After being forced into the palace, I became the tyrant's favorite

When everyone heard that a two-finger-sized pastry cost one tael of silver, they all felt that it was a little expensive.

There are many rich people among them. Although they are rich, their wealth is not brought by strong winds.

Some people stared straight at the pastries, and their throats rolled. Although the small and exquisite pastries are worth a couple of dollars, they cannot stand up to their newness and uniqueness.

And no matter today is over, what year and month will have to wait.

Thinking about it this way, it’s hard not to be hard-hearted, bought an osmanthus cake to try it out, hurriedly paid the silver taels, took a bite/go, it was sweet and soft and glutinous, and the taste was amazing, swallowed it again, it really had the fragrance of osmanthus, and wanted to eat it again Take a bite and look down at the bottom of the dish.

Worried that someone would discover this delicacy, he ran back immediately and spent five taels of silver in one go. This time he not only bought osmanthus cakes, but also bought some rose cakes and mung bean cakes.

Many people followed him to the mung bean cake, and someone guessed based on the color of the pastry, "Is this mung bean cake decorated with green?"

"This color is similar to the previous green cake."

"Speaking of which, the green cake is not bad, but what about the green bean cake?"

Most people just talk about it, but don't spend much money.Then they saw that the man who spent 11 taels of silver came back again. This time he bought Qidie in one go, with every kind of pastry, and not only that, he also ordered some food.

Seeing that there were not many pastries left for each of the [-] servings, several scholars were eager to try and bought a few to taste. After two or three mouthfuls, they said, "It's so delicious! It's so delicious, sweet but not greasy, clear and refreshing, Soft and fragrant."

His companion swallowed the same after hearing the words, and then immediately sighed: "It really has endless aftertaste."

"No wonder that person bought so much just now."

After the people around heard it, someone was already planning to buy it, but seeing that such a small guy was asking for a tael of silver, they felt that it was a bit expensive. They tried to bargain with Shun An who was standing aside. He smiled and said: "Please forgive me, the price is set by the owner, I am just a guy, how can I have so much power."

"Where is your boss? Take us to see him." After Shun'an finished speaking, a man shouted in a rough voice.

Shun'an frowned slightly, and said politely and distantly: "Young master, the master is seeing guests, so it's inconvenient to see you all."

"If you have any questions, you can go to the front desk and ask the shopkeeper Liu please."

Before everyone had time to speak, they heard the other party say: "Please don't block the guests who are standing in front of the guests who want to taste."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was ashamed for a while, and they gave way one after another to let the people who came later come forward.

A lot of Zhaohua girls came from behind, they were dressed decently, followed by maids, they looked like ladies from wealthy families, but these ladies were all wearing veils, so they couldn't see their real faces clearly, but just by looking at the maids who served them, you could tell They are not bad looking.

Some men couldn't help thinking about it.

Several ladies came to Shun'an, looked down at the cakes in front of them, and one lady said: "These cakes are really beautiful, I think they are even more beautiful than those in the palace."

The lady at the side interrupted her with a smile, "You little girl, and you have never eaten in the palace, how do you know it is better than the ones made in the palace?"

The girl called the little girl smiled playfully. Although she was wearing a veil, her sweet voice still attracted the admiration of many men.

Everyone guessed which lady in Kyoto it was.

And the lady next to her is even more reminiscent.

"My little brother, how can I buy this dim sum?" The little girl asked very boldly.

"Miss, these pastries are worth one tael per plate." Shun'an said politely.

"Why is it so expensive?" The little girl frowned and complained, she sneaked out tonight, she didn't have many monthly appointments, and her mother used to pay more, since she was playing wild, she made various deductions.

Previously, she had spent more than half a month's money on the purchase of admission tickets, and the rest of the money was spent on Roush members.

The amount of money she could carry with her when she sneaked out tonight was pitifully small. Now that she heard the price of these pastries, she could only look at them and swallow.

Shun An was stared at by Qiu Tong, as if he didn't see it, and only patiently explained the pastries.

Beside the two ladies, there are several other girls, whose family background is not as good as the girl with the blue skirt, these people have not spoken, Meimu has been looking at these pastries, Shun An noticed that they swallowed their saliva several times .

I want to eat very much.

But the people they supported didn't speak up, and it was hard for them to take it.

Fortunately, the carefree girl asked, "Hey, can you only pay a deposit here? I want ten pastries, and you can send someone to deliver them to me."

"Oh, I'm the second lady of the Ren family."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of hissing voices from the crowd.

The Ren family is basically unknown in the capital. Although he is not as rich as the Yang family and the Xu family, he still has more say than ordinary rich people.

