After redemption, he took away the luck of the future queen

The three of them finally finished the meal, and Pian He took them to another place to inquire about the news. This time they chose Ruyi Teahouse, which was only ten steps away from Dongsheng Restaurant.

Dashan: "Pianheng, if you want to inquire about the news, I will ask you by the way tomorrow when I am entertaining customers. We really don't need to come here."

This Ruyi Tea House seemed to be on par with Dongsheng Restaurant in terms of quality. It was a place they shouldn't come to.

Guozi had long been attracted by the quiet and elegant atmosphere of this Ruyi Tea House, and followed Pian He inside in a daze.

"Cousin, it's hard for us to come to the county town. It's always necessary to go out and see the world." Pian He thinks that there are some news that cannot be found at roadside stalls.

After hearing what Pian Huan said, Dashan shut up and walked inside, turning his head to look at it.

The three of them sat down and the boy came to serve tea. Pian Huan glanced at Dashan and signaled to him, boy, it's your turn to appear.

Dashan received Pianheng's eyes and looked at the boy leisurely: "Three cups of Biluochun."

After all, Dashan had worked as a boy beside Hu Jiafeng, so he had some vision. He had tasted Biluochun once or twice, and he knew that Hu Jiafeng's favorite drink was Biluochun.

When the boy heard the words "Bi Luochun", his expression became serious. He immediately ignored the ordinary clothes of the three people in front of him, his attitude became respectful, and he turned to make tea.

After pouring a cup of Biluochun for each of the three of them, as expected, the young man was stopped by Dashan.

Dashan imitated Hu Jiafeng's demeanor and took a sip of tea. His demeanor changed. He raised his head and asked the waiter directly: "I don't know which restaurant in the city has better food?"

The boy was frightened by Dashan's demeanor.

"My guest, there are two restaurants in the city that serve delicious food. Don't go there. One is the Dongsheng Restaurant next door, and the other is the Keting Pavilion on East Street. The owner of the Dongsheng Restaurant is a senior official in the capital. Son-in-law, if you want to taste the taste of the capital here, you can’t go wrong with Dongsheng Restaurant. The owner of the Keting Pavilion is the brother-in-law of the county magistrate. The dishes in it are all authentic Yushan County specialties, which are also unique and have a unique flavor."

The young man directly changed the phrase "he is the brother of the county magistrate's concubine" to the county magistrate's brother-in-law, because that's what outsiders called the owner of the Keting Pavilion.

After hearing this, Guozi hissed slightly and secretly wondered why the meal was so expensive. It turned out that what they ate was from a restaurant in Beijing.

Dashan also felt at this time that the meal just now was expensive for a reason, because it cost Pian Huan money.

After inquiring about the news, Pian He and the other three drank tea and returned to their residence.

The next day, Pian He and the others set up their stall in an open space not far from Dongsheng Restaurant.

Looking at the county government office diagonally opposite, Dashan felt extremely at ease, and Guozi followed him out.

Today is the same as yesterday. There was no business at first. At noon, more and more people started to come in and out of Dongsheng Restaurant and the county government office opposite. Only then did Pianheng’s stall start to gain business, with two tables. All seats were full at once.

Cheng Linwen, the owner of Dongsheng Restaurant, was walking towards his restaurant at this time. At this time every day, if he was in Yushan County, he would come to the restaurant to order some meat and check the business of his restaurant.

When Cheng Linwen passed by Pian He's stall, he turned his head and took a look inadvertently. He happened to see a customer at the stall picking up a piece of cold skin with chopsticks and putting it in his mouth. With just one look, he was attracted.

What did that person eat?

Crystal clear, wide and long, he has traveled around for many years and has seen a lot of things in the world, but he has never seen this kind of food. Being unique and keen, he soon realized that this was a new food that was very popular. I was eating new food, but the only two tables were packed.

After Cheng Linwen walked into his restaurant, he immediately asked the shopkeeper to buy him a bowl. He wanted to try it.

The shopkeeper of Dongsheng Restaurant is a bit chubby and of medium height. He seems to be born with a smiling face. You don’t even have to look carefully to find that he and Cheng Zhidong are carved from the same mold, except that he is fatter than Cheng Zhidong. , older.

After a while, the shopkeeper came back with a bowl of Liangpi, with a smile on his face: "My boss, this is the last bowl of Liangpi. The owner of the stall said that only forty bowls of Liangpi will be sold today. The boss's luck will be good no matter where he goes." , this last bowl can be caught up by the boss, the old slave is really following the right person."

"This food is called Liangpi." Cheng Linwen said to himself, took the Liangpi, and picked up the chopsticks. He had long been accustomed to the shopkeeper always flattering him in a new way when encountering problems. As long as the shopkeeper is capable and does things properly, the restaurant will be happy every year. He can make profits every year, but he never cares about being sweet, foul-mouthed, and stupid.

Before putting down his chopsticks, Cheng Linwen first smelled the cold skin in the bowl and smelled a sour smell. Then he saw the wide and translucent cold skin in the bowl. He thought it was quite strange and couldn't help but want to try it, but he didn't move his chopsticks. Just smelling this bowl of cold skin can make him move his index fingers and produce saliva under his tongue.

Cheng Linwen swallowed the saliva in his mouth and sighed, how many years has it been?

How many years have passed since I lost interest in the food that came to my mouth?

He couldn't even remember.

In his memory, drooling over food was something that only happened when he was a child.

He only eats three meals a day to complete the task. He has never felt that anything is delicious or not delicious. He attributes this change in himself to the fact that he has never seen any delicious food in his half life. He had eaten it before, so he didn't care much.

But now, he doesn't think so anymore. The reason why he hasn't been interested in food for so many years is entirely because he hasn't encountered the food that makes him drool.

Cheng Linwen was feeling excited and a little sad at the same time. He had opened more than one restaurant, but he didn't make food that would make him drool when he saw it.

With such a mood, Cheng Linwen picked up the cold skin in the bowl with his chopsticks and ate it one bite at a time. He felt that the cold skin in his mouth was smooth and chewy, and it was very refreshing and appetizing. After one bowl, he wanted to come back again. bowl.

At this time, he felt that what he was eating was not Liangpi, but the taste that made him drool and want to eat it when he was a child.

"Go and find out who are the people selling Liangpi? Are there other people in the county who are also selling Liangpi?" Cheng Linwen looked serious, because he suddenly came back to his senses and remembered, this Liangpi , there is none in the capital, and there is a high probability that there is none in the palace.

"Yes, boss." The shopkeeper respectfully accepted the order and left.

Cheng Linwen sat there, staring blankly at the empty bowl, feeling an inexplicable impatience in his heart.

Outside Dongsheng Restaurant.

Pian He and others are closing the stall. Today they sold out forty bowls of cold skin safely. Dashan feels very at ease. He has not encountered any gangsters, so it is extremely wise to set up a stall in another place.