Gourmets of the Heavens

The servant in front of him had a flattering smile. He didn't know what special identities Hong Yi and Zhao Youqian had, but he knew one thing. Among the masters who asked him to invite people, any one who sneezed would be able to Blow him away.

So he also pays special attention to his behavior, hoping to successfully complete the tasks assigned by those few.

Hong Yi looked at the names left on the invitation in his hand, some of which he had contacted, some of which he was considered friends, but he just returned to Yujing City today, so he was really too lazy to meet these people.

He waved his hand and let the boy leave alone.

"Go back and tell them, thank you for your kindness, but Hong Yi is a bit tired today, and will go to Xishan to sweep his mother's grave later."

"I won't participate in their reception, let's talk about it in a few days."

This made the boy a little dumbfounded, he never thought that someone could refuse the invitation of these masters, and just as he was about to say something, even sell it badly, he was invited out of the house by Hong Yi.

He didn't let him make the trip in vain, but gave him a string of coppers as travel expenses, and then Hong Yi spoke.

"Just tell the truth, those few will not make things difficult for you, if you have anything, just come to me!"

Although the words were not close, they gave people an involuntary convincing force, which made the boy look a bit embarrassed, and wandered in front of the door for a long time with a bunch of coppers in his arms, and finally went back to the restaurant to report up.

"It seems that many people are still paying attention to your whereabouts."

"That's a dust-cleaning banquet specially organized for you, why don't you go?"

Zhao Youqian glanced at Hong Yi and joked.

"Maybe I can meet a beautiful woman with talent and beauty!"

He also suddenly remembered this matter. With Hong Yi's current academic reputation, especially the unfavored bastard son of the Hong family, he is the wishful gentleman in many people's hearts. Not to mention these senior executives and nobles in Yujing City.

Presumably, Hong Yi's invitation at this time was not just a simple relationship, but also a blind date, and the main purpose was to ask whether Hong Yi had a sweetheart he liked.

With a wry smile, Hong Yi's age has reached the age of starting a family in the eyes of people in this world, how could he not know what Zhao Youqian meant.

However, he really didn't have any thoughts at this time. When he returned to Yujing City, the experiences of his mother's depressed death resurfaced in his mind again, which made him feel a little unhappy.

Aware of this, Zhao Youqian didn't point it out.

Instead, he spoke solemnly.

"Since I'm going to Xishan to sweep the tomb later, why don't I go there too, and I'll also send some tributes to Ling Shang that I haven't seen in the past."

"It's my way of expressing my heart, you have to call me brother after all, don't refuse!"

Hong Yi's father, Hong Xuanji, was a military general in his ancestors, and he was considered to have a family background. When he made a fortune in his generation, he was even granted the title of Lord Marquis.

At that time, Hong Yi's mother, the Supreme Daoist saint, Meng Bingyun, married into Wuwen Hou Mansion as a brothel woman. As a concubine, she was not allowed to enter the ancestral grave after death, so she was buried alone on the West Mountain. .

In the past, Hong Yi would go to Xishan to guard the grave to study for a few days every year. This year, he went on a study tour. After returning, he also went to visit his mother's grave to comfort her spirit in heaven.

Hearing what Zhao Yougan said, Hong Yi couldn't help but feel a little sore.

"Then trouble brother!"

It can be said that he has only tasted the feeling of being taken care of by elders until now.

Zhao Yougan patted him on the shoulder.

"Then I will go out for a while, and I will come back after preparing some materials."

Hearing Zhao Yougan's words, Hong Yi couldn't help showing surprise.

"Then I need some gold and silver from my younger brother."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Youqian waved the few taels of silver in his hand. For him, it is very simple to change some small things and change the material arrangement into precious metals.

Not to mention that there are many ghosts with such abilities among the ghosts, even without the power of the ghosts, the ability obtained from the Tathagata Sutra can easily achieve this point with a powerful collision, anyway, it will not Let ordinary people suffer.

Seeing that Hong Yi didn't say anything more, Zhao Youqian flickered and left a sentence.

"Pay attention to that little snake, and ignore the others. There is no one in Yujing City that can threaten me."

By then disappearing without a trace, Hong Yi felt that he was definitely not just going to buy some ingredients.

But in fact, Zhao Youqian was not interested in the opportunities that might exist in Yujing City, or the opponents that belonged to him in Hong Yi's mind.

Zhao Youqian was really there to buy ingredients. Today, hearing Hong Yi's affection for his mother, he was quite moved, and he suddenly remembered a recipe that had been lost.

It happened to be a rather light dish, paired with white daisies, which was most suitable for offering sacrifices to ancestors, so Zhao Youqian wandered around Yujing City, collecting the ingredients he needed everywhere.

Although no spices are used, some ingredients are really hard to find in Yujing City.

Even if there are places in stock, he is not willing to sell them, so that Zhao Youqian ran to several places, and finally bought some fresh ingredients in a seemingly dilapidated tavern. After the cheap gold and silver, Zhao Youqian disappeared in the alleys of Yujing City in an instant.

At this time, Hong Yi, who was lying on the rocking chair in his own courtyard, enjoying the peace leisurely, seemed to have noticed something. He opened his eyes and found that Zhao Youqian came in with big bags and a pot of white daisies.

They were all a little surprised, they didn't expect that Zhao Youqian really bought a lot of ingredients and came back.

Hastily stepped forward to help to pick it up, it's rare that he didn't use any extraordinary power, and enjoyed the addiction of offline shopping, Zhao Youqian still had something to say.

On the contrary, Hong Yi looked at these things in his hand, first he didn't expect that there were these things in Yujing City, and then he looked at Zhao Yougan with some doubts.

"Brother, what are you going to make? I think it's made of shrimp and fish."

"If it's too troublesome, why don't you send it to the sacrifice?"

Zhao Youqian tapped Hong Yi's head lightly.

"Greedy? This is for your mother's sacrifice. I will make it for you next time if you want to eat it."

Hehe smiled, Hong Yi didn't feel the anger of being hit on the head, instead he showed his face and smiled.

"What exactly is the brother going to do today?"

Speaking of this, a distant light flashed in Zhao Youqian's eyes.

After all, this is not a dish he learned from the gourmet world, and even it is Cantonese cuisine, and he has never heard of anyone cooking this dish in the gourmet world.

So this can be regarded as one of the precious recipes brought by his original world.

"An elegant and quiet Kung Fu dish, Jiangnan Baihua Chicken!"

"See the shape of the chicken, and taste the seafood."

"This dish was the top one among the top ones back then, it's a pity"

"As time goes on, many things will last forever, but some things will gradually disappear"

Seeing Zhao Youqian's rare look of reminiscing, Hong Yi moved his mouth, but held back his mouth, because he knew that at this time, Zhao Youqian was rarely able to truly have a strange and warm feeling.

Hung Yi also had that kind of experience of thinking about his memories.