The origin of the play Hongchen comes from a kind of wine, called "Hongchen has a dream".

Strictly speaking, even if this drama Hongchen is a restaurant, it is also a drama garden.

The boss here is from Fengchen and is named Susu. She was originally the daughter of a winemaking family, but because of the tribute wine of that year, she had a business trip and the building collapsed. There are no eggs under the nest, and Su Su is in the dust.

Later, the wine she brewed won the favor of Zhou Chengan, the king of Ya, who ransomed her life and opened a wine shop for her.

Su Su also has some means, but in just three years, this wine shop has become the first restaurant in the capital.

The wine that was favored by Zhou Chengan back then was the treasure of the town store, named Hongchen and dream, which could not be bought with money.

The rumors about Zhou Chengan and Su Su in the capital have never been broken. Zhou Chengan ignored it, and Su Su just smiled when he heard it.

Some good people said that Zhou Chengan did not marry the concubine because of Su Su, and the current prince is his brother, but he is a few months older than him, and he already has several concubines. Even several princes younger than him also married concubines after being crowned queens.

Han Yujin is not interested in the drama here, there is a stage in front of the Hongchen Hall of this play, Xiao Er's eyes are sharp, and when he looks around at Han Yujin and does not sit down, he knows that he is not satisfied with the environment here.

smiled and stepped forward respectfully and said:

"Girl, our backyard private room, quiet and elegant, the small one will take you there."

Han Yujin bowed her head and was about to go with Xiao Er, but Amber grabbed her.

"Girl"

Han Yujin knew that Amber was worried, and signaled that she didn't need to worry, so she followed Xiao Er to the private room in the backyard.

The backyard of Xi Hongchen is a large lake dug by hand, and Han Yujin knows it.

When she actually saw it, she couldn't help but sigh.

The play Hongchen occupies a large area, the lake refers to the living water outside the city, the nearest is the octagonal pavilion that is connected to the shore, the nine-curved bridge is connected between them, the pavilion is surrounded by white yarn, the lake breeze blows gently, the white yarn flies, the scenery is like a dream.

There are still boats of various sizes on the shore, and there are guests in the middle of the lake drinking and chanting poetry.

The front hall and backyard are like worlds apart!

Han Yujin walked into a pavilion that was relatively close, and after taking a seat, a maid came.

"What do you want girl?"

As soon as you hear it, you know that the maid's voice is trained, both delicate and charming, with a thick southern accent, sweet but not greasy.

I didn't order any wine or food, just the scenery and the sound could already make people intoxicated.

No need to be introduced by others, Han Yujin also knows the signboard here, and points out:

"The wine should be red and dusty, and the food should be white and frosty."

After saying that, she saw the woman smile and said calmly:

"I'm sorry girl, Hongchen has a dream and white dew and clear frost, there is only one copy a day, and it has been ordered by the guests who came early."

He said sorry, but there was no apology on his face, which he was used to seeing such things.

"As far as I know, there have been exceptions to Xi Hongchen, and he has made an exception for King Ya."

Hearing Han Yujin mention King Ya, the arrogance on the woman's face increased by one more point, is that an exception? Although the restaurant is Su Su's, who doesn't know that Su Su is Yawang's.

"King Ya is naturally different!"

The maid didn't give any other explanation, just a different sentence.

Han Yujin was not annoyed, and still said with a smile:

"King Ya is different, King Ya does elegant things, and he happens to be interested today, and he also wants to emulate King Ya once."

Han Yujin bet that Yawang Zhou Chengan was here, and when she entered the door, she saw a canopy car parked next to the restaurant.

It's really what she described when she described Yawang's car.

Han Yujin was blessed to the heart, and suddenly thought that he had a way to get rid of the Da Yang clan.

This time, I just wanted to alarm Zhou Chengan.

Before the woman understood what Han Yujin meant, she saw Han Yujin walking aside, there were pen, ink, paper and inkstones in each pavilion, and Su Su was regarded as a guest of honor for those who were outstanding in writing. Therefore, Han Yujin thought of this way to contact Zhou Chengan.

I saw her put pen to paper:

Enjoy the spring flowers and autumn moon,

Leave aside the poetry and writings.

The beautiful scenery is the king of Ya,

Don't leave a little melancholy.

The dream is red dust boiled wine,

The soul is white dew and clear frost.

Whoever writes with me is crazy,

Drunk and forgetful.

When the woman saw the hairpin, she put away a little pride, took the paper and retired.

Seeing Amber's worried gaze, Han Yujin snorted disappre一门ly, Sample, I can't kill you.

In order to reverse the original image of being fierce, Lin Jing never participated in any sports when she went to school, but her calligraphy was very lean.

It was just a stick of incense, and two maids came over with the woman just now, and the maids behind came with a tray and a curling voice.

"Girl, there are many offenses. This wine is invited by our owner Su Su to the girl, this is Hongchen has a dream, here are all kinds of side dishes, white dew and frost will be sent later. ”

Han Yujin smiled:

"Thank you Susu Gardener for me."

"You're welcome, girl."

After the woman stepped back, a maid came in with a tray in her hand.

"This is white dew, this is clear frost, the girl uses it slowly."

Han Yujin looked at the two dishes on the stone table, the white dew was served on a lotus leaf-shaped turquoise plate, I don't know what it was made of, the grains rolled like pearls, and the ones were crystal like dew, and the name white dew was worthy of its name.

Looking at the clear frost, the red leaf-shaped plate is filled with white flowers, and I don't know what material it is made of, so it looks quite appetizing.

After Han Yujin sat down, she called Amber to sit down too.

"Amber, come and have a taste."

Amber has been a master and servant since she was a child, how dare she sit at the same table with Han Yujin.

"Girl, you eat, I'll serve on the side."

Han Yujin glanced at her and said:

"Where are there so many rules, you can sit and sit, and there is no one else."

Amber couldn't sweep Han Yujin's interest, and reluctantly sat down.

Han Yujin picked up the spoon and tasted the white dew first, the entrance was crispy, and when she tasted it carefully, it turned out to be made of radