Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

The next day, the Golden Crow slowly rose from the horizon.

The warm sunshine shone on Mu Yao, making her feel very comfortable.

She stretched lazily, then saw smoke rising from the kitchen in the east and trotted over.

The aroma becomes stronger as I get closer. It’s the smell of chicken stewed with mushrooms!

The cook on duty was so surprised when he saw Mu Yao coming that he was speechless. He felt like he had seen a fairy. How could this person be so beautiful?

"Good morning, Uncle Zhang!" Mu Yao greeted him gently.

"Miss, good morning! It will be ready in just a cup of tea. Miss is really amazing. The food made according to your recipe is so delicious! The master has come here several times to ask about it early in the morning." Zhang Cheng said with a smile on his face and a kind look.

"I'll send it to Dad later." Mu Yao replied happily.

Li Taifu is craving for the food at Shuiyunjian. He couldn't stop eating it last time. Now that his daughter is the boss there, why should he worry about not having good food?

When Zhang Cheng heard that Mu Yao was going to personally deliver breakfast, he hurriedly said, "Miss, this is not allowed. It's against the rules. How about you go to the main hall and wait with the master? It will be ready soon."

"Uncle Zhang, there's no rush. Let's chat while we're at it."

"Shuiyunjian" hosted the banquet, and she had already asked Manager Sun and Steward Wu to take care of the ingredients.

Shangjing was a prosperous city with a wide variety of food materials. They said that the restaurant was more famous than ever before and that it was very easy to buy food materials. Not only were the suppliers vying to supply Shuiyunjian, they also offered to give them discounts. The shop owners were very enthusiastic and came out with their families to receive them. This was something that had never happened before.

Now that the ingredients are in place, all that’s left is to polish the dishes.

Mu Yao looked at Zhang Cheng and smiled sweetly: "Uncle Zhang, I heard from my father that you used to work in the imperial kitchen in the palace?"

Zhang Cheng saw that the young lady used honorifics with him, and said nervously, "Young lady, you are embarrassing me. I am not worthy of your honorifics. Just call me Lao Zhang."

"It's okay. You are older than me, and there is nothing wrong with me using honorifics to you. I don't care about empty words. I do whatever is comfortable at home. Besides, if I call you Lao Zhang, aren't you afraid of embarrassing me?" As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yao's hearty laughter was heard in the kitchen.

Zhang Cheng felt very happy. The eldest lady had a good heart and was beautiful, like a fairy. The more he looked at her, the happier he became. Zhang Cheng also had a daughter in his early years, but his wife took her away with her because of a difficult childbirth. If she were alive today, she would be the same age as the eldest lady.

He was dazed for a moment, then asked kindly, "Miss, what do you want to ask? As long as I know, I will tell you everything."

Mu Yao sorted out her thoughts and said, "I want to know what dishes are usually served at banquets of this scale in the palace?"

Mu Yao really asked the right person this time. Zhang Cheng worked in the imperial kitchen for ten years. Together with the chef and others, he was in charge of nearly two hundred banquets of all sizes and had rich practical experience.

He proudly recounted the story: "Phoenix wing, abalone wing, bird's nest soup, snowflake stewed goose, steamed chicken breast with garlic, mixed shredded duck, saffron duck tongue, steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed eight-treasure stew, braised yellow eel, stewed shrimp, stewed winter melon, cold dandelion, boiled pearl, hawthorn cake, eight-treasure cake, small sugar steamed bread, pine nut and lily cake..."

Zhang Cheng listed 108 dishes in one breath.

"What are boiled pearls?" Mu Yao asked curiously.

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "It's just cooking vegetables."

Mu Yao smiled suddenly.

The dishes at Dayun's palace banquet were much richer and more upscale than she had imagined. It seemed that she would have to think carefully about the taste and creativity.

Soon the chicken stewed with mushrooms was served. Master Li ate it with great delight. He was so reluctant to give up the remaining soup in the dish that he added another bowl of rice to go with it.

