() "Such a thing could happen!" Halfway through Ximen Qing's listening to Qiao'er's cry, Sun Erniang beside him couldn't help but jump up and said: "Sister, if something happens, I will make the decision for you. See if I don't kill you.

Three out!”

Wu Song turned back from the door, grabbed Sun Erniang and said: "If you are anxious, you have to listen to what someone has to say. Besides, the place is in Lingzhou."

Upon seeing this, Qiaoer saluted Sun Erniang and said, "This sister is very thoughtful."

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

Qiao'er lowered his head and said: "What the official said is true. The slave family took a chance to escape from the hotel in Lingzhou and came to Bianliang, Tokyo. Originally, he was going to join his distant relatives, but he was lucky enough to meet him.

This Sister Xiaocui has finally come to an end."

"Then why do you two do this kind of business?" Ximen Qing smiled and said: "You are also a strong woman. You must be unable to show off. I'm afraid this is the first time today?"

Xiaocui next to her rushed to answer: "The slave's house is in an alley not far behind Fengle Building. I used to do part-time jobs for Fengle Building. After I got my sister Qiao'er, I wanted to open a small shop to sell some tofu, but...

After scraping together a lot of money, I still lacked a lot of money, so I came to Fengle House to give it a try."

"To be honest, today is already the third day." Qiao'er smiled with tears in her eyes: "It's just that my skin has become thinner after two or three days, and I don't even have the courage to enter the house. Sister Xiaocui dragged me here just now."

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

As he spoke, Ximen Qing spread out his hand and gestured to Jiang Jing: "Finally we met at Fahua Temple. I'll pay for the money you need."

The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing took out a Jiaozi from his arms and put it into Ximen Qing's hand. When Ximen Qing saw that it was a Jiaozi with five guans, he frowned and said, "Take another 10 guans."

"Wuguan is enough." Xiaocui had some insight and recognized Wuguan Jiaozi: "The high official has a kind heart, and the slave family can't repay it."

Jiang Jing took out a pile of Jiaozi and searched inside. Ximen Qing snatched them away, randomly picked out two and gave them to Qiaoer, and said to Xiao Cui: "How boring is it to pay back and forth? Just take this money."

To make capital."

Qiao'er was holding it in his hand before he could see it clearly. He lowered his head and thanked Ximen Qing. Next to him, Xiao Cui saw two pieces of 20 pieces of jiaozi. He was so frightened that he hurriedly saluted and said: "The official gave me too much, so I can't use it."

These.”

"Just open the shop in a better place and make it bigger."

Ximen Qing didn't care: "I won't be able to visit you when the time comes."

Qiaoer and Xiaocui looked at each other and saluted together: "In that case, please ask the high official to give the store a name."

"Isn't it just a tofu shop?" Ximen Qing touched the thunder stone and said, "Then let's call it Xishi Tofu."

Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller on the side, couldn't help but remind him: "My boss, Xishi is from Zhuji County, and it can't be compared with Lingzhou or Tokyo Bianliang."

"Mr. Jiang, you are a bit pedantic." Ximen Qing pointed out Jiang Jing's problem unceremoniously: "It's just a sign. When doing business, you have to ask for praise. If you change it to Lingzhou Tofu or Bianliang

Tofu, what’s the appeal again?”

"Xi Shi was a beautiful woman in ancient times. Nowadays, two beauties open a tofu shop. Naturally, it is Xi Shi Tofu. What does it have to do with Xi Shi's origin?"

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

"As expected of the boss, he has a good business record."

To be honest, Qiaoer and Xiaocui have the same thoughts as Jiang Jing. Doing business is based on integrity. If someone is really serious and insists on entering the store to see if the master making tofu is Xi Shi, then what?

good?

However, after hearing Ximen Qing's explanation, it seemed to make sense, which made Qiaoer and Xiaocui both admired and happy.

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

Qiaoer and Xiaocui were so happy that they bowed again and thanked Ximen Qing for the name.

At this moment, a mustachioed head popped out of the door: "Dear guest, can the food be served?"

Ximen Qing nodded: "Bring them all over." He also wanted to leave Qiaoer and Xiaocui to eat.

Qiaoer and Xiaocui got the capital to open a shop. They were so excited that they could not sit still. They stood up and said goodbye: "I have already eaten when I come out, so I won't disturb the officials."

Ximen Qing smiled and said, "That's the case, so I don't have to force myself. If you have anything to do, just come to the Xixi Building in front and look for me."

Qiaoer and Xiaocui left with a lot of thanks. Xiaozhu hurriedly ordered the waiters to come over to serve the food. Wu Song came back and sat down again and said: "You are a poor man too. If big brother doesn't help, I will also help."

Sun Erniang sneered after hearing this: "Did Erlang fall in love with those two sisters just now?"

Sure enough, women in love are exclusive, and even Sun Erniang is not exempt from this rule.

Ximen Qing quickly laughed and said: "Where are you talking about, Er Niang? You say this dish is good."

Sun Erniang abandoned Wu Song and glanced at the table. At this moment, more than a dozen kinds of table dishes filled the rather small table.

