Chapter 313: Master Tao’s Unspeakable Hidden Hidden
After saying goodbye to Ruohan, she repeatedly told her not to come again and to take good care of her body. Chen Si followed Zhu Shisan in a depressed mood.
Zhu Shisan patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Brother, I can understand your mood. I was originally from Liusanmen. Every time I went out to handle a case, the wife at home was worried and couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep. After more than ten years, she fell ill and felt sorry for me. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was."
Silent smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, brother, you have seen it with your own eyes. In just two months, how big is the difference between my wife? A man can't even take care of himself and let his wife suffer with it. You say I am incompetent."
Zhu Shisan laughed loudly and said, "If you say you are incompetent, which man in the world dares to say that he is capable? Okay, brother, don't be that kind of childlike manner. Brother, please drink with you." Looking at the sky, he laughed and scolded, "It's good now. I'll have breakfast and lunch together, which saves money."
"That's a good meal," Chen Mo also put aside his worries and smiled: "These days I always stew meat with soy sauce, so I can eat grass chicken." In the south, a gentle and wealthy hometown, Beijingers do not care about food... Take noodles that are both good at both the north and the south. After making them, they are just a few kinds of soup noodles, fried noodles, and braised noodles. But in Shen Mo's hometown, when you walk into a noodle restaurant, there are dozens of noodles in a single dish hanging on the wall. It makes people dazzled and regret that they have fewer mouths and cannot taste them one by one.
Of course, there is no shortage of delicious food in Beijing, because wherever princes and nobles gather, it is also where famous chefs gather in the world. However, these famous chefs are from other provinces, but there are very few local natives.
So, in Zhu Shisan's opinion, he despised Beijing cuisine and wanted to eat foreign dishes made by foreign chefs... Because "stewed meat with big bowls and soy sauce" is his favorite, and in his eyes he became the representative of Beijing cuisine.
Old Beijing Zhu Shisan said angrily: "I have to let you see what real Beijing cuisine is." Then he went to the area outside Qianmen Dazhalan, which is the most prosperous area in Beijing. Countless shops, restaurants and tea shops are open here, including many time-honored brands that are more than a hundred years old.
For example, the "Yuebin Building" they came in, the antique three-story building, the couplets with green characters and bronze bottoms, the old tables and chairs that were white-lighted, and the old waiters were on the old waiter. As soon as they entered, they felt the deep sediment of time. They couldn't help but look forward to what kind of dishes it could offer.
It was not lunch time at this time, and Zhu Shisan wanted a elegant seat upstairs on the street. The old waiter took them up, soaked a pot of Maojian, and asked what dishes to order objectively.
Zhu Shisan laughed and said, "You tell the chef that this young master comes from Suzhou and Hangzhou, and he is quite rude to our local dishes in Beijing. Let him do it by himself."
Silent smiled bitterly and said, "But there is no one who arranges people like this." But he didn't stop him, but he was curious and wanted to see what kind of dishes the other party would bring out and kill his own majesty.
After a while, the simple four dishes and one soup was served, and he had nothing to say. So many years later, he would often come to this restaurant to eat stuffed with shredded pork, vermicelli, scallion, etc., wrapped with egg skin, fried it crispy and charred, dipped in sweet noodle sauce, carried green onion, and wrapped it into five buckets of shredded shredded in the size of a palm; the juice was crystal clear and mellow tasted stewed intestines; the unique roast duck, and the winter melon meatball casserole, the meatballs were so delicate that they melted in their mouths, and they had not had time to roll on their tongues.
After having a very satisfied meal, Zhu Shisan smiled proudly and said, "Are you convinced?" The waiter serving the food next to him also stopped and looked at him inadvertently.
Chen Si stretched out his thumb and said, "I'm convinced, I'm really convinced."
"He said he was convinced." Zhu Shisan said to the old waiter. The old waiter's face had long smiled like a chrysanthemum. At this moment, it seemed as if they were the partners who shared the same hatred of the enemy.
After laughing, the old waiter packed up the cups and plates, wiped the table, served two bowls of milky white and added various dried fruits and said, "This store gives it to you, so the customer will use it slowly."
This caused strong dissatisfaction among the guests inside, and slapped the table and said, "Grandma, why don't you give me a gift?" It caused silence to look at him from both sides and turned out to be a sloppy Taoist priest with a beard.
The waiter smiled and said, "This Dao Master, my store rules, spend one or two taels and give you a bowl. Just now, the two old men used two taels and two cents of food, and of course some of them were given."
