Babao Lou, no, it's Babao fast food now. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The tables and chairs on the second floor are wider than those on the first floor, with four to six seats per table, and the seats are more comfortable.

The four or five plates in front of Wen Yanbo had all been emptied, and he took out the handkerchief he was carrying and wiped his mouth, nostalgic for the residual taste in his mouth.

"Shaobao, does it taste okay?" Chai Jue looked at the way he had just gobbled it up, recalled the scene when he ate sweet and sour tenderloin for the first time, and smiled.

Wen Yanbo's face was still unsatisfied: "It's not enough! It's a memorable aftertaste, especially this sweet and sour tenderloin and barbecued pork, oily but not greasy, full of five flavors, wonderful, wonderful!"

At this time, the entourage brought two bowls of soup, Chai Jue brought a bowl, handed it to Wen Yanbo, and said with a smile: "Shaobao, please try the soup." ”

"Example soup?" Wen Yanbo looked at the soup in the bowl, in the thick brown-red soup, there was a bone, there were a few pieces of lotus root, smelled it, and with curiosity, he took a sip gently.

"Hmmm!" it tasted sweet and fresh, and it was completely different from the soup he usually drank.

The soup of the Song Dynasty was simply the kind of meat or vegetables that were put into a pot and soaked, and it was the first time he had encountered it when he had cooked a beautiful soup with good ingredients for an hour or two like this.

Wen Yanbo simply took the whole bowl up, drank the bowl at once, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "Compared with the delicacies in the palace, there are also more than them." Then he smiled and asked, "Why is it called 'case soup'?"

Chai Jue slowly picked up the spoon and savored his own soup, when he tried this soup for the first time, he was as anxious as Wen Yanbo, and after tasting different soups for several days in a row, he slightly controlled his demeanor to keep eating.

After tasting a few mouthfuls of soup, he said leisurely: "The first is pork knuckles in a pot with winter melon and barley, the second is pork ribs in a yam and peanut pot, the third is pork lungs in a pot of cabbage and apricots, the fourth is a pork bone pot with red beans and lotus root, and the fifth is a penny for a penny for a chicken pot with chestnuts." ”

"Oh?" Wen Yanbo swallowed and asked, "What about the sixth year of junior high school?"

"The sixth day of the first month is reincarnated again," after saying that, Chai Jue added some tea to the cups of the two: "Example, practice also." ”

Wen Yanbo raised his glass and was about to drink it, but he couldn't bear to wash away the wonderful taste in his mouth, so he put down the cup and sighed: "I see," but he was puzzled: "This soup is not too much to cost five cents a bowl, why give it away for nothing?"

"Babaolou fast food dishes are mostly fried and fried, although they are fragrant and delicious, I can't help but feel greasy after eating more, and the soup is just greasy. Chai Jue explained Le Lin's answer to him to Wen Yanbo as it was.

"Okay!" Wen Yanbo figured out the doorway as soon as he heard it, and applauded: "It seems to be a benefit to the guests, but in fact, this soup is stewed in a big pot, and the cost is very small, but the guests feel that they have benefited a lot, which is wonderful!"

"Shao Bao is clear. ”

Wen Yanbo looked left and right, frowned, and said, "Why don't you see the prince of Anguo?"

"He......" Chai Jue took a sip of tea and was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him: "Third Highness!"

The two looked back, and as soon as they said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and the person who came was "Lelang".

Wen Yanbo looked at the visitor carefully, and saw that "he" was dressed in an indigo gold brocade shirt, a sandalwood antique satin robe, a face like a crown of jade, bright eyes and bright teeth, and said in his heart: "What a young man!"

Le Lin also secretly observed the other party, seeing that he was dressed in a noble manner, and together with Chai Jue, he must be a person in the palace, about forty years old...... Who could it be?

Chai Jue hurriedly recommended each other for the two: "Le Lang, this is the palace servant and prince Shaobao - Wen Yan Bowen Shaobao." ”

"See Lord Wen. Le Lin bowed her hand, thinking that the name Wen Yanbo was so familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, she remembered that she had heard of this person in the history books, and Wen Yanbo of the Renzong Dynasty recommended Wang Anshi, but later when the Shenzong Dynasty, due to political disagreement, he opposed Wang Anshi's changes, and was impeached by political opponents, and died depressed.

She sighed, in this time and space, will Wang Anshi, Sima Guang, and Qingmiaofa still appear? What about Su Shi? What about Ouyang Xiu? Will she have the opportunity to meet these great writers?

