A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

After saying that, he left the yard.

Very good, you are tired of eating big fish and meat, right? Come to experience the life of ordinary people, right?

If you had told her earlier, why would she have been busy for so long?

"Pick out a plate of snails."

Scallion-fried sea cucumber, braised pork with abalone, scallop and sea cucumber porridge, garden vegetables in soup, cold jellyfish head, garlic-flavored spareribs, blanched Chinese cabbage, braised yellow croaker, mouth-watering chicken, ham and tofu, stir-fried snails, winter melon meatball soup, fried buns...

There are eighteen dishes in total, and Lin Xiaomi doesn’t dare to be too fancy, so this is good enough.

Finally, I helped the prince squeeze a pot of juice. The wine was sent by the Han family.

Lin Dashan was tired. He sat straight all morning, not daring to move or answer any questions. He really admired Mr. Han. He looked at how calm he was while talking to the Marquis. He was timid and didn't know how to interrupt even if he wanted to.

After all the agony, I finally made it to the time to eat and move around, but all the bones in my body were stiff.

Xiao Zhen looked at the food on the table and said, "Lin Dashan, the food in your house is pretty good!"

He thought that they really came here to eat simple meals today. This farm boy was not as honest as he looked.

"Lord Bing, I have never seen many of these things. They were all sent by Master Han yesterday." He did not dare to take credit for it, as these were not his family's things.

Xiao Zhen felt happy, thinking that someone was afraid of neglecting him, and looked at Han Yushan.

"Cough cough," Han Yushan was really choked this time, what an idiot.

"Ahem... I am a student who has lost my manners. Ahem... I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"No problem, but I won't have to do that next time. I still want to experience the joy of the countryside."

"The student was mistaken." Han Yushan quickly admitted his mistake.

Take your seat.

Xiao Zhen picked up a piece of choy sum with chopsticks, and paired it with the rich soup, it tasted fresh and tender, full of flavor, better than what his chef made. The soft and glutinous meat melted in his mouth, and the chewy abalone left a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth.

"Your cooking skills are good."

Lin Dashan quickly stood up and said, "As long as the Marquis is satisfied."

"What is this?"

"Snail."

This thing needs to be sucked before eating, which is extremely unsightly and leaves your hands covered in grease. How did my daughter cook this dish?

Xiao Ran looked up: "How do you eat this?"

Lin Dashan sat down, picked up a snail, put it in his mouth, sucked it hard, and "slurp" the snail meat went into his mouth, and he spit out the shell.

"My Lord, you can only eat a small piece of hard meat in the front, which is the head. The inside is the internal organs and cannot be eaten."

Xiao Zhen turned his eyes away in disdain. He was eating the head. He was a marquis, eating snail heads?

Xiao Ran picked up one. The shell had flavor and tasted good, but a little spicy. He sucked it hard like Lin Dashan and sucked some of the sauce. He sucked harder and the chili choked his throat.

"Cough cough..."

The people below were in chaos.

After coughing violently, his face turned red and his throat was sore.

After drinking a cup of tea, I gradually recovered.

Is this thing for human consumption?

"Your family is not poor, why do you want to eat this?" he was puzzled.

"My Lord, I am a humble commoner and I usually like this as a side dish for drinking."

His daughter loves to suck snails, but he can't tell anyone about this. She eats one snail at a time, and her hands are covered with oil. The scene is so beautiful. He is afraid that if he tells anyone, his daughter will never be able to get married.

Han Yushan was a little angry. Why did they serve this thing when there were so many delicious dishes? Not to mention the Marquis, even he had never seen this thing. Eating the head? It was a pity that he could say that.

After Xiao Ran calmed down, he picked up another one and sucked it out with all his strength. He chewed it slowly and found it was quite chewy and tasted good.

One by one, and then another...

"Delicious?" Xiao Zhen had never seen his son eat more than three chopsticks of any dish. This kid was so picky that sometimes he felt like eating it.

"Not bad." After drinking a sip of grape juice when it's spicy, it feels indescribably refreshing.

Seeing his son enjoying the food, he couldn't help but pick up one and sucked out the snail meat. It tasted really good. This thing is good with wine, suck it slowly and drink it slowly.

The father and son, one sucking and the other picking up, finished the whole plate of snails, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

Han Yushan: …

Lin Dashan: The Marquis and his son are quite down-to-earth, and their hobbies are not much different from his.

Xiao Zhen felt that every dish he had eaten today was very much to his liking, and Ran Er was the same as him, eating a lot. He wondered if he could bring his family's cook back to Beijing.

He was not a person who would compromise himself, and would do it as soon as he thought of it. "Your family's cook is good, and the cakes and meals are very much to my taste. I wonder if you can give them to me."

He felt that asking Lin Dashan for the person was giving him face, and there was no reason to refuse.

Lin Dashan really couldn't agree. Didn't he know what his chef was like? He didn't even want to use oil, and he didn't know all the seasonings. Wouldn't it be a death wish to go to the Marquis' Mansion? Needless to say, everyone knew who cooked this table of dishes.

He gave the chef to the Marquis, and later the Marquis discovered that the chef couldn't cook anything except these few dishes. Who should be blamed?

"Lord Bing, these dishes were made by my daughter."

You can't lie, and you can't give your daughter away.

He is so difficult!