There are four dishes of carved honey fried snacks, which are extremely sweet and exquisite snacks. Sun Erniang obviously skipped them directly; the four dishes of preserved bacon next to them are right for Sun Erniang's appetite, including meat strips, preserved shrimps, bacon and wine and vinegar pork.

The portion is just a little too small

Ximen Qing stretched out his chopsticks to taste the carved kumquats, while Sun Erniang directly launched an attack on the four plates of preserved meat, looking at the magic fortune teller Jiang Jingzhi and frowning.

Wu Song had just eaten two or three pieces of bacon, and Sun Erniang had already rounded up the four plates of preserved bacon.

"This wine, vinegar and meat is delicious." Sun Erniang waved her chopsticks: "How about two more plates, sir?"

Ximen Qing couldn't help but laugh and said: "Er Niang, this is just the main dish. The main dish is still behind. If you are full after just eating these, what will happen to the main dish behind?"

"These few small plates are not as big as the smallest plates in the original store of Nujia." Sun Erniang said with a look of contempt: "I can still eat ten more plates."

Wu Song next to him turned a blind eye and put down his chopsticks without saying anything.

"Then let's have another ten plates of wine, vinegar and meat." Ximen Qing ordered with a smile: "After all, we have to make sure that Er Niang is full."

I have to say that Ximen Qing likes Sun Erniang more and more as a foodie.

"Did you hear that? Go quickly!" Sun Erniang waved her hand impatiently at her mustache.

Both the mustache and the guys looked at Sun Erniang in shock.

Especially Mustache, he has never seen such a customer since he started working as a helper at Fengle Building.

It doesn’t matter if Sun Erniang can eat it, but why is it that Ximen Qing, as the master, is so indulgent?

"Since the guest likes it, I'll give you ten more portions of wine, vinegar and meat." Mustache lowered his head and responded, hiding his slightly twitching face.

The guys filed out, and the mustache also followed. At this time, another guy came in, carrying two porcelain bottles in his hands, and said to Ximen Qing: "Dear guest, this is a specialty of our Fengle Building. Hezhi and Mei

Shou, do you see?"

Ximen Qing chuckled and got to the point.

Fengle Lou is one of the thirty-six Bianliang restaurants in Tokyo that are officially designated as having the right to brew wine, and it is one of the best. It seems that Hezhi Meishou is the signature wine brewed by Fengle Lou.

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When it comes to these two kinds of wine, the magic fortune teller Jiang Jing does have a say. It seems that he drank a lot when he was in Bianliang, Tokyo.

"Boss, Hezhi and Meishou come from the Fenglelou family, but they are different." Jiang Jing took one of the bottles from the waiter and fiddled with it in his hand: "Let me talk about Hezhi first. In fact, there are many kinds of Hezhi.

It is made from well-brewed wine. It is mellow in the mouth and has a sweet taste. This is its characteristic. I drank it frequently before."

After saying this, Jiang Jing signaled to the waiter to come over. The waiter saw that the fortune teller Jiang Jing knew the wine at Fengle House better than he did, so he obeyed with a smile.

At this time, even if the customer's words are wrong, it will not be a loss of face. Giving the customer a chance to express himself will also be good for Fengle Building's business.

What's more, this guest spoke so eloquently that the waiter couldn't help but start jotting it down secretly for use when introducing it to other guests.

"Mei Shou is another story. As you can tell from the name, this is an old wine with a certain age. Although the taste is not as sweet as Hezhi, it has a particularly unique taste." Jiang Jing gushed, his saliva flowing down three thousand feet.

, almost not flooding the wine bottle: "Mei Shou is an unblended wine. The veteran will not choose the harmonious wine. Instead, he will choose this Mei Shou, which is the vintage."

After saying that, Jiang Jing pulled out the cork of the bottle, put it under his nose, smelled it and said, "Man, is the one you got ten years old?"

The waiter couldn't help but give a thumbs up after hearing this: "Guike is really awesome. This bottle of Meishou is aged for ten years. I guess it is the bottle of Meishou that is aged for ten years?"

"That's it." Ximen Qing smiled and nodded. The waiter poured four glasses of wine, brought them to him, said hello and left.

Facing the yellow-orange wine in the glass, Ximen Qing thought for a while, then picked it up and tasted it.

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

Ximen Qing also had a vague impression of Fenglelou's ability to make wine through this taste.

"Wine is good wine, but it's a pity that it can't compare with the wine we brewed ourselves." He gestured: "My boss is also superfluous, so you can just drink what you bring."

At this time, a soft "Hey" came from outside the door, and then a middle-aged man's voice said: "Is this guest also a traveler? He seems to have a high self-esteem, and he actually looks down on the elders of this building?"

Another voice came to mind next to him, which sounded younger: "I have tasted all the wines brewed by the thirty-six main stores in the city. I am one of the top three in terms of longevity. How come the villagers are so ignorant?

Are you boasting?"

Wu Song frowned and was about to get angry on the spot. Ximen Qing looked away and asked Wu Song to calm down. He chuckled and said: "If you have the ability to come in and talk, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak loudly at the door if you can."

Here are the benefits of the wine in Guilou."

Romantic Prince Ximen Qing:

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