But Song Zixuan can't say anything about this, after all, he is not authentic first, and he secretly went to explore the way to take down the winter melon jar first, and now he says it, doesn't it mean that he admits it?

This industry is like this, you are all authentic, you will definitely not be able to get things, all the leaks that can be picked up, there is no explicit.

Knowing that he was being played, Song Zixuan still followed Wang Chengyong into the aftertaste Western restaurant.

Although this aftertaste Western restaurant is also a Western restaurant, it is 108,000 miles away from the grade of the golden years, if Wang Chengyong has been here, Song Zixuan is not so unusual.

The restaurant is not big, a total of about 180 square meters, six dining tables, and the tables are relatively old, they are old wooden tables, surrounded by white walls, and there is no excessive decoration.

If you don't look at the signboard at the door, Song Zixuan feels that this place is like a dog restaurant at the mouth of the alley, and it really doesn't have the style of a Western restaurant.

"Boy, don't look at the spoofing here, the food here is not simple. ”

"What's not easy? I just want to know where the pair of winter melon cans are?" Song Zixuan asked with some eagerness.

Wang Chengyong frowned and said: "I said do you understand, oh, just like you, as soon as you come in, ask where is the winter melon jar? ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan thought to himself, mainly because Wang Chengyong played with himself, otherwise he would not be so atmospheric in his heart, so anxious to look at the pair of winter melon jars.

"Let me tell you, the most famous dish of this restaurant is beetroot soup, cream mix and canned stewed beef, which tastes so authentic!"

"Russian food?"

"Okay, kid, do you understand?" Wang Chengyong's face showed a little appreciation.

"It's not that I understand, I haven't eaten it, but I've read it in books before, a few decades ago, almost all Western restaurants in China were mainly Russian. Song Zixuan said.

Wang Chengyong nodded: "That's right, this is a historical reason, we had a good relationship with Lao Maozi at that time, we ate Western food in that era, and we couldn't eat enough bread and butter." ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "That should be Leba." ”

"Yes, yes, connoisseur, haha, speaking of Western food, this aftertaste Western restaurant has a history, do you know the first Western restaurant?"

"The first Western restaurant in China...... At the ferry bar, the Germans did it. Song Zixuan said.

"That's right, this Western restaurant is the first Western restaurant run by Chinese people, this is famous, right?" Wang Chengyong said with a smile.

"Hey, that's history, why didn't you dry up?" Song Zixuan asked.

Wang Chengyong smiled: "Fire? It depends on how it is called fire, in the seventies and eighties, their house was full of fire several rounds every day, is this called fire?"

Song Zixuan nodded again and again.

"Later, people started to invest in other industries, and this store is poking like this, whether it is a loss or a profit, people want to have a feeling, after all, this is a piece of history of our ferry market." ”

"That's true, but ...... I have to ask, why am I having a treat? I'm going to help you today, shouldn't you be asking?"

"Hey, what you say is unreliable, although you are the nurse for me today, but I will give you a long insight, this is right?

Song Zixuan called this a helpless, and said in his heart that you played with the master, and now he also said to give me a long insight and let me have a treat, this old man is a real chicken thief.

But he doesn't care, there is no shortage of money in his hand, and it is worth it to ask for a meal to see the winter melon jar.

For people who love objects, this is the case, spending money does not necessarily have to get the baby, some treasures if they can look at it will be content.

It's like the green iron kitchen knife in Wang Chengyong's eyes, even if he can hold the knife and cut the shredded meat twice, it's worth it.

Subsequently, Wang Chengyong asked the waiter to order a few dishes, although Song Zixuan had never eaten them, he had also heard the names of these dishes.

However, although the shop is small, the dishes are not cheap, each dish is sixty or seventy yuan, and if you order three dishes, a beetroot soup, it costs three hundred yuan.

Two people eat 300 yuan, where is also a lot of consumption.

Soon, several dishes were on the table, and at this time, two more tables were seated around.

Song Zixuan looked at his watch: "There are still guests at this time, this business should be very stable, right?"

"Hehe, most of them are our age, looking for feelings, but I found that there are a lot of young people coming recently, the taste is king, you try this, the cream mix is delicious!"

Song Zixuan took a bite, and sure enough, it tasted good, he said: "It's not bad, I don't know if it's authentic or not, but the taste is really good, the chef here is not simple." ”

Wang Chengyong smiled when he heard this: "It's not good, after all, it has a history of more than 100 years, and this cook has changed from generation to generation, and one generation is not as good as one generation." ”

Song Zixuan nodded, it was really a century-old shop.

Wang Chengyong approached Song Zixuan, covered his mouth with his hand and whispered: "Some time ago, his family's food was very unpalatable, and I didn't plan to come, but recently Wei'er has returned, I heard that their family is outsourcing." ”

"Outsourcing? Can a hotel do this?"

"It's not fresh, and now many restaurants buy finished products, open them and pour them into plates and sell them, which is not fresh. ”

Song Zixuan nodded slowly: "That's right, but this taste is delicious, and the chef who outsourced it is amazing." ”

"That's ...... First of all, you have to understand hungry dishes, and then you have to really learn it, plus your own understanding, hehe, this thing can't be learned with the recipe, you have to really get started. ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan is a little interested in the outsourcer of this restaurant, this cooking skill is ...... If you can cooperate with the Fortune Hotel, this can also attract a lot of people.

