Chapter 230: The owner of the Sichuan restaurant
Lao Meng didn't seem to notice Xueling's dissatisfaction, and then said: "Chong Yi Lao Dao told me a story again this time, hehe, what kind of story do you guess you are telling? The story of Confucius! A Taoist heir told me a Confucian story, haha! He said that one day, Confucius took Yan Hui to the east gate of Lu to see Mount Tai, as if he was having a fun party. When Confucius looked at the east gate of the Lu Kingdom, he asked this class of classmates that there was a white line at the east gate, which was walking around like a white cloth, and he didn't know what it was. It's like Confucius testing everyone, can you see it? As a result, everyone's eyes are not good, and they can't see. Confucius said that your eyesight is so bad that even my old man saw a white line walking at the east gate of Lu State. Yan Hui said beside him, "Teacher, it's not a white practice, it's a person in white clothes riding on a white horse and running very fast." Confucius was very surprised when he heard this, looked at Yan Hui, was stunned for a long time without speaking, and shook his head. Since then, Confucius no longer paid attention to Yan Hui, and as a result, Yan Hui left at the age of forty. Why? Because Yan Hui studied too hard, exposed his spirit, and saw everything too clearly, can he still live?"
Time goes back to two hours ago.
Jiasong Road, which is adjacent to Xiangzi Street on the east side of Xiangzi Street, is similar to Xiangzi Street, which is also an ancient street with many years of heritage, with a paved road of blue bricks and houses on both sides.
On the south side of this road, there is a renovated antique Okiai Sichuan restaurant. The owner of the hotel is a man of about forty years old with a cold face and no smile.
This boss is also one of the masters of this Sichuan restaurant, and he makes good Sichuan dishes, especially the three dishes of Kung Pao chicken, boiled fish and sweet and sour pork ribs, which are a must, and people who can't eat them will not want to return!
As a result, there are many repeat customers and many people who come to the store, and business is booming.
However, the owner of this shop does not seem to want to make money at all, and opens a maximum of eighteen tables at noon, and a little more at night, and definitely no more than twenty-seven tables.
If this number is exceeded, it is useless to give more money than the guest says a lot of good things.
Moreover, each table of dishes, the boss only makes three dishes at most, sometimes the mood is bad, one is also normal, anyway, you love not to come, never force, but as long as the dishes on the table, absolutely guarantee the quality.
However, these unreasonable rules did not make the business of this Sichuan restaurant worse, but on the contrary, its reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and the business is also very hot!
And because this Sichuan restaurant never accepts table reservations, people who want to come here for a meal have to come here early to queue up for a table.
This morning, it's still early, but the Chonghe Sichuan restaurant is already full!
Because today is a temple fair, there must be a lot of people who come here to eat, so those who want to eat a bite of kung pao chicken or boiled fish come early to occupy their seats.
However, the boss doesn't eat at this time, and if you want to eat, then honestly wait here until eleven o'clock!
Two more people opened the curtain and walked in, the old man was wearing a black coat, burly in his fifties and sixty years of age, and wearing a black felt hat and a maroon scarf around his neck, very stylish! He was followed by a young man in his twenties, the same tall man, dressed in a black suit, and with a grim face.
A shopkeeper in his early twenties was sitting behind the cash register with a pair of headphones listening to music, glanced up at them, and said unceremoniously: "It's full today, come early next time." ”
The old man walked to the cash register, took out a Yuan Datou and threw it on the table, and asked, "Where is your boss?"
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put away his headphones and Yuan Datou, and said very respectfully: "The boss is in the kitchen, I'll take you in." ”
Lifting the curtain in the kitchen, the master of the red and white case was busy inside, and one of the masters with a thin face and blazing eyes and a black apron was skillfully cutting sashimi.
"Boss, someone is looking for you. The shopkeeper said respectfully.
The boss didn't look back, still intently cutting the sashimi, as if he didn't listen to the shopkeeper's words.
Lao Meng walked over, pinched a piece of crispy meat that had just come out of the pot from the bamboo basket, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and exclaimed: "Well! Some time ago, I went to Beijing, where I just opened a Beijing restaurant, and it looks pretty good. I'll just go inside for a meal, damn it, that chef can't compare to you, what kind of stuff are you looking for!"
The boss still didn't speak, didn't raise his head, and cut the fish fillet wholeheartedly.
The other cooks, and even the handymen who were doing their own work, seemed to turn a blind eye to them.
The shopkeeper who led them in smiled bitterly at them and walked out again.
Xiao Qiu's eyebrows furrowed, and he was very dissatisfied with this boss's indifferent attitude! Who is Lao Meng, this is the Yu family's big housekeeper, even if he goes to the city government, those officials are very enthusiastic about Lao Meng, what is the boss of this broken restaurant?
Lao Meng gestured to Xiao Qiu and told him not to be impulsive and wait patiently.
The boss didn't nail the knife to the cutting board until he had sliced all the three carps, turned his face, and looked at Lao Meng, both of whom showed a mysterious smile.
"Come with me for a cup of tea. The boss said.
"Okay. Lao Meng did not refuse.
Xiao Qiu looked at them inexplicably, thinking to himself who this person was, who could make Lao Meng so patient!
He was given a vacation by Yu Man today and had nothing to do, and it happened that Lao Meng wanted to go out and couldn't drive, so he knew that Xiao Qiu was free today, so he called him to accompany him.
