"Is it really that delicious?"
Chen Songtai watched his daughter eat so much that her mouth was full of oil, and she ignored the manners of a lady from a noble family. He couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart.
"Grandmaster, come and try it."
Qin Ying knew that he couldn't lose face, so he took the opportunity to give him a way out.
Hearing this, Chen Songtai's old face relaxed and he smiled and said, "Okay, since the Ninth Prince insists, then this old minister will try it."
After that, he also sat down.
Like Qin Ying and Chen Churui, he put a crab stick into his mouth and sucked it hard.
Slurp~
When the tender crab meat entered his mouth, a spicy and fresh fragrance that he had never tasted before instantly filled Chen Songtai's mouth. After chewing it repeatedly, he found that in addition to the spicy taste, there was also a unique sweet meat taste, and the two blended perfectly.
He was in a high position and had great power. Although he didn't say that he had tasted all the delicacies in the world, at least in the territory of the Han Dynasty, there was no delicious food that he had not tasted.
But when he tasted the fried spicy crab, he felt that the food he had eaten before could only be said to be filling.
Today, he really enjoyed a delicious meal.
The spicy taste made his nose sweat, but he couldn't stop the movement of his hands. Later, the old master felt that using chopsticks was too slow, so he just grabbed it with his hands.
Seeing Chen Songtai eating voraciously, Qin Ying put down his chopsticks and left the whole plate to him.
There were not many crabs on a plate, and they were quickly swept away like a whirlwind.
At this time, Qin Ying asked, "Master, this tastes good, right?"
"Good, good, good." Chen Songtai's eyes flashed, and he cheered repeatedly.
"Dad, you said you didn't want to eat it just now, but now you eat so much, and you have taken away all the others'."
Chen Churui looked at the empty plate and complained with some lingering feelings.
Qin Ying looked at this scene and laughed in his heart.
If he had not traveled to ancient times, he would not know that resources in ancient times were actually very scarce. Foods that can be seen everywhere in modern times were very rare in ancient times, or simply did not exist.
Not to mention all kinds of seasonings.
The result of this situation is that the ancient people ate very simple food. Although it was healthier than later generations, the taste was difficult to guarantee.
That is why a plate of stir-fried hairy crabs can conquer their taste buds.
"I haven't eaten so much for a long time. I didn't expect this thing to be really edible. It's a pity that I didn't know it earlier and almost missed the delicious taste."
Chen Songtai said with a smile, and didn't forget to smack his lips, with endless aftertaste.
"Haha, Ninth Prince, please forgive me."
Chen Songtai recalled the wolfing down just now, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and could only smile to cover it up.
"It's just a pity that I will get my clothes dirty if I'm not careful." Chen Churui looked at the large oil stain in front of her and sighed helplessly. It was a pity for her new clothes.
Because this dish is heavy in oil and flavor, it will stain your clothes if you are not careful, and eating with your hands is not elegant.
Qin Ying said at this time: "There are many ways to eat crabs. Eating with your hands is called martial eating, and there is also a kind of literary eating that is more suitable for scholars and girls."
Chen Churui hurriedly asked: "Really, teach me."
"Then ask the Tai Shi's servants to go to the fields to catch a few more, and try to catch the big ones."
Qin Ying smiled.
Chen Songtai agreed: "Okay! I haven't eaten enough."
Then, he ordered the servants to catch crabs in the fields.
While waiting, Chen Songtai asked his daughter to leave first.
He looked at Qin Ying and asked puzzledly: "The Han people hate this gutless pest, but no one thinks of eating it. How did the Ninth Prince know that this insect is edible?"
Qin Ying knew he would ask, and he had prepared a speech.
"Haha, Master Chen, do you know my guard Lao Huang? He has many friends in the martial arts world, and some of them have been to various places in the Western Regions, so they know that crabs are edible." Qin Ying laughed.
Hearing this, Chen Songtai had no doubts, but was secretly surprised:
"So that's the case, this makes sense."
At this point, Chen Songtai began to be interested in the Western Regions that Qin Ying mentioned many times, "Your Highness the Ninth Prince, is the Western Region really that good?"
