"Rou'er, what did Tingzhu order in Yajian today?" Wen Shou was busy finishing the work in hand, and raised his eyes to glance at Wen Rou who just came in.
"Father, they are all ordinary dishes, and they are all cooked by everyone on weekdays. Don't worry! Just leave it to your daughter!" Wen Rou said lightly.
"Oh? This nobleman in Beijing really has a unique taste. Thinking about the shark's fin and sea cucumber that I worked so hard to make, I didn't eat a single bite; the elephant pluck, hump, and bear's paw that we worked so hard to find are still alive today. Lying in the freezer, alas! Report to hear, what did the distinguished guest order today?" Wen Shouzheng stopped, leaned against the stove, pinched a braised prawn in oil, peeled the skin and stuffed it into his mouth while saying.
"The old man's simmered noodles and fried three delicacies are already served, Ren Yue's is West Lake vinegar fish with vegetables, Sheng Yaoshan's wine and meat, Ninth Prince's is two small stir-fried meat and vegetables, by the way, and brother's egg noodles! Dad , are ready-made, easy to make!" Rourou narrowed her eyes, sorted out the ingredients skillfully, and was ready to cook.
"Hahahaha!" Fang Dashi couldn't help laughing after listening to Wenrou's menu.
"Brother Shitou, what are you laughing at?" Wenrou asked casually without raising her eyes.
"Sister Rou'er, you are too funny. The names of the distinguished guests are as familiar as you and me. Besides, the Xunzi noodles... Isn't that what the master made for the beggars that day?" Fang Dashi laughed.
"Brother Shitou, this is your fault. Dad always taught us that there is no distinction between high and low food. As long as you give the opportunity, every food can show its own brilliance! The more skilled the chef, the more he can cook ordinary The ingredients are made to be extremely delicious! What’s wrong with the simmered noodles, beggars are human beings, can beggars eat it? Why can’t the old man eat it? Didn’t he say that he wanted to have fun with the people that day?” Rourou cut several vegetables in succession, slightly He frowned.
"You girl, fortunately this is a small kitchen, and the stone is not an outsider. If your words are spread, you will not be scolded to death! That old man. How can you call him an old man? He is obviously Mr. Song Tao! Besides, your brother is now worshiping Under the old man's door, you have to take good care of the old man so that your brother can have a good life! And those two young masters, don't call them by their first names in the future, it's better to call them respectfully!" Wen Shouzheng counted from the side.
"Hahahaha!" Rourou and Fang Dashi were stunned at the same time. And at the same time let out a cheerful laugh.
"Father, what did you say just now? Old man...haha..." Rourou repeated.
"You damn girl! You have learned badly from that brat Wen Ting. Look, I won't hit you!" Wen Shouzheng suddenly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He couldn't keep up his face, and he couldn't bear to actually hit him. He could only pretend to take off his shoes to scare Wen Rou.
"Hongxiu, Hongxiu..." Shopkeeper Li thought he had woken up when he heard his daughter calling, so he quickly squatted beside the bed and called out.
"Master Zizhang..." Hongxiu was still babbling with sweat dripping from his forehead, showing no sign of waking up.
"This child... must have been frightened today, and made Master Zizhang laugh at him." Shopkeeper Li felt embarrassed. My daughter, who has not yet left the court, actually calls a man's name in her dream, and this man is none other than the young master of the boss who is right in front of her eyes!
"It doesn't matter, shopkeeper Li. I'll just look at the red sleeves. You can go ahead and do your work!" Qiao Zizhang was obviously taken aback, although he was a little uncomfortable, but his expression was still calm and composed.
"Hey, then I'll go out and pour a pot of tea for Young Master Zizhang to drink." Shopkeeper Li shook his head and found a step down.
The red sleeves on the couch, the beautiful eyebrows are furrowed, the complexion is pale, and the slim body is trembling, which makes people feel pity.
Qiao Zizhang sat far away, looked over involuntarily, and trembled involuntarily.
"Don't come here...don't...Master Zizhang save me! Ah!" Hong Xiu struggled on the pillow a few times, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly with both hands, and suddenly opened his eyes in a jerk.
"Miss Hongxiu!" Qiao Zizhang ran over a few steps, thinking that something serious had happened.
The blurred vision gradually became clear, and a handsome and clever face appeared in front of Hong Xiu's eyes.
"Master Zizhang." Hongxiu called softly, then slowly lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Hongxiu was abrupt, just now Hongxiu had a nightmare." Hongxiu murmured.
"Don't worry, Miss Hongxiu, that kid Fan Jian has been beaten away, and it's safe here. In fact, I've seen that kid upset a long time ago, and I've been wanting to fix him." Qiao Zizhang comforted him with the first soft words, and then he gritted his teeth with the last sentence.
"Master Zizhang, you beat him away?" Hongxiu's big watery eyes showed surprise.
"Ah... that's right, who am I, Qiao Zizhang? A mere Fan Jian, who only has a superficial appearance, how can he be my opponent?" Qiao Zizhang paused, and suddenly put on a brave and tall look.
Since he was mistaken for a hero, he might as well carry the misunderstanding to the end! Anyway, bragging in front of Hongxiu, presumably she will not pay attention to it.
