I opened a restaurant in ancient times

This dish called Mala Tang was made by others before him. The thick white soup in the bowl is filled with red oil and chopped green onion, and the fragrance wafting from it can be spread ten miles away.

Seeing that everyone in this shop is eating in full swing, everyone has no time to speak, and their mouths are full of food.

Xie Qianshu thought, such a delicious and spicy taste should make him order this with confidence.

When the food was finally ready, Xie Qianshu had been sitting aside and waiting for some time, surrounded by the smell of the food all the time, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, wanting to taste this food quickly.

After a while, someone ate the steaming hot food.

In the three-flavored Malatang, the aroma wafted from the soup. He swallowed, picked up the chopsticks in his hand, and said to Zhu Guang beside him, "Sit down and taste it too, don't just stand there."

Zhu Guang hurriedly put down the things in his hand, sat on the side as the young master said, picked up the chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Young master, if you want to eat here, I bought it for you and sent it to the yard to prepare for the provincial examination." yes."

"All right, all right." Xie Qianshu hurriedly interrupted him, turned forward, and said, "Eat quickly, no matter how much you eat, you won't be able to block your mouth?"

They grew up together since they were young, and Zhuguang was even less particular about etiquette than he had seen.

As Xie Qianshu spoke, he looked down at the various things in the bowl. This Mala Tang had all kinds of ingredients before.

He flipped through the bowl, and there were not only various fungi and mushrooms in the bowl, but also tofu, various meatballs and green leafy vegetables, and various other things that he didn't know what they were.

He picked up a chopstick to see through the white powder, feeling a little puzzled, this thing looked like no one in the county school had ever seen such a food.

With suspicion, Xie Qianshu put the chopstick powder into his mouth.The entrance is soft, smooth and refreshing, the powder is only a few times in the mouth, and then it goes down the throat and into the stomach.

As soon as he took a bite of his stomach, a slight spicy taste came to his mouth. This taste made his tongue salivate and made Xie Qianshu's stomach growl even more loudly.

He didn't have the mood to talk to Zhuguang any more, he ate all the food in one go, even the last soup.

Not only this powder, but also the rest of the ingredients are processed very well. Not only is the spicy, delicious and refreshing, but also makes this bowl of Malatang no longer ordinary.

Although the ingredients in it are not the ordinary ingredients, it makes the bowl have a refreshing aftertaste.

In this weather, after eating a bowl of hot Malatang, Xie Qianshu wiped his face with a handkerchief.

Just as he was about to speak, he glanced at the cup at hand out of the corner of his eye. This cup was made of bamboo more than usual, and the edge of the cup was worried that it would scratch his lips.

It should be used to quench your thirst with aged vinegar that has been put for a long time.

He picked up the cup, put it on his cheek and smelled it, a sour-sweet smell came straight to him, he had eaten a bowl of Mala Tang just now, and he was thinking of drinking water to quench his thirst at this moment. With this taste, the mouth began to secrete water again.

Putting it near his mouth, he took a sip carefully, originally he was worried that the water would not taste good, but the instant the sour plum soup entered his mouth, he instantly dispelled the thought just now.

How can this sweet and sour, sweet but not greasy taste be bad?Take a sip, the heat will disappear completely, and it will be cool and refreshing.There is not only the sweet and sour taste of ebony plums, but also the sweetness of rock sugar. After drinking this small cup of sour plum soup, Xie Qianshu swallowed, and said to Zhu Guang, "Do you want this cup of sour plum soup?"

Zhu Guang was lowering his head and concentrating on eating Malatang, while being stuffed into his mouth. At this time, his mouth was full, and he could only answer Xie Qianshu with "uu huh".

"Okay, okay, let's continue to eat yours!" Xie Qianshu hurriedly stopped him, took another cup of sour plum soup from the side, drank it all in one gulp, smashed his mouth, he got up and went to the counter.

Jiang Yuan was standing aside to collect the money, Zhao Heng was busy a little further inside, and both of them were busy walking around.Zhao Heng turned around to let Brother Yuan sit and rest for a while.

