Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 107

The taste of fried vegetables is fatal to Tang people who have never eaten it.

"There is such a delicious food in this world?!" After taking a bite of food, everyone was stunned.

My group of people can be regarded as the highest group in the Tang Dynasty. Not to mention that they have tasted all the delicacies in the world, at least they have tasted almost all the famous ones.But the taste of this fried dish is far better than any food I have eaten before!

A unique salty aroma lingers in the tongue, coupled with the taste of some unnamed spices, which makes these people feel that the food of the previous decades has been in vain.

"This dish is too fucking delicious!" Yu Chigong muttered while staring at the bulls.

"Today I'm lucky enough to taste this fairy food, and I will have no regrets in this life." Fang Xuanling smacked her lips, and sighed to her good friend Du Ruhui.

"What Xuanling said is true, this dish is really worthy of the delicacy of immortals." Du Ruhui nodded in agreement.

"Second brother, how do you think this dish is so delicious?" Yuchi Gong said to Qin Qiong who was beside him, but just after he finished speaking, he was stunned.

I saw Qin Qiong was eating stir-fried vegetables without saying a word, his appearance was gentle, but the speed in his hands was not slow at all.

"En." Qin Qiong responded without raising her head, and quickened her movements.

After all, there are not many opportunities to eat Wang Yin's delicacies.

Yu Chigong, who came back to his senses, found that, except for himself, Fang Xuanling and the other civil servants, everyone else was eating fried vegetables with one chopstick after another.Realizing that something was wrong, Yu Chigong hurriedly stretched out his chopsticks, only to hear the sound of the chopsticks colliding with the plate.

After all, there were only five cooks, which was far from being able to feed these two and thirty people at a fast pace. In addition, Wang Yinong's plates were originally small, with only two or three chopsticks per person, so the first batch of dishes was gone.

Looking at the empty plate, Yuchi Gong wished he could slap himself twice: "It's okay, sigh, it's gone now!"
It's okay if I didn't eat it before, but now after taking one bite, my mouth is full of that aroma, and suddenly there is no second bite, and the glutton in Yu Chigong's stomach immediately started to rebel again.

"Boy Wang Yin, you are too stingy, there is not enough food for such a small order." Yu Chigong complained directly to Wang Yin.

"What's the hurry, I don't care if you eat enough today." Wang Yin said lightly: "There are only five people in the back kitchen, how fast can it be?"

"The dishes in General Wang's hometown are indeed extraordinary." Li Jing murmured, recalling the taste in his mouth.

"In the future, the title of the No. [-] restaurant in Chang'an City will be General Wang." Changsun Wuji looked at Wang Yin and said with a smile.

Seeing his expression, Wang Yin immediately became vigilant: Why does this fat man look so unkind when he smiles. . .

"My dear friends, don't forget that Wang Yin owns a restaurant, not only this food." Li Shimin said with a smile looking at the jug on the table.

"That's right, that's right, good food and good wine are enjoyable." Cheng Yaojin quickly picked up the jug and poured a glass for Li Shimin.

Only then did everyone realize: Yes, this is a restaurant.How can there be no wine?
Especially after tasting the stir-fried vegetables just now, everyone's anticipation for this wine has reached its peak: such a delicious dish, this wine must not be bad!
And some people who went to Cheng Yaojin's house to drink wine before reacted immediately, and instantly understood what the wine inside was.

Thinking of this, these people suddenly felt that the wine bugs and gluttons in their stomachs had formed an alliance. . .

When Cheng Yaojin filled Li Shimin's glass, everyone took turns filling a glass for themselves.

"My loves, please." Li Shimin raised his glass and signaled to everyone.

"Your Majesty, please." Everyone also picked up their glasses.

"Boy Wang Yin is too stingy, it's okay if there are few dishes, and the wine glass is so small." Yu Chigong complained inwardly while looking at the wine glass in his hand.

He is not the only one who holds the same idea, which one here is not a fighter who has been tested by alcohol?As far as Wang Yin's cup seemed to them, it was indeed too little.

Seeing Li Shimin drank all the wine in the glass, Wang Yin thought, "Damn it" at that time: This guy has such a bad heart, he even cheated his own courtiers.

Sure enough, after drinking a glass of wine, except for Cheng Yaojin Qinqiong and a few people who had drunk it, everyone else frowned and laughed.

Military generals and some civil servants who usually socialize a lot are better, some civil servants who can hardly drink and people who don't like socializing very much like Wei Zheng are miserable, and they almost couldn't catch their breath with their necks stuck there.

Seeing Yuchi Gong's expression of staring with his neck straightened, Cheng Yaojin's heart immediately felt dark. . .

After a while, these people let out a sigh of relief, came back to their senses, looked at Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin and others who didn't change their faces, and then looked at people who were as hard-working as themselves, everyone immediately understood I was cheated. . .

But soon, after the spiciness passed, a unique aroma of wine burst out in the mouth.

"Good wine!" Everyone couldn't help admiring.

Even people like Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin who often drank it were nodding secretly at this moment.

Such fairy wine, even if you drink it for a lifetime, you will not get tired~
"It's so fucking strong!" Yu Chigong patted the table and said, then picked up the jug and poured himself another glass.

"This wine is much stronger than San Lejiang," Niu Jinda sighed, then turned to look at Wang Yin: "General Wang, isn't this pot of wine cheap?"

"It's okay, 20 guan for a pot." Wang Yin said casually.

"The price is not expensive." Li Jing stroked his beard and said.

Everyone looked at the big jug in front of them and thought: Not only is it not expensive, it is so cheap!Such a big pot probably weighs two or three catties!It's only 20 hits!No, I have to buy some when I leave later!

Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin had a look of surprise on their faces when they heard this: so cheap?Doesn't match this kid's personality at all? !

"Not this one, this one is for the interior of the restaurant." Wang Yin pointed to the glass jug on an empty table next to him: "It's that kind of jug."

When everyone heard the words and turned their heads to look, they held a grass in their hearts at that time.

Nima, this pot is full of three or four, right?Such a little sells 20 guan?
Yuchi Gong was almost thrown out by the wine glass in his hand: "Fuck, this kid is so fucking black." . .

Looking at the big wine jug on the table, and then at the small wine jug on the table next to it, everyone immediately labeled Wang Yin a 'black-hearted businessman'.

The person who was going to buy some wine and go back to drink immediately gave up this idea: it's too expensive, I can't afford it!
Wei Zheng glanced at Wang Yin secretly, and once again expressed his deep depression and regret that Wang Yin was outside the court.

"And this kind of wine needs to consume 10 guan in Baowalou to be eligible to buy a bottle." Wang Yin showed a sweet smile.

"Then how much is the stir-fried pork with green vegetables?" Niu Jinda blinked, feeling that his imagination was a bit insufficient.

"This is cheap, 5 rounds a set." Wang Yin replied.

Niu Jinda didn't speak anymore.

Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin nodded secretly when they heard the words: it's still the familiar Wang Yin.

"Wang Yin, if you set the price like this, ordinary people can't afford it." Li Shimin looked at Wang Yin and said thoughtfully.

"I didn't intend to make money from ordinary people." Wang Yin shrugged.

While talking, Wang San and the others had already brought up a new round of stir-fried dishes, this time there were more dishes than before, and each table had three or four dishes.

Smelling the tantalizing aroma of cooking, everyone stopped talking and picked up their chopsticks to continue.

Some people who can't afford to buy tiles, such as Wei Zheng, are even more ruthless in their hearts: eat, eat, eat hard, and eat poor, unscrupulous businessmen!
(End of this chapter)