MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 100 New year

The three didn't care about the rules and sat around the oven. Qin Yue couldn't wait to pick up the silver clip and fiddled with the food on the shelf.

There are thin slices of meat like cicada wings, chicken wings with a yellowish color, and various types of mushrooms, tofu and potato pieces, which have been carefully marinated, bright and bright, with the color of the sauce.

A chicken wing rolled down Qin Kun's force, rolling down, unbiased into the plain white dish.

"The chicken wings are weird? Have they been fumigated before? What sauce is so red, just like rouge."

Qin Nuo smiled: "It was ordered by the imperial palace to be tasted. Just taste it. But don't be too mouthful, be careful and spicy."

"I'm never afraid of spicy food." Qin Min snorted and rolled the chicken wings on a white porcelain plate to reduce the temperature. He also picked it up with his hands without using chopsticks.

She always likes spicy, but the spicy dishes of this era are all seasoned with pepper and so on, which is far less exciting than the real pepper.

Qin Yue opened her mouth, her white shell teeth took a bite on the chicken wings, chewed twice, and her face became crimson, her mouth widened.

"Ah, it's so spicy, so spicy!" She exclaimed loudly, fanning her mouth vigorously, trying to lower the temperature, but not willing to spit it out.

Qin Nuo thoughtfully picked up a glass of cold plum juice and brought it to her.

Qin Yue took two sips with his hand, and then he calmed down. He said with a guilty consternation: "It's a strange taste. I feel the tongue hurts, but I can't help but want to eat."

"Who asked you to take the hottest one?" Qin Nuo laughed, and Qin Yue started at the reddest and brightest ones. Those were the hottest.

Qin Nuo took a slightly spicy one from the grill and sent it to her plate with a sweet and spicy one. Then took the non-spicy and slightly spicy to Huo Yousil.

Two people ate and praised them.

"This grilled chicken wings taste really special and more delicious than ordinary sauces." Huo Youchan commented.

Qin Nuo laughed without saying a word. These were previously ordered by the imperial dining room to resemble the taste of roasted chicken wings from Orleans in the past. With pepper and cumin, the flavor is better.

The aristocratic families of this era are all eager to eat and eat, and eat from the hills and seafood. However, most of the cooking of ingredients is to maintain the original freshness and tenderness. Although there are many seasonings, they are not as changeable as the later generations.

Orleans grilled chicken wings, spicy chicken wings roots, cumin skewers, are originally relatively heavy tastes, attracting young people. I've never tasted it and I will definitely feel a new taste.

Qin Yue ate a few pieces of spicy food, and then started to move, trying to challenge the heavy mouth. While he couldn't hold his lips together, he refused to give up.

Huo Youchan was not used to the spicy taste at first, and soon became addicted. Along with Qin Hui, happy.

It was just that she didn't let it go that far, and still insisted on eating with ivory chopsticks. Unlike Qin Yue, they all started directly, and the two little hands that eat were oily.

Qin Nuo also ate a few pieces, and the familiar taste brought back memories of the past. In addition to meat, there are various fish balls, mushrooms, green vegetables, and tofu in the Imperial Dining Room. In addition to the barbecue, a pan is also prepared.

After half a bang, Qin Nuo called Li Wan and ordered: "Prepare four things and give them to the two prime ministers, as well as Huo Qing and Pei Qing at home."

In the future, this hot sauce can also be used as one of the business of the house.

Li Wan was ordered to do it immediately.

Three people were eating up, and Qin Yue couldn't help but said, "Brother, tell a story. Just the ones you told before."

"Tell a story?" Huo Youchan didn't know Qin Nuo had this skill, and her eyes widened curiously.

Qin Nuo coughed. It was shortly after he crossed the road. Sometimes Qin Mao came to visit his brother and siblings. Qin Nuo occasionally told Qin Mao two stories in order to avoid the cold. But after speaking a few times, I found that the modern story is seriously inconsistent with the ancient three views, and it is easy to step on the thunder, so it is rarely mentioned again.

"All I saw in the strange books before, the stories of exotic geography, and the monsters and ghosts." Qin Yan busy introduced his brother's new features.

Qin Nuo's phrase, "Let's call a song or dance or a storytelling", couldn't tell the last two pairs of big eyes. Hesitated for a while, then nodded and promised.

After thinking about it, Qin Nuo said, "On a distant sea, the sea is as blue as cornflower petals ..."

Before finishing the first sentence, he was interrupted by Qin Wei: "What is a cornflower? Is it a chrysanthemum?"

"A blue chrysanthemum like sea water has never been seen before ..." Huo Yousil's face was deep in thought.

Qin Nuo: ... that's why he doesn't want to tell a story anymore!

Would you like to explain that cornflower is a wild chrysanthemum that grows in Europe. In the end, he sank his voice, "This is a magical story of gods, and the animals and plants in it are naturally different from the human world. Would you like to listen?"

"So it is."

"Listen to listen! Hurry up and talk."

"In the depths of the sea, there is the Neptune family ..."

