Ye Bufan Tang Feixue works

Chapter 1760: Immortal Water Fish

    

a clear explanation. Although...”(To be continued, please turn the page)While the result was an accidental death, I don't think it's very likely.If saying that one or two accidents could be explained,...He Changqing's face turned ashen. Without a doubt, he had lost this round, and lost badly. There was no room for argument.

At this moment, he felt incredibly stifled and wanted to give Kang Yongnian, the meddling fool, a good thrashing, but he lacked the courage.

After all, this old man isn't an ordinary restaurant owner; he has connections in the capital.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, "Young Master He, didn't I win this round"

He Changqing let out a cold snort and said nonchalantly, "So what It's just a cup of wine. Who knows where you got it from."

Kang Yongnian only then realized that the two were using alcohol as a bet, and immediately said with interest, "Two gentlemen, are you engaged in a gambling match What are the rules of this wager Why don't you tell this old man"

He Changqing turned his head away directly, obviously very displeased with the old man.

Ye Bufan, however, laughed and said, "Old sir, you are right…"

He told them the terms of their bet, concluding with, "That was just the first round. The bet between me and Master He is to see whose wine is better and who has the more fragrant brew."

"So this wine is yours, little brother"

Kang Yongnian immediately said with eagerness, "Little brother, where did you get this wine Could you possibly part with a bottle to this old man I'm willing to pay 10,000 gold coins, no, 20,000 gold coins."

Ye Bufan shook his head. "Sorry, sir, I don't sell this wine."

"Hey kid, don't you think the price is a little too low How much do you want Old man here won't budge on the price."

This old man is clearly an alcoholic. When he mentions Moutai liquor, his eyes betray an uncontrollable longing.

"Sir, this isn't about money, it's that there simply isn't any more. This is the last bottle, and you should know that such a fine wine couldn't possibly have much left."

By the end, Ye Bufan couldn't stand the old man's pitiful eyes anymore, and he pushed the remaining half bottle of wine in front of him. "That's it, sir, take this half bottle."

Originally, Kang Yongnian wore a look of disappointment. But upon hearing the last part, his eyes lit up instantly. He embraced the half-bottle of wine in his arms and said, "Little brother, this old man thanks you. From now on, you can come to my Zui Xian Lou for a meal, all free of charge."

After finishing his drink, he once again cast a covetous gaze upon Zhai Lingxiu: “Little miss from the Zhai family, would you care to share your cup of wine with me as well”

"No way!"

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Everything happened so suddenly. Zhai Lingxiu, coming to his senses, picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a gentle sip.

The fragrant liquor hit her tongue, and an extremely complex expression instantly bloomed on her delicate face. First, there was shock, then immense pleasure.

"What a good wine, truly excellent!"

Zhai Lingxiu praised again and again, secretly deciding in her heart that when she left, she must ask Ye Bufan for two more bottles to take back and let her father and brothers try it.

As for the other party's claim that there was none left, she didn't believe a word of it. If there were only one bottle of such good wine, the other party wouldn't have taken it out at all. To gamble with someone like He Changqing...

Among the four people present, the most depressed was probably this young master of the He family. Losing the first gambling game was bad enough, but he didn't even get to taste that kind of wine, only catching a whiff of its aroma.

Although Kang Yongnian was somewhat disappointed, the old man wasn't about to leave. He continued, "Two young masters, what is this next round of gambling This old man can try it for you and make a judgment."

Originally, this old man enjoyed fine wine and food. Since the wine was gone, he was going to try some of the delicacies below.

Since this young man can produce such fine wine, I presume the food he serves will be equally excellent.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Well then, I'd like to ask the old gentleman to be a witness as well."

Although He Changqing was extremely dissatisfied with Kang Yongnian, there was nothing he could do. The old man had a background, and he couldn't openly provoke him. He could only accept it reluctantly.

A few people were talking when a waiter quickly came over carrying a tray. On the tray was a large, golden-colored fish that looked and smelled delicious, making everyone's mouth water.

Seeing the fish he had prepared served on the table, He Changqing seemed to regain his confidence and was immediately excited.

"Miss, Mr. Kang, you should recognize this fish, shouldn't you This is a Xian Shui Fish from Lake of Immortals, its taste is incredibly delicious."

Kang Yongnian's face lit up with excitement after hearing this: "Really I heard that this immortal water fish is exclusive to the imperial court, how did you get it to Tianlang City"

He Changqing was secretly pleased. It seemed this old man wasn't useless after all. He knew quite a bit about knowledge and could help him save face in a pinch.

"Elder Kang, this took me a lot of effort, it cost a whole 20,000 gold coins," said He Changqing. "Miss, please try it and see how the fish tastes"

Zhai Lingxiu still remained.

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I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately picked up my chopsticks and took a piece of fish. I chewed it slowly.

"Miss, how does it taste"

He Changqing asked with a smug look.

Before Zhai Lingxiu could speak, Kang Yongnian had already picked up a large piece of fish and popped it into his mouth, chewing as he spoke.

"The taste is good, as expected of Xian Shui fish, it's really fresh."

Hearing the praise from the old man, He Changqing looked at Ye Bufan proudly, “Kid, try this too, so you won’t feel resentful if you lose later.”

"Okay."

Ye Bufan smiled, not the slightest bit polite. He picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of fish, sending it into his mouth.

The fish was good, the flesh was tender, but unfortunately, the cooking skills were a bit lacking, only reaching the level of mediocre.

He Changqing's face darkened immediately: "Boy, what nonsense are you talking about This is fish made by the chief chef of Ju Xian Lou himself, how could the cooking be bad"

Kang Yongnian also chimed in, "Young man, you probably don't know this, but the head chef in my kitchen was recruited from the Imperial Kitchen in Beijing. His culinary skills are top-notch."

He shook his head as he spoke, thinking in his heart that this young man was a poor loser, making up excuses.

Ye Bufan put down his chopsticks: "I can only say that you are frogs at the bottom of a well and have never seen real cooking skills."

He Changqing also thought the other party was being unreasonable, and said with a cold smile: "Well then, bring out whatever good dishes you have and let me see."

"Well then, I'll show you what I can do."

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he moved his mind, and a pot of steaming boiled fish appeared on the table. The spicy and fragrant aroma immediately filled the entire room.

A storage ring's benefit is that it's a three-dimensional space independent of the world, with no concept of time. No matter how long something is kept inside, it remains fresh when taken out.

That's also why Ye Bufan stored countless delicacies in his enormous storage ring, just in case. This pot of boiled fish came from a very good Sichuan restaurant in the Imperial Capital.

"This… what is this taste How can it be so fragrant"

The aroma of the boiled fish hit Kang Yongnian's nose, making his mouth water instantly.

Especially when I saw the tender fish fillets and the bright red broth, I could no longer resist the temptation of the food. I picked up my chopsticks and grabbed a piece.

(The End)from seclusion. Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation and longing.Especially the young generations of the three families, Murong Hai, Murong Tian, and Murong He, wished to slap Ye Bufan to dea...