These foods sold so well, he also felt very happy in his heart, it was not in vain that it took him a long time to make the soup base, and he spent several days preparing it.

The base soup is made by buying bones and specially hanging the broth, so the soup is thick and white, extremely fragrant, and has a unique taste.Zhao Heng can guarantee that this taste will not be tasted in any other food shop except their You Yishun.

Before he could say anything, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man coming towards him.He hurriedly put down the work in his hands, and asked, "This guest, do you need anything?"

This person's identity is not simple, but as long as he entertains well, no matter how big a nobleman is, he can't bully ordinary people for no reason. It's not like being an ordinary guest.

"Is there any more of this?" Xie Qianshu raised the wooden cup in his hand and said to Zhao Heng.

"Yes, yes." Zhao Heng turned around, took a kettle, and said, "Your customer, are you a kettle? These two prices are different."

After thinking about it for a while, Xie Qianshu said: "Let's just have two cups. If you have too much, you won't be able to finish it." He just ate a big bowl of Malatang, but now his stomach is still full, and he can't drink much at all.

"Okay." Thinking that the identity of this guest might not be simple, Zhao Heng took a smaller teapot, filled it up, and handed it to him with both hands: "You take it."

Xie Qianshu took it, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, the food in your family tastes very good. I wonder if I can buy some of this sour plum soup to take away?"

"Yes, but the weather is hot. This sour plum soup can't be kept too foamy. You must pay attention to it. Children with weak stomachs should not drink this kind of soup."

"Is there still such a saying? I will write it down." Xie Qianshu nodded and continued: "I want ten cups, and I will take them away later."

This sour plum soup was bought with good quality ebony plums, added with hawthorn rock sugar, and it took several hours to cook. The taste is naturally not bad. In just a short while, several people came to ask, and this man was not the first to ask.

Xie Qianshu had completely forgotten about the bet at this moment, all he could do was remember to bring some more food back home, and when he returned home, he would definitely eat as much as he wanted.

At this time, he only hated that his food intake was too small, and after only one bowl, he couldn't eat other food.Looking at the names of various foods written on the wooden sign next to him, he couldn't help swallowing, and made up his mind that he must try it next time.

Xie Qianshu and Zhuguang reluctantly left Youyishun. Today they had a gambling contract and other things that their father ordered, so they can no longer waste time here.

Watching them leave, Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief. It's better not to come to such a big man in the future, who knows when they will get into trouble.

You Yishun is busy here, but they don't know that it is not far from You Yishun, another food shop on Queqiao Street.

The old man from San De Restaurant spoke because he had followed his order and inquired about the newly opened restaurant "You Yi Shun" not far away, and found that he was talking about the situation there.

Because this family has become much more depressed, looking at the few guests in the lobby, Wang Hongyou couldn't help feeling resentful.

Their Sande restaurant is a tie, they just opened the store, so they are disturbed and have no peace!

Seeing the mouth of Xiaoer in front of him kept opening and closing, Wang Hongyou couldn't help feeling a little irritable. He patted the table beside him and said.

"Okay, you go to work first, don't be an eyesore here." Wang Hongyou waved his hand impatiently, motioning for him to leave.

Xiao Er didn't speak, and left with his head down. It was the first time for Mr. Wang to do this. He has worked here for a long time, and he already knew his virtues.

Wang Hongyou saw that Xiao Er bowed his head and left without speaking, not at all as bad as their century-old store, so he spat and turned his head to the back wing.

This restaurant named You Yishun stole his business and came back again.As soon as his eyes rolled, he had an idea in his mind.

Now that he had made up his mind, he stuffed the money bag into his sleeve and left the San De restaurant through the small door in the backyard.

Anyway, it's not busy now, so it's okay if he's not here, and there are cooks and Xiao Er here, no matter how unsatisfactory they are, they can leave Jia with peace of mind.

He came to a courtyard with ease and knocked on the door.The wooden door opened with a "squeak", and a young man opened the door. The man rubbed his hands and said, "What's the matter? Don't come if you don't have money!"

"I have money, I brought it this time!" Although Wang Hongyou put on a smiley face towards him in his heart, because he asked him for help, Wang Hongyou took it from his sleeve and said flatteringly: "Look, look, brought."

