Chapter Thirty-Three: Showing Off Success Once Again

  Zhang Liang, Tie Dan and Zhao Xiucan were all anxious, they hurriedly rushed from the front hall to the kitchen in the backyard, Zhang Liang had already put his hand on the handle of the knife.

  Everyone was stunned in the backyard, as they saw Baozi's face filled with extreme shock, his face even twisted, staring blankly and motionless, his right hand holding nothing, a wooden spoon on the ground below, and a clay pot emitting hot air placed on the table to one side.

  As for Jiang Feng, who was standing on the side with a smug expression, a group of people rushed over and were at a loss. Wang Zhuang, being bolder, walked forward, waved his hand in front of Bao Wen's eyes, then gently patted Bao Wen's face several times with his palm, and Bao Wen seemed to have come around.

  Shouting at the top of his lungs there:

  "All these years I've been a chef for nothing! There's still such flavor in this world!!"

  One side shouted, one side squatted down to pick up the wooden spoon on the ground, wiped it casually on his clothes, and was about to go to that clay pot to scoop out soup to drink. He was pulled back by Jiang Feng, who smiled and said:

  "Lao Bao, you drink like this, others won't even get a taste. Apprentice, put this in the middle of the table, everyone take a spoon to try it, each person can only move one spoonful, don't drink too much."

  Next to him, Zhao Xiucan had already vaguely understood what was going on, but the others were still confused. Listening to Jiang Feng's serious tone, each person took a wooden spoon and lined up to scoop up a mouthful of soup to drink. The first one was naturally Wang Zhanggui. As soon as the soup entered his mouth, he stiffened there, with an incredulous expression on his face, just like Bao Wen's earlier.

  Zhang Liang, who was behind him, pushed him impatiently and he finally came back to his senses, stuttering:

  "This is too delicious, this is too delicious, this..."

  Zhang Liang was even more exaggerated there, after drinking a mouthful, he directly hugged the clay pot and shouted:

  "I'll take care of the bill by myself, you guys don't need to pay..."

  Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh and hastily spoke up, saying there was more to come. This was what the people in the back were waiting for. Every person who tasted it had a look of shock and incredulity on their face. Jiang Feng looked at their expressions and burst out laughing, feeling extremely pleased with himself. The flavor that only umami could produce, which was hundreds of years later, was now being presented to the Ming Dynasty, where high soup was used to enhance flavors. This taste was utterly shocking.

  If a person from the Ming Dynasty were to come to modern society and see an airplane, they would be shocked and incredulous, and wouldn't believe their eyes.

  At that time, when seasonings were relatively scarce, the shock that MSG brought to their tongues was unparalleled. Now looking at the expressions of these people in the store, they probably couldn't believe their tongues.

  Next, Jiang Feng announced a command that made the people in the store quite incomprehensible, which was to suspend business for renovation. In everyone's impression, this store was still pretty good and didn't need to be renovated. Jiang Feng didn't bother to explain to them and directly called Wang Zhanggui, Zhao Xiucan, and Bao Dachuan into the back room for discussion, closing the door tightly.

  After discussing for more than two hours, when they came out of the house, the onlookers outside saw that except for Jiang Feng who had a smile all over his face, the others were all gaping in shock, their faces pale with astonishment.

  The sky had already turned dark, and Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment before calling out to Zhang Liang, who was still there devouring the pig's trotters soup, telling him to go with him to that scholar's mansion right now, just to show his face.

  Since the Chengzu Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty, there was a prototype of the inner cabinet, which is the top of the terrifying civil servant system of the entire Ming Empire. The composition of the inner cabinet was all held by Hanlin scholars with certain temple university scholars, who were in charge of managing the affairs of the world, assisting the emperor, and leading the officials.

  The chief and the ministers below were all powerful, often serving as the Minister of the Six Boards, and their ranks began to change from the original fifth rank, sixth rank to the current first and second ranks. However, no matter how brilliant the Grand Council's ministers are, their starting point in officialdom must be from the Hanlin Academy.

  The Hanlin Academy was almost synonymous with a preparatory class for chancellors during the Ming dynasty.

  The Liu Xueshi family that Jiang Feng went to guard was a lecturer at the Hanlin Academy, a sixth-grade official of Qinggui. He was also a Tanhua during the Zhengde years, but Jiang Feng didn't know any of this and didn't take the officials he guarded seriously. Zhao Xiucan only simply told him that there were several types of scholars.

  From the fifth-grade Zhuangyuan scholar to the seventh-grade Shujishi, each has its own differences. Jiang Feng didn't notice the expression of envy on Zhao Xiucan's face when he mentioned this, and naturally, Jiang Feng didn't want to pay attention to it either. Now his mind is all about making a fortune.

  It turned out that Jiang Feng's colleagues had indeed arranged a difficult task for him. The scholars of the Hanlin Academy, regardless of their position, had an absolutely bright future ahead of them, and even now they were exceptionally noble. Even the commander of the Imperial Guards would have to be polite to them, who would bother with such a small Imperial Guard?

  This Liu Xueshi's mansion is in the northern city, and it took some time to rush over. Once inside, it was vastly different from the Beijing area that Jiang Feng had patrolled. The place Jiang Feng patrolled could be said to be bustling with activity, with people and horses coming and going everywhere on the streets.

  All sorts of shops were also bustling, in short, it was like a place to live, but entering the northern city, this is where the Beijing officials and nobles lived.

  If it were those civil and military officials, it would be normal, but there are still many aristocratic families in the capital who have been continuing since the Taizu and Chengzu periods. These families are not trivial and naturally have strict defenses. When Jiang Feng walked into this area under Zhang Liang's guidance, he suddenly felt like playing in a modern army compound.

  Quiet, cold and desolate, the sun has disappeared behind the city walls. The lanterns have been lit here for a long time. The high courtyard walls, the magnificent gate, and the faintly visible pavilions and buildings inside all show that this place is different from other places in the capital. However, there are few people on the street.

  Occasionally there were passers-by, all of whom were dressed in bright clothes and riding fine horses or luxurious carriages, accompanied by expressionless guards or personal soldiers, which made them stand out as being quite out of place compared to other parts of the capital.

  His popularity has decreased a bit, this is Jiang Feng's feeling. However, Zhang Liang over there doesn't seem like his usual rough and reckless self anymore, looking cautious and reserved. Jiang Feng finds it quite contemptible in his eyes, being from modern times, he may admire power but far from having the deep-seated reverence or fear that people of this era have.

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