Da Song Private Investigator

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the product exchange conference.

In these two days, Su Xun came to ask Hwarang for advice almost every day, and Hwarang, because he didn't have many real talents, had to rely on what he dabbled in in his previous life, and because what he said was all It's very novel, so it can be fooled more or less.

On the day of the Commodity Exchange Conference, the street was bustling with activity early in the morning. Several sets of pens, inks, papers and inkstones were placed on the long table at the joint. Some scholars and scholars surrounded the table, wondering when they could Show your skills.

After Hualang and others left for about a stick of incense, the poetry conference began, and the hosts of the poetry conference were several great Confucian scholars from Chang'an City. Maybe their reputation is not very high, but they have no knowledge of knowledge. Let more.

After the beginning, those great Confucians said something about the title of the poems they wrote. After speaking, the scholars began to compose lyrics. Su Xun also came and wrote the first lyrics, but his words were really helpless. Compared with his article, after some comparison, Su Xun did not get the desired result.

Hwarang didn't have the mind to play this, he just wanted to watch the excitement, so he didn't write a poem this time, although Su Xun once persuaded Hwarang to write one, but Hwarang cleverly postponed it.

After the poetry competition, the next step is the exhibition of products. There is no fixed time for the exhibition of these products, but they are just placed on the street. Then ask those scholars and scholars who have just performed at the poetry conference to write inscriptions for their products. If the words are well written, their products will be able to gain popularity.

According to Hwarang's understanding, it is to advertise products.

After the commodity exchange conference started, the cooking competition at the end of the street had also started. Fan Tong had been looking for Hwarang for advice on cooking secrets in the past two days, so he was very confident in this competition this time.

People in the world have always pursued food to the utmost. Regarding food, no matter how rich or poor they are, they can say a few words and have their own understanding, so when this cooking competition started, everyone gathered around to watch the excitement There are many more people than the people who read the poems just now.

Hwarang and the others are in the inn business, and Fan Tong learned cooking skills from him, so Hwarang and the others naturally came to cheer for Fan Tong.Because Su Xun is very close to Hwarang, so he followed.

The cooking competition is quite formal. There are two roads. The cooks of each inn put down the tools needed for cooking at the entrance of their own inn, and at the end of the road, facing the direction of the road, there are a few tables and chairs. It is the place where the referees sit, and these referees are by no means newcomers, they are all famous diners in Chang'an City, and as long as they take a bite of some good food, they can make extremely powerful comments.

There is only one food competition, that is, the chefs of each inn cook a pasta, whoever cooks the most delicious one will win, and there are not many rules in the competition, as long as it is pasta, no matter it is fried or soup, it is the same. OK.

This topic is no problem for Hwarang, and he also believes in Fan Tong, because Hwarang just taught him how to make fried noodles yesterday.

Since ancient times, the Central Plains area has been very particular about pasta, and various eating methods have emerged in an endless stream. Therefore, it is difficult for anyone to make pasta, but it is another matter to make pasta delicious.

After a stick of incense, the chefs of each inn brought up the meals, two of them made noodle soup, two made mixed noodles, and one made fried noodles.

Noodle soup is the most common one. Ordinary people often eat noodles in soup. There are two ways to make noodles in soup. One is high soup, which means that the soup is made with various condiments, and it tastes very strong. It makes people have endless aftertaste; while the other one uses clear soup, which is much simpler. Clear soup, as the name suggests, does not use too many seasonings. Use clear soup under it, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onion on the soup surface and slip a little sesame oil. , although the taste is a bit bland, it tastes very fragrant.

There are many ways to make noodles, and the most important thing about noodles is not only the thickness of the noodles, but also the materials used in the noodles. Different materials have different tastes.

Fried noodles are made by Fan Tong. In the Song Dynasty, people here encountered fried noodles for the first time. The practice of fried noodles is extremely troublesome. The noodles must be steamed first, and then fried in the wok. A feeling that is pleasing to the eye and whets the appetite.There was a small pot of wine on the plate where the fried noodles were placed. After seeing the fried noodles, the diners felt that they were very novel, so they tasted them one after another. Slightly spicy, after eating it in the stomach, people's appetite will be greatly increased.

After eating a few mouthfuls of fried noodles like this, Fan Tong stepped forward and pointed to the wine pot, and said: "The fried noodles must be paired with wine. The fried noodles are slightly dry, and if there is wine to moisten them, it will make people eat very comfortably."

This is another new way of eating, and those diners followed suit one after another. After eating like this, they couldn't stop, and they ate all the fried noodles made by Fan Tong in one go.

The amount of fried noodles is not very large, but because they are all noodles, they are very hungry. Those diners drank wine after eating fried noodles. As for the soup noodles and mixed noodles, they really couldn't eat any more. They only ate for a symbolic amount. After two mouthfuls, they all put it down.

The behavior of the diners meant that Fan Tong's fried noodles had won.

The diners here were praising Fan Tong's fried noodles, but there was a sudden commotion in the street ahead, and then someone shouted: Dead people, dead people, dead people...

When the sound came, the whole street was full of people, and at this moment, several yamen servants rushed out from the dark, and they immediately pointed to panic. After hearing the dead man's business, Hwarang , was taken aback, so he ran to the place where the business was sent out, only how these diners commented on the fried noodles, but he didn't care anymore.

The crowd on the street formed a circle. After Hwarang and the others squeezed past, they saw a dead body lying in the crowd, a middle-aged man's dead body. Holding a dagger, the dagger was cold and stained with blood.

Some people commented on the dead body, Hua Lang pushed away the corpse from the crowd, and told the yamen servants who rushed out from the dark: "Go to the government office and inform Master Li Jing'an, let him bring people here as soon as possible."

All the people in the government office knew Hwarang, so after Hwarang's order, they hurried down.

When the yamen servant left to call for Li Jingan, Hwarang began to examine the corpse.