However, it is a pity that the scale of the fortune restaurant is still a little smaller, otherwise it can be divided into Chinese and Western food areas, which will be more gimmicky.

After eating a few more bites of food, Song Zixuan said: "Don't eat it all the time, hurry up and say where is the winter melon jar?"

After learning about the history of Western food, Song Zixuan also believes that Wang Chengyong's words are true, this kind of century-old shop, especially the old store of foreign flavor, has a great possibility of cloisonné enamel objects.

Nowadays, a lot of cloisonné enamel things are foreign repatriation, and this kind of foreign shop is more likely to appear.

Wang Chengyong smiled and said, "You kid is blind, look up!"

Song Zixuan immediately looked around, and sure enough, there were display boards on the upper part of the wall, and there were many handicrafts on the boards, including vases, easels, and a pair of winter melon jars in Wang Chengyong's mouth.

As Wang Chengyong said, this jar is considered a palace style, whether it is filigree technology or color matching, it is full of luxury.

And the shape of the pure copper carcass is extremely perfect, absolutely worthy of the master craftsmanship, the most important thing is that from this side, the whole product is flawless, without any defects or damage.

Looking at the jar, Song Zixuan felt that his eyes couldn't be pulled out, looking at the jar of winter melon, as if he saw the picture in the palace at that time, the princess and the concubine and some women were chatting there, and the palace maid was cleaning the ground and wiping the palace lamp.

Thinking of this picture, Song Zixuan couldn't help but smile with enjoyment.

"Eh, boy, what do you think, I'm afraid you will laugh, let me tell you, these two cans are already surnamed Wang. Wang Chengyong hurriedly took chopsticks and pointed at Song Zixuan and said.

"Hey, how are you going to take it? This thing is so high, do you think people know it's valuable?" Song Zixuan said with a smile.

"Nonsense, I must not know, otherwise I can put that? If I fall and throw it off, I won't feel distressed to death. ”

Song Zixuan nodded slowly, his heart said that it was this reason, looking at the pair of winter melon jars, he liked it in his heart, but unfortunately today, that thing is destined to be surnamed Wang.

While speaking, Wang Chengyong got up and said, "You wait, I'll go over and talk now, and you can see my signal for a while, go over and help me." ”

Song Zixuan made an OK gesture, and Wang Chengyong left.

Seeing Wang Chengyong talking to the manager at the front desk, Song Zixuan couldn't help but smile, and suddenly thought that he should be like this when he took the object, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He ate a few more bites of the dish, and the taste of this dish seemed to suit his taste, but he didn't look at the winter melon jar again, he knew the rules, and if he looked at it twice, Wang Chengyong couldn't take it.

Soon, he saw Wang Chengyong's signal and walked over.

"Dad, why did you settle the account for so long. Song Zixuan came over and called his father directly, but he didn't suffer a loss, Wang Chengyong was a few years older than Song Yunhan.

"Ouch, it's not a checkout, son, I think those two cans are good-looking, do you think it's good to put them on the windowsill of our house?" Wang Chengyong said, pointing to the pair of winter melon cans.

Song Zixuan looked in the direction of Wang Chengyong's finger and said, "What kind of thing, why do you buy that?"

"You don't understand, I found someone to see feng shui, saying that our window sill lacks two furnishings, I went with your mother a few days ago, there is nothing good-looking, I think this pair is very good-looking. ”

Song Zixuan nodded slowly: "Oh...... Whatever, how much is it? ”

"People say it's a family heirloom, and it costs 20,000 yuan. ”

"How much?" Song Zixuan shouted in surprise.

"Twenty thousand...... I also think it's a little more expensive. Wang Chengyong looked embarrassed.

"Stop playing, 20,000 yuan...... It's not good to buy something, hurry back to eat. Song Zixuan said.

Wang Chengyong looked at the two jars again and said, "But...... Manager, you can't be cheaper, 20,000 yuan...... It's a bit outrageous. ”

"Dad, don't ask, hurry back to dinner, you said how many fake antiques did you buy?

At this time, Song Zixuan's expression was as if it was real, which was why Wang Chengyong was looking for him, this kid was really smart......

As soon as he heard this, the manager was not happy, and immediately said: "Young man, you can't talk nonsense, I took this thing from my own house, and I didn't plan to sell it at all, so you can not buy it, but this jar is really not a fake antique." ”

Song Zixuan and Wang Chengyong were happy in their hearts, what they were waiting for was this sentence, if the manager didn't fight, it was really difficult for them to find an entry point.

Wang Chengyong immediately said: "Look at me, this thing looks like a real thing." ”

"Come on, then tell me, what dynasty is this?" Song Zixuan asked.

"This is from the late Qing Dynasty, and it can't be wrong. The manager said.

Song Zixuan smiled secretly in his heart: "Come on, Dad, I'll check it for you from the Internet, how much does such a jar cost." ”

With that, he took out his phone and started searching.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.