But what did Lao Meng want to do, who was he looking for, Lao Meng didn't say, and Xiao Qiu didn't ask.
Xiao Qiu also walked out of the kitchen and went up to the second floor.
The owner took them to a small but tastefully decorated living room with a stone table and a tea set.
Tea trays, teapots, teacups, teapots for washing teacups, wooden tweezers for teacups, copycats for tea, brushes, porcelain jars for spring water, and small red clay stoves!
Although Xiao Qiu doesn't understand tea, he can also see that these things are definitely valuable and good!
On the east and north walls of the small living room, there are two full-top mahogany cabinets, after the boss opened them, Xiao Qiu found that they were full of bottles and cans, needless to say, all tea.
The boss didn't speak, and Lao Meng didn't speak, he sat on the Taishi chair next to the table with a smile, and also motioned for Xiao Qiu to sit there.
Xiao Qiu had no choice but to sit there, watching Lao Meng boil water, set tea, warm utensils, brew, pour tea, and finally pour a translucent and burgundy tea soup into the bone china tea bowl.
Lao Meng was not polite, he picked up the tea bowl and drank it, and Xiao Qiu also picked up a cup and tasted it, which was really good. In the past few years, he has been in the Yu family, influenced by the Yu family, he has not drunk tea, it can be said that he has drunk all kinds of expensive and good tea, although he has never understood tea, but he probably knows that the cup he drank today should belong to rock tea, it seems to be the best Da Hong Pao, it must be very precious.
"Xueling, you are still so generous, and you have taken out such precious tea. Lao Meng put down the teacup and said with a smile.
"Lao Meng, I haven't seen you for several years, and a cup of tea is nothing. The boss finally opened his mouth, and the voice was very characteristic, with a special magnetism.
"Xueling, some time ago I went to Beijing and went to Baiyun Temple on purpose. Lao Meng said.
"Oh. Xueling replied lightly, without a trace of emotion.
"I went early in the morning, and it was called a pure one, and there was not a single pilgrim but me. Lao Meng said, "I went around in it and put on a pillar of high incense, and guess what? I met that Taoist priest again!"
"Chongyi?" Xue Ling finally raised his head, and an imperceptible glint flashed in his eyes.
Lao Meng poured himself tea, drank it dry in one gulp, and said, "Yes, it's him!"
"He's still in Baiyun Temple?" Xue Ling was a little incredulous.
"Coincidentally, he just came back from traveling all over the world, and let me run into him, what do you say this is not providence?" said Lao Meng with a smile.
"Oh. Xue Ling replied lightly, obviously not fully believing Lao Meng's words.
Lao Meng continued: "This Chong Yi saw me for a long time, and even recognized me, after I greeted him, he looked embarrassed, and apologized to me again and again, saying that he had traveled all these years and had new insights, and the words he told us last time he saw us were not the true meaning of the Great Dao, I am afraid that it misled us." ”
"Oh. Xueling replied lightly, and this time there was already a faint unhappiness in his tone.
Lao Meng didn't seem to notice Xueling's dissatisfaction, and then said: "Chong Yi Lao Dao told me a story again this time, hehe, what kind of story do you guess you are telling? The story of Confucius! A Taoist heir told me a Confucian story, haha! He said that one day, Confucius took Yan Hui to the east gate of Lu to see Mount Tai, as if he was having a fun party. When Confucius looked at the east gate of the Lu Kingdom, he asked this class of classmates that there was a white line at the east gate, which was walking around like a white cloth, and he didn't know what it was. It's like Confucius testing everyone, can you see it? As a result, everyone's eyes are not good, and they can't see. Confucius said that your eyesight is so bad that even my old man saw a white line walking at the east gate of Lu State. Yan Hui said beside him, "Teacher, it's not a white practice, it's a person in white clothes riding on a white horse and running very fast." Confucius was very surprised when he heard this, looked at Yan Hui, was stunned for a long time without speaking, and shook his head. Since then, Confucius no longer paid attention to Yan Hui, and as a result, Yan Hui left at the age of forty. Why? Because Yan Hui studied too hard, exposed his spirit, and saw everything too clearly, can he still live?"
Xueling's face was cold, and he lowered his head to drink tea.
"After Chong Yi told me this story, he told me another sentence, what Zhou proverb says: Those who observe the fish are ominous, and those who hide wisdom are in trouble. I asked Chong Yi, "Old Dao, what do you mean by this?" As a result, Chong Yi put on a mysterious and unpredictable look, smiled at me, and left without saying anything, and I was so angry that I really beat him up!"
Xueling still drank tea in a muffled voice and didn't say anything.
Xiao Qiu was bored listening to it, what happened to this old Meng today? How could he say these inexplicable words that people couldn't understand!
Fortunately, after Lao Meng said this, he finally changed the topic and chatted with Xueling. This chat lasted more than an hour.
Xiao Qiu was sitting bored, and suddenly the phone rang, and after answering it, it turned out to be Yu Man calling, and he was in danger, next to Xiangzi Temple!
Xiao Qiu was loyal to Yu Man, and said to Lao Meng and Xueling: "Miss is in danger, it's in Xiangzi Temple!" After speaking, he ran downstairs.
Lao Meng also stood up, walked to Xueling's side, put his hand on Xueling's shoulder, and said, "Big brother wants to see you, let's come tomorrow." ”
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