Mu Yao was worried that he had eaten too much, so she quickly poured him a cup of tea to help him eat less.

Master Li took a casual taste and was stunned. He looked at her in disbelief: "Yaoyao, this... this is... the Tianshan snow from Penglai Island, right?"

Mu Yao smiled and nodded.

This time Master Li got nervous. He thought about it carefully and murmured, "Have I bought Tianshan Snow?" He denied it in his heart. How could he buy such expensive tea? Could it be that someone had given it to him in the past and Old Zhao just remembered to take it out?

Mu Yao was amused by Master Li's expression: "Dad, what are you thinking about! I brought this Tianshan snow. If you like it, I still have some. You can take it and drink it."

Li Taifu's voice suddenly rose a few notes in excitement: "You still have some? How much is that?" His breathing was a little rapid. Apart from the eight thousand taels per tael, this tea was also very difficult to obtain. Where did his daughter buy it from? He wanted to buy it too! The eldest princess's Yulongjing only had six taels, and the only tea that could compare with it was the "Tianshan Snow" produced by the people. This tea has not been bought out by the royal family yet, because the emperor loves tea very much and worships tea. He believes that if he is the only one in the world who enjoys it, he will lose the original intention of loving tea. It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Good tea should be praised by the world.

Mu Yao recalled that this "Tianshan Snow" was given to her by Manager Qian when she went to Jinling Wood Store to buy furniture. She briefly told Master Li what had happened and told him that she still had three taels left.

When Li Taifu heard Mu Yao say that it cost 3.8 million taels to rebuild "Suiyuan", he was so shocked that he immediately covered his chest with one hand. He knew that Mu Yao was very good at making money, but spending money at such a speed was like burning money! At this time, the 8,000 taels of Tianshanxue were no longer important. What was important was that he was now very worried about whether his daughter and Qingcheng could live a good life after marriage. Otherwise, he should sell a few more treasures to add some dowry to his daughter?

Mu Yao smiled calmly. If you can earn money, you can spend it. What's the fun of life if you don't spend it? Dad spends a lot of money on calligraphy and painting, so why can't he see things in life? She felt that it was necessary to enlighten Master Li more in the future.

Just after breakfast, Xu Qingcheng came to pick up Mu Yao.

Mu Yao changed into the silver mouse grey dress he brought. The dress was long enough to trail on the ground, tightly covering her slender feet.

She looked left and right in the bronze mirror. The color was too plain and did not fit the theme of "Spring Banquet" at all. She had a primrose yellow cape in her closet, so she wanted to change into the mint green dress that the princess had given her a few days ago. Xu Qingcheng dissuaded her, saying that it would make her look more noble and calm.

You're so expensive! I'm only eighteen years old, but you've made me look thirty years older!

Mu Yao rolled her eyes in her heart, but she understood his worry and endured it.

Xu Qingcheng took her hand, led her to the dressing mirror, and began to comb her hair carefully.

Mu Yao felt as if she had eaten honey and she closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

As her cool fingertips shuttled through her hair, she couldn't help but think of a poem:

The beautiful lady looked around with the gauze lamp warm,

The scent of ink cascades down my clothes.

Holding hands and combing the deep love,

But leave some hair around the front edge.

As Xu Qing stopped moving his hands, Mu Yao opened her eyes reluctantly.

I saw the wine-red hair was twisted from both temples and fixed in a folded bun. This is... Chaoyun Jinxiang bun.

Although it looked okay, Mu Yao couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xu, this bun is for married women, right?"

Xu Qingcheng smiled deeply: "Ayao and I have set a wedding date. This hairstyle is very suitable for Ayao. Ayao is really beautiful. No matter what hairstyle she wears, she is as beautiful as a fairy and looks like a goddess."

Mu Yao looked through the bronze mirror at Xu Qingcheng's sinister appearance, and suddenly she didn't want to take him with her. "

She got up sullenly, opened the closet and picked out the embroidery. The ermine grey color is not easy to match!

Mu Yao held her forehead with her hand and instantly lost some interest in the Spring Banquet.