Wen Yanbo didn't know what Le Lin thought, but he felt that the young man in front of him was polite, neither humble nor arrogant, and his good impression increased, and he said: "The son of the world is polite." ”

Chai Jue's eyes were sharp, and he saw that Le Lin was holding a few pieces of paper full of words in his hand, and hurriedly pulled "him" to sit down: "Do you have any new ideas?" ”

"This ......" Le Lin flipped through the paper in her hand, her face was difficult, and she didn't know if Wen Yanbo was reliable.

"Lelang, don't worry," Chai Jue knew what "he" was worried about, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wen Shaobao is upright, and he will definitely keep it secret for you." ”

Le Lin distributed it to the two of them, and said busily: "There is no need to keep it secret, the leaflets have just been distributed, and this matter may need to be publicized by Lord Wen." ”

Wen Yanbo was curious, took a leaflet, about the size of a book, and looked at it carefully, only to see that "Le's Double-entry Bookkeeping Training Course" was printed in the middle.

"Training class?" Wen Yanbo raised his eyes to look at Le Lin, and the other party motioned for him to continue looking.

Printed below the title is an introduction: "Le's double-entry bookkeeping was created by the first generation of Anguo Gong Leshan. The unique secret method, exquisite and practical, must be learned by the shopkeeper. Zheng Youliang, a senior accountant and the shopkeeper of Ruyi Zhai, personally taught, the opportunity must not be missed, and the time cannot be repeated!"

Wen Yanbo was busy looking down: "The training class has twelve classes per session, and each session lasts for two hours. The tuition fee is 30 yuan, and each class has 20 students, and the deadline is when the enrollment is full. Upon completion of the test, you will receive a certificate of qualification as a bookkeeper. Trial classes are held on the second, eighth and sixteenth days of junior high school, and can be booked in advance. Teaching location: Yucai Academy, that is, the original Ruyizhai jewelry store. ”

"Ridiculous!" Wen Yanbo couldn't help but exclaim: "How can the ancestral secret method be easily granted to others?!"

Chai Jue and Le Lin have been together for a longer time, and they are more flexible than Wen Yanbo, but they don't quite agree with Le Lin's approach: "Shao Bao is right! Thirty guan is too much of a loss, according to me, I don't have to worry about selling fifty guan." ”

"Third Highness!" Wen Yanbo was shocked by Chai Jue's words, and wondered whether he should persuade him to be cautious of making bad friends, this copper-smelling habit must have been learned from "Le Lang", and he raised his eyebrows and glared and said: "Even the gold and silver mountains cannot be replaced! The secret recipe passed down by the ancestors should be regarded as a treasure," and said to Le Lin with a heartbroken heart: "Le Gong has no descendants like this, sigh, sad." ”

"Dare to ask Master Wen," Le Lin also didn't like Wen Yanbo's arbitrariness before trial, and asked rhetorically: "If the ancestor leaves a prescription that is not needed in the future, but there are sick people who need it, can it be exchanged for money in the future?"

"To each according to his needs, everything is necessary. ”

"Then the shopkeepers who are not the shopkeepers, do not need to settle accounts, and sell the secret recipes of accounting handed down by their ancestors to the shopkeepers who settle accounts every day, why not take what they need?"

"You!" Wen Yanbo didn't expect Le Lin to dig a trap for him, shook his hand, and said angrily: "Twist and turn, reverse black and white!"

Le Lin understood that a middle-aged person of Wen Yanbo's age had already established values, and he was not as easy to persuade as Chai Jue, so she shook her head with a wry smile, thought about it, and asked sincerely: "Can Master Wen settle accounts?"

Wen Yanbo was furious and was about to continue to blame, but seeing that Le Lin did not seem to be provocative, he took a sip of tea to dissipate his anger, and replied: "The old man has been practicing the 'six arts' since he was a child, and he has dabbled in etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics. ”

"Master Wen has time now?"

"Hmm. Wen Yanbo didn't know why, and he didn't want to pay much attention to Le Lin, so he turned his face and snorted lightly as an answer.

Chai Jue saw that the scene was a little cold and embarrassing, and hurriedly opened his mouth to play a round: "You have free time, what are your arrangements, Lelang?"

"Today's Shen Shi is the first trial class, since Master Wen has a slight remark on the next practice, you might as well try it out and then make a judgment. ”

Hearing that there were new things, Chai Jue was happy, but because Wen Yanbo was unmoved, he persuaded: "Shaobao, if you accuse without understanding, Le Lang will inevitably be unconvinced, just fine, why don't you listen to what they are doing?"

Chai Jue opened his mouth, and Wen Yanbo couldn't refuse, so he had to say: "Just follow what His Royal Highness said." ”

Le Lin looked at the copper kettle in the hall that showed the time, and before it was three o'clock, she hurriedly led the way: "Time is running out, please follow along." ”

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