After a few days of spring rain, the sky and the earth were full of green.

After the rain, some muddy roads did not block people's traffic, and a horse-drawn carriage galloped by, splashing muddy water, attracting a lot of scolding.

The man on the horse, dressed in a brown silk cloth with hidden flowers, also dodged, but his feet were splashed with mud.

He cursed in a low voice, urging the horse out of the main road and looking at the restaurant standing not far away.

On the high flagpole, the colorful flags are flipped with the wind, and the three characters of Taiping Ju embroidered in gold are looming.

At this time, it was noon, and there were several cars and horses parked in front of the restaurant, and through the rolled up bamboo curtains, you could see four or five people sitting inside.

That's not a booming business.

However, the seats in the hall were not satisfied, but there were still many people standing outside the hall door.

The man approached and looked at the bricklaying and benches in front of the door, and a few other cases with tea and dried fruits.

He frowned slightly, what is this for?

The man dismounted, and a man in charge of the carriage and horses took him.

"Guest, please come inside—" he said enthusiastically.

Before the man could answer, a burst of laughter erupted from among the people in front of the door.

“… Brother Siwei said wonderful, said wonderful..."

Then someone called the shopkeeper.

A shopkeeper standing in the hall was busy.

"Tell your shopkeeper to move this word to the hall, it's really distressing to be so exposed to the wind and sun." A scribe said, pointing to the plaque.

The man looked over and saw the word Taiping on the plaque.

This is the word of the famous word that spread throughout the city?

What's so bad about that?

The man frowned, ignoring the fact that he stepped into the hall.

Three guys, an old man behind the counter I don't know whether to doze off or do anything, in short, listless. The guy who ordered the food was a bit older. Speak clearly though. But there is no wit that a knower should have.

The food was served quickly, but it was nothing because there were fewer customers.

Does it taste?

The famous dishes of Jingzhong Restaurant are cloudy, and if you eat too much, that's it.

The man ate slowly, and from the time he came in to the hall the seated guests dispersed, and no one came in, though the crazy scribes outside the door were still there. But he didn't come in to eat, but just outside the door, he used his own cooking utensils to cook the joy that everyone now knows.

The Taipingju did not earn a single fortune from these scribes, but instead took tea and went in.

As I said earlier, these sour Confucians are the most stingy and high-minded, and it is impossible to expect them to bow down for a word, maybe they have begun to complain in their hearts, and they have polluted this good word in this vulgarity, and they hate this restaurant in their hearts.

"Checkout." The man said.

The dozing shopkeeper immediately became clever.

"Eight bucks." He squinted.

The man will know the money. Walking out the door, the man waiting for the carriage and horses here had already come with the horses.

It's different from other guys leading horses. The fellow of his twenties hung his hands and did not take the reins of his horse, nor drove to shout, but walked on the side with the horse.

This guy has a bit of a trick.

The thought flashed in the man's heart, but it was only a flash, after all, this was a restaurant, not a horse farm.

Turning over and getting on the horse, the man looked back at the road.

In the spring, this restaurant seems a little lonely.

He shook his head and looked back, and a carriage passed him, turning towards the Taipingju.

The man reined in his horse again, and watched as the carriage stopped in front of the door, and a monk came down.

Monks?

The man frowned slightly, could it be that the money spent on the Zen tea party that day was not enough, and the monk came to collect the debt?

Zen Master Minghai came forward, and there was no one who did not move.

A smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, those old monks, all of them are refined and greedy, how can they be contaminated.

Thinking of this, he urged his horse forward, and never looked back.

The horses galloped all the way, and after an hour they entered the city, stopping in front of the gods.

Although noon passed, the store was still full.

Seeing the man coming, a store guy had already taken it attentively.

"Shopkeeper, you're back." They all said.

The man ignored it and went straight in, and through the back porch, there was a group of guests coming down the stairs, pulling their faces and looking a little unhappy.

"....I didn't eat anything, and I asked for such a high price..."

One of them muttered.

Do these poor ghosts think that anyone here can afford to eat? Don't come if you can't afford to eat!

The man also pulled his face and walked straight into a room.

"How?"

Dou Qi, who was sitting on the ground, sat up straight with a bit of urgency and asked.

"Not very well." The shopkeeper sat down and said, "After all, the people didn't see much that day, I ordered tofu and tasted it, it was really good, but those nobles couldn't just for this taste to worship, they went so far outside the city, those nobles have good cooks in their homes, and they came to the restaurant to eat just for leisure, although the Taiping Ju was clean, but to say that it could enter the eyes of the nobles, or..."

He shook his head and said no more.

Dou Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said that those two cowards couldn't think of any good ideas." He said, "Worship before returning to the Buddha!" Who are the parents of food and clothing? ”

He said this with a little disgust.

"It's really shameless and skinless, Zuifenglou doesn't want them anymore, they changed to Taipingju, and they ran back." He said.

"Yes, this Taiping Ju was opened by a few foreigners, and it is normal to be stupidly slaughtered by us and coaxed by Old Man Wu and Li Dasco with a few words." The shopkeeper smiled.

