The night market has returned to normal, but the vendors on both sides are crowded with countless people shouting.

"These people are ordinary people, businessmen, and literati. I just recognized a few officials from the court all the way over. They didn't distinguish identities at this moment just for food, but they didn't know that behind all this was a teenager who was working on it."

Bao Zheng was in a bad mood.

"I have checked your background. When Chen Bian Zaizai said that you are the Qilin's son of the Shen family, he is not afraid of making taboos? People in Xiongzhou say that you are talented and a child prodigy..."

"Fake."

Chen An was slandering himself without hesitation.

“It’s hard to read.”

Bao Zheng's old face was a little dim under the lights. "Even if you can read books well, you can still easily make stir-fry dishes, and the ancient Yiya cannot be compared with you."

Chen An said murmuredly: "I'm more lazy to eat."

"I'm lazy to eat?"

Bao Zheng looked at him sideways, "You carried your sister all the way from Xiongzhou to Bianliang. Look at this child. It's not long before he arrived in Bianliang. His face is so rosy. Will such a brother be lazy?"

Guoguo didn't like Bao Zheng, so she made a face at him when she heard this.

Bao Zheng smiled at her, and he was a little kind.

"You can easily cook, and then these vendors at Zhouqiao Night Market will regard you as gods, and then you will have a foundation. After getting money and manpower, this will kill two birds with one stone. Chen An, listen to me, go to the exam. Kaifeng Mansion has rules, and foreigners cannot pass the exam here for less than seven years. However, I personally recommend it, but there is a place for this place."

This policy was formerly used, and officials can recommend foreign students to take exams in Kaifeng Prefecture, but they need to take risks.

"Don't go."

Chen An replied to Bao Zheng in just two words.

Bao Zheng sighed, "Are you upholding your father? But this is the rule. If you give up the exam for this, it won't take long, and you and your descendants will become like everyone else. Are you willing?"

"I do."

Chen An's unhesitant answer disappointed Bao Zheng a little.

"You are only fourteen years old, but you can talk to me and lie without hesitation. This... is born to be suitable for officialdom."

Chen An smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Bao, you are determined to bring me to the officialdom. It's nothing more than those rules in the officialdom. If you have more rules, you will be unable to move forward. But I don't like such days. If you really become an official, you will probably be a breaker of the rules. Are you willing?"

Bao Zheng shook his head helplessly and said, "You, but since you have made the stir-fry, then be careful."

He almost left with gloating.

Just do it, but the catering industry in Bianliang City is not a vegetarian, and the powerful people behind it will not let their own profits be damaged.

He took more than ten steps and suddenly said, "If you regret it, come and look for me, and I will bear everything for you."

Chen An shook his head slightly and said, "Let's talk about it then!"

Bao Zheng shook his head and left, but the crowds in the night market were rising.

The soldiers were screaming at the verge of their wits, driving those who came later.

The vendors only went through five days of training in Chen'an, but once they appeared today, they actually detonated the city of Bianliang.

What they are most grateful for at this moment is Chen An, but they don’t have time to think about this.

The business has been so good that it cannot be better. Now it is not because of the fear of not having customers, but because there are too many customers.

Those diners found it incredible.

Zhouqiao Night Market has existed for many years, and it was surprising that it was the whole strike, but after reopening business today, it was all cooked.

The rumored cooking is only available in several large restaurants such as Fanlou, which is mysterious and mysterious, as if you are eating the elixir of the immortal from Longhu Mountain.

Zhao Zhen felt that he was really tolerant, but he felt very hungry every night.

"That steamed chicken..."

He was very kind and did not want to let the imperial chef run tonight for his temporary desires.

Chen Zhongheng smiled and said, "Officials, I have already ordered people to wait outside the palace, so I will ask them to buy a chicken."

Zhao Zhen nodded with a stern face, and Chen Zhonghengfei also went there.

Zhao Zhen picked up a memorial and watched slowly.

When the rapid footsteps came again, Zhao Zhen sighed: "Run slowly, don't fall, I'm not in a hurry."

Chen Zhongheng ran in quickly, looking shocked, and had no food box in his hand.

Zhao Zhen's expression changed and he shouted, "What's the matter?"

The Song Dynasty, which has many disasters and difficulties, not only has many internal problems, but also two wolves are staring at it outside. Any movement will make Zhao Zhen nervous.

Chen Zhongheng breathed and said, "The official family, Zhouqiao... Zhouqiao is in trouble."

Zhao Zhen suddenly stood up and ordered: "Call someone to ask for information immediately and ask Bao Zheng. Also, the Privy Council will definitely respond, go and ask."

The news kept coming, and the Privy Council had no reaction. The big guys didn't even receive the news, and the little trouble was calmed by Bao Zheng.

"Official family, Zhouqiao Night Market is full of cooking!"

What rice?

Zhao Zhen widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "What kind of person in the palace?"

Chen Zhongheng said in a tangled manner: "There is no longer a crowded place in Zhouqiao, so I will send someone to inquire tomorrow."

hiss!

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath and said, "It's so delicious? Whose trick?"

Chen Zhongheng bowed his head and said, "It's still the vendor..."

Bianliang City went crazy tonight. The gourmets all went to Zhouqiao Night Market and brought back crazy news.

"This is a stir-fry that has never been seen before! A delicious food that has never been seen before!"

A man with a mouthful of greasy mouth stood outside the gate of Fanlou and shouted: "Damn it! Last time I said that I was cooking, and the chef was unhappy to cook. Go and have a look! Go to Zhouqiao to see, it's all fried dishes, which are better than yours!"

More than a dozen men looking at the gate of Fanlou looked at each other.

Isn't this guy crazy?

Fan Tower is very big and there are many merchants.

Most of these businesses have some supporters, that is, half of the official businessmen.

In this context, someone actually came to ask for wildfires?

The two big men approached with bad expressions, and the man was still shouting.

"You're done! It's over!"

A sound of horse hooves came, and two big men with grim smiles looked at each other, then stopped and asked, "Why do you want to fight horses at night? Bao Zheng will come to trouble us tomorrow..."

The visitor turned over and got off the horse and shouted: "Zhouqiao Night Market is full of cooking, all of cooking!"

More than a dozen big men couldn't help but laugh.

"Those are coaxing people, right?"

The person who came rushed in, and soon a large group of people came out.

These are all merchants who operate food and beverages in Fanlou.

They stared blankly ahead.

"There are brothers who are queuing up to buy fried vegetables and they will arrive soon."

The sound of horse hooves is coming quickly, and no one cares about any violations. At worst, you can just hand them out, and at worst you can just fine them.

When he came to ride closer, the knight dismounted carefully, and someone went over to take the food box he was carrying.

"The villain goes to get the chopsticks!"

Some people are very clear-headed and want to use this to gain the favor of these merchants.

“No need.”

When the food box was opened, the five dishes inside were still steaming and smelling...

A merchant was vulgar and picked up a pig's belly with his hands, and was stunned as soon as he ate it into his mouth.

Merchants began to taste it one after another.

"Who did it? Who brought the vendors together to teach cooking? Who can have that great ability?"

"This is a new rule for us in Bianliang City! Who is it?"

The merchants' eyes were full of solemnity, and some people couldn't even believe it, and then pinched themselves hard.

Amid the screams, the later knight said, "It's the... Chen An who sells pot stickers."
Chapter completed!