"No."
Qin Ying shook his head and explained: "For the Western Regions, our Central Plains is more vast and rich in resources. Most of the countries in the Western Regions are small countries, not as powerful as our Central Plains empire."
"But because of the geographical environment of the Western Regions, it can produce our Things that are not available in the Central Plains, as well as various condiments. "
"Therefore, it cannot be said that the Western Regions are better than our Central Plains, but the water and soil are different. Although we are from the Central Plains, we should not underestimate the Western Regions. If there is an opportunity in the future, the Han Dynasty should send more envoys to the Western Regions. On the one hand, we can spread our Han culture, and on the other hand, we can bring back the unique products of the Western Regions. "
"This can not only publicize the power of our Han Dynasty, but also enrich our own products, which is really beneficial to the country and the people. "
Hearing these words, Chen Songtai's old face was stunned.
He didn't expect that Qin Ying could see so far.
This has risen to the category of governing the country and maintaining peace.
You know, the empire in the Central Plains, even if it is just a vassal, is very disdainful of contacting the Western Regions.
Thinking that they are all barbarians and uncivilized.
And the people of the Western Regions do have many puzzling and unacceptable traditions.
For example - witchcraft.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, I will take your words about finding merchants from the Western Regions to heart." Chen Songtai said in a deep voice.
"Thank you very much." Qin Ying smiled.
After a pause, Qin Ying continued: "Grandmaster, the Han Dynasty is now suffering from natural disasters and there are many refugees. We can use hairy crabs as food. As long as they are cooked properly, we are not afraid of the number of refugees."
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince is right. There are a lot of crabs without intestines... No, as long as they are caught nationwide, the disaster can be solved to a large extent."
Chen Songtai agreed very much. He believed that such delicious crabs would be quickly accepted by the people.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, you are so troubled to help me with disaster relief. You must have something to ask of me, right?"
Chen Songtai is not a fool. Qin Ying helped him so wholeheartedly, and he must have something to ask for.
His original intention was not to stand in the camp of any prince.
But, Qin Ying helped him too much.
The Han Emperor sent him to provide disaster relief, which was of great importance.
If he fails to do it well, not only will the people be angry, but he will also be impeached in the court.
If it weren't for Qin Ying, Chen Songtai would still think that crabs are pests, let alone eat them.
The food problem that gave him a headache was solved by Qin Ying in a casual way. In this way, Chen Songtai
owed a favor.
"Haha, you don't have to call me the Ninth Prince all the time, just call me Qin Ying."
"Your Highness Qin Ying."
Although Chen Songtai changed his words, he still added a respectful title.
The ancients had a rigid hierarchy of classes.
He was a minister, so of course he had to behave like a minister.
"Grandmaster, you saw it at the morning court today. No minister spoke for me. Although I am favored by my father, I am still weak in the court. Because of this, I was almost slandered as a monster today."
Qin Ying's face suddenly darkened and he sighed: "Almost all the civil and military factions in the court are backed by my brothers, and I can be said to be a lonely person. The only one I can trust is you, Grandmaster."
Hearing this, Chen Songtai knew what he meant. He wanted to pull him to stand on the side, and he couldn't help but say: "This old minister doesn't want to engage in this factional dispute. I just want to be loyal to Your Majesty."
"Grandmaster misunderstood, I just want to ask you something. As for whether you want to become my faction, it's all up to you to consider."
Qin Ying stood up and bowed solemnly.
"What do you want to know?"
"Wang Mingsong."
"Teacher Wang?"
"Yes, you are Wang Mingsong's old rival. I want to know everything about him, and I want to know his weaknesses."
Hearing this, Chen Songtai fell silent.
After a long while, he said, "In terms of officialdom, Wang Mingsong is indeed powerful. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is impeccable in every aspect."
"But, his students are not so powerful."
Speaking of this, Chen Songtai dipped his fingers in tea and gently wrote a name on the table.
Qin Ying leaned forward to look, his eyes fixed: "Zhao Kuo?"