"Song...Mr. Songtao!" At lunch time, shopkeeper Li saw the distinguished guests in the middle of the front hall, and hurried forward.
"Hehe, the old man is just here for dinner!" Mr. Songtao waved his hand, signaling shopkeeper Li to keep quiet.
"Zhuzi! Zhuzi!" Shopkeeper Li shouted at the top of his voice. Seeing that Zhuzi hadn't come for a long time, he muttered a few words and took Mr. Songtao and his party upstairs to the private room.
"Shopkeeper, go get busy, just invite Miss Wen!" Sheng Yaoshan said casually.
"Yes, all distinguished guests, please come and sit in Tingzhu Xiaoxiao!" Since that day, shopkeeper Li knew that Mr. Songtao didn't like extravagance.
"Zhuzi, where did you die? Go and ask Mr. Qiao, and tell me that Mr. Songtao is here!" Shopkeeper Li came downstairs, just in time to bump into the pillar that came out of the back kitchen, and he scolded him directly, and directly propped the pillar up. Master Joe's house went up.
"Which Mr. Songtao? Shopkeeper Li, why are you sweating? It's so cold?" Zhuzi didn't react for a long time.
"You silly, clumsy Zhuzi! See if I don't kick you to death!" Shopkeeper Li raised his leg and kicked Zhuzi's ass.
The center of gravity of the pillar was unstable, and a fierce man rushed out, just in time to be kicked outside the Zuixian building.
He bumped his head against something soft.
"High and high!" Outside the Drunken Immortal Tower, a green donkey sang excitedly.
"Oh! I remembered, it's the old man riding the donkey!" When Zhu Zi saw the donkey, his brain lit up, and the soles of his feet felt windy. He went straight to Master Qiao's house in a flash.
"Girl Rou, hurry up, come with me to the private room, Mr. Songtao is here, and I want to see you by name!" Shopkeeper Li rushed to the back kitchen, pulling Ruan Rou who was busy serving dishes.
"The old man is quite active!" Rourou murmured.
"Let's go! The honored guest can't afford to be neglected!" Shopkeeper Li urged.
"Old man... oh no, it's sir. Did you come alone, sir?" Rou Rou followed shopkeeper Li unhurriedly.
"Of course not. General Sheng and Mr. Ren are here, oh, and two of Mr.'s attendants, oh. By the way, there seems to be a little fat man and a thin scholar!" Shopkeeper Li recalled.
"It's dragging the family again!" Rourou smiled secretly.
"Hello, Mr. Songtao!" Rourou called out sweetly as soon as she entered the door.
"Girl, the old man is here. I don't know what delicious food you can make for us today?" Mr. Songtao narrowed his eyes. asked.
"Hehe, the little girl is really happy that sir can come. I will do my best, sir, please wait later." Gentle looked at Mr. Songtao, then looked around at the people around, and smiled. Turn around and leave.
"Rou'er, I heard that Mr. Songtao is here?" In the back kitchen, Wen Shouzheng put down his work, his face full of excitement.
"Father, go get busy, this old man is not picky eaters, just teach me!" Rourou took a plate. He picked some ingredients from the basket at random, and it seemed that he was preparing side dishes for the pot.
"Rou'er, just one plate?" Wen Shouzheng looked at it and asked.
"That's right! An old man is old, it's not good to eat too much! This plate of stir-fried delicacies is a combination of meat and vegetables, and the color, aroma, taste, and shape are complete. I will make a sour and refreshing glutinous rice noodles to ensure that the old man will have a good time eating. !
"Mr. Songtao came alone?" Wen Shouzheng asked differently.
"Father, go get busy, your pot is smoking!" Gentle urged Wen Shouzheng, then turned around and went to fry three delicacies leisurely.
Winter bamboo shoots are cut into diamond-shaped slices, shrimps are wrapped in egg white and battered, chicken breasts are fried in oil, served with sliced green peppers and fungus, the color is attractive and full of aroma.
Wen Shouzheng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and praised him again and again in his heart. It really deserves to be taught by me. If I want to cook this dish, that's all it is!
Wen Rou didn't dare to delay, quickly took a tomato, quickly cut it into cubes, grabbed a handful of beef cubes, put it into the pot with onions, and started to stir fry casually.
At the same time, in another pot, the slender and springy hand-dried noodles were gurgling and steaming.
When the noodles on this side are out of the pot, the sour saozi on the other side is also ready.
When you pour it hot, the bright red tomato sauce makes your mouth water!
"Rou'er still has this skill, hehe, I must have learned it secretly when I was making it for the beggar that day! This girl!" Wen Shouzheng glanced at it, and his heart blossomed with joy.
"Come here! Stir-fried three delicacies with glutinous rice noodles!" Rourou yelled, while pushing open the door of Tingzhu.
All the people stretched their necks, waiting for the delicious food to be served.
"Miss Laowen is here!" Ren Yue nodded his head.
"I'll come, I'll come!" Sheng Yaoshan jumped up from the stool, ran forward quickly, and helped Wenrou carry the plates and bowls.
"Sister, what are you doing delicious for lunch?" Liu Xian asked while playing with his chopsticks.
"Sister, why are you the only one serving the dishes? Don't you have to go back and forth many times to serve each one? Let me help you!" Wen Ting wanted to get up after speaking.
