Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() "There is such a thing!" Ximen Qing heard Qiao'er cry halfway, and Sun Erniang next to him couldn't help but jumped up and said: "My sister, I will make the decision for you, see if I don't kill you!" Three out!"

Wu Song turned around from the door and came back, grabbed Erniang Sun and said, "I'm in a hurry and I have to listen to the end of the speech, and besides, that place is in Lingzhou."

Seeing this, Qiaoer saluted Sun Erniang and said, "This sister has a heart."

Ximen Qing nodded slightly, motioning for Qiao'er to continue: "Obviously you are not in the academy now, otherwise you wouldn't be in Fengle Building."

Qiao'er bowed her head and said: "What the officials said is not bad, my family took a chance to escape from the courtyard in Lingzhou, and came to Bianliang, Tokyo. This little sister Xiao Cui, this is the last time I have fallen."

"Then why do you and the other two make such a living?" Ximen Qing smiled and said, "You are also a very strong woman, there must be no way to show it, and today is probably the first time?"

Xiao Cui who was next to her rushed to answer: "My house is in the alley not far behind Fengle Building. I used to do part-time jobs for Fengle Building. After having sister Qiao'er, I wanted to open a small shop to sell some tofu, but I still lack a lot of money to gather together, so I came to Fengle Building to try it out."

"To be honest, today is already the third day." Qiao'er smiled with tears, "It's just that she has become thin-skinned for two or three days and didn't even have the courage to enter the house. Sister Xiaocui dragged her here just now."

Ximen Qing sighed, "It's not easy for the two of you to start a small business."

As he said that, Ximenqing spread out his hand and beckoned to Jiang Jing: "Finally, I met once at Fahua Temple. I will pay for the money you need."

The magician Jiang Jing took out a jiaozi from his bosom and put it in Ximen Qing's hand. Seeing that it was a jiaozi with five guans, Ximen Qing frowned and said, "Take another ten guans."

"Wuguan is enough." Xiaocui has some knowledge and recognizes Wuguanjiaozi: "A senior official has a kind heart, but a servant can't repay it."

Jiang Jing took out a stack of handouts and searched for them. Ximen Qing snatched them over, randomly picked out two and handed them to Qiaoer, and said to Xiaocui, "How boring is it to report back and forth? You can take the money." To make money."

Qiao'er was holding it in her hand before she could see it clearly, she lowered her head to thank Ximen Qing, next to her, Xiao Cui saw that there were two [-]-piece friends, she hurriedly saluted and said: "Your official gave me too much, I can't use it These."

"Open the shop in a better place, just a bigger shop."

Ximen Qing didn't care much: "I might even go to patronize at that time."

Qiao'er and Xiaocui looked at each other, saluted together and said: "In this case, please give me the name of the store."

"Isn't it just a tofu shop?" Ximen Qing touched Lei Gongshi and said, "Then call it Xishi Tofu."

The magician Jiang Jing couldn't help reminding: "Master, Xishi is from Zhuji County, and it can't match Lingzhou or Tokyo Bianliang."

"Mr. Jiang, you are a bit pedantic." Ximenqing pointed out Jiang Jing's fault unceremoniously: "It's just a signboard, and you always have to flatter yourself when doing business. If you change it to Lingzhou Tofu or Bianliang Tofu, what's so attractive about it?"

"Xi Shi was a beauty in ancient times. Now that two beauties open a tofu shop, it is naturally Xi Shi tofu. What does it have to do with Xi Shi's origin?"

Jiang Jing nodded again and again, expressing his agreement with Ximen Qing's point of view, turned his face away but secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Worthy of being the owner, the business has a set of rules."

To be honest, Qiaoer and Xiaocui also have the same thoughts as Jiang Jing, and business is based on honesty. If there is a serious person who wants to go into the shop to see if the master chef who makes tofu is Xi Shi, then what is it? good?

But hearing Ximenqing's explanation, it seemed to make sense again, which made Qiao'er and Xiaocui both admire and happy.

What admired was Ximen Qing's eloquence, and he was happy that Ximen Qing called the two of them "beauties".

Qiaoer and Xiaocui were overjoyed, and thanked Ximen Qing for his name again.

At this moment, a mustache's head poked out from the door: "Dear guest, is the food ready?"

Ximen Qing nodded: "Let's serve them up." Qiao'er and Xiaocui's two daughters were also left for dinner.

Qiaoer and Xiaocui won the capital to open the shop, so excited that they couldn't sit still, they got up and said goodbye: "I have already eaten when I came out, so I won't disturb the officials."

Ximen Qing smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I won't force it. If you have something to do, just come to the Xixi Tower in front of you to find me."

Qiao'er and Xiaocui went there with thanks, and Xiao Huzi hurriedly ordered the waiter to come over to serve the food, Wu Song came back and sat down again and said: "It's also a poor man, if the elder brother doesn't help, I will also help one or two."

Sun Erniang sneered after hearing this: "Could it be that Erlang has taken a fancy to those two younger sisters just now?"

Sure enough, women in love are exclusive, even Sun Erniang is not exempt.

Ximen Qing quickly laughed and said, "Where is Er Niang talking about? By the way, this dish is not bad."

