Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

Night falls and the city lights come on.

Sima Fang, riding in a carriage driven by Liu Bei, soon arrived at Chen Deng's official residence in Guangling City.

At this moment, the ceremonial gate of the official residence was wide open, and lanterns were hung on both sides of the gate.

The lantern has the character "Chen" written on it, and a candle flame flickers inside.

Guided by the butler, we passed through the front garden and arrived at the inner hall for receiving guests.

At this moment, the inner hall was brightly lit and filled with the aroma of wine.

Maids dressed in white evening gowns stood on either side of the hall, carrying candlesticks.

Wine, dishes, and meat were already laid out on the table.

Upon seeing Sima Fang enter the hall, Chen Deng smiled and rose from his seat.

"Please come in, Mr. Jian Gong."

Chen Deng acted enthusiastically, without revealing any flaws.

Sima Fang smiled and cupped his hands to Chen Deng, saying, "I'm sorry to have bothered you, Yuanlong. I was just passing through Guangling, but I've caused you so much trouble."

"Mr. Jian Gong is too kind. It is no trouble at all. It is an honor for my humble abode that you could come. Please do not find it too simple and unsophisticated."

The two exchanged insincere and polite words before leading each other to sit down.

Then Chen Deng raised his wine cup and toasted Sima Fang, saying, "This cup is to Mr. Jian Gong. This is the first time I have sat at the same table with Mr. Jian Gong. Today is a short time, so I have only prepared a small amount of wine. I hope Mr. Jian Gong can enjoy himself."

Sima Fang smiled slightly, then raised his wine cup in return: "Of course, of course, that's natural."

The two looked at each other, then raised their glasses together.

After finishing his cup of wine, Sima Fang put down his cup, glanced at the dishes on the table, and then turned to Chen Deng and said, "Yuanlong, I came here in a hurry and did not prepare any gifts for you. But I have long heard that you particularly like sashimi. It is quite a coincidence."

After settling in today, I wanted to see Guangling City. I had heard that Yuanlong had governed Guangling for three years and made it so that people would not pick up lost items on the road and would not lock their doors at night. I had long yearned to visit it and was delighted to have such a good opportunity.

As the rumors had indeed spread, Yuanlong truly governed Guangling and made it as prosperous as a paradise in a chaotic world.

The prices of goods and grains there are incomparable to those elsewhere.

As I was strolling down the street, an old man carrying a fish basket passed by and called out that it was a rare Songjiang fish.

I was not familiar with this kind of fish and had never heard of it before, so I asked about its price and what was so special about it.

The old man then explained to me that Songjiang fish is the best ingredient for making sashimi.

When I heard the word "fish sashimi," I thought of Yuanlong, so I bought this rare Songjiang fish from the old man. I also brought it with me when I arrived. Seeing that there's no fish sashimi on the table, perhaps I should ask the cook to prepare some now?

Chen Deng listened quietly, a faint smile on his face.

Why would Sima Fang be so kind as to care about him?

Before the New Year, Sima Fang and Zhuge Gui asked him to recruit soldiers and gather provisions, but he refused outright.

Now Sima Fang keeps saying that he misses him.

is it possible?

It's already good enough that I don't hate him.

As for trying to win them over, that's even more impossible.

Who can win someone over with a fish?

Sima Fang's complete silence on the fact that Xiapi had fallen and that it was Zhuge Gui who ordered the flooding of Xiapi is enough to show that Sima Fang's motives are not pure.

Is it Songjiang fish?

Ha ha.

Then give it a try.

“Mr. Jian Gong is too kind. Since Mr. Jian Gong has already said so, then let’s taste it together and let Mr. Jian Gong understand this way.”

After saying that, Chen Deng called over the butler who was standing outside the hall, and then whispered a few words to the butler.

The butler nodded repeatedly and then walked out of the hall.

After the steward left, Chen Deng and Sima Fang started drinking and exchanging toasts again.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the butler carried two plates of sashimi into the main hall.

Songjiang fish was already famous in the Central Plains by the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The story of Zuo Ci fishing for perch with a copper plate for Cao Cao refers to this fish. Guangling is located at the mouth of the Yangtze and Huai Rivers, which is a high-quality water area for the migration and habitat of Songjiang perch. It is a fish raw material that local nobles love to eat. The meat is tender, not fishy, ​​has few bones and tastes delicious.

Although the story of "fishing for perch with a copper plate" no longer exists in this life, Chen Deng is still a connoisseur of this art.

Looking at the fish sashimi that had already been served, Chen Deng pointed with his chopsticks and said, "Let's drink with our friends, and enjoy the roasted turtle and carp sashimi."

Sima Fang smiled and stroked his beard, agreeing: "This is from the Book of Songs, specifically from the Lesser Odes."

"Mr. Jian Gong is indeed learned and knowledgeable. This fish dish is all about the preparation of fresh fish and knife skills, then adding condiments and gently tasting it."

Chen Deng spoke with obvious enjoyment, while Sima Fang watched Chen Deng pick up a slice of fish with his chopsticks with a slightly tense expression.

Chen Dengming had already picked up a fish slice with his chopsticks, but he hesitated to put it in his mouth.

"Son."

Just as Sima Fang was intently watching Chen Deng, the steward's voice rang out again from outside the hall.

Then the butler quickly came to Chen Deng and whispered a few words in his ear.

Just as Sima Fang was feeling uneasy, Chen Deng slowly put down his chopsticks.

Upon seeing this scene, Sima Fang's heart skipped a beat.

The butler left, but Chen Deng's expression remained unchanged.

"Does Master Jian know that... the fish used for sashimi must be of the best quality, freshest, and free from any contamination...?"

Sima Fang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, felt as if it had been stabbed again, and he became even more nervous, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"This fish...this fish should be very fresh, right?" Sima Fang said evasively.

Chen Deng smiled and said, "It is indeed very fresh... It won't taste as good if it's left out for too long. Why don't you... why don't you take a taste while it's still fresh and sweet, Mr. Jian Gong?"

scare!

Before Sima Fang could say anything more, Chen Deng's expression changed immediately, and he grabbed a wine cup and smashed it on the ground.

The moment the wine cup hit the ground, the axemen who had been lying in ambush on both sides rushed out from the side halls and headed straight for Sima Fang.

"Sima Fang, how could you even think of such a despicable tactic!"

"Men, seize Sima Fang!" Chen Deng roared angrily.