"En." The man took it, weighed it in his hands, and said with satisfaction: "What can I help you with?"

"Help me to a restaurant..." Wang Hongyou whispered to the man, his voice getting lower and lower.

After finishing his last meal, Zhao Heng finally had time to rest. As soon as he entered the backyard, he found that one day, he brought some children, Cheng Lang and the others were older and would not cry willfully.

But Zhao Heng is now a little worried about those young people who have wandered for many days and finally stopped, wondering if they will be depressed.In order to coax these children, Zhao Heng also specially took the hawthorn that was supposed to be made into sour plum soup, and made them candied haws.

Because it is of excellent quality, all of them are red and bright, which looks very gratifying.

Holding five candied haws in his hand, Zhao Heng walked into the backyard.Cheng Lang and the others are his turn to rest.

Seeing Zhao Heng coming in, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, stopped the broom in his hand, and said to Zhao Heng, "Is there anything I need to help with? I'll trouble you to come here." thing.

Zhao Heng smiled, and took out my newly made candied haws, one for each of you. "

Hearing what he said, Cheng Lang quickly waved his hands and refused, "How can this work? We eat and drink here. We are already very grateful for your willingness to let us stay. How can we still eat the food we want to buy and sell?"

"It's okay." Zhao Heng looked at his young and old candied haws and stuffed them into his hands, and said, "You're still a kid, just take it and eat it, it doesn't cost money."

The boss had already said so, and it would be inappropriate for him to refuse. Cheng Lang blushed, lowered his head and took the candied haws, and squeezed the bamboo stick tightly with his slender fingers.

"Are they in the house?" Zhao Heng said, and was about to walk towards the house.The candied haws should not be kept too long while the weather is still hot, the outer layer of sugar coating might melt soon.

"I, I'll give it to them. I haven't had time to bathe them, and they're all very dirty now."

I was busy all day before, and there was a smell of sweat all over my body.

Besides, there is Brother Ning in the room.I always wanted to say something, but I swallowed it, and I didn't know it until now.

"Then what's the matter!" Zhao Heng didn't notice that Cheng Lang didn't notice for a while, and didn't have time to stop him.

As the wooden door was surrounded by a group of children who were growing up around the bed, he couldn't help but wonder, was there such a person among the people he brought back?Could it be that I remembered it wrong?

He turned his head and was about to ask Cheng Lang, but Cheng Lang's face was pale, his lips were pale, and his eyes were staring at him with a look of panic.

Seeing that the candied haws in his hand were about to fall to the ground, Zhao Heng quickly walked a few steps and straightened the candied haws he was about to drop: "Hold it, don't drop it, or you won't have anything to eat."

His original intention was not to fall to the ground, but Cheng Lang would drive him away, okay? "

Zhao Heng was a little dazed, he hadn't seen the face of the person on the bed clearly yet, he didn't even know who it was, why did he want to drive him away?

"Wait, I didn't say I was going to drive him away." Zhao Heng said, and walked to the bed. At this time, the children didn't know what happened, and they made way for Zhao Heng in a daze.

Looking at the man lying on the bed, his cheeks were thin and pale, he was only seven or eight years old, with a little red mole between his eyebrows, this is, little brother?

Zhao Heng turned his head to look at the two children lying on the side. These two also said that there are very few younger brothers these days. Why are there so many younger brothers around him now?

After figuring it out, now I can't figure it out, five children, three men and two little brothers.Very good, one is not bad, but who is it?

He looked at Rong Yue to get familiar with him, and he always felt that he was racking his brains on where to meet him.

Cheng Lang opened his mouth, but still didn't make a sound: "Brother."

Turning his head, he saw that Xia Zheng had his eyes closed, and whispered that there was some movement in his mouth, and hurried over to him: "I kept it from you, but he won't bother you to take care of him, I can take good care of him!"

He distributed the candied haws in his hand to several children. He didn't hear what the child said clearly, but only remembered his pale face and the corners of his lips that were about to dry.He waved his hand and said, "Cheng Lang, is he sick?"

