During lunch, Xiahou An Xiao showed his skills.

One meat, two vegetables, three dishes and one soup.

Looking at the greasy fried meat in front of him and the fragrance that floated out of the plate, Qin Shao's throat was swallowing unconsciously, and he swallowed it again and again.

The cooking methods in the Han Dynasty were mainly cooked, cooked, fryed, fried and roasted. Fried dishes were not popular in this era.

After Xiahou An signaled to start the meal, Qin Shao couldn't wait to pick up a small piece of fried meat, put it directly into his mouth, and chew it in his mouth. The plump meat and the smoothness of the oil bloomed in his mouth, supplemented with sauce and ginger and garlic. This taste was simply too cool!

Qin Shao, who tasted the sweetness, feasted.

Soon, the fried meat on the plate in front of him was cleaned up, and the other two plates of vegetarian dishes were also unable to escape the poison. Even the soup was completely drunk!

This guy was reincarnated as a starving ghost... Xia Houan looked at the food that had only moved one-third of the time in front of him, looked at Xu Chu and Cao Ang again, and silently cut Cao Ang in.

As for Xu Chu, he has always been very edible.

Xiahou An was no longer surprised by the amount of three or four pounds of a meal, and he didn't know why his belly was so good. Compared to when he was in Huaiyuan Township, Xu Chu has gained a lot of weight now, and some powerful generals should have.

After eating the stir-fry on the plate, Qin Shao had no leftover oil and water. He mixed it with rice and picked it up and ate it clean and shiny, just like washing it with water.

The food was eliminated, but Qin Shao was still a little unsatisfied. He wiped off the oily foam at the corner of his mouth and praised Xiahou An without any stinginess: "Young master, I really want to hide it. I like delicious food in my life and dare not say anything about the delicacies of mountains and seas, but I also eat eight or nine out of nine restaurants and wineries in Chang'an City. Until today, I know what the real worldly delicacy is!"

"Young Master, I can guarantee that you have such skills. Looking at the entire Chang'an City, you can't find a second one!"

Qin Shao swears to the fullest.

If he was asked to evaluate Xiahou An's cooking skills, it would be one word: Awesome!

"Brother Qin, are you trying to encourage me to open a restaurant?"

Xiahou An quipped.

Qin Shao had this idea, but he could only think about it.

"The young master is now the Yulin Lang in the palace. He has a noble status and naturally he cannot do anything in the market anymore. But today I tasted the delicious food made by the young master. How can I swallow other foods in the future? The food is tasteless!"

Qin Shao exclaimed in grief.

Unfortunately, my ideal is not to be a chef... Xiahou An looked at Qin Shao, who was like a drama actor, and brought the topic back to normal: "Since Brother Qin is here, let's talk about the important things."

After hearing this, Qin Shao also put away his previous heartache and listened carefully.

Although Xiahou An was young, he was always the superior assigned by Cao Cao.

Cao Ang also pretended to look over casually.

"I have just arrived in Chang'an for a while. The informant in the city has only seen you, but this is not important. I think the most urgent thing is to find a way to rescue Huangfu Song who was trapped in prison."

Xiahou An said slowly.

With Bian Rang's letter of introduction, it is very feasible to become a student of Huangfu Song.

Xiahou An doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

If you do not rely on the reputation of others, it will be difficult to make a name for yourself with his qualifications.

Dong Zhuo's thighs are easy to hold, but unfortunately, Demon King Dong has a bad reputation. If he is with him, he will sooner or later be labeled as a lackey and hawk, and it will be difficult for him to look up in his life.

In this era, status is very important.

Although Qin Shao did not understand why Xiahou An was eager to rescue Huangfu Song, Huangfu Song was a famous general of the dynasty, with great military achievements and respected by thousands of people. If he could be rescued from prison, it would be a righteous act.

Qin Shao thought about it and gave his own opinion: "Huangfu Song is now in prison in the Tingwei Mansion, where he is very cautious. With our staff alone, there is no hope. He has to think of other ways."

Xiahou An nodded in agreement, but Dong Zhuo ordered the arrest. Unless Dong Zhuo let go, even the emperor's edict might not be effective.

"If you want Dong Zhuo to change his mind, you can only make his confidant speak out."

Qin Shao pointed out that the civil servant group under Dong Zhuo had five main confidants: Dong Min, Li Ru, Ding Gong, Cai Yong, and Wang Yun.

Dong Min is Dong Zhuo's younger brother, Li Ru is his son-in-law, Ding Gong is the minion who deposed the Shao emperor, and Cai Yong is a great scholar in the country.

As for Wang Yun, he is best at catering to Dong Zhuo's wishes.

After listening to Qin Shao's analysis, Xiahou An slightly looked at the head.

It seems that I have to take the time to visit Wang Situ in the past two days.

Others don’t know Wang Yun’s background, but Xia Houan knows it very well.

After some discussion, Xiahou An decided to hold on to his troops first. Anyway, there is no hope for a head-on fight, so let's see if he can find an opportunity and convince Dong Zhuo.

After seeing Qin Shao off, Xiahou An looked at the sky and guessed that the time was almost the same, and it was time to go to the palace to pay.

After verifying the talisman at the palace gate, Xiahou An entered Yulin Garden from the sideways, took the armor in the storage room and picked up the long spear that was a long piece higher than his head.

After wearing it neatly, it looks decent.

As soon as he came out, many eyes were cast, and Yulin Lang nearby was looking at him.

The bolder ones even came up and asked directly: "New?"

Xiahou An looked at these young boys in armor and was not afraid, and nodded.

"Where is my hometown?"

"Qiao County."

"Where is Qiao County?"

"Qiao County is here..."

Xiahou An was about to answer, but suddenly heard a loud shout: "Get together!"

Looking at it, it turned out to be Zhang Ziyu from yesterday.

Zhang Ziyu's arrival made the originally noisy venue quiet suddenly. The Yulin Lang, who were chatting in groups of three or five, quickly gathered and consciously arranged in four rows.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be afraid of Zhang Ziyu...

After the team was integrated, Zhang Ziyu called Xiahou An to the front and said to a group of Yulinlangs: "I will introduce you to a newcomer..."

Zhang Ziyu looked at Xiahou An. Xiahou An immediately took the conversation, hugged a fist, and said carelessly: "Brothers, Xiahou An, Qiao County, please give me some advice."

After clicking the number of people, it is approaching Mao hour.

As the General of the Yulin Central Army, Li Meng was basically the boss and threw all the affairs of Zhang Ziyu except for the first few days.

Under the leadership of Zhang Ziyu, the Yulin Lang and others walked towards the Emperor's Palace.

Outside the Qingliang Hall.

When he saw the Yulin Army who came to change the duty, the armored man living outside the hall greeted him: "Oh, are you here to work?"

Tiger Ben is translated as a warrior who runs through wild beasts like a tiger.

Unlike the good sons of the six counties, Hu Benlang mostly originated from the army.

If the Yulin Army is the rising sun, the future is promising; then the Hu Ben Army is definitely the scorching sun at noon, fierce and violent.

Moreover, the group of Hu Benlang on duty now is no longer the original team, but the confidant Dong Zhuo specially selected from the Xiliang army at the suggestion of Li Ru.

The leader is the general of the Hu Ben, the man who just greeted them.
Chapter completed!