Crossing the Datang Restaurant

When the cock crowed in the morning, Rong Yushu woke up, but it was still dark outside and there was no light.

Looking at the side, Tang Guang next to him still had his eyes closed, and seemed to be watching Rong Yushu's eyes. His eyes were slightly opened, and his eyes were clear, without the bewildered look of someone who just woke up.

Rong Yushu thought about what happened last night, well, it seems that he fell asleep, what did he say before?forgotten.

He seemed a little embarrassed, that's how he was, when he was able to fall asleep, he basically fell asleep in seconds, unless he was given sleeping pills when he didn't know.

Tang Guang seemed not at all surprised why the two of them slept on the same bed, and said, "Are you awake?"

With an extremely natural tone, Rong Yushu said sillyly beside him, "Well, I'm going to get up and make breakfast."

Tang Guang made a hache, and a few strands of hair hung down very naturally, hanging on the collarbone. With the movement, he brought a sense of sexiness, and said leisurely: "It's still early, why don't you sleep for a while and then sleep again." go?"

Rong Yushu got out of bed and put on his shoes, and said while putting them on, "No, there will be no one else later, by the way, what about Uncle An?"

Tang Guang leaned against the bed, leaning against the edge of the bed, his chest showing a spring light, and said: "Generally speaking, Uncle An can't control himself, but basically there is such a law, if An Jian makes a mistake , it must be Uncle An who will come out the next day, so don’t worry, at least don’t worry today. As for the future, am I still afraid of him?”

There was a bit of disdain in Tang Guang's words, lying on the bed, Rong Yushu's eyes were shining brightly, his domineering sideways leaked.

Rong Yushu rushed to the kitchen, lit the oil lamp next to him, and began to think about what to have for breakfast.

There was still a lot of cold rice last night, all of them went to eat mutton, and the rest of the rice was wasted.

Rong Yushu looked at the leftovers, thinking about cooking some rice in the morning.

Beat the eggs and mix them into the rice, so that the scrambled rice is more even than adding the rice after adding scrambled eggs.Then add sea cucumber, squid, shiitake mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots, cut into cubes and set aside. After oiling the shrimps, stir-fry slightly, then add all the other things just now, and stir-fry until the sweet pine is salty.

There was a slight fragrance in the air gradually, and it spread from the kitchen window all the way to the outside, even Rong Yushu couldn't help swallowing.

Alara, I'm so happy, Rong Yushu kept stirring the fried rice, covered the lid next to it, and kept the fried rice hot.

Scanning around, it seems that it is not enough, but it doesn’t matter, Rong Yushu looked at it, the mushrooms were soaked just now, and the shrimps were also saved a lot, after thinking about it, I found out that the noodles I bought yesterday were the kind Some fresh handmade noodles, although they have hardened after a night, it doesn't matter, they can't eat them.

Boil the noodles half-cooked, run through in cold water, set aside, and set aside.Vegetable oil is placed in the pan, and the noodles are deep-fried until golden brown, then removed from the pan and placed on a plate.

Then put the mushrooms and bamboo shoots in the pan and stir-fry for a while, add soy sauce and drizzle with sesame oil, and pour it on the golden fried noodles. Sporadic mushrooms and fried noodles are dotted on the golden fried noodles, which looks very appetizing.

Coupled with hot mutton soup, an exquisite breakfast is complete.

Rong Yushu put the things in a bowl and took them out, but Brother Ming got up early, wrapped all the things outside, and was ready to leave at any time.

Rong Yushu put the things on the table, put the apron on the chest to block the oily smoke outside, and said to Brother Ming: "Brother Ming, wake everyone up for dinner, and then rent a car. Pick me up at Lord Zhou Fu's door, I have to go there first, I have something to ask."

Brother Ming was a little puzzled, and asked, "Have you eaten, Master?"

Rong Yushu patted the clothes on his body, shook his head, and said: "No, don't worry about me, the gate should be open now, don't worry, I should finish asking after you finish eating." Brother Ming's persuasion, he went out.

In the early morning, although the sky is not yet bright, the doors of the square are still open, and some early risers are already busy. Even the shops selling breakfast on the street are open. Smoke rose into the air, and some people were already on some tables.

Rong Yushu walked a little fast, the distance was not far away, and Rong Yushu speeded up his pace, and it didn't take long for him to arrive.

On the red lacquered door, I knocked on the copper ring on the door, and gradually hurried footsteps came from inside the door. After a while, a heavy sound sounded, the door opened, and behind it was a familiar face.

The servant was still yelling at him, but when he saw that it was Rong Yushu, his eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Mr. Rong, why is it you, so early, is there anything urgent?"

Most of the people in the Zhou Mansion knew him, and they usually knew that they had a good relationship with their master. At this time, there was nothing blocking him, and he gave up a position and let him in.

Although it is already autumn, but after walking so fast, there is still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He smiled and said, "Is Master Zhou Fu there? Get up, I came because I have something to do with him."

After hearing this, the servant hurriedly led Rong Yushu and walked inside, saying that Mr. Zhou might have just woken up, if there is something urgent, he should hurry.

Walking through the roundabout gazebo, on the bushes built by the roadside, on the dark green leaves, there is a thin mist of water, and on the leaves of orchids in the soil, there is a drop of water on the tip of the leaves.

Master Zhou Fu really didn't get up. He got up in a hurry after hearing the report from his servant, put on his clothes, and waited for a while before letting Rong Yushu in. As soon as he came in, he vomited bitterly: "Wen Yu, Master Fu, I’m old, I can’t get up so early in the morning.” It’s just a complaint.

Rong Yushu didn't care about these things, and said straight to the point: "I'm here this time to tell you something. I may have to go out for a while, about a month or so."

