The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

The so-called braised pork is actually pork? Li Shimin frowned slightly as he looked at the red and oily braised pork on the plate.

In the Tang Dynasty, even meat was ranked third, sixth or ninth grade.

Princes and nobles like them usually only eat beef.

However, due to the war in the late Sui Dynasty and the decline of people's livelihood, Li Shimin strictly prohibited anyone in the Tang Dynasty from eating beef.

Therefore, these nobles usually eat mutton.

Pork is born with a disgusting smell that makes it difficult to swallow.

People with a little bit of money would not even think about eating pork.

Li Shimin was very surprised by the large bowl of pork in front of him.

Shopkeeper, don't you think it's disrespectful to let us swallow such cheap meat? Changsun Wuji saw Li Shimin frowning and immediately took over the conversation.

There was quite a bit of dissatisfaction with Zhao Chen in his words.

What are their identities, and how come they eat pork that ordinary people don't eat?

Although the meat smells pretty good, who knows if it's because of the spices.

It smells delicious, but maybe it tastes really disgusting.

Old Zhang, don't be ridiculous, this braised pork is much more delicious than the beef you eat!

Later, please don't lick the plate in front of me. Zhao Chen smiled lightly.

Li Shimin looked at Changsun Wuji.

Eating beef is a grave sin.

Shopkeeper, don't talk nonsense. His Majesty the Emperor has strictly ordered the consumption of beef. I have never eaten beef before! Changsun Wuji said quickly.

On the surface, it seemed that he was talking to Zhao Chen, but in fact, he was arguing with Li Shimin.

Zhao Chen didn't care about Changsun Wuji's expression change, but picked up the chopsticks and added a piece of braised pork.

When the chopsticks are used hard, the fat in the braised pork drips onto the plate.

Coupled with the rich smell of meat, it aroused countless gluttons in the two of them.

Smells good! Zhao Chen chewed slowly for a while.

, swallowed, and said one word.

Uncle Fu, your skills are getting better and better! Zhao Chen said to Uncle Fu.

It's all thanks to Young Master's good teachings. I never thought before that pork, which everyone hates, would become so delicious in Young Master's hands!

Compared to mutton that smells of mutton or beef that is hard and woody, it really tastes much better! Fu Bo said with a smile.

The eyes that looked at Zhao Chen were full of reverence.

After listening to what Uncle Fu said, Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji couldn't help but look at each other.

It was just their first meeting with Zhao Chen.

There was absolutely no need for Zhao Chen to team up with his old slave to deceive the two of them.

But, is this meat really delicious?

Li Shimin swallowed carefully, fearing that Zhao Chen would notice something strange about him.

This meat is so delicious, especially at noon when I'm hungry.

Gu—— Changsun Wuji's stomach suddenly growled, as if in protest.

Changsun Wuji felt embarrassed.

He had a big appetite, and he had spent the whole morning searching with Li Shimin incognito, and his chest was already pressed against his back.

Now that I have this fragrant braised pork in front of me, it is simply a living hell.

Lao Zhang, since you're hungry, try the braised pork that my little brother recommends! Li Shimin suddenly changed his mind and said.

He also wanted to know whether the braised pork was as delicious as Zhao Chen said.

Changsun Wuji's stomach just happened to be growling, which was really a perfect excuse.

Changsun Wuji's face twitched, knowing that Li Shimin wanted to test the waters with him.

But now I am hungry, and I have an order from the emperor.

Changsun Wuji no longer cared about whether it tasted good or not.

At least, the braised pork is quite fragrant.

Then I'll have a taste first. Thinking of what he said before, Changsun Wuji smiled awkwardly.

Picked up the chopsticks and picked up a small piece of braised pork.

If such a small piece doesn't taste good, you can spit it out in time without making your stomach feel uncomfortable.

When Zhao Chen saw Changsun Wuji looking like this, he naturally understood what he was thinking and didn't point it out.

Waiting for Changsun Wuji to pick up a small piece of braised pork.

Zhao Chen used a spoon to scoop out a small spoonful of gravy and poured it on the white rice in the bowl.

The slightly sweet gravy, paired with white rice, is simply not enjoyable.

At Li Shimin's signal, Changsun Wuji slowly dropped a small piece of braised pork on his chopsticks into his mouth.

A strong meaty aroma instantly filled the nose.

One bite and juices splashed everywhere.

It's delicious, it's so delicious! Changsun Wuji's whole body lit up after eating a piece of braised pork.

The chopsticks in his hands were stretched forward again.

But he immediately shrank back.

Li Shimin hasn't eaten yet, so it would be inappropriate for him to take off his chopsticks again.

Looking at the red-oiled braised pork on the plate, Changsun Wuji swallowed hard.

This braised pork was a thousand times more delicious than any mutton or beef he had ever eaten.

Tender and crispy, it is simply the best in the world.

Then let's have a try too, Li Shimin saw Chang Sun Wuji retracting his chopsticks in embarrassment, so he couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and reach for the braised pork on the plate.

Changsun Wuji had a very naughty mouth, and he couldn't get enough of ordinary food, let alone things like pork.

But Li Shimin clearly saw that Changsun Wuji wanted to extend his chopsticks again, which was enough to explain everything.

plum

Shimin picked up a piece of braised pork and smelled it carefully.

Fortunately, there is only a fragrance that fills my nose.

Put it in your mouth, and it will be filled with sweetness and softness. It is the best in the world.

call--

Li Shimin breathed out gently.

He picked up the bowl and picked up another piece of braised pork without saying anything.

Next to him, Chang Sun Wuji was not to be outdone. He picked up the braised pork with chopsticks and kept pulling at the rice in the bowl.

Old man, please help me add some rice! After a while, the bowl of rice was bottomed out.

Li Shimin put the bowl on the table and said to Uncle Fu.

Okay, sir, wait a moment!

Old man, please help me... No, I'll go by myself and find a bigger bowl! Changsun Wuji thought for a while and felt that it would be safer to serve the meal himself.

Change to a bigger bowl. If you don’t eat enough today, you will definitely not leave the table.

Sir, please come with me! Uncle Fu said with a smile.

He only learned 10% of his master's cooking skills, but he already made these two people want to swallow their tongues.

Changsun Wuji changed to a bowl as big as a washbasin, filled it with rice, and occupied one side of the table.

When Li Shimin saw him being so shameless, he was so angry that he lightly kicked him under the table.

Changsun Wuwu seemed not to notice, only looking at the rice in the bowl and the braised pork on the plate.

His face was already red and his mouth was full of oil.

belch--

Not long after, Changsun Wuji let out a long belch.

He patted his big belly that even his robe could not cover, with a satisfied look on his face.

Li Shimin also looked comfortable, leaning against the pillar behind him and smacking his lips in an imageless manner.

Old Li, does the braised pork taste good? Zhao Chen said with a smile, holding a cup of herbal tea in his hand.