Su San followed Yuwei to the front door and saw a street with Coal Market Street written on the side of the road. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su San looked back and saw that this place was next to Dashilar.

"Coal used to be sold here?"

Su San pointed to the sign and asked.

"By the way, from the Ming Dynasty, this place was called the coal market, and the coal in our Beijing city used to be transported by camels from the west side of Mentougou, and all of them were piled up here to sell. At that time, Qianlong Ye began to gather restaurants in this realm, but the name has not changed. ”

Su San noticed that he always spoke of Beijing instead of Beiping. It seems that this Yuwei looks easy-going, but there is still a stubborn side in his temperament.

"That's it, the soup pot here is particularly famous, it's windy today, it's just right to drink the soup, it's hot."

Yuwei pointed to a restaurant in front of him, and saw a plaque hanging on it that read: Taifeng Building. Su San stood still: "It's okay to go in, but I have to invite you today, otherwise, I'll go directly to Dashilan to eat stew." ”

"So? Miss Su is a bold person, whatever you want. ”

Two people walked in, and Mr. Guy greeted him: "Two inside, please." ”

A middle-aged man standing inside, when he saw him, he immediately came over and hugged his fists: "Third Master Wei, you are gone." ”

"Well, you're still here, why are you rising?"

"Look at what you said, no matter how high I am, I'm just a stinky runaway."

The man laughed.

"This running hall can be different from running hall, you Da Kuizi has been here for many years, from Dashilar to the front door, everyone knows it, just say the allusions to the capital in the stomach, who can compare to you."

"Thanks to the praise of the third master, I am happy to become a flower."

Because they were regular guests, the two of them were welcomed into a private room by the lobby shopkeeper Da Kuizi and served refreshments.

Yu Wei ordered a few of the restaurant's signature dishes, and Da Kuizi hurriedly ordered to do it: "This is the third master of the Kejun Wang family, you order it carefully." ”

Xiao Er went down, Da Kuizi was also leaving, Yu Wei shouted: "Wait a minute, let's talk." ”

Su San felt a little strange, what is there to talk about with a running hall?

Yu Wei patted the chair next to him and motioned for Da Kuizi to sit down, Da Kuizi smiled: "How dare the little one sit in front of the third master, just stand." ”

Yu Wei didn't let it go anymore, and slowly scratched the jasmine tea with a covered bowl: "Do you know the incident that Jinghua gathered three years ago?" ”

"Why did the third master think of asking this?"

It turns out that this Taifeng Building is very famous in Beiping City, known as one of the eight buildings in Beijing.

This is a Shandong restaurant run by Shandong people, this soup is very famous, the well-known are stewed mullet egg soup, as well as hibiscus white fungus soup, hot and sour chicken soup, etc. President Sun Da and his wife were very appreciative of the soup and dishes of this family, and politicians, literati and writers in the capital also liked to come here. This Da Kuizi is the nephew of the old shopkeeper of Taifeng Building, who has been in the lobby for nearly 20 years, and is sent every day, well-informed, and can be said to be inquired about in the capital.

"Truth be told, I'm working at this newspaper right now."

"Oh, my third master, how can you go there, it's a fierce place, and it can't be fierce."

Da Kuizi seems to be genuinely thinking about Yu Wei, and he doesn't care about any dignity at the moment, so he directly sat next to Yu Wei and talked about the history of Jinghua.

"That place, first of all, the building is in trouble."

"Diaphragm?" Su San is a southerner and doesn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

"Oh, that's the taboo?"

Yu Wei asked.

"Yes, the land is not auspicious. That place used to be a small Jingguan's house, and that Jingguan was still a Hanlin, yes, it is said that he was still a student of Zheng Taiyi back then. ”

Seeing Su San's blank face, Yu Wei explained softly on the side: "Zheng Taiyi is Zheng Xiaoxu, and his words are Taiyi." In the story of the bead I told last time, the forehead is his grandson. ”

"Oh." Su San nodded and motioned for Da Kuizi to continue.

"Isn't that what happened after that?"

Da Kuizi looked at Yu Wei and swallowed the word revolution.

