I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Although I still have a lot of resentment towards the person who led me to the wrong road, I really have no resentment towards Tongfu Restaurant at all.

Thinking of this, he picked up another chopsticks of three delicacies.

Among the people at the table, he is the happiest.

"No matter how great it is, it's the same as the Burning Tail Banquet?" Someone glanced at him and said quietly.

The man blushed, his eyes were a little embarrassed, but his hand movements were honest, he picked up another piece of fish, and then said softly: "That's my short-sightedness."

"It's not as simple as being better than Mingyue Tower."

The chef of Mingyuelou listened to it, smiled, and patted his chest: "That's right, the craftsmanship of my teacher's shop is really good."

"I just thought that I might not be able to figure it out after a lifetime of thinking, so I thought of coming here to learn art."

The whole table suddenly turned its gaze.

Someone tilted his head back, feeling that this rough face looked familiar, and tentatively asked: "Are you the chef of Mingyue Tower? I seem to have seen you before."

The cook of Mingyuelou nodded and admitted it openly.He didn't feel that it was a shame for him to be a free laborer in Tongfu Restaurant and learn from others' skills.

He is already calling himself "Yin Xuan's apprentice".

If it wasn't for the last time, Yin Xuan looked really angry, and he wouldn't even change his title today.

A table full of scholars looked sideways at him.

It was really like the rumors that this mediocre restaurant directly convinced the chef of Mingyue Tower.

After a few more mouthfuls.

They set their sights on the pottery jug that didn't fit the style of the restaurant at all.

The food here is so delicious, the drinks can't be bad, right?
One person picked up the jug and poured a small cup for everyone, until the jug bottomed out.

Erliang is less than they thought.

But the wine is pure and small, like a mirror, it can reflect their faces.

"This wine is so clear." A person picked up the wine glass, looked straight at the liquid, and sighed with emotion.

Scholars often drink alcohol, but they have never seen such a level of alcohol in the drinks they have drunk.

Either rice wine or green wine.

Someone smelled the aroma of wine, and the wine worm writhed in his stomach. He couldn't hold back, and poured the wine into his mouth first. The wine was cold, but after it touched his tongue.

After rubbing it, it seemed as if a flame had been ignited, and the warmth flowed down the wine, heating his whole body.

The smell of alcohol rushed to his head, making his cheeks turn red instantly.

He held it back for a long time, like a raging bull venting his breath, two streams of strong alcohol came out of his nose: "Very strong wine."

Seeing his appearance, the others took a sip cautiously, like a kitten, rolled their tongues, and brought a trace of wine into their mouths, but the hot feeling did not become lighter because of the reduction of the wine.

It's just that the offensive is not so violent, and they can barely bear it.

Rao is so.

Long and short sighs such as "tsk" and "ah" are indispensable.

Several people share two or two drinks, and each person does not take more than one sip. Even if they sip lightly like a kitten, two or three sips will be empty.

Looking at the empty glass.

One person was still holding the wine jug carefully, shaking it into his own wine glass, hoping to pour out some more wine, but his hands were so sore that he didn't see even a drop of it falling.

Someone hesitated to speak, and after picking up several dishes with chopsticks, he said softly: "I think, we seem to be able to order some more drinks."

"I agree."

"I agree too."

Then a bunch of people stared and said they wanted to continue ordering wine, but how much to order became a big problem.

Scholars put it nicely, they have high social status and are intellectuals, but put it badly, before they got the first place in the imperial examination, they were a group of jobless people.

No job, no income.

Generally, they rely on the clan to help them. Most of the copper coins in their hands are used to buy books and paper. Occasionally, they write letters and copy books for others, and the copper coins they earn are not much.

"Shall we buy another three or two?" Someone asked tentatively.

Three by two
Someone picked up the wine glass, made gestures, and estimated how much three taels of wine he could share: "It's still four taels, and three taels can't drink much."

Some people agree with three liang, some people agree with four liang, arguing and quarreling.

Suddenly, a person said quietly: "Three taels of wine cost 25 Wen per person, four taels of wine cost more than 33 Wen per person, and 34 Wen is not enough."

The scholars on the table were silent for a while.

One person's face turned red: "It's really not easy to share the four taels of wine, so let's buy three taels." As he said that, he counted out 25 copper coins and arranged them on the table.

The others nodded and agreed.

"That's right, it's really not easy to share these four taels of wine equally, three taels is best."

"It was me who was negligent."

It is because of the two hundred Wen coins that the six of them can't divide them equally. They can't break the copper coins into even thirds.

It's not because the extra seven copper coins made them feel heartbroken.

After paying the money, the wine was served soon.

Several people carefully divided it equally.

A man was holding a wine glass, and the wine stained his lips. Then he put down the wine glass and licked his lips lightly: "I heard that a merchant who lives in Qinrenfang is recruiting a teacher to teach some of his children."

"In addition to the management of food and housing, there are also two monthly training sessions."

The other five people looked at this person immediately.

Someone shook his head: "Your news is outdated, and now it has risen to three times."

Sanguan!

This made the hands of the remaining four tremble a little. This is Yu Jingqiu, who weighs more than three catties.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate to teach a merchant?" A person frowned, still a little reserved.

He still cares a little about his status, the status of merchants is not high, and making friends with merchants will inevitably make people angry.

One person shook his head and said, "What's wrong with teaching a merchant's child? Can he take the imperial examination?"

The man shook his head.

"Will it affect your participation in the imperial examination?"

The man shook his head again.

"That's fine. Teaching with him, although it's not good to hear it, it won't really affect you."

As he spoke, the man paused and his voice became heavier.

"Just think about it, teaching the children of businessmen may be criticized, but it will not affect you at all, but at the same time, what you get in return is..."

He raised his glass, shook it in his hand, and took a sip.

What is being expressed is self-evident.

Merchants have never been highly regarded by others, and scholars generally do not have any contact with merchants because of their status.

If there is no special reason, this group of scholars may never have any contact with merchants in this life.

But
They looked at the clear liquid in the glass.

For the sake of drinking money, it seems that it is not unacceptable to go to teach merchants, and force myself to go to merchants' homes to eat and drink spicy food.