Just after breakfast, Zhu Zi bumped in. Together with Wen Shouzheng and Wen Wen, the three of them pushed a large cart of wine and went straight to Zuixian Tower.
"Chef Wen, your wine smells really good!" The pillar pushed the driveway.
"That's natural!" Wen Rou's eyes rolled: "Brother Zhuzi, I'm familiar with you, let's go to Zhang Luo and see if there are any other restaurants that want wine."
"It's on me!" Zhuzi agreed with all his mouth: "Shilixiang's group of black-hearted ghosts are hoarding wine and not selling it. It is obvious that they want to increase the price! We just don't buy his account. Later, I will communicate with the waiters of other restaurants. Angry!"
Wen Shou moved righteously, patted the pillar, and said: "If this wine sells well, it will benefit you!
After lunch, Zhuzi ran over mysteriously.
"Sister Rou'er, have you heard? A big man is coming to Xianyang City soon!"
"What big man?" Ruan tilted her head, waiting to hear Zhu Zi's next words.
"Hehe, let me tell you, you'll be shocked! At noon today, Zhang Yuanwai came again, saying that he was the emperor's teacher. Mr. Songtao, the great Confucian, retired from his old age and returned to his hometown. He will be in his hometown in Xianyang in a few days! Oh my goodness, This is a first-class big shot!" Zhu Zi beamed brightly, as if he had seen that great Confucian with his own eyes.
"What do you think, I already knew." Rourou curled her lips, but she was a little puzzled in her heart, never heard of this great Confucianism coming to Xianyang in her previous life
Is it a blessing or a curse for such a big man to come to Xianyang
After a busy afternoon, it was time for dinner.
Rou Rou followed Wen Shouzheng, carefully watched Fang Dashi chop and serve vegetables, and watched his father stir-fry the vegetables carefully, feeling very warm and familiar in his heart.
"Little brother, do you still have a private room?" There was a faint voice, and the clothes fluttered in the wind.
Zhu Zi was busy serving tea and water in the front hall, when he heard the sound, he looked up and saw a young man in white clothes, about fourteen or fifteen years old, standing brightly at the door.
The gate of Zuixian Tower is high and wide, welcoming visitors from all over the world.
The bright sunlight poured in from outside the door in winter, Zhu Zi only felt that today's sunlight was particularly bright, and subconsciously covered his forehead with his hand.
The young man was bathed in the light, standing tall, and dressed in white, which further accentuated his jade-like white skin and demeanor. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if spring had returned to the earth and a pool of ice water had been touched. The sunlight also seemed to shake from his wide sleeves, illuminating the entire front hall in a flash, and the clear and clear voice even more earnestly scattered all over the floor.
In an instant, all the guests in the front hall, no matter men, women, young or old, were all attracted to them. Qiqi praised in their hearts and exclaimed: What a handsome and beautiful boy!
"Guest officer, Tingzhu elegant seat on the second floor, please come inside!" Zhu Zi was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and took the young man upstairs attentively.
Tingzhu, elegant and exquisite, a large window can look at the bustling market in the south, and the stone bridge and clear water in the north.
After settling down, Zhu Zi gently withdrew and let out a long breath.
Such a handsome little brother is going to piss off women to death!
Zhu Zi thought as he walked, weighed the menu he had just ordered in his hand, glanced at it, and was stunned again.
"Chef Wen, Yajian Tingzhu's list!" Zhu Zi handed over the menu.
"Oh, where do you put it, I'll make it right away!" Wen Shouzheng didn't look up, still busy with the dishes in his hand.
"Chef Wen, this guest is a bit strange, you should be more careful about cooking! A bowl of Longjing shrimp, melon sliced lotus root, and white rice needs to be steamed with tea soup, and a pot of good Pu'er." Zhu Zi simply reported all the dishes on the menu come out.
This menu!
Could it be... Could it be him
"Brother Zhuzi, what does this guest officer look like?" The gentle voice trembled.