No matter what, I invite a doctor to come back now, who the child is at first glance, and it won't be too late to talk about it when I wake up later.

Cheng Lang glanced at Brother Ning, then at Zhao Heng, and nodded hesitantly: "He has been ill for a long time, and he fell ill when I met him."

"What?" He had been sick for such a long time. In this day and age, even a common cold could kill him.Even after such a long time, this little brother also wants to live well, otherwise he might not be able to bear it long ago.

He took out a purse from his sleeve, counted some money, and said to Cheng Lang: "Do you know where there is a medical clinic? After leaving Queqiao Street, go straight and turn left. There is a medical clinic. Please come back with a doctor."

Cheng Lang turned his head to look at Ning Ge'er's face, knowing that this matter could not be dragged on any longer, he took the money from Zhao Heng's hand, and ran out the door in a hurry.

When Cheng Lang came forward, a group of children with short legs and hands were full of sadness, and they couldn't help feeling a little funny.

He smiled and said: "Hurry up and eat the candied haws in your hand, it won't taste good after a while." Due to the delay of this matter, the sugar coating of the candied haws has already melted a bit.

As if waking up from a big dream, they suddenly came to their senses, one by one hurriedly stuffing candied haws into their mouths, and they did not forget to thank Zhao Heng before doing so.

Things like candied haws, they were the best things when they were wandering with brother Cheng.

The icing of the candied haws is not greasy.One bite, the outer layer of sugar coating was broken, and the sour and sweet hawthorn inside, the taste of rock sugar and hawthorn perfectly blended together, and was swallowed between the lips and teeth.

Seeing them devouring the food one by one, Zhao Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly poured some rock sugar pear juice from the side, and gave each of them a glass.

Because there were so many Sydney pears available, this rock sugar pear juice was not sold for the time being. Zhao Heng only made some and put them in the backyard for them to drink.

At this time, it was time to close the business, Jiang Yuan sent away the last customer, but couldn't find Zhao Heng everywhere, so he closed the door of the lobby and came to the backyard.

Just now he ran out to do what he was doing like Lang Fei before, looking flustered.

Of the two bedrooms in the yard, one of them with its door wide open was the one where the little buddies lived.Jiang Yuan took a closer look, and saw that several young men and brothers were eating candied haws around Zhao Heng.

He smiled and went to the house.When he walked to Zhao Heng's side, he found a little brother.

Jiang Yuan has grown so big, and there is no beauty in ten miles and eight villages, so most people will drown.

It was just after a few younger brothers, and now another younger brother came suddenly, he couldn't help being a little puzzled, and asked Zhao Heng, "What's the matter with this kid?"

"I don't know either. Cheng Lang didn't make it clear just now, and this little brother hasn't woken up yet. But he's sick. Let's ask when Cheng Lang brings the doctor back."

"Alright, I'm not in a hurry to know anyway." Jiang Yuan looked at the little brother's chapped lips, and felt a little worried. Although he didn't know how to take care of patients, it should be very uncomfortable to have chapped lips.

He hurriedly turned around to get the cloth towel, fetched a basin of clean water, moistened the cloth towel and gently moistened his lips.

As soon as he put it on, Jiang Yuan heard that he was restless in his sleep, and the little brother was frowning and whispering these things in his mouth.

"elder brother……"

The voice was low and weak, intermittent and inaudible.He had no choice but to sit up straight again and continue to moisten his lips.

At this time, the three children next to them had already finished eating candied haws, and they were lying on the bed one by one, watching the actions of the little brother and Jiang Yuan.

Zhao Heng thought that they might know something, so he asked them with a smile: "Do you know, do you know this little brother?"

"I know you!" the little man said, "This is Brother Ning. He is very good. He saves the steamed buns for us every time."

"Then how did he get sick, do you know?"

The child shook his head, looked at the little brother on the bed, and said, "I don't know."

These children don't know much, so we still have to wait until Cheng Lang arrives and ask him.Zhao Heng stopped talking and just watched Jiang Yuan moisten his lips.

Not long after, Cheng Lang brought a middle-aged doctor over.