mtl008 Chapter 367 Old Friends, Unfailing the Past
Chapter 367 Old Friends, Unfailing the Past
The story of the sesame seed cake?
A hint of emotion flashed in the old man's eyes.
He then looked at the two people in front of him, who were clearly nobles of extraordinary status, and his expression contained a hint of self-mockery.
"Let me tell you two distinguished guests a story."
"Of course! You can listen to this story as a joke or as a true story."
"I swear that this pancake of mine was taught to me by the Imperial Preceptor Tang Yu."
"And once he arrives, he will definitely recognize me. I'm telling you this without a doubt."
After he finished speaking, the old man began to tell his story from his perspective.
One day, while fleeing to Xianyang, he saw a young man who was unconscious.
Although the young man was unconscious, he was extremely handsome and fair-skinned, clearly a nobleman.
At that time, Tang Yu was a good food.
In order to prevent others from targeting Tang Yu, the old man hurriedly led Tang Yu away.
After Tang Yu woke up, he exhibited a series of strange behaviors.
At this moment, the old man watched as Tang Yu was teaching Ying Zheng to tear the sesame seed cake into small pieces and throw them into the large bowl in front of him.
A hint of curiosity flashed in the old man's eyes.
He felt that one of the two nobles looked increasingly familiar.
Furthermore, there's the way he speaks, his tone of voice, and his particularities about food.
How come he looks so similar to the Grand Preceptor I once met?
When Ying Zheng saw that the old man had stopped talking, he tore at the sesame seed cake in his hand and looked at the old man.
"But why is he the Imperial Advisor Tang Yu? There are countless people in this vast world with the same name."
Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with a look of firm trust and deep emotion.
"Perhaps you have never seen his strangeness."
"What I want to tell you is that in the entire world, there is only one person who can be called a god or immortal."
"Before I even arrived in Xianyang, I heard people talking about how the Imperial Preceptor was a deity!"
"And when the Imperial Preceptor's name was Tang Yu, I was certain that this person could only be him!"
The old man looked extremely excited and serious, and his breathing was somewhat unsteady.
"Moreover, before we parted, he told me that he was going to Xianyang to find the emperor of Qin and to work with him to achieve great things."
"He also told me firmly that he would definitely become a remarkable person in the future!"
"When the time comes, he will definitely not allow such a tragedy to happen again!"
The old man spoke with great emotion, and the tragedy he described was deeply moving.
This refers to the fact that the two people were on the run and resorted to cannibalism.
That was truly a living hell.
The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally addressed Ying Zheng and Tang Yu.
"At first, I also suspected that it might be someone with the same name."
"But in the end, I saw the preferential treatment he gave to the people of Qin, and the various benefits and care he showed to the people of the world."
"Therefore, he must be the Imperial Advisor Tang Yu!"
Tang Yu remained silent upon hearing this.
However, Ying Zheng noticed that there seemed to be a faint glimmer of tears in the eyes of his Mr. Tang.
At this moment, Ying Zheng looked at the old man in front of him and asked with some curiosity.
"If that's the case, why don't you go and acknowledge him as your father, sir?"
"With the current status of a national advisor like Tang Yu, you probably don't need to set up this stall here anymore."
After hearing this, the old man selling pancakes looked at Ying Zheng and frowned.
“I saved him not because I wanted his identity, and he repaid me with his unique pancake-making skills.”
"Now my stall earns more than enough to make a living every day."
"We owe all of this to His Majesty and the Grand Preceptor."
“If I were to go and find him now, it would be an act of repaying a debt of gratitude.”
"And how will he make me see him?"
As Ying Zheng watched the old man speak with such conviction, he glanced at Tang Yu beside him.
Sitting next to Ying Zheng, Tang Yu was also dumbfounded.
Tang Yu initially thought that the other party had simply forgotten him, or that they hadn't come to Xianyang City.
Unexpectedly, the other party had seen through his every move and would not seek any reward.
It seems that the spirit of the pre-Qin era was indeed quite strong!
At this moment, the old man spoke with a rather sentimental tone.
"But I still want to see him. I want to see him now that he has risen to a high position."
"Having already achieved part of his goal, what will he be like?"
"If he were in the past, he would probably be very proud to see the current Imperial Advisor Tang Yu!"
As the old man spoke, he carried the soup pot from behind him to Ying Zheng and Tang Yu.
He was curious about how the two planned to use the flatbread and mutton soup.
At this moment, Tang Yu pretended to be nonchalant and scooped two spoonfuls of boiling mutton soup from the pot, pouring it over the freshly torn sesame flatbread.
He took out some pepper and sprinkled it on top, and then a fragrant aroma wafted over, just like Ying Zheng's.
Thus, the Qin Dynasty version of mutton stew was officially born.
Lamb Stew with Flatbread 1.0!
The enticing aroma filled the air, but Tang Yu was deeply moved.
After exchanging a glance with Ying Zheng, he focused on finishing the bowl of mutton stew in front of him.
As he ate, he kept recalling the old man's words from earlier.
Ying Zheng, standing to the side, exclaimed that it was delicious.
"Mr. Tang, what exactly is this? And why does it taste so delicious?"
Tang Yu said upon hearing this.
"Your Majesty, this is a delicacy that has been passed down by word of mouth in Guanzhong for two thousand years—mutton stew with bread."
"Now, His Majesty has also tasted it!"
Ying Zheng laughed heartily upon hearing this, and the two began to enjoy the delicious food to their hearts' content.
Although this dish cannot compare to the sophisticated techniques of thousands of years later, it is already considered delicious in this era.
The old man's sesame seed cakes were actually an improvement on Tang Yu's skills.
Although it can't compare to the futuristic world's guokui (a type of flatbread), it still has its own unique charm.
After the two finished their mutton stew, Ying Zheng and Tang Yu called the old man to pay the bill.
Seeing the old man calculating money, Ying Zheng waved his hand and placed one hundred taels on the table.
When the old man saw this, he was about to explain that he had been overpaid.
Tang Yu, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.
"Grandpa, do you still recognize me?"
The old man saw that Tang Yu had taken the initiative to speak to him.
He looked at Tang Yu carefully, feeling that his features were becoming more and more familiar, and finally said in a trembling voice.
"I recognize you! How could I not recognize you? I never thought we'd meet again!"
Tang Yu nodded and said.
"Yes, we've finally met again. How have you been, sir..."