That night, Adrian Tang took a carriage to the Marshal's Mansion for a banquet.
There is a lot of yellow sand in the northwest. Even in August, the sky is still full of sand. People have to wear thick clothes and wrap their hair with scarves to resist the yellow sand blowing from the north. When Adrian Tang arrived at the Marshal's Mansion, it was not yet dark, and there were still a few points of residual light shining down from the west. Li Jingde used an iron skewer to hold a huge and fat yellow cow and roasted it over the flames.
The firelight illuminated General Li's bearded face, making his eyes look bright and focused.
The servant reminded him that Adrian Tang was coming, and Li Jingde raised his head. He waved his hand and said, "He is finally here. See this cow? This is picked by the general himself for you. Do you like it?"
It's not that people in the Song Dynasty don't allow people to eat beef, but Adrian Tang has been in this era for many years. He knows very well that the Xixialou he opened specializes in selling shabu-shabu beef, but he has never seen anyone eat a whole roasted cow.
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