Moreover, they were considered big men in the northwest area. Very few people knew that the Ren family grew up from Huzhou in the northwest, and later arrived in Kyoto, where they became one of the few wealthy businessmen in Beijing.

Just when everyone thought that the little brother from Minshifu would agree enthusiastically, the other party still said coldly and politely: "Sorry, the number of pastries this time is limited, first come, first served, and cannot be deducted with a deposit. At the same time, the pastries are not allowed to be taken out of the boat. .”

The pastries cannot be taken out, which makes most diners frown slightly.

Fortunately, Shun'an spoke again at this time, "These pastries are all made by my boss himself. The quantity is limited, and there are only [-] servings of each, so everyone eating and drinking at Huafang can be regarded as some thin noodles for our boss."

Oh, it turned out to be less.

No wonder you can't take it out.

Everyone didn't think too much about what the owner of Minshifu made. Even if they thought about it, it was just a few people who had a good relationship and chatted with each other.

"I don't know who this owner is who can make such delicious food?"

"So ingenious and ingenious, I think it's a girl."

"No, Xiaosheng thinks maybe that little brother deliberately lied to us. Xiaosheng has never seen a owner who cooks himself."

Several scholars felt that it seemed to be the same thing when they heard it.

Before the pastry, the bold little girl had no choice but to ask the woman next to her for help, "Sister Yang, can you pay the silver taels for Rong'er first, I am in a hurry to go out today, and forgot to bring my purse, and Rong'er will send someone to deliver it someday."

"Sister Rong, you're being polite, just take whatever you like, I still have some money like this."

Ren Yuerong immediately smiled brightly, "Then Rong'er will thank Sister Yang."

"It's not a big deal."

Then she picked a few of each under the eyes of everyone, and asked the servant girl to take it to the front of the stage to pay, then she turned her eyes to Sister Yang beside her, and asked curiously: "What is Sister Yang looking at?"

"This flower is very strange." Miss Yang said, "I have never seen such a painting with saturated colors, these seem to be full of life, and you can see the folds, it really looks like a real painting, I don't know where it is. made by a master?"

Shun An was also a little surprised when he saw these paintings before, these paintings are really too realistic/real.It was only after asking the master that he understood what was going on, but now he heard someone praise the master, he also felt a sense of pride.

"Brother, do you know which master made this painting?" Ms. Yang asked dignifiedly and politely.

"To be honest, this was done by my boss."

Hearing this, both Ms. Yang and Ren Yuerong were astonished, as if they didn't believe that someone who could draw a painting comparable to traditional Chinese painting would be able to run a restaurant. After all, in the eyes of literati, businessmen often have no elegance.

Shun'an didn't seem to see the disbelief in their eyes, and just said to everyone: "Everyone, these paintings are made by my master, and my master named them specimen paintings."

"These paintings match the cakes and the content on the rice paper below. You can take a closer look. If you think it's good, you can bid for it at the auction later."

Shun'an finished what he wanted to say, and didn't care how they talked.

Just when these people were going to buy a piece of pastry to try first, they found that there was no pastry on the table!

Eighty pastries were swept away in one fell swoop!

Those who didn't eat it regretted it, so they could only stand aside and admire the paintings.

Obviously, they could see the difference of these paintings at a glance. There are two paintings hanging on each pastry, but the styles of the two are completely different. The top one is an ink painting, while the bottom one is a saturated color painting. , even a little blemish can be clearly seen in the painting.

The painting simply surprised them.

How is it possible that someone could draw such a lifelike painting?

Even if the national master came, he might not be able to complete it.

All these people wanted to know the painters for a while, and some even approached Shun'an or Qingliu to inquire about the prices of these paintings.

Both of them answered with the same caliber, they couldn't find another shortcut to buy paintings, so everyone had to start with the auction, so those who finished eating pastries and food in a while asked when the auction would start.

The word auction is very new in Dachen, not to mention ordinary people, even Ye Chu has never heard of it. He listened to the crisp voices of the people around him, and signaled these people to empty the main room on the second floor according to Wen Yao's idea, and specially Used as the venue for this auction.

After a while, the second floor was cleaned up.

The short-term workers were very fast, and according to Wen Yao's intention, they simply arranged the second floor.

Wen Yao arranged it according to the auctions of later generations, with long tables and floppy tables.

After they were ready, they sent people to pick up eight specimen paintings, and when everything was ready, they informed Zhou Yun to let the guests go up to the second floor.

As soon as Zhou Yun showed up, everyone saw it and asked, "Boss Zhou, do you have any pastries?"

"This rose cake is so delicious, I want to eat it again." A man shouted.

"Why did you take away the painting just now?"

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