Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 592
After leaving the traffic bureau, Tian Cheng stood on the side of the road and looked at "Li's Yang Soup Restaurant" and became dazed.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Tianshun asked.

"No, nothing?" Tian Cheng came back to his senses and asked.

"Then you look across the road, what are you thinking?"

"The mutton soup restaurant on the other side of the road, do you think it's a royal recipe as Manager Gong said?" Tian Cheng asked.

"The imperial recipe, I really can't say for sure about this. Don't tell me, the taste is really good. Even if it's not an imperial recipe, it has some background!" Tianshun's response made Tiancheng think that this mutton soup restaurant is really not simple.

"Some background? What background?" Tian Cheng repeated.

"This...?" Tianshun didn't understand what Tian Cheng meant, why was he so interested in this mutton soup restaurant?As for the background, Tianshun really couldn't think of any words to answer Tian Cheng.

"Let's go, get in the car first, and go to Tianbiao to have a look!" Tian Cheng hesitated for a moment, then got on the car.

Seeing Tiancheng and Tianshun's arrival, Tianbiao responded excitedly: "I've been looking forward to your coming since morning, thinking of inviting you to drink mutton soup, but I didn't expect you to arrive now!"

When Tianshun heard the words "drink mutton soup", he asked in surprise: "How do you know the mutton soup we drink?"

"I mean I invite you two to drink mutton soup, how do I know what kind of mutton soup you are drinking?" Tianbiao replied.

"Don't tell me, the mutton soup we really drank at noon was in that Li's mutton soup restaurant!" Tianshun replied.

"Li's Sheep Soup Restaurant? I also wanted to invite you to drink there!" Tian Biao showed a surprised expression, which made Tian Cheng feel a little strange.

"What? Is the mutton soup there special?" Tian Cheng asked.

"I can't tell you about its special features. Anyway, everyone who has drunk it says that the food there is delicious. It has been open for less than half a year, and now it has caused a sensation in the entire county, and it has spread like a miracle!" Tian Biao's answer made Tian Cheng immediately interested.

"What god is there? Let's hear it!" Tian Cheng asked.

"Last time you told me that you wanted me to inquire about the information in the city. Don't tell me, I have been inquiring about it. Naturally, this sheep soup restaurant is also listed in the circle I inquired about. Everyone said it was delicious. I went there specially, don't tell me, the taste of the soup is really different, you just drank it, do you have the same feeling as me?" Tian Biao finally asked.

Tian Cheng nodded and said, "Let's not comment on the deliciousness, but why it's so delicious? What did you find out?"

"There is more than one theory, but no matter how many theories are, they are all related to Emperor Qianlong!" Tian Biao just mentioned Qianlong, which attracted Tianshun's attention, and immediately took it up and said, "Did you say that his ancestor was a royal cook?"

"Hey! Yes, what you said is just one version. I have another version. It is said that Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River. After passing through this place, this old man likes to go to the people, so he came to a small town. As for this small town, Some say it belongs to our Qingcheng Town, and some say it belongs to Binhu Town. Although the location is not specific, they have a common feature, that is, there is a thatched hut by the river. The taste of the mutton soup has seduced Qianlong's appetite." Tianbiao stopped at this point, and seemed to have the answer without talking about the rest.

"Listen to what you said, Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River, passed by our place, and then drank the mutton soup here, so this mutton soup became a famous soup!" Tianshun continued.

"It's not as simple as you think. Lord Qianlong brought his own cook. When he came to the thatched cottage, he saw an old man cooking the mutton. This old man had a handsome face. Qianlong was very interested. He chatted with him and wanted to taste this The mutton soup was delicious, and the old man served it in a bowl. Before Qianlong could move the bowl, the cook who followed him snatched it up, poured a little and tasted it, then took out a small bottle, and poured something into the pot. , Immediately, people smelled a strange fragrance, and then filled another bowl and placed it in front of Qianlong. After Qianlong tasted it, he praised three times in a row. After a few people left, the old man tasted it by himself, feeling very delicious , so the old soup was left behind, so that it is delicious today!" Tian Biao finished speaking in one breath and looked at Tian Cheng and Tian Shun brothers.

"Where did this story come from to fool us mortals!" Tianshun laughed.

"I don't know who was the first to tell this story, but no one will investigate whether it's true or not, but this mutton soup and this story really made something famous!" Tianbiao looked at it all the time. Tian Cheng who listened carefully to what they both said.

"Listen to you, it doesn't matter whether this mutton soup is really related to Qianlong, the key is that the story is told as if it were true. Think about it, can we make up a story, and then put our The village and products are connected with the story, so wouldn't it be famous through the story?" After Tian Cheng finished speaking, Tianbiao and Tianshun immediately responded.

"But where does this story start? Our village has no connection with Qianlong?" Tianbiao asked.

"This story is made up by people. No one will investigate whether it is true or not. Besides, this is not writing history. Any story is made up. So if we can't make up such a story, can't we imitate one? What do you think? " Tian Cheng suggested.

Tianbiao and Tianshun were speechless immediately, such a thing was not something they could think of, everyone can listen to people telling stories, but it is really difficult to make up a story, especially for those who are not full of ink in their stomachs. If there are too many people, how can we make up a decent story?
Tianbiao took a sip of the water at hand and put it down, still without any clear thoughts, looked at Tianshun, who was frowning and dazed.

"What? Became dumb?" Tian Cheng asked with a smile.

"You also know that after listening to a story, you can still say a few words. If you want us to make up a story, isn't that forcing a scholar to eat shit—isn't it embarrassing?" Tianbiao responded.

Tiancheng and Tianshun laughed loudly after hearing this.

"I didn't expect that you have only been in the county for a year, and your words have reached a level. You really have learned a lot!" Tian Cheng boasted.

"The businessmen around me are not ordinary people. They speak in a way. Even if they hang out with them all day long, they can hear a few funny words." Tianbiao replied.

Tianshun on the side said, "It's still the city mayor's experience!"

"Brother, let's just joke around. You mentioned storytelling just now. Isn't there an expert in our village?" Tianbiao reminded.

"That's right! If you don't say it, you really ignored this person!" Tianshun also echoed.

"Ma Laosi you mentioned is really a good storyteller. Whatever comes out of his mouth, it's different when he says it. We can ask him to make up a story and spread it in the village. Everyone loves to hear it, and everyone loves it. If you love to tell, wouldn’t there be a story about our little Wangzhuang?”

What Tian Cheng said was right, Tianshun and Tianbiao thought that it was Ma Lao Si, in the impression of the villagers, this Ma Lao Si was a character of the king of the story, and now it is most appropriate to let him do this.

Tianshun and Tianbiao looked at each other with a smile, and said in unison: "It's him, let him make up a story about Xiaowangzhuang, it must suit everyone's tone!"

(End of this chapter)