While eating, I finally finished the story. Looking at the two girls who were staring at each other and showing an incredible expression, Qin Nuo felt that the story of the gods and immortals was good. There is no need to explain so much. "Daughter" seems a bit too sad, next time you can choose "Journey to the West" to try,

"This ridiculous story ... It's so uncomfortable." Huo Yousil's eyes were red.

"Isn't anyone literate?" Qin Hui drew a small handkerchief. "Why can't you explain it?"

"Uh ..." Qin Nuo really couldn't answer these questions.

Watching the two sadly couldn't even eat the meal, Qin Nuo regretted it, remembering that when he watched this story before, he was not so sad?

However, after being moved, Huo Youchan thought farther, "Why are all infatuated women in this world, even the kingdom of this magical spirit is no exception."

As she was reminded by this, Qin Yue also exclaimed, "It should be that if you are ruthless, I will take a rest. The words of this world, maybe because they are written by men, are all virtues. I have to ask women to die for them. , Even the demon princess. "

Qin Nuo's mind moved slightly, and it was unexpected that the two could still look at the story from such a partial angle.

If you want to say that women have struggled independently, they have seen a lot in the previous life ... Qin Nuo racked his brains and immediately remembered that he had seen some novels in Jinjiang Literature City in the previous life.

He immediately picked up two of them and told them.

The snow is crystal clear, the serenity is quiet, the campfire is crackling, and the food is mellow. This environment is especially suitable for storytelling and listening to stories.

Jinjiang's stories are quite tortuous and long. Qin Nuo's two stories tell about half an hour. The two listened quietly, until the end, Huo Youchan showed a cheerful outward expression: "Although the lady did not marry into the wealthy, but achieved such an achievement, and can work with someone who understands her for life, it is the best happy."

Qin Yue was fascinated: "The young lady in the second story is also very difficult. The family has difficulties, her stepmother is bullied, her father is ruthless, and her sister is tricky. In such a home, she can escape the entanglement of the disciples and struggle for herself. A way to live. "

No matter how many years have passed, the hobby and aesthetics of girls in the world are similar.

Qin Yue bit his chicken leg and couldn't help but ask again: "Brother, where do you see these stories? Is there so many good-looking books in the burnt out? I hate that you never told me before , So I haven't seen it now. "

Qin Nuo coughed awkwardly, "Will I write it down and show it to you?" Nianguan is relatively free anyway, and it's worth the hard work for his girlfriend and sister.

"Okay, okay." Qin Yue chick nodded again and again.

Huo Youchan suggested euphemistically: "The emperor is busy with government affairs, and it is better to tell me and let me write."

Qin Nuo immediately thought that it was impossible for him to do the same thing with his dog crawling, but it was better for Huo Youchan to do the work for him. He gladly answered, "Okay, it's hard for you."

"No hard work, the courtiers will go back and sort out these two stories first." As she said, she stood up, as if she didn't even eat the meal, and she would go back to work.

Qin Nuo was surprised: "Don't worry so much?"

Huo Youchan's eyes glowed like two little stars.

"I think these stories are very good. When they are written, I will show them to my sisters in the house. Let them know that they don't have to rely on men to live a good life." And laughed, "The emperor's stories In the future, it will be very popular in the Boudoir. "

Qin Nuo suddenly thought that when he came to this world, although he was fortunate enough to be a man, he had also thought about the reality of men being inferior to women, how could he improve the status of women?

Really improving the status of women can not be achieved by relying on some policies. The improvement of the status of women in ancient China can not be separated from the development of the textile industry. Women can go out to work and make money, and even become the backbone of a family, the right of natural discourse has risen, and then there is a change in folk customs and mentality.

He has already set up a project to let Gewusi find clues to the improvement of weaving machinery and promote the improvement of textile technology. And the change of folk customs and customs can not be used to subtly guide these stories?

I have seen many stories of women's independence and self-reliance on websites like Jinjiang in previous lives. The plots are vivid and useful. Write it now and publish it. Or spread in the boudoir, it is an inspiration.

Even farther in the future, these stories can be adapted into dramas and dramas, further expanding the scope of influence.

Well, this job is most suitable for Huo Youchan in front of me. Ready-made talent is available.

Listening to Qin Nuo's thoughts, Huo Youchan overjoyed and looked at her beloved with admiration. "The emperor thinks more profoundly than me. If there is such a day, all the women in the world would appreciate the emperor's grace."

"You don't need to be grateful." As soon as she was reminded, Qin Nuo thought of another important thing. "By the way, these stories are spread out, but don't say that they were written in cricket."

Qin Yue swaggered, "Of course you didn't write it. It's just that you look good, brother Huang."

"Does the emperor remember the gentlemen who wrote these stories?"

"Uh, this, I can't remember, most of them are anonymous." Qin Nuo said with a headache.

Writing storybooks in this era is considered unscrupulous among readers, so many textbooks are not signed. Huo Youchan did not doubt, "Well, why not choose a pseudonym?"

"It's better to ... use the pen name of the son of Jinjiang."

"Why is this name?" Qin Yue was curious.

"Because the one that was burned out, the shelf in which these books are stored is exactly that name." Qin Nuo smiled.

The two no longer disputed.