Dou Qi snorted.

"However, I didn't expect these outsiders to have the secret skills of making tofu, and Li Dascoo is such a good carver, I didn't pay attention to it before." He said.

"The owner, the carver is used for plating, that is, it is a flower shelf, which is not a big deal." The shopkeeper said.

"However, this time it made him famous." Dou Qi said, muttering for a moment, "That's it, let's invite him back." ”

The shopkeeper was taken aback.

"Invite him?" He asked.

"It's useless for other restaurants to be flowery, but for our passing immortals. Flower shelves are somewhat useful. Dou Qi said. He stretched out his hand and swept his eyes. "It's pleasing to the eye, and the same dish can be more expensive."

The shopkeeper nodded.

"So, what if he doesn't?" He asked.

"Just give him a few more wages, what's a big deal." Dou Qi said indifferently.

That's right, who can refuse money.

The shopkeeper's response was, getting up and leaving, and thinking of something.

"That's right, the owner. When I came back, I saw that it seemed that the monk of Puxiu Temple had gone to Taipingju, and I didn't know what to do. He said.

"The monk won't go anywhere when he drinks flower wine, don't pay attention to him." Dou Qi said, waving his hand indifferently, frowning, "Speaking of monks, the worship of this Puxiu Temple is becoming more and more boring, I spent so much money, and I didn't see how good the popularity was." ”

The popularity has increased a lot, but it's a pity that it is not the white food of the day to be worshipped at this time. I asked the price and was scared away half, and after eating it, my heart hurt and I didn't dare to come again. At the end of the day, it's the regular customers who remain.

"When we call Li Dasco, let's buy a few new dishes, and it's fine." He said.

This made Dou Qi very uncomfortable to hear, when did he need to let that coward add popularity to him.

"Let's go down." He said, waving his hand.

Cheng Jianniang came to the store this time to take away the girl, and the girl was a little reluctant.

"Mrs. Zhang is a kind-hearted person." Cheng Jianniang said, "Meeting a kind-hearted person is a blessing from God. ”

The girl looked at her and nodded.

"It's not like I don't want you." Cheng Jianniang paused for a moment and said, "You are very good, and she is also very good." ”

She turned her head to look at the maidservant.

The maidservant grinned, as if she was calm, but a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

"Everybody's good." Cheng Jianniang continued, "It's just that it's a waste to stay with me, everyone must know the blessing and cherish the blessing." ”

The girl nodded and smiled.

"Lady, I know that you don't want me, you want me to live a better life." She said, "Lady, don't worry, I will definitely have a good life." ”

The masters and servants here were about to get up, and Xu Maoxiu came in.

"Sister, stay here." He said, "The people of the temple want to talk about a business. ”

People from Puxiu Temple want to talk about business?

The maid and the girl were a little surprised, and turned their heads to look at Cheng Jianniang.

Cheng Jianniang smiled slightly.

"It's coming pretty fast." She said.

The maid on the side sighed suddenly.

"Lady, aren't they for tofu?" She said.

"It is for the sake of tofu that Puxiu Temple wants to order our tofu." Xu Maoxiu nodded and said, stretching out his hand, "Three hundred catties per month." ”

The maid and the maid's eyes widened.

Three hundred pounds! Monthly Payment! Taipingju only uses these for half a year, and it is really a big temple.

"I don't have to go to see him, brother, you and the shopkeeper are in charge." Cheng Jianniang said.

"I think the price that Shopkeeper Wu has negotiated now is good." Xu Maoxiu said, stretching out his hand to compare the price.

The maid and the maid lost their minds again and stretched out their hands to cover their mouths.

"Fushu-ji Temple is really the largest temple in Kyoto." The maidservant muttered, "Strange ways all say that the Golden Temple and the Silver Buddha are all said. ”

Cheng Jianniang smiled, turned around and walked a few steps from the window, and the skirt of the mopping floor made a rustling sound.

"The largest temple in Kyoto, the largest temple in Kyoto, has a lot of people, and if it is a mundane thing that everyone can use, it is humiliated." She said, looking at Xu Mao, "The price will be increased by two percent, and our Taiping tofu will be specially supplied to the Puxiu Temple." ”

Cut off other sales outlets, give up other money, let them be unique to the temple, and the price must indeed be higher.

Xu Maoxiu nodded and said hello.

"I'm going to talk to them." He said, turned around and walked to the door, and stopped and looked back, "Sister is saying that this tofu is called Taiping Tofu?" ”

The tofu in Taiping Juli is naturally called Taiping Tofu, and the maid's thought flashed and she didn't care, but the girl on the other side looked at Cheng Jianniang and nodded, but couldn't help laughing.

Taiping steamed buns, Taiping view, Taiping residence, Taiping tofu....

It seems that the lady really likes to eat Taiping steamed buns.

Xu Maoxiu pulled the door out of the door, and the two girls in the house came back to their senses.

"Lady, it turns out that this is the sincerity you want the Buddha to see!" The handmaiden muttered again. (To be continued......)