arrived at the bonfire ring of the teenagers. At this time, the largest bonfire in the middle was also lit. The incense of firewood mixed with the aroma of roasted lamb was particularly attractive.

Wen Zhun, who was behind, also came to chase after him. He happened to hear this sentence. He sat down next to the other side and explained: "The bonfire has added mosquito repellent spices, and the lanterns and candles burning there, and there are mosquito repellent spices."

Xiao Heng glanced at Yuan Zheng, "But no, Yuan Si, don't you know this? Otherwise, how could you and I sit comfortably in this high sky and in the wilderness?"

Yuan Zheng smiled slightly, "I really don't know."

Even the Fourth Master of Yuan prefers to hang out in the market, but he doesn't interact with the young men of high-ranking families, except Cui Shiyi.

This method of burning spices to repel mosquitoes is afraid that it will cost thousands of taels of money. The Wen family is really rich!

Xiao Heng finally found a place where he was better than Yuan Zheng, and pointed to the plates of exquisite dishes that had been placed on the table, "Look, these dishes are all exquisite."

He pointed to a bowl of poached eggs, "Look, this looks like a plate of fried duck eggs. In fact, you have to use green bamboo slices to carefully pick the film outside the egg yolk, then slowly squeeze the chopped shrimp paste, mushroom minced mushrooms, and broken fungus into the egg yolk along the tips of the bamboo slices, fry it slowly in chicken oil, and then put it in the clear soup cooked from wolfberry leaves and cabbage, and spread the golden silk bird's nest next to the soup bowl."

Yuan Zheng sighed in his heart. Compared with this, the food they usually eat at Yuzhuan Pavilion and other places is normal, and the daily diet of Yuan Mansion can be called poverty.

Just this dish, you can buy an extra good horse.

Xiao Heng continued to introduce, pointing to a plate of dishes that were shaped like a dragon waving its tail, shaking his head, "Look at the dragon scales, they look like dragon scales, right? The outermost layer is braised goose intestines, and the innermost layer is the best ice meat, and the middle is salted egg yolk, and then wrapped in honey sauce and roasted. The ice meat is plump and sweet, the char siu is tender and delicious, and the goose intestines are very chewy, and the taste is...tsk tsk."

Yuan Zheng picked up the tea and took a sip. The more he listened to Xiao Heng's introduction, the more he felt that he could not swallow it.

When they marched in the northwest, one person could eat two buns for a day, and the food and grass in the middle and lower capital were exploited layer by layer, and only 30% of the soldiers were left.

It turns out that the wealth and luxury of the nobles of Kaifeng Prefecture is really like selling gold and melting silver!

Xiao Heng pointed to a dish with a strange shape. It was a mushroom shape growing on a tree stump. It was roasted to be browned and black, and it was not obvious what the ingredients were. "Let's talk about this, it looks like a tree stump, but actually..."

He stopped, well, he didn't seem to have seen this dish before...

"In fact, it's just a tree stump." The literary interface next to it.

Cui Shiyi squirted out a sip of the milk wine.

Xiao Heng gave Cui Shiyi a blank look, picked up the folding fan and shook it, "I just think this is a tree stump!"

Yuan Zheng couldn't help but smile.

"The tree stump is cut down with mushrooms and placed directly on the charcoal fire to roast them, which can ensure the original deliciousness of the mushrooms." Wen Zhun explained: "This is a recipe that people in the northwest like, and it is normal for the prince not to know."

"What are the fourth brother talking to the prince? So happy?" Yuan Jun, Yuandong, and Cui San and other young men also came over to sit around the bonfire.

Xiao Heng glanced at Yuan Jun, "How many more sour poems have you written? Read them out and listen."

Yuan Jun smiled gracefully, "Today we are talking about the differences between the customs and folk customs of the northwest grassland and the Central Plains, which disappointed the prince."

He clasped his fists at Wen Zhun, "I want to ask Mr. Wen San another day."

Wen Zhun said coldly: "You can find me when riding a horse and shooting archery, but I am afraid that the customs and customs will not be helpful."

When Yuan Jun saw that he encountered a soft nail, he smiled without any mind and sat down.

...

On the other side, Yan Nan took Liang Wanru and followed Miss Wen to the bonfire on the side of the female family.

Liang Wanru jumped and jumped all the way. Balabala said all the things she had just seen, and she was very excited. Seeing that she was simple and lively and liked her a little bit, the three of them sat together by the bonfire.

At this time, the last ray of afterglow also fell below the horizon, and the lanterns on the lakeside, pavilions and waterside pavilions were all lit up. Five bonfires were burning, and the grass was filled with fruits, wine and barbecue. There were performers around each bonfire. The unique sheepskin drums and wooden Hu played melodiously, making people feel as if they were on the prairie.

Two rows of lanterns came from a distance, walked through the red felt in the bonfire and towards the main guest.

Yuan Zheng looked up and saw that there were Tang Hou, Liu Wei, and Liang Shaozai. In the middle was a young man wearing a square hat. His eyebrows and eyes were pretty good, but his face was long and slightly concave, making his chin look a little protruding. However, this is a typical appearance of the Northern Liao people, and that hat is the most popular square hat of the Northern Liao people.

Yuan Zheng tightened the wine glass in his hand, and the envoy of Northern Liao came!

The man went to the guest of honor to see Prince Zhong and sat next to Liu Wei. The few of them started chatting with the wine.

Yan Nan also saw the person coming, and Miss Wen whispered to her in her ear. When she said that the man in the middle was Jin Huan, the envoy of Northern Liao and the second prince of Northern Liao, Yan Nan took a closer look at him.
Chapter completed!