"This little Hanlin is still doing things ******, so let's write for the emperor. It was probably in the thirteenth year of the Republic of China, yes, it was the thirteenth year of the Republic of China, the year the emperor left the palace, Xiao Hanlin's family was killed in one night, and more than ten members of the whole family were killed cleanly. ”

"Thirteen years of the Republic of China? At that time, I was only a few years old, and I seemed to have heard adults tell me about the murder of the entire family of a Kyoto official. And then what? ”

"The house is empty, how can anyone dare to rent it, and then it was several years later, when the Republic of China was twenty years old, a big boss surnamed Qian bought the building and opened a newspaper, which is this Jinghua Hui, it has been rumored that the ghost of the unjustly killed person of the Hanlin family is not gone, it is a murderous house, the first few years of the newspaper was safe and sound, just three years ago, suddenly three technicians died of overtime at night, it is said that there are no scars on the body, everyone said that it was entangled with the people of the Hanlin family. Since then, the newspaper has not been allowed to work overtime at night. ”

"You know about falling down the stairs?" Su San asked.

"This guest who heard from here said that the eldest lady and the second miss of the Hanlin family were killed on the stairs and had their necks broken, and then the people from the newspaper office also fell down the stairs and broke their necks.

Da Kuizi said this bitter mouth: "Third master, you are a noble body, the palace is so big, you can afford to raise you, you can't afford to wade through the troubled water for this matter, that land is too evil, you better stay away." ”

"This thing is really strange, why do you say that it has been more than ten years since this ghost of the Hanlin family began to make trouble? What did they do before? Besides, there are unjust debtors and owners, what are they doing to trouble this newspaper? It wasn't the newspaper that harmed them. ”

Yu Wei shook his head and sighed, "I can't figure this out, it's weird, it's weird." ”

Su San's eyes lit up: "You say, what if someone from the newspaper really harmed them?" ”

"Newspaper people? It was in the thirteenth year of the Republic of China, and this newspaper was opened in the twentieth year of the Republic of China, and then these three technicians died three years ago, that is, in the thirty-second year of the Republic of China. The case that the people of this newspaper did back then, will it take so many years for the ghost to start revenge? Can't wow. Da Kuizi, what about the two who broke their necks? ”

"I remember that the two men were more than half a year before the three mechanics died, and it was also the summer of thirty-two, yes, yes, the summer, the cleaners died first, and on the third day a reporter also fell down the stairs and died. During that time, there were thunderstorms every day, and everyone said that the dragon king was angry. ”

Da Kuizi patted his head and remembered.

"Yes, it took eighteen years for the accident to happen, and this ghost's nerves are too problematic, right?"

Yu Wei smiled.

By this time, the dish had been served. Da Kuizi hurriedly stood up and set the plate, then bowed and said, "Third master, miss, use it slowly, I'll go down first." Third master, to say something about relying on the old and selling the old, I really watched you grow up, please, don't risk yourself, you are so expensive. ”

"Thank you, Da Kuizi, you're busy."

When Da Kuizi left, Yu Wei pointed to a soup dish and said, "This is the famous mullet egg soup in Lu cuisine." ”

"Mullet eggs? Is it the eggs of a black fish? How do you look like a lily? ”

Su San looked at the white petal-like things in this soup bowl, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a fish egg.

"Mullet eggs are not eggs laid by freshwater fish such as snakehead (blackfish), but dried ovary products of squid. In the former Qing Dynasty, it was listed as one of the eight treasures of the sea, winter food to dispel cold, summer food to relieve fever, this soup color is characterized by egg color milky white, thin as a piece of paper, delicious taste, smooth and refreshing, sour and salty. ”

Yu Wei talked about the food, and his face was calm, and there was nothing wrong with talking about the word ovaries to a woman, and he was frank and open.

Su San stretched out his thumb: "Awesome, awesome!" ”

At this time, I heard the voice of someone talking outside: "This business is not bad, I still ate at your place a few years ago, Xiao Wu, are you familiar with this place?" ”

Su San changed color slightly, lowered his head and used a spoon to scratch the soup, pretending not to hear.

Yu Wei also said casually: "The bad fish fillet is good, you taste it, this bad brine is all hung out by their own family, and this radish cake." (To be continued.) )