"Mr. Songtao, this is yours! Enjoy it slowly, I'm off to work." Rourou brought the noodles and dishes in front of Mr. Songtao, bowed her body, turned around and was about to leave.
"Hey, I said girl, what do you mean?" Mr. Songtao stopped Rourou.
"What else do you want, sir? But do you want drinks?" Rourou asked, turning her head.
"Girl, you only served me one, what about them?" Mr. Songtao pointed to the entourage on the left and right.
"Oh, sir, have you forgotten that when you accepted your elder brother as your apprentice, the little girl only promised Mr. Songtao that you could dine at Zuixianlou every day, and didn't mention anyone else?" Rourou blinked her big eyes and looked at it. everyone.
"What? Not for us?" Sheng Yaoshan was dissatisfied.
"Hehe, don't be upset, General Sheng. It's not that the little girl doesn't care about everyone. It's just that the little girl only had an appointment with Mr. Songtao that day. If everyone wants to eat something, just go to greet Zhuzi and say goodbye." money out.
"Hey, I said..." Sheng Yaoshan stretched out an arm, and just about to call out Rourou, Rourou had already gone out of sight.
"Stop shouting, he's already gone far away." Ren Yue said flatly.
"Sir, I didn't expect that I would come to eat with you today. It really is a foil! Don't bring such a thing!" Sheng Yaoshan sat down and muttered dejectedly.
"This girl! I thought she would turn over a new leaf, but she is still so tricky!" Mr. Songtao shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face, and suddenly his eyes fell on Wen Ting who was beside him.
"Boy, your sister, you go!" Mr. Songtao said casually.
"Sir, my father is the chef here, why don't you try my father's cooking skills? Come on, I'd better go and call Zhuzi here!" Wen Ting was about to show off Wen Shouzheng's cooking skills, but when he saw everyone put on a straight face, they simply smeared oil on the soles of their feet. .
Here Ruan Rou followed Wen Shou and was busy in the back kitchen. Over there, Zhuzi ran back and forth in the front hall and back kitchen, and was about to follow Wen Ting upstairs when suddenly.
"Get out of the way, let your shopkeeper come out!" A servant's arrogant voice.
"Yo, Mr. Fan!" Hearing the sound, shopkeeper Li hurried out from behind the counter, and cupped his hands at a handsome young man in a crimson-colored dress. "What brings you here?"
"Shopkeeper Li, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your business in Zuixianlou is better than before! I think you will get a lot of dividends at the end of the year!" Mr. Fan took a folding fan. He closed and tapped shopkeeper Li on the shoulder.
"Hehe, thank you Mr. Fan for your kind words." Li Zhangui said with a smile.
"Shopkeeper Li, are you planning to let Mr. Fan stand here and talk all the time?" A servant squinted and stared.
"Hey, look at my sharp eyesight. I really deserve it!" Shopkeeper Li said as he patted his face lightly, "I don't know why Mr. Fan came here today..."
"Nonsense, when you come to Zuixianlou, how can you still find a girl if you don't eat?" The servant raised his shoulders.
"Hehe, Mr. Fan, it's really a coincidence that the private room is full today. Why don't you sit here first, and I'll make you a pot of good tea!" Shopkeeper Li said, turning around and going to call the waiter to clean up. A table comes out.
"Shopkeeper Li, I think you are busy and confused, right? Mr. Fan has not been here for a while, but you have a bad memory, right? When have you ever seen Mr. Fan sitting in the front hall drinking tea? Hurry up Find a private room and come out!" The servant's face must be full of flesh, with a fierce look on his face.
"This gentleman is joking. The private room is full of respectable officials. We open the door to do business, so why are we so hard to push them away?" Shopkeeper Li was sweating as he spoke.
"Yo! Shopkeeper Li, I don't want to listen to what you say. All private rooms are famous, so what am I, Fan Jian?" Mr. Fan slapped the folding fan in his hand.
"Mr. Fan, this... small doesn't mean that!" Shopkeeper Li whispered.
"I know you have neither the heart nor the guts!" Mr. Fan tapped the folding fan in his hand again, "Forget it, since shopkeeper Li doesn't want to do sinner's business, let's do it ourselves." Mr. Fan said , the folding fan pointed forward, and a group of servants rushed straight to the private room on the second floor.
"My lord, should I clean them out one by one, or do you choose one yourself?" The servant at the head rolled up his sleeves while speaking, revealing his thorny arms.
"Let me take a look." Mr. Fan walked slowly in the aisle of the private room, looking left and right.
"This peony...it's always a peony, it's boring." Mr. Fan shook his head.
"This Begonia... is facing the street, it's too noisy and boring." Mr. Fan shook his head again.
"Lotus, green peach, lilac, spring peach... are too small to fit my eyes." Mr. Fan stopped and pointed to the smaller private rooms in front of him.
"Master, why don't you tell Lao Qiao that I will arrange another room for you next time. According to your preferences, I will go to Baihualou to get some girls to come and serve me... Hehehe, son, I heard that Baihualou has been here recently. He's a newcomer, he looks so small..." The servant's eyes were squinting, and the corners of his mouth were almost drooling.
"Nonsense! I, Fan Jian, are such a person! Really, hey, Tingzhu! This name is so elegant, I missed it before, I don't know how the scenery is like here? That's it!" Mr. Fan moved a few steps, He stopped in front of Tingzhumen.