Live broadcast of the death of Qin II to Qin Shihuang at the beginning

Chapter 63 Latte is not as good as iced Americano

After Gu Xiaoxi came back from the small garden, she kept sending Su Dongpo applications for Lianmai.

Today is almost over, and there will be another day tomorrow, and the palace banquet will be held the day after tomorrow.

After what happened today, she was completely scared.

There must be absolutely no mistakes in the food at this palace banquet!
One more iron pot is one more opportunity. If the rice she makes with those lazy self-service items is not in line with the First Emperor's appetite, I'm afraid it's really going to be over!
[Why don't you answer it? !The system didn’t say you were busy! ]
[If you don’t accept it, what does the Malatang and Coke I sent out count? ! ]
[As the number one foodie in the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Dongpo, how can you not abide by the foodie rules? ! ]
Even if Gu Xiaoxi stomped his feet on the spot in a hurry, he probably couldn't imagine what kind of life Su Dongpo in the Northern Song Dynasty was living at the moment.

“I used to know that sheep’s scorpion dipped in sugar has a great flavor, but I didn’t expect that sheep’s scorpion dipped in cola also has a unique flavor.”

Su Dongpo took the Coke from the bowl with a brush and spread it evenly on the surface of the lamb spine on the grill, and the spine was grilled by charcoal fire.

"This dish is called Dongpo Sheep and Scorpion."

After several sheep and scorpions entered his belly, Su Dongpo wiped his fingers and looked towards the sky.

"Yeah, yeah, I was so happy eating just now that I actually forgot about this."

Su Dongpo was about to agree to the application for continuous wheat, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of boxes piled up beside him out of the corner of his eye.

He looked back at the large boxes of instant noodles behind him and hesitated for a moment.

After a while, Su Dongpo got up and moved all the instant noodles to the back room, then scanned the whole room with his eyes, and after confirming that there were no leaks, he stepped forward to connect the other party's application for Lianmai.

"Master Zhao! Dongpo is busy with official duties today. I hope you will forgive me."

"Mr. Dongpo! Emergency! Can I borrow your big iron pot?! I really need it! If possible, instant noodles, Coke, Malatang, as much as you want!"

Su Dongpo glanced towards the back room, his expression a little subtle.

Since he had already promised Qin Shihuang and had taken so many things from him, how could he go back on his promise?
"Mr. Zhao doesn't know something. Dongpo's big iron pot has been used for other purposes these days. It's really unfortunate. It's getting late, so you should take a rest as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Dongpo planned to end Lianmai.

"Don't! Don't hang up! Listen to me! There are other delicious foods! Delicious ones! So what. Iron. Ah. Raw coconut latte, have you ever had it?"

When Su Dongpo heard the name, he almost wondered if Zhao Gao had gone out of his mind. He could even say such an outrageous name in order to get his big iron pot.

latté?Do you want to take away his big iron pot?
The name doesn't sound like a good thing. Can this thing be drunk?

(Barrage:) "Uncle Gao, have you received an advertisement?"

"How much did Mou Rui spend? I'll give you double the amount!"

"I actually think the way this advertisement is inserted is very smooth, and I want to buy a drink as well."

"Stop it, is it appropriate to drink latte at night?"

"[Picture] anchor, you are so presumptuous, you are holding an ice Americano in your hand, you don't understand the joy of working overtime!"

While Su Dongpo was hesitating, he suddenly saw another name appear on the text note in the lower right corner of the sky screen.

Iced American style, just hearing the name is much better than that latte.

And judging from the picture, it looks similar to Coca-Cola, so I guess the taste won’t be much different.

"Does Mr. Zhao have some iced Americano? If Mr. Zhao can bring me a glass of iced Americano every day, not to mention a big iron pot, Dongpo can find as many iron pots as Mr. Zhao wants."

"Mr. Dongpo, I have ice American style. It's just you. Why don't you think about it again?"

Immediately, Su Dongpo saw Zhao Gao's expression on the sky was a little bad, as if he was unwilling to accept his request.

Seeing this, Su Dongpo became even more sure that this American style must be some kind of masterpiece. Otherwise, why would Zhao Gao be hesitant and unwilling to give it a try?
He must be doing this because he wants to hide good things privately.

"Master Zhao, there is no need to hesitate. If your lord agrees, Dongpo will send the big iron pot to your lord right now."

"Well, the ice American style is the ice American style, but I will deliver it to Mr. Dongpo after the palace banquet is over."

"Hahahaha, of course, I hope Mr. Zhao can abide by the exchange agreement of Tianmu."

(Barrage:) "Is this serious?"

"The funny level of the anchor wanting to give a latte: 10%. The funny level of seeing a big complainer working overtime and drinking iced Americano in the live broadcast room: 100%. The funny level of Su Dongpo insisting on drinking an iced Americano every day after seeing the barrage: 10000000% .”

"Good guy, I didn't expect to take a photo of Ice Americano at work, and it would lead to such a wonderful scene? The anchor gave you some attention! When the time comes to broadcast Su Dongpo drinking Ice Americano, you must notify in advance!"

"Add one! I want to see it too!"

After Gu Xiaoxi finished the Lianmai application, she looked at the big iron pot in front of her, and for the first time knew what it was like to feel hot.

There is a feeling of unease that a scumbag who does English cloze and can't copy all the answers becomes the only person in the class with a perfect score, and is asked by the teacher to explain the problem-solving skills in public.

She just wanted a big iron pot, and she was thinking about the iron pot in her mind. When she saw Su Dongpo wanted to hang up, she felt anxious and blurted out the latte.

Who knew that someone would post ice American style in the barrage.

God, she really didn't mean it.

Is this what Su Dongpo insisted on choosing? ? ?Didn’t she kindly remind you just now?

Even so, Gu Xiaoxi still felt unsure.

At that time, if Su Dongpo drank the iced Americano, he wouldn't be blocked again if he was unhappy.

[Forget it, the palace banquet ordered by Brother Zheng is more important now.If Su Dongpo is unhappy again, think of ways to appease him. ]
[Among the eight major cuisines, there must be one that can capture Mr. Dongpo’s taste buds. ]
Two days later, both inside and outside of Xianyang Palace were much more lively than before.

There were so many people coming and going, not only the small kitchen, but the entire Xianyang Palace was busy.

Gu Xiaoxi has been preparing for the evening palace banquet since noon.

Of course, she just watched the twenty or so people who were assigned to help her cook. If anyone didn't understand something, she would look for tutorials in the live broadcast room.

Even with Qi Ran standing here all the time, Gu Xiaoxi still felt that his body couldn't take it anymore.

Seeing that there was no big problem, she found a place to sit down.

[Tired, really tired. I don’t know what I did. I’m just very tired. ]
(Barrage:) "Uncle Gao, you promise me not to cook. The shadow brought to me by the previous two days has not dissipated yet."

(End of this chapter)