"He's a very handsome little brother, prettier than a girl's. By the way, he still smiles without showing his teeth, but I'm thinking... This guest officer uses tea leaves for every dish, so I don't know how yellow his teeth are!" Zhu Zi Hey he smiled, guessing maliciously.
"It's him! It must be him! This is his taste!" After listening to Zhu Zi's description, Rou Rou suddenly felt her heart beating fast and her breathing short of breath. Her hands trembled, and even the plate she was wiping nearly slipped off.
"Oh? Why are there such strange customers? The taste is really unique!" Fang Dashi took the menu and read it carefully again.
"Hmph, what's so strange about this, everyone has their own way of eating, Shitou, go to the front hall to get some water for making tea from the tea pot, and steam the rice first!" Wen Shouzheng directed.
"Father, no!" Wen Rou subconsciously stopped.
"What's the problem?" Wen Shouzheng was a little surprised.
"Father, this menu was ordered by Tingzhu's guest in the private room. I think it must be a distinguished guest. The tea in the tea pot in the front hall is brewed with offal tea scraps. The distinguished guest will be able to taste it. It is better to use fresh and high-quality tea. Soak the tea in water and cook for the guests!" Gentle said slowly, calming down.
"You girl, you don't have to spend money on good tea!" Wen Shouzheng was not happy.
"Father, the distinguished guests in the elegant room don't care about such a small amount of money. You just go and make some tea, and then you can directly add it to the food bill!" Gentle persuaded.
"That's right, Shitou, go get some good white tea from the drawer, make it ready to cook!" Wen Shouzheng waved his hand, and went to study the strange menu again.
"Father, let me help you make Pu'er tea!" Wen Wen came over with her head down.
"En." Wen Shouzheng replied.
Fang Dashi stood aside and was busy peeling the prawns. It seemed that they were preparing for the Longjing prawns.
"Rou'er, what are you doing?" Wen Shouzheng turned his head, seeing Wen Rou poured out all the Pu'er tea that had been brewed for the first time, and couldn't help frowning.
"Father, I heard brother Zhuzi say that when a rich family drinks tea, they must wash the tea first. It must be like this!" Rourou used the pillar as a shield.
"Drinking tea and still needing to wash it is really hypocritical!" Wen Shouzheng shook his head.
"Chef Wen, is Mr. Huangya's tea ready?" After a while, Zhu Zi poked his head to ask.
"Look at your mouth full of yellow teeth, how dare you talk about others!" Rourou said angrily: "Okay, you can serve it up!"
The crimson tea soup is steaming hot from the mouth of the purple clay pot, and a burst of warm fragrance is faintly emitted.
Gently and gently cover the purple clay pot.
"This tea is so fragrant!" Zhu Zi took a deep breath and said intoxicated.
"Brother Zhuzi, if the guests feel that this tea is not good, you can tell me that the back kitchen didn't prepare spring water, so you can only use well water to brew it." Wen Rou instructed.
"How can such a fragrant tea feel bad? Besides, what's the difference between spring water and well water? The tea soup tastes the same!" Zhu Zi went straight to the private room on the second floor with the tea tray in his hand.
"Brother Shitou, why didn't you pick the shrimp thread?" Ruan Rou turned to see Fang Dashi handling the prawns.
"Shrimp thread?" Fang Dashi obviously had never heard of it.
"It's the black line on the abdomen and back of the shrimp. Brother Shitou, look at the black line of this shrimp. It's so unsightly. It might affect the taste!" Gentlely pointed at the prawn in Fang Dashi's hand, thinking hard Such a reason.
If Ruan's guess is correct, the picky menu must be written by a picky young man.
And this son is none other than the young master Pian Pian who was dressed in white and on a white horse outside Xianyang City that day.
Ren Yue!
In her previous life, Wen Rou knew Ren Yue's taste quite well, she never hated fine food, and was picky by nature.
No one else in the world can order such a strange menu except him.
How come he is still in Xianyang? Why did he come to Zuixianlou again today
Gentle heart is disturbed.
024 I just want to watch you from afar