"Master Zizhang is so amazing! Hongxiu thank you, Master Zizhang, for saving his life!" Hongxiu said and got out of bed to salute.
"Hey, lie down! What are you doing? I am the young master of the boss here! Since someone is messing around with me, of course I have to do it! Red sleeve, you can relax, I am here, no one will bully you !" Qiao Zizhang quickly reached out to stop him, and continued to swear by his chest.
"Master Zizhang..." Hong Xiu turned his face to the side and lowered his head slightly.
Qiao Zizhang could see clearly that half of Hong Xiu's face was full of red clouds, and only then did he realize that in a moment of desperation, his hand had been holding onto Hong Xiu's arm, and he let it go in a hurry, his face full of uneasiness.
"Come on! Everyone's lunch is here!" Rourou yelled crisply all the way, accompanied by the fragrant heat, and entered Tingzhu with a big plate.
"Miss Wen, you are really fast!" Sheng Yaoshan helped to pick it up and praised.
"There are many stoves in the back kitchen, so I used a few more pots, all at the same time!" Wen Rou replied with a smile, not shy about it.
"Miss Wen, this big plate of beef tastes really good!" Sheng Yaoshan said, picked up a piece of dry cut beef and threw it into his mouth, chewing it.
"En, not bad, wine is also good! When I leave for the New Year, I will definitely bring some back!" Sheng Yaoshan poured himself a glass of morning dew wine, drank it all, with a happy expression on his face!
"It's this meat... Hehe, Miss Wen, I told you, don't be angry, don't cut it so thin next time, order a big piece, it's fun to eat!" Sheng Yaoshan took another piece of beef, looked at it carefully, the meat was square and thin , Very good knife skills!
"Miss Wen, don't listen to him, if you come to Shengyao Mountain next time, you can just lead the cow to eat for him!" Ren Yue gracefully took a mouthful of West Lake vinegar fish, with a calm expression.
"Ren Yue, look at the way you eat! You look like a big man, like a big girl who hasn't left the cabinet. I feel anxious for you when I see it! It means that Miss Wen is patient and good at cooking. ! Otherwise, this trip to Xianyang, you may not know where to drink!" Sheng Yaoshan was dissatisfied, and went directly to Ren Yue.
"Sheng Yaoshan, you are a rough man! It's a disgrace to the gentlemen of you to behave like this!" Ren Yue put down his chopsticks and confronted each other.
"Sven! Sven can be eaten as a meal? If the battlefield is restored and the army is fighting, if every meal is like yours, what is the momentum of my Dazhou? A good man has to eat meat and drink in a big bowl!" Li Ren Yue still ate and drank on his own.
"Vulgar!" Ren Yue turned his head away, and took a small sip to taste, and simply stopped arguing with Sheng Yaoshan.
"Hehe, if you two can make peace, you must be the leader of our young talents!" Mr. Songtao commented after eating the noodles.
"Don't talk about my elder brother Yaoshan!" Liu Xian glared at Ren Yue, put down his beloved job, and staggered to Sheng Yaoshan to protect him.
"Hey! Thank you, Your Highness Ninth Prince, for your kindness! I will take His Highness to ride a horse in the afternoon!" Sheng Yaoshan proudly said behind Liu Xian.
Ren Yue didn't say a word, didn't raise his eyes, and just ate quietly.
"Oh! Brother Yaoshan is a great hero!" Liu Xian was so happy, he turned around and kissed Sheng Yaoshan firmly.
"If your Highness wants to go out to play, you must first recite yesterday's homework!" Mr. Song Tao said suddenly.
Liu Xian remained silent, with a grievance on his face.
Wen Ting originally wanted to use the noodles to win over the relationship between himself and his master, but when he heard the word "homework", he kept silent and bowed his head to eat the noodles.
"Eat slowly, call me if you need it!" She smiled softly, and went out generously,
"Is the shopkeeper there?" There was a lot of noise in the lobby downstairs.
Shopkeeper Li rushed over upon hearing the sound, before he could put down the tea he was pouring for Master Zizhang.
"Masters, please go upstairs to the private room." Shopkeeper Li looked up and down the visitor, seeing that although they were not dressed like officials, they were by no means ordinary people, thinking that Haitang had just left a group of guests in the private room.
"Xianyang No. 1 Restaurant really lives up to its reputation!" One of the middle-aged people looked around at the overcrowded diners.
"Well, I'm asking you for someone!" The middle-aged man was not in a hurry to order food after he sat down, and asked slowly, "Shopkeeper, do you know the residence of Mr. Songtao from the capital?"
"Are you looking for Mr. Songtao?" Shopkeeper Li was taken aback when he heard that Tingzhu was next door.
"Hi! Actually, we are not looking for Mr. Song Tao, we are looking for my young master! Since the young master left the capital, we have not heard from him. We only know that he is Mr. Song Tao's student. If we can find Mr. Song Tao, we must know the whereabouts of the young master." Already!" the middle-aged man said slowly.
"Mr. Songtao's residence is very small, but Mr. Songtao is next door now!" Shopkeeper Li pointed to the right wall. "I just don't know who you are talking about? Mr. Songtao next door brought two young masters!" Shopkeeper Li asked humbly.
"Oh? Seriously!" The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised, got up and went straight to Tingzhu.
"Master!" Tingzhu's door was pushed open again with a creak.