Here Comes The Lady Chef

"The teacher will return to his hometown to support him every day, and this time I came here to find a suitable residence for the teacher." Ren Yuedao.

"I don't know which famous teacher Ren San Gongzi studied from?" Zhao Jingyi asked.

"The teacher's surname is Yue, and his name goes up and down." Ren Yue mentioned Master with great respect.

"Yue Mingyang? Is the mentor of the third son, Prince Prince, Mr. Song Tao, Master Yue Mingyang Yue?" Zhao Jing was shocked.

"Mr. Song Tao is the teacher." Ren Yue sipped tea and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Song Tao has a world-famous name, and he is a talented son of three sons. He is a great teacher. He must be a son in the future. He has a bright future!" Zhao Jing praised.

"Hehe." Ren Yue took another sip of tea and shook her head with a smile. Such a compliment he heard much more. The world is hypocritical, Ren Yue is not willing to fall into the ordinary, although talented and intelligent, but has not been able to find a mentor. Not that Master couldn't teach, but Ren Yue despised it! Until that year, when he met Mr. Song Tao, he was put under the door, but it was his wish.

I wish I could pick Nan under the east fence.

Mr. Yun Songtao's kind and feelings are very similar in Ren Yue's bones!

"Dare to ask any son-in-law, can there be a house of your choice?" Zhao Jingyi took the opportunity to ask, but wondered in his heart how to make friends with Mr. Song Tao, so as to add more gold to his career.

I thought that within a month, Xianyang City actually came with two well-known sons. Immediately there was a prince and grandfather who would return to his hometown. Such a wonderful God-given opportunity is naturally not to be missed.

Mr. Song Songtao is famous for his ambitions, his status is detached, and he is also a holy favor. If such a great Confucianist is behind him, it is like a ladder leading to the ambitions. It is worthwhile to offer a mansion for such a Buddha.

"This will not bother you, Master Zhao, bothering, I have my own plans!" Ren Yue began to reject Zhao Jingyi's kindness, and sipped tea again.

Gentle just stood like that, from time to time, Ren Yue was called to pour tea, pour tea, and then pour tea!

After a while, the pillars came in with plates of rich dishes.

I only worked hard for a while, and the round table just now was spread with chicken, fish and eggs, like a peacock opening the screen, circle by circle.

"Come here, please use it for any third son! This drunk Xianlou is our most famous restaurant in Xianyang, and Chef Wen is also the most famous chef in Xianyang!" Zhao Jingyi introduced.

Xi Ren smiled slightly, what is his status and status, was born in Beijing, what food has not tasted, and what rare has not seen?

Ji Ren keeps moving the chopsticks, just pouts and smiles, drinking tea.

I just listened to the bamboo. I have used the delicate side dishes that I ordered. Now, facing this tacky and greasy banquet, the discerning Ren Yue, where can I eat, I'm afraid I don't even want to watch it!

"Ren Gongzi, you can taste the new drink of Zuixianlou, it's very good!" Gentle seeing Ren Yue didn't eat and said nothing, sitting really boring, simply daring, and took the opportunity to recommend his own brewed chicken wine.

"Oh? What is the drink?" Ren Yue heard that there was good wine, and immediately came to a spirit.

翩 In addition to being very picky about eating, this cute boy also has a hobby of drinking, and the amount of alcohol is very good!

任 When Ren Gao was the top Chinese champion, he once singled out the ministers at the banquet and drunk down a large number of civil and military ministers. He was nothing. But these are the last words. Now Ren Yue is only 14 years old. He doesn't know what he will do in the future.

"Yes, I poured it on Ren San Gongzi, so I only had to drink the flower wine from Baihualou's mother, but I couldn't taste the drink from Zuixianlou! Hey, today Zhao is considered to have gotten the light from Ren Sangong. Come try it too. "Zhao Jing laughed twice.

Xi Renyue ignored Zhao Jingyi, leaned sideways, and gently shook his sleeves to pour the wine gently.

The clear and mellow chicken rumming wine was slowly poured from the hip flask into the wine cup. Suddenly, a faint scent of wine drifted out quietly.

"Good wine!" Ren Yue brightened before and could not help but praise it.

The Da Zhou Dynasty has more yellow wine, which has a heavy muddy color and an unpleasant appearance. And such a clear drink in front of Ren Yue, who tasted the wine all over again, was also in front of him.

Holding the wine cup and shaking it gently, the wine hangs on the wall with a faint silver light on the surface.

The more happy I was, the robe was slightly covered, and I drank it.

"Good wine!" Ren Yue sighed again.

Gan Gan, indifferent, soft, long.

"It's really good wine!" Zhao Jingyi drank it, and couldn't help but echo.

"Girl, Wen, what's the name of this wine?" Ren Yue tilted her head, looked tenderly, and asked seriously.

"This wine calls for chicken rumbling wine." Gentle response.

"Why don't dogs steal wine?" Ren Yue smiled dimly.

"Jiming dog thief, haha, what a jimming dog thief!" Zhao Jingyi didn't understand the meaning at all, and followed him.

"Renminzi's fallacy! This wine is not meant to be a rooster, but it is because this wine is brewed at night, and the rooster can be turned into wine, which means fast, not as you think!"

"Mrs. Wen means that it only takes one night to make this wine?" Ren Yue showed surprise.

"Well, exactly." Ren nodded gently, and then poured a glass for Ren Yue ~ www.readwn.com ~ white wrists, delicate fingers, mellow wine, Ren Yue was drunk.

"Girl Wen can recognize the person who made the wine. If it is convenient, take me to see it. It will not be concealed. I am a alcoholic person. If you recognize this person, you will have a good conversation with him and talk all night." With hi.

"Just talk about wine and talk all night. If you like it, I'll do more. You can buy more money and go back!" Smiled softly.

"Miss Wen, this wine ... was it made by you?" Ren Yue's slender eyebrows raised an astonishment. The girl with a thorny face in front of her was unexpectedly a master of wine making!

"Mrs. Wen, I'm Ren Yuesu who loves fine wine. Today I drank the chicken song wine made by the girl. I love it very much, but Ren Yue consciously said the word" chiming wine "is indecent. Why not change to" chaolu wine ", How? "Ren Yue groaned for a moment, and said.

"I don't understand." Gently glanced at the mouth, what was dew, listening to the strange.

"Oh, when the chicken roared in the early morning, it was when Chaolu started. The Chaolu was clear, especially with the sweet taste of the wine. It is called Chaolu, but it really highlights the speed of making wine. Wouldn't it be great?" It was all in one drink.

"Good name, in my opinion, this wine is called 'Chaolu'!" Zhao Jingyi also echoed and praised, saying that he drank a few glasses again.

"Girl Wen, this wine can still be retained, if there is, please stay a few altars and the next master." Ren Yuedao.

"Dare to ask Ren Sangong, when will Mr. Song Tao be in Xianyang?" After all, Zhao Jingyi was concerned about the business.