Dad didn't say a word, dragged me and Master He, went out of the back kitchen, went straight to the second floor, found a private room in the back, dragged people directly into the private room, turned around and quickly locked the door, and said nervously.

"Let's have a meeting today, this matter is a secret of our store, we must not spread it, my son and I make up stories, Lao He, you just listen to it, and find a way to integrate the hot pot into it." After saying this, the master of Master He's more than forty and almost fifty years was moved to tears, how big is this? When he was down there just now, he didn't think that his father would drag him up and let him attend the meeting, what is this? This is a big thing, if it is done, it will be a fundamental matter involving the hotel, there is a saying, the person who is a confidant dies, after listening to the old man, he was speechless with excitement, just nodded.

There wasn't much gossip, and the three of them gathered around the table, and you and I said a word, and combed through the story, oh no, history.

It is said that when the Eight-Nation Coalition Army entered Beijing, the society was in turmoil, and people with lofty ideals from all over the country rose up to resist the invasion of foreign troops, but the national army did not have the slightest will to fight, and was defeated and defeated again and again, and saw that the foreign army was about to enter BJ City, a haze covered the Forbidden City, and it could not be dissipated for a long time, and the larger and larger it gathered, the darker and darker it became, and the Qing court stood at a crossroads of history at this time, whether it was war or surrender? But the people in the palace, what kind of person is that? That's all the old foxes, the culture accumulated by the officialdom of the Qing Dynasty, that learning is called a thoroughness, just find a third way for you, while saying that you want the Eight Banners and the Green Battalion to resist, while sending ambassadors to foreign armies to say that they want to surrender, and there is no delay on the feet, and in a blink of an eye, the slippery number is slipping. The people in the palace who were left behind were in danger of everyone, from the princes and nobles to the eunuchs and palace maids, everyone was constantly digging the corner of the little capital that was left in the Qing court and was about to be destroyed in this haze.

The white imperial doctor is also my ancestor, when the foreign army landed, he was sent to the home of a powerful person to regulate his body, and he was delayed for a long time, seeing that the foreign army was about to hit BJ City, he returned to the palace, and when he returned to the palace hospital, he found that the valuable ones were taken away by the people who fled with the emperor, and the worthless things were also moved away by the people in the palace who stayed behind.

When I returned to the remote old house where I slept, I found that when I lit the candles, the candlesticks were gone, and when I was eating, the stools were gone, and I couldn't find the toilet when I went to the toilet! The dilapidated old house, even more bleak, feeling that this place can not stay and can not stay in the white imperial doctor, so he plans to pack up and hurry home, because the things in the house are basically emptied, it seems that the usual small house, at this time is particularly empty, in the white imperial doctor cleaned up, just about to go out, saw the house where the cabinet was put before, there is a brick in the ground is a little abnormal bulge, the white imperial doctor walked over, cocked the brick, found that under the brick is a piece of worn-out deerskin, hurriedly carried it into his arms, and trotted all the way out of the palace, rented a carriage and ran for three days without stopping back home, only then a little relieved, opened the deerskin, wrapped in a piece of yellow silkAnd when he unfolded the silk, he saw a passage written on the silk.

"I am the Ming Dynasty Imperial Physician Ling Miao rejuvenation, now the Tartars are rampant, the capital is in danger, the old man as an official of the Ming Dynasty, swear not to surrender, now the old man will study a lifetime of prescription buried here, those who are destined to get it. The prescription is made of 54 kinds of medicinal materials, the medicinal properties are violent, can not be taken directly, remember to remember, it should be put into the broth to boil, for food supplement, the prescription has the ability to strengthen the body, nourish the qi, nourish the yin and nourish the kidneys, long-term use also has the miraculous effect of prolonging life and opening up intelligence"

The white imperial physician listed it as the top secret of the family, passed on from man to woman, from generation to generation, when it was passed on to the father's generation, because many medicinal materials have become extinct or unusable, such as tiger whip, rhino horn, hundred-year-old ginseng, etc., even if you have money, you can't buy it, so after improvement, some precious medicinal materials have been removed, and some medicinal materials have been added, and now the prescription has changed from fifty-four to thirty-two kinds of medicinal materials, and many of the magical effects in the prescription are gone, but the effects that have been retained are also extraordinary.

Speaking of this prescription, there is indeed this piece of yellow silk at home, it is indeed handed down by the ancestors, long-term use will indeed strengthen the body, but the origin of the prescription is unknown, in short, there is no on the market, in ancient times, those Chinese medicine prescriptions were regarded as treasures, and they will never be passed on, just like why many of the previously prosperous crafts have been lost, a truth, for ancient craftsmen, the technology in their hands is the rice bowl of the whole family, and when it is passed out, the whole family may not be able to afford to eat, and naturally the technology on the handThe prescriptions are all self-cherished, otherwise so many skills would not have been lost as they are now.

Such a perfect historical story has gone through the three of us, brain-opening conjectures, and finally formed, so the four prerequisites that determine whether the hotel can become a major feature of the local area have met three, which are "history, heritage, characteristics", and now it is not good reputation!

Hehe, word-of-mouth~ Of course, it can't be spread out of my own mouth, from my own mouth, it's Wang Po selling melons, selling and boasting, just like my own starting point, I am jumping around in my own book review area, haha, that's called propaganda, it's called narcissism, it's not word of mouth, you have to think about it, how to let this matter be carried forward through others?

Just when everyone was at a loss for how to spread it, my eyes glanced at the TV~ Suddenly a flash of inspiration, oh mom, I always admire myself.