Master Zhou Fu was shocked and said, "Why?"

Rong Yushu told the story, to the effect that he had heard about Xueniang, and was going to Qinling to find her, and by the way, together with Tang Guang, he was looking for his master.

However, when talking about the gold picture scroll in his home, he seemed a little hesitant, not knowing where to start, and finally told the story frankly. As expected, Zhou Fu was stunned for a while.

Rong Yushu asked hesitantly: "You have known your father for a long time, do you know what happened to the statue of Sanqing?"

Master Zhou Fu looked at him fixedly, sighed again, and said, "I don't know that there is something you said in that statue, but I heard your grandfather tell about the origin of that thing."

"I heard that it is from your grandparents' generation, and it was also a gift from a friend. It is said that there was a catastrophe in the family before, and only the heirloom in the family hopes that your grandparents will help protect it. I will come to look for it when I have a chance in the future. However, due to some reasons, your friend passed away due to an accident, and there are no descendants to hand over, so your ancestors passed the things down from generation to generation, and entrusted future generations to take good care of them."

Master Zhou Fu sighed, and said: "I have also heard the story about Wang Mang's hidden treasure. After so many years, you can find it. It is your fate. It caused a fatal disaster, you must be very careful."

As he spoke, he told Rong Yushu some more, and wrote them down one by one.

"Xue Niang has always had a deep relationship with her husband. There are legends circulating in the Jianghu. It is estimated that the generation of Qinling has already been a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Although Tang Shaoqing is the minister of Dali Temple, his status in the Jianghu is not high. A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. You must go out." Be careful, be careful." Zhou Fu said several times to be careful, and was quite worried about Rong Yushu.

"Don't worry, I'm just going to join in the fun, and I won't join in if it's really dangerous." Rong Yushu promised, but before he left, he suddenly remembered something, and asked hesitantly: "Master Zhou Fu, the family ancestor Rong Bi , what did you do before?"

Master Zhou Fu's face became a little ugly, and he said to Rong Yushu: "Wenyu, since your father refuses to tell you, don't ask, but when you go out in the future, don't say that you are Rong Yushu." My descendants, if you still want to gain fame, just listen to what Master Fu said."

Rong Yushu nodded and said, "Wenyu understands. Thank you, Master Fu."

As he spoke, he walked out of the room, with a slight chill in the air, shivering, folded his arms to keep warm, paid, sighed, and went back to his room to add another piece of clothing.

When he went out, the carriage hadn't arrived yet, Rong Yushu looked around for a while, his stomach started to growl, he knew he should have breakfast before coming back.

Rong Yushu looked at the top of his head, it was already more than half of the light at this time, and counting the time, it probably couldn't be worse.

Looking at the street, there was no shadow of the carriage, Rong Yushu was moved and ran to the other side.

There is a place here that sells noodles, which has always been Rong Yushu's favorite place.The owner of this house specializes in making pasta, a kind of flour, which can make dozens of patterns for you. It is a bit exaggerated, but it tastes good and there are many people.

Rong Yushu walked to the front, took a look, rolled his eyes, pointed to the things in the drawer on the stall, and said several names, and he was a regular customer.

The owner of this store is also a regular customer, and his tone is straightforward, but Rong Yushu was a little embarrassed when paying the money. When he came out before, in order to lighten the load, he didn't have much copper coins with him at all, and it was a lot worse. Woolen cloth.

Everything was packed, Rong Yushu was a little anxious, thinking that Brother Ming should come, so he said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, wait for a while, I'll go over to get the money right away."

The shop owner was easy to talk to, and said there was no rush, Rong Yushu ran to the gate of the Zhou Mansion, and sure enough, a carriage was waiting to be dispatched, and the driver in front was A Fu.

"Brother Ming, hurry up and give me some money, I'll buy breakfast." Rong Yushu hurriedly called to Brother Ming who was in the car.

Brother Ming stretched out his head, revealing a pair of smart eyes, and said: "Young master, no need, I packed some things for you."

Rong Yushu quit, and said: "No, no, that pastry tastes very good, and it's good to take as dry food on the road."

After all, my young master is very greedy, so what can I do?Brother Ming rolled his eyes, resigned himself to his fate, took out the money bag, and gave it to the young master.

Rong Yushu hurried over there, picked up the things, paid the money, and the pasta in his hand was still hot.

Rong Yushu got into the car happily, and said proudly, "Let's go."

The wheels started rolling.

Rong Yushu opened the lotus leaf in his hand, and the steaming mille-feuille steamed cake was golden in color, exuding enthusiasm and rising up, with a faint sweet smell, which was introduced into the nose.

The steamed cakes are symmetrical, as if folded in the middle, with a total of ten layers, very soft, pumpkin flavor, fragrant and sweet, with distinct layers, soft taste, and more importantly, the shape is also beautiful.

There is also Jinsi Xiaozao lotus leaf cake, which looks like a lotus leaf, mixed with zhaoyou with red bean paste, which is also a sweet and delicious pasta.

And the baked honey meringue, bite off the crispy dough baked on the outside, and the middle is mixed with some hot syrup, which is a bit uncomfortable to burn the mouth, but the taste is excellent.

There are also plum blossom cakes and hibiscus cakes of this kind. There are so many cooking techniques that make people dazzled.

Naturally, the few people ate well and bought a lot of Rong Yushu, so it was not a problem, but they just looked at Master An who was lying next to him, with his eyes closed, and asked a little strangely: "Why is Uncle An still here?" Didn't wake up?"

Tang Guang was also a little strange. He took a bite of the honey shortbread and said inarticulately, "I don't know. My drug should have expired. Maybe it's because Uncle An sleeps too much."

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