Finished the pen name plan, and finished the barbecue. The sky gradually fainted, and it looked like another snowstorm was brewing in the sky. Qin Nuo urged Qin Hui to return quickly.

Both are girls who don't know how to martial arts, and if they stay in the snow for too long, they will break if they get cold. This is an era without antibiotics. In the year when Qin Jian conspired, Qin Wei almost died because of the cold and high heat.

The two returned to their rooms separately, and Huo Youfang began to work hard, not to mention.

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During the year, relatives walked around frequently, and every family was very busy, and Pei House, who always closed its doors, was no exception.

When Li Wan arrived, he was met by a group of young officers from the Perak camp to pay New Year's greetings in Pei House.

Hearing that the palace gave food, Pei Yi greeted it with a smile.

With his eyes narrowed, Li Wan led four eunuchs, carried a half-height copper furnace, and filled food boxes into the room.

The grill on the top is sizzling. Chicken wings and various meats are exuding a charming aroma. At the same time, there were several bottles of newly produced high-grade wine and wine plum wine from the winery.

"Today, the emperor tried the new sauce made in the palace with a barbecue in the royal garden. It was very delicious, and I thought of some adults. I ordered the minions to wait for someone to deliver it, saying that it was just for tasting with the snow."

Li Wan told the **** to get things done and said respectfully.

"Thank you, Father Gong, for the hard work." Pei Yan thanked him with a smile, followed two steps, and asked Qin Nuo's recent situation.

Afterwards, a red envelope was offered to the deputy, and Li Wan was respectfully sent out of the door.

Returning to the room, before Pei Yue entered the door, she saw a bright red thing flying past his eyes, drawing a beautiful arc, and falling into the hands of the leader of the Perak camp, Dai Deyao.

It was a bottle of red agate-like spar bottle, and the liquid exuded a charming luster.

After he ascended the throne, Qin Nuo's business is booming. Except for soap and other things that have become essential necessities for wealthy people, the most profitable are all kinds of drinks. Drinks of various flavors and concentrations are not only popular in Da Zhouquan, but even sold to Beishuo and Nanman. Especially high-drink wines are extremely popular in Beishuo.

The brewing method of this era has a high alcohol concentration, which inevitably contains impurities, which greatly affects the taste. The method used by Qinnuo Winery is purified and added with various accessories to make it mellow and fascinating.

In order to maintain the high price of wine, Qin Nuo is only sold in limited quantities, even if it is not sold at all, even if you hold thousands of silver, you still can't buy a bottle.

Qin Nuo has heard before that one of his top wines, Chihong Jinyan, opened a high price of 10,000 silver and one bottle in Beishuo. Although there are factors touting touts, but this kind of fine wine is also true in Beishuo.

Chihong Jinyan is the bottle in Dede Yao's hand.

As soon as Li Wan walked away, a few people followed a few bottles of wine, but Pei Yue went away, but he did not return for a long time.

Ren Jinglei first started. This cheeky guy turned out to be two bottles at once, which immediately caused a riot. Four or five bottles of wine were enough for this group of hungry wolves. In the hall for a while, the bottles flew wildly.

The supervisor next to him saw the cold sweat and Cao Qi screamed, "You monkeys, are you still polite! What about Yuci's broken?"

His worries were purely superfluous. Although these people fought fiercely, they did not touch any tables, chairs, stools, or utensils, which showed their cleverness. As for the focus of the competition, a few bottles of wine are even more cherished as treasures, and they are reluctant to hurt the slightest.

When Pei Yue came in, the battle was fierce.

Seeing that even the destitute Dai Deyao also participated in it. Pei Yue sighed helplessly: "You also slightly converge."

A few young men suddenly laughed. Ye Jun Chang, a strategist from the north army who had just been transferred from Beijing to Beijing, said with a smile: "I beg the general to reward the younger. Since seeing it once at the banquet of the northern Xinjiang general, I think about it day and night, coveted. Alas, General Ji is really stingy. There is obviously a large bottle. At the last banquet, he was only willing to give us one and a half cups. Without a chance to taste it, it was gone! "

He was born with a baby face, obviously in his twenties, but looked like a 14-year-old boy. At this time, he begged with pleading expression, even more cute.

However, everyone in the Perak camp was tired of him.

"Come on, let General Ji hear you arrange him like this behind your back and be careful to whip." Another colleague laughed.

Yan Chang laughed: "I don't have Hu Hu, I heard that the remaining half of the bottle is still hidden by General Ji at home, and I don't know where it is hidden. Otherwise, I would have made it with Xiao Jiang and drunk it."

He stared at the wine again: "The father-in-law Li just said that this is a new product from the winery, which is better than the previous one. You can taste the taste and be willing to die."

Ren Jinglei laughed and cursed: "You are not prosperous, don't let the general joke anymore. What is Chihong Jinyan? There are two bottles of breeze nectar here. This is the real wine."

These were the two bottles he had picked up just now, but now they are in the hands of Pei Tuo and another officer.

A group of people were laughing.

Pei Ye was so helpless by these guys and ordered the manager: "Go and prepare some wine, just barbecue and pot, and taste these bottles of wine here tonight."

The crowd cheered for a moment.