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Chapter 216 The Delicious Food of Suffering

Chapter 216 The Delicious Food of Suffering (Subscription Request)
Business or personal?

What?
Do you want to make it clear to me?

Zhang Shoufu said in a sad tone in the carriage: "What about official business, and what about private matters?"

Lu Jing turned around and walked out, saying quietly as he walked, "Please ask the Prime Minister to submit the official documents to the Government Building in Ehuo City. There will be a special person to contact you on specific matters."

"If it's personal, I don't have time."

Zhang Shoufu: “???”

OK!

Good job, Lu Jing!
Now you are speaking in a tough tone, huh?
I am even required to submit official documents for official business!
Do you really think of yourself as the King of the North?
Row!
You have established your foothold in the north, so I won't argue with you about this.

But you told me that you don’t have time for personal matters?
You have a very bad temper!
During his years as Prime Minister, the arrogance and despotism displayed by Prime Minister Zhang was a strategy of self-preservation, but maintaining such a life for a long time did have a certain impact on Prime Minister Zhang's temperament.

After being treated like this by Lu Jing, Prime Minister Zhang's mentality was a little broken.

It may also be that when he severed his ties with his father, his inner struggle and entanglement had never been resolved.

That's why he is in a state of unrest.

Prime Minister Zhang took a quick, deep breath, and when he finally suppressed his annoyance, he quickly instructed the driver to drive after him.

When the carriage was parallel to Lu Jing, Zhang Ge Lao said indifferently in the carriage: "Don't be so arrogant. With your status as a supreme master, if you really didn't want to talk to me, you would have disappeared long ago. Let's find a place to have a drink and chat."

Lu Jing said sarcastically: "I can't stay in Dayu for long. The longer I stay, the more serious Dayu's luck will backfire on me."

In the carriage, Prime Minister Zhang rolled his eyes wildly, thinking that this guy is quite stingy now.

Zhang Shoufu said unhappily, "Don't worry, I have used my official seal to temporarily block it for you."

As they were talking, the carriage stopped.

Zhang Shoufu: "Get in the car."

Lu Jing smiled: "No need, there is a small hot pot shop two blocks away that is still open, let's meet there."

As he spoke, Lu Jing turned into a gust of breeze and disappeared.

Prime Minister Zhang: “…”

He rolled his eyes again.

I thought Lu Jing was really stingy, and he was probably still angry about him breaking off their friendship.

Prime Minister Zhang said to the carriage outside: "Follow."

The groom following him was also a master of the astronomical level, so he could naturally sense where Lu Jing was.

So late at night, the sound of horse hooves could be heard.

The carriage quickly turned into the alley, and after turning several corners, it stopped in front of a restaurant in the alley.

This restaurant is located on the street, with a low and narrow roof. There is only a counter, a stove and four or five tables in the restaurant.

The owner of the restaurant was a man who looked to be in his late 50s, and the one setting up the tent at the counter was his own daughter.

The main food in this restaurant is pork, beef and mutton offal, which can be stewed or cooked hotpot.

The dim light of the oil lamp shines from the window of the restaurant, illuminating the almost deserted street outside. It brings a sense of tranquility and peace when you see the light shining through your thatched cottage when you return home on a snowy night.

Prime Minister Zhang got out of the car, lifted the door curtain and walked into the restaurant.

Suddenly the whole room was filled with the smell of spices and offal.

This made Prime Minister Zhang, who was used to elegant tastes, frown slightly. Although this small shop was rough and old, the restaurant was clean inside.

The tables and chairs that have been used for many years are shiny with oil.

The restaurant owner immediately came over and asked, "Sir...what would you like to order?"

The shopkeeper hesitated.

The guests he usually entertained were night watchmen or policemen patrolling the streets at night, all of whom were low-class people. How come two nobles in luxurious clothes suddenly came today?
Zhang Shoufu looked at Lu Jing who was sitting by the window in the restaurant and said, "I have an appointment."

After saying that, he sat down directly at Lu Jing's table.

After sitting down, Zhang Shoufu put his hands in his pockets and said, "This place is quite secluded. Although it is a bit shabby, it is indeed a good place to reminisce about the past." There was a charcoal copper stove on the table. By the time Zhang Shoufu had waited for a while, the water in the copper stove had already boiled, but the shopkeeper's flat leaves, tripe, and various kinds of meat had not yet been prepared and served.

So Lu Jing smiled and said, "You haven't eaten offal much, right? I like it very much. Boil the tripe in boiling water for seven or eight seconds, pick it up and roll it in the dipping sauce before putting it in your mouth. The taste is distinct."

Prime Minister Zhang couldn't imagine what that felt like.

The scholars and officials do not eat offal.

They feel gross and dirty.

Those are the things that only low-class husbands like to eat.

Because they can't eat real lean meat, they can only eat these unwanted offal.

In order to cover up the fishy smell of offal, we use oily and spicy dipping sauces to cover up the fishy smell of these things.

But hearing what Lu Jing said, it seems like you are some kind of delicacy.

Zhang Shoufu said calmly: "Then I will try."

Soon, the restaurant owner came up with a plate of braised food and a plate of steamed tripe with leaves, in addition to a few refreshing side dishes and cheap rice wine.

Lu Jing filled Prime Minister Zhang's cup with wine, then picked up the tripe, brushed it, and put it into the dipping sauce filled with chili, green onion, ginger and garlic, then put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Oh~
The crispness of the tripe and the flavor of the dipping sauce instantly explode in your mouth.

However, due to the ordinary processing methods, these offal still have a strong fishy smell.

Even the strong-flavored dipping sauce can't cover it up.

But the flaws do not hide the virtues.

good to eat!

Lu Jing raised his glass, gestured to Prime Minister Zhang, and drank it all.

The sourness and alcohol taste of rice wine finally covered the fishy smell of offal, and then the aroma of wine and the taste of tripe with dipping sauce filled the mouth together.

"call--"

Cool!
Zhang Shoufu followed Lu Jing's example and took a bite.

He raised his eyebrows at first, then frowned quickly, and his eyebrows relaxed again after taking the last sip of rice wine.
After taking the first bite, Zhang Shoufu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and exclaimed: "It tastes really good."

Steam is billowing from the charcoal copper stove and hot soup is boiling in the pot.

In the midst of the smoke and smoke, Lu Jing smiled and said to Zhang Shoufu: "Although the common people live a hard life, they can always find shining gold from the mud. I also heard that there is a plant called "konjac" in the Yuhang Jianghuai area. It looks ugly and even poisonous."

"But as long as you rub it repeatedly with wood ash and then steam it, it will become a refreshing and delicious delicacy."

Zhang Shoufu raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

He had never heard of it.

Lu Jing smiled and said, "Yes, I have eaten it."

"How hungry must the local people be to find a way to eat something so poisonous? And it tastes so good?"

Prime Minister Zhang: “…”

He was suddenly choked with words.

Through the mist from the charcoal copper stove, Zhang Shoufu couldn't even see Lu Jing's face clearly.

I always feel that... he seems different from before.

Or rather, it seemed as if he had never really understood the young man opposite him.

This guy's ambition seems to be even greater than mine.

Such an ambition certainly did not emerge in recent years.