At this time, Xu Qingcheng supported the wardrobe with one hand, moved closer and held her in his arms, reached into the cupboard with the other hand, picked up a light white cap and put it on her carefully.

The fire in Mu Yao's eyes could no longer be suppressed.

She bit her lower lip hard, repeatedly trying to suppress her inner dissatisfaction.

Mu Yao tried to put herself in the other person's shoes to calm her anger.

But... Forgive her shallowness, she was still angry! When she thought that she couldn't dress up beautifully to go out at such a young age, her good mood for the day disappeared completely.

She had to admit that she really didn't like being controlled like this, even by Xu Qingcheng.

But in the end Mu Yao compromised. No matter how willful she was, she chose it herself, so she might as well spoil her.

She was very reluctantly pulled into the carriage by Xu Qingcheng from the back door.

Along the way, Xu Qingcheng was calm and told her many interesting stories about going to the capital, but Mu Yao didn't listen to a word.

Outside, the sky was full of morning glow, and everything was reviving, but her heart was filled with dark clouds, and she felt depressed and gloomy.

About an hour later, Xu Qingcheng helped Mu Yao get off the carriage.

Today's spring banquet is held on the "Xiaoyangzhou" in the center of Shangjing East Lake.

The two of them rested in a four-cornered pavilion not far from the East Lake Ferry, waiting for the boat to pick them up.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Ayao, Ayao!"

Mu Yao turned around and saw Zhao Huaian waving at her from afar and walking quickly towards her.

His voice was loud and powerful, full of enthusiasm. Because of Zhao Huaian, the people around him followed his gaze and stopped at Xu Qingcheng.

The crowd suddenly looked like fireworks, cutting through the sky.

"Xu Qingcheng! Look, it's Xu Qingcheng, the Third Young Master Xu!"

"Really? Why is he here?"

"Why do you care whether he comes or not? Is the person standing next to him Miss Mu?"

"How can we see it when it's covered so tightly?"

"Are you stupid? Besides being with Noble Lady Mu, who else would Mr. Xu be so close to?"

The crowd was immediately excited and rushed towards Mu Yao.

Seeing that Zhao Huaian was almost at the ferry, he was pushed back several waves by the crowds coming out from all directions, and he was so angry that he cursed. But everyone was firmly attracted by Mu Yao, and Zhao Huaian's curses were drowned out by the passionate cheers.

Xu Qingcheng's face turned pale, his eyes stared at Zhao Huaian, and his fingers couldn't stop touching his waist. There was a soft sword hidden there!

Mu Yao looked at the crowd rushing towards her in horror. Oh my god, she won't be pushed into the lake! She can't swim!

"Brother Xu, can you...can you swim?" Mu Yao was so nervous that she couldn't speak clearly.

Xu Qingcheng looked solemn and didn't bother to answer. He quickly looked around to assess the situation and saw a pleasure boat approaching the ferry. He immediately pulled Mu Yao towards the ferry.

Mu Yao thought Xu Qingcheng couldn't swim either. Seeing that the pleasure boat was still some distance away from them, her beautiful face under the veil turned pale.

She was scared, really scared! Even in the 23rd century, there weren't so many people chasing her so wildly. At most, she would receive so many love letters and be confessed to from time to time when she went out. It was nothing like the current scene, as if she was a shining superstar.

Xu Qingcheng estimated the distance between the pleasure boat and the ferry, stretched out his arms to hug Mu Yao tightly, took a breath and leaped lightly, and in a blink of an eye, he took Mu Yao and leaped several feet high. His sleeves fluttered, and he tiptoed a few times on the lake, and the two of them stood steadily on the pleasure boat.

When Xu Qingcheng saw the royal totem carved on the window lattice, she felt a little relieved.

He lowered his eyes, caressed the beauty in his arms, and whispered, "Ayao, let's get on the boat."

Mu Yao hugged Xu Qingcheng's waist tightly, her beautiful watery eyes under the veil still staring anxiously at the crowd not far away, her heart was beating like a drum.