"I'll be even more angry when I say this!" The Taoist priest said angrily: "I've had dinner with you for more than twenty days, and the whole country has spent 2 taels, right? Why don't I give it to me?"
"There is no such thing as calculating..." The waiter smiled bitterly: "Every meal you have is a plate of peanuts, two taels of pork head meat, three big steamed buns, four taels of old dried trunks, and a total of only one hundred cigarettes. Our eight-treasure cheese is also one hundred cigarettes. If you give it to you for free, wouldn't it be a waste of your meal?"
"I didn't want you to give it to you every time!" The sloppy Taoist priest said angrily: "Don't think I'm a foreigner, just be bullied!" In the end, the waiter had to go and get another bowl for him to settle the matter.
"I don't want this thing for you, I just can't swallow this. You people from the capital look down on us outsiders too much." The Taoist priest snorted while eating cheese.
Seeing that there was no excitement, the two of them looked back, scooped a spoonful of soft and delicious cheese in silence, and said softly: "We should go do the serious business, right? This half of the day has passed."
Zhu Shisan opened the window and smiled and said, "This is the place to do the important business."
When he looked out the window silently, he saw an alley decorated with lights. Although he was not a local, he recognized it as a Fengyue Street and couldn't help but smile and said, "Is that Young Master Tao lingering here all year round?"
Zhu Shisan nodded and said, "This is Goulang Hutong. Tao Liangfu, the eldest grandson of Tao Zhongwen, has been a regular visitor here since he was sixteen years old. He has become even worse in recent years. In a month, he has to stay in it for twenty days." Before he finished speaking, he saw a wandering young man wearing brocade clothes and frivolous steps walking out of the alley, accompanied by two servants.
Chen Shu listened to Zhu Shisan's introduction again: "After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, this boy comes every day and leaves at noon. He just has lunch on the Yuebin Building. After dinner, he will find his friends to drink, ride horses and hang out, and make trouble until midnight to go back to Goulang Hutong, which will continue over and over again, with very regularity."
Who is this? I couldn't help but shake my head and said, "Why is this kid going home?" Seeing that Mr. Tao came up and ordered the dishes under the table next to me.
Zhu Shisan looked at Mr. Tao with a smile and lowered his voice, "It is claimed to be 'A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a prostitute', but this lies is okay to scare his friends and friends, but it can't be hidden from our Jinyiwei."
"Can you find out all this?" Chen Si said with wide eyes.
"It doesn't matter what we do." Zhu Shisan said proudly: "According to his good looks in the brothel, this guy has been emptied because of his excessive drinking and sex for many years, and he has stopped lifting..."
"If you can't do it?" Chen Si said strangely. After saying that, he came over and said, "So that's it." Tao Liangfu couldn't deal with his wives and concubines at home, but he didn't want people to know that he couldn't do it anymore, so he ran to the brothel forever. I believe that any sister is willing to entertain such a kind-hearted guest. After all, it's a good thing that can get money without working, which is harder to encounter than a pie falling from the sky, so he is naturally happy to help him play.
"No," Chen Si said strangely, "I remember when we were chatting, you once said that Shao Yuanjie and Tao Zhongwen were favored by other Taoists because they were good at collecting yin and replenishing yang, and they could practice elixirs for strengthening yang..."
"Shh..." Zhu Shisan quickly made a gesture of silence and said, "Little ancestor, we can't bring the dirty words we say in the countryside and wild, otherwise we will have a big trouble." As he said that, he also laughed in a low voice: "But that's true."
Taoism advocates immortality and even ascendance in the body, but what is even more wonderful is that according to the theories of Shao Yuanjie, Tao Zhongwen and others, health preservation does not require abstinence. On the contrary, if you master the secret techniques in the room, you can also collect yin and replenish yang and prolong life. This is really too much for the emperor's appetite. After all, longevity is important, but if you have to abstain from abstinence, what is the meaning of living that long? Therefore, it is natural that Taoism defeats Buddhism and other health preservation schools and becomes the only favor of Emperor Jiajing.
But Zhu Shisan could not answer the question of silence, so he could only speculate: "Maybe Xiao Tao did not practice the exercises seriously."
Chen Si nodded slightly and did not answer. Zhu Shisan thought he had lost his temper, so he shut up. However, he didn't know that Chen Si, a master of screen-and-design, had already jumped to the head of Emperor Jiajing.
Since the emperor practiced art of room, why is it said that he lived alone in Yuxi Palace for three years, and was so pure and weak that he didn't even need a palace maid?
He suddenly understood why Luo Longwen, who had defected to Zhao Wenhua, had to spend so much effort to find Lu Lianxin...
Chapter completed!