Sun Erniang threw away Wu Song and glanced at the table. At this moment, more than a dozen kinds of table-pressing dishes filled the not-so-small table.

There are four fried dishes with carved flowers and honey, all of which are extremely sweet and exquisite snacks, and Sun Erniang obviously skipped them directly; the four dishes of preserved meat on the side are right for Sun Erniang's appetite, including meat strips, cured shrimp, bacon and wine vinegar meat.

just a small portion

Ximen Qing stretched out his chopsticks to taste the carved kumquats, while Sun Erniang directly attacked the four dishes of preserved meat, frowning at Jiang Jing, the magician.

Wu Song had just eaten two or three pieces of cured meat, and Sun Erniang had almost wrapped up four dishes of preserved meat.

"This wine and vinegar meat is delicious." Sun Erniang waved her chopsticks: "How about two more dishes from the high officials?"

Ximen Qing couldn't help laughing and said: "Er Niang, it's just the main dishes on the table, and the main dishes are still behind. If you are full from eating all these, what will you do with the main dishes?"

"Just these few small plates and dishes are not as big as the smallest plates in my original store." Erniang Sun showed a look of disdain: "Ten more plates can still be eaten."

Wu Song next to him turned a blind eye, put down his chopsticks and said nothing.

"Then come ten more plates of wine and vinegar meat." Ximen Qing ordered with a smile, "It's up to Erniang to eat her full."

It has to be said that Ximen Qing has become more and more fond of Sun Erniang as a foodie.

"Did you hear that, go!" Sun Erniang waved at Mustache impatiently.

Both the mustache and the guys were a little stunned when they looked at Sun Erniang.

Especially Mustache, who has never seen such a guest since he worked in Fengle Building.

It doesn't matter if Erniang Sun can eat it, but why is Ximen Qing being so indulgent as the master!

"Since the guest likes it, let's order another ten servings of wine and vinegar pork." Mustache lowered his head and replied, hiding his slightly twitching face by the way.

The clerks came out in a file, and the mustache followed. At this time, another clerk came in, carrying two porcelain bottles in his hand, and mentioned it in front of Ximen Qing: "Dear guest, this is a special product of our Fengle Building. Sho, do you see?"

Ximen Qing chuckled and got to the point.

This Fenglelou is one of the 36 official restaurants in Tokyo Bianliang that have the right to brew wine, and it is one of the best. It seems that Heji and Meishou are the signature wines brewed by Fenglelou.

When it comes to these two wines, Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, has the right to speak. It seems that he drank a lot when he was in Bianliang, Tokyo.

"Boss, this Hezhi and Meishou come from the Fenglelou family, but they are different." Jiang Jing took one of the bottles from the clerk, fiddled with it in his hand and said: "Let's talk about this Hezhi first, but there are actually many kinds of bottles. It is made from brewed wine, and it is mellow in the mouth, and its characteristics are delicate and luscious, so I have been drinking it a lot before."

After Jiang Jing finished speaking, he signaled to the clerk to change Mei Shoulai, and the clerk saw that the fortune teller Jiang Jing knew more about the wine in Fenglelou than he did, so he obeyed with a smile.

At this time, even if the guest's speech is wrong, it's not good to refute face. Giving the guest a chance to perform is also good for Fengle Lou's business.

What's more, what this guest said was so eloquent, the guy couldn't help but began to secretly write it down for use when introducing it to other guests.

"Mei Shou is another matter. You can tell from the name that this is an old wine with a certain age. Although the taste is not as sweet as harmony, it has a unique taste." Jiang Jing's saliva flowed down three thousand feet , and almost drowned the wine bottle: "Mei Shou is an unblended wine, and veterans will not choose Heji, but will choose this Mei Shou, which is for this year."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jing took out the cork and put it under his nose to smell it: "Dude, is this ten-year-old bottle?"

The guy couldn't help giving a thumbs up after hearing this: "Your guest is really amazing, this bottle of Meishou is ten years old, so the honorable guest is choosing this ten years old Meishou?"

"That's it." Ximen Qing nodded with a smile, the guy poured four cups with his own hands and brought them up, and walked out with a greeting.

Facing the yellow-orange wine in the glass, Ximen Qing thought about it, took it up and tasted it.

Sure enough, it is the ten-year-old Guyue Longshan?

Through this taste, Ximenqing also had a vague impression of Fenglelou's winemaking ability.

"Wine is good wine, but it's a pity that it's not as good as the wine we make ourselves." <, gestured: "The owner is also redundant, you should drink what you bring."

At this time, there was a soft "Hey" from outside the door, followed by a middle-aged man's voice: "Could this guest also be in the same company? It seems that he has a high self-esteem, and he actually looks down on Meishou of this building?"

Another voice came to mind next to him, and it sounded younger: "The poor Taoists have tasted all the wines made by the 36 main shops in this city, and Meishou can be ranked in the top three. Where did the villagers come from without knowledge and bragging about it?" ?”

Wu Song frowned and was about to go mad on the spot, Ximen Qing lost his eyes, told Wu Song to stay calm, and said with a chuckle: "Come in and talk if you have the ability, I'm afraid you can't say anything if you only speak out at the door." Get the benefits of the wine from Guilou."

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

Chapter [-] Xi Shi Tofu:

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