Great Tang’s Unparalleled National Teacher

In the small Tavern.

It was cleaned up by Little Gui'zi and the others a long time ago.

After learning that a few people are coming to Little Tavern, Little Gui'zi even called Fat Royal Chef Zhou Dafu to come, personally perform the knife, cut all the meat, and found some fresh Of cooked vegetables and fruits.

As soon as Zhang Feng entered the little Tavern and looked at the table full of prepared dishes, he was confused.

The fish was sliced ​​into pieces.

Besides, the beef and mutton are cut in a satisfactory manner, there is not even a trace of excess.

The chicken wings, duck legs, and chicken hearts were all neat and tidy placed on the plate. When everyone entered the room, Zhou Dafu stood respectfully at the door.

The scared Zhang Feng thought he had entered the wrong place. ,

"This Little Fatty, Old Li, don't say you are yours!"

"By coincidence, he is really my person. You didn't promise me before, Shall I find a cook to learn the craft? No, Qian'er has no time. I will bring it to you today. You can take a look at the knife work first?"

"Knife work ......Awesome!"

Zhang Feng gave a thumbs up.

Such an awesome swordsman, even if he sees him, he will blush as a damn, but he hasn't prepared himself, otherwise, when the time comes, he will have to be laughed at by Lord.

"Okay, since it's here, did you tell you our rules, Old Li?"

"Go back to Noble Son, the master has made it clear!"

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Dafu!"

"???"

Zhang Feng was stunned.

Looking at Zhou Dafu, he asked again: "What do you say, what is your name?"

"Little man Zhou Dafu, from Jingzhou! Rich and rich, my parents said, This name is happy!"

Zhang Feng was happy when he heard it.

"Yes, this name is festive and promising!"

This name is more than festive!

How similar is this damn thing to Chow Tai Fook?

"Come, come on, a few, now that you are all ready, let's show our ugliness. It's a barbecue today, or what to eat, Lord, you have the final say!"

"Really?"

"Uh...Forget it, let me get you a sauerkraut fish and spicy fish, otherwise if you always make things difficult for me, then I shall not cry to death?"

Everyone laughed loudly.

Zhang Feng took off his Confucian scholar robe and entered the back kitchen.

And Young Lady Jing Shu also followed closely into the back kitchen, just like the hostess of this Tavern.

When the few people were talking, she had already filled the tea for them.

Zhang Feng wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

It's not that he doesn't want to say, but that there is an extra-large light bulb next to his mother, what does he want to say?

As soon as Zhang Feng got on the stove, Jing Shu consciously set up the pot. Although it seemed that she had never suffered, she still stubbornly added firewood.

"Young Lady Jing Shu, would you like to sit in Tavern?"

"Noble Son Zhang, you are busy with you, I'm fine here."

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"Why don't you stand and watch it, if I can't do anything well, would you give me some pointers? Who? Fatty, you don't have the eyes to see! Don't be stubborn, set fire Get up!"

"Oh..."

Zhou Dafu is really a silly brain.

Zhang Feng, who is watching, wants to punch someone.

But this guy doesn't know if he is really stupid or fake. He doesn't care much about Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng looked at Jing Shu and said: "Young Lady Jing Shu, why don't you go out first, the oil fume in this place smells too strong."

"I'm fine, Noble Son Zhang can do his job."

"Oh! That's OK."

Zhang Feng didn't say much.

Jing Shu caught two carps from the water tank and looked at it. He couldn't help but a strange flash in his eyes, and took a peek at the people outside the curtain.

A deep doubt flashed in his eyes.

What is the relationship between Zhang Feng and these people?

These few people, those who can tremble with Great Tang stomping, and today’s things seem to be known to them, and they didn’t say much.

This is not right.

Is Noble Son Zhang really unaware of the situation of these people, or...

Jing Shu dare not think about it.

Because this man is the man who will live with him all his life in the future.

Chang'an City, it's not always difficult for a man to move when he sees him, but Zhang Feng is different from him, he always looks at himself equally, without a trace of greed or filth.

This feeling is very subtle.

Especially watching Zhang Feng seriously handling the fish.

It is so focused.

When Jing Shu looked at a bamboo tube on the chopping board, he asked softly: "Noble Son Zhang, in this bamboo tube, but the rumored beer?"

" Yes, this is it. When you make the fish, add a little bit and it will taste more delicious!"

"Then, did you make this too?"

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Jing Shu was shocked.

Noble Son Zhang actually did the things that have been raging in Chang'an City these past two days?

How is this possible? !

Noble Son Zhang, what else will he do?

Why can you get it from poetry and song to this kitchen that belongs to lower-class people and women, and it's so leisurely and contented?

Moreover, this beer is like Daoist Immortal brewed, but it was also made by him?

Needless to say, there are neat and tidy dishes in Tavern, and The meat skewers and the stove mean that he made this barbecue too?

Gosh.

Is Noble Son Zhang Daoist Immortal?

Why do you understand?

Is this really the Husband that God pityed me and bestowed on me?