Mysteries of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 47 Extra Daily Drama - Yuexianglou
Yuexianglou was crowded as usual, and the three of them were still sitting in their old seats by the window on the second floor.

"Do you want to eat soup dumplings?" Yan Mingzhang asked Rong Wanyin softly, completely ignoring Su Zhan.

"Yeah!" Rong Wanyin nodded repeatedly, looking well-behaved.

The soup dumplings arrived, five in a tray, each the size of a baby's fist, plump and adorable. Yan Mingzhang gently picked one up with his chopsticks, placed it in the soup spoon, blew on it a few times, and then handed it to Rong Wanyin very naturally: "Be careful, it's hot."

Rong Wanyin took the spoon and took a bite expectantly. Unexpectedly, there was so much soup that it spurted onto Su Zhan's clothes, leaving a pale yellow stain on his crescent-white clothes.

Su Zhan was speechless: "Cheng Xuan, so this is what you meant by letting me sit in this position? You want me to stand up and protect you from disaster! This is the best Su Jin!"

Rong Wanyin blushed slightly: "Master Su, I'm sorry..."

Yan Mingzhang picked up a soup dumpling for himself and glanced at the mark on the clothes: "It's okay, just draw a chrysanthemum on it when the time comes."

"You said it, it's not enough to just paint one flower, paint a whole series!" Su Zhan pressed the issue further. Everyone in the capital knew that the second son of the Yan family's paintings were worth a fortune. "And they have to be accompanied by calligraphy, that's how elegant it is!"

"Got it." Yan Mingzhang rolled his eyes at Su Zhan and agreed, "Eat quickly!"

"Really?" Su Zhan couldn't believe his ears. He had known Yan Mingzhang for so many years, when had he ever been so easy to talk to? Su Zhan bit into the soup dumpling in disbelief. The soup dumpling was full of broth, and the boiling broth filled his entire mouth in an instant, making Su Zhan cry out in pain.

Yan Mingzhang: “…”

Rong Wanyin: “…”

Su Zhan was so burned that he couldn't open his mouth. After a long while, he finally opened his mouth and said, "It's so hot, you want me to eat quickly?"

Because of this soup dumpling, Su Zhan made a fool of himself time and time again, so angry that he stopped the waiter who was serving the food: "How can you open a shop with dumplings like this? Is this what dumplings are supposed to be? Why add so much soup? Let your boss come out, I need to have a good talk with him."

At this time, a beautiful woman wearing a bright red silk dress and a pair of red-bottomed peony-embroidered shoes heard the commotion and walked over slowly, saying neither servile nor overbearing, "Master Su, what's going on?"

Although he had seen it before, Su Zhan couldn't help but sigh when he saw it again, "How beautiful!" Su Zhan stared at Xiuniang for a long time. Yan Mingzhang coughed and he came back to his senses. However, by then, Su Zhan's momentum had long since disappeared: "Xiuniang, that... this... bun... it... it's not authentic."

Xiuniang didn't want to pay attention to him: "So?"

Su Zhan realized that he had angered Xiuniang again. Hearing Xiuniang's question, he felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat. Then he came to his senses: "So? So... it's delicious! After the improvement and the addition of rich broth, it's even more delicious. It's perfect!"

Xiuniang rolled her eyes at him and said, "Are you going to eat it or not?"

Su Zhan admitted his mistake repeatedly: "Eat, eat, eat... Of course I will eat!"

Xiuniang glared at him, turned around and left.

The waiter thought to himself: The boss is so awesome!
Rong Wanyin blew on a small soup dumpling while asking in confusion, "Sir, what's wrong with Lord Su? Why does he always look for Xiuniang for dinner?"

Yan Mingzhang said without thinking, "It's spring...don't worry about it, kid! Eat quickly!"

Rong Wanyin said obediently, "Okay!"

A dish of stir-fried river shrimps was served, and the aroma was overflowing. However, the shrimps were too small. Most people would find it troublesome and eat them with the shells. However, Rong Wanyin was unwilling to compromise and affect the taste, so she wanted to peel the shells before eating.

Rong Wanyin tried several times, but she just couldn't get it right. If she didn't do it right, the shrimp shells would fall to pieces and the shrimp meat would be broken into pieces, making it impossible to eat anything.

Yan Mingzhang took a look, endured it for a moment, thought for a moment, and then took the soup spoon from the bowl and a new pair of ivory chopsticks from Rong Wanyin. He started to peel the shrimp meat and said slowly, "He's fine. He just had an attack."

Yan Mingzhang neatly placed the peeled shrimps into a clean small white bone porcelain spoon and handed it to Rong Wanyin.

Rong Wanyin took the spoon and handed him the empty one while she carefully ate the shrimp in the spoon. "What's the disease? Is it serious?"

Yan Mingzhang took the empty spoon naturally and continued to peel the river shrimp carefully: "Don't worry, he's just a crazy fan. He will be fine in a while."

Su Zhan came back to his senses and found that Yan Mingzhang's bone dish was neatly filled with small river shrimp shells. Judging from his expression and movements, it seemed that he was not eating shrimp, but examining and dissecting the corpses of small river shrimps, and he could help you restore the corpses at any time.

Su Zhan looked again and saw that the two people in front of him were operating in perfect harmony. One was peeling the food while the other was eating it, using two spoons alternately. It was a perfect coordination.

Su Zhan was puzzled, his jaw dropping in surprise. Was this still the Yan Mingzhang he'd known since childhood? Yan Mingzhang used to be terrified of eating things like shrimp and crabs. Even if someone else peeled them, he'd find the fishy smell distasteful and wouldn't eat much. And now, he was actually peeling river shrimp for this little girl! He must have been dazzled.

Su Zhan said in disbelief: "Cheng Xuan, am I dazzled? You actually..." "She can't peel it well." Yan Mingzhang rolled his eyes at Su Zhan, interrupted him, and signaled him to shut up.

"I can't peel it well either..." Su Zhan said half-jokingly.

Yan Mingzhang's eyes swept over, and Su Zhan swallowed the second half of his sentence: "So I don't eat, I eat vegetables, I eat vegetables..."

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"I'm full... I'm so stuffed!" Rong Wanyin finally put down her chopsticks, a look of satisfaction on her face, and pinched her cheeks with her hands. "It's over, I ate too much again. Sir, why didn't you stop me from ordering? I'm going to get fat again."

A sentence suddenly rang in Yan Mingzhang's mind: "It's okay, a bit of weight will make it easier to give birth." When he realized what he was thinking, Yan Mingzhang's face flushed. He quickly picked up the tea and drank it to cover up his embarrassment.

At this time, the waiter brought another plate of silver thread rolls, which is a dessert made of eggs and milk. Milk is added with eggs and sugar, mixed well, put into the ice cellar for freezing, cut into pieces, coated with flour paste and fried. When frying, it needs to be rotated quickly, and the egg and milk liquid that is thrown out will form a thread-like appearance, so it is called silver thread roll.

The beauty of Yuexianglou's silver thread rolls lies in their soft and glutinous interior without being overly sweet, and their crispy and non-greasy exterior.

Rong Wanyin stretched out her chopsticks and was about to pick up another piece when Yan Mingzhang stopped her: "Eat less, or you'll have indigestion again. If Doctor Yan finds out, he'll scold you again."

Rong Wanyin hesitated for a moment, and when Yan Mingzhang wasn't paying attention, she took a silver silk roll and stuffed it into his mouth: "Don't talk for now, I'll eat one."

Yan Mingzhang finally swallowed the silver thread curls. He looked at Rong Wanyin, frowned, and asked, "Do you have any principles? You just said..."

Rong Wanyin took a bite, and the slightly sweet milky aroma filled her mouth. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction. After swallowing the delicious food in her mouth, Rong Wanyin slowly spoke, "Ah? What did you say? Principles? What principles? I don't have any principles. Why should I have principles for food?"

Yan Mingzhang was speechless for a moment. It made so much sense!

The last dish was crucian carp soup. The crucian carp was fried until golden brown on both sides, and the soup was milky white. Yan Mingzhang loved soup the most, but when he saw four or five red dates floating in the soup, he frowned slightly and put down the spoon he had raised.

Seeing this, Rong Wanyin naturally filled two bowls of soup. She brought a bowl of soup filled with red dates to Su Zhan and said with a sweet smile, "Master Su, don't be angry, drink a bowl of soup!"

Rong Wanyin handed Yan Mingzhang another bowl of soup without red dates: "Sir, drink the soup!"

Su Zhan looked at the four or five large dates floating in the small bowl. Each one was round and plump, and there was almost no soup in the bowl.

Su Zhan was instantly at a loss for words, and scolded with a smile: "Rong girl, are you going to give me all the red dates that your parents don't eat? Although I don't hate red dates, I don't like them that much either! You are..."

Rong Wanyin chuckled, stuck out her tongue, and started drinking her soup.

Although the red dates are very sweet, at this moment, Su Zhan feels that the red dates in his mouth are a little different, so sour!
When Yan Mingzhang saw Su Zhan's "colorful" expression, he suddenly felt in a good mood. He drank two bowls of soup in a row, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

Su Zhan was speechless, gnashing his teeth in hatred, and wished he could spit the red date pits into Yan Mingzhang's bowl.

The three of them joked with each other and chatted.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise downstairs, as if someone was making a noise.

There’s more fun to watch!
Rong Wanyin and her friends were seated with a perfect view, and they could see the hustle and bustle downstairs clearly.

Su Zhan noticed something exciting was going on, and with a look of gloating joy on his face, he quickly called the waiter over: "Add more food! Waiter, bring some food!"

The waiter agreed with a smile and ordered three or four more dishes.

Yan Mingzhang looked alert. What would happen if the thing got broken? "Jingjun, what are you doing? Are you trying to break Rong girl?"

Su Zhan found himself caught, feeling a little embarrassed. He touched the tip of his nose and laughed, "I was just thinking that when the fight breaks out later, it will be most enjoyable to eat and watch at the same time!"

Yan Mingzhang's face was filled with gloom. "Add more food to watch the fun?" What kind of hobby is this? You'd think you could come up with that! He glanced at Rong Wanyin, who had moved a bench to the railing, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, and also stretched her neck to watch the fun. Yan Mingzhang's face was filled with gloom.

Rong Wanyin very naturally grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Su Zhan: "Melon seeds, would you like some?"

"Come on! Come on!" Su Zhan smiled and stretched out his hand to take it. He picked up the stool with his other hand, put it next to the railing, sat down on the stool, leaned on the railing, cracked melon seeds in his mouth, and looked down.

Yan Mingzhang rubbed his temples and suddenly felt overwhelmed. Why were all of them like this?
Yan Mingzhang, helpless, wiped his hands with a handkerchief and stood up to watch the fun behind the two of them. Rong Wanyin handed him a handful of melon seeds, and Yan Mingzhang hesitated for a moment before taking them. What else can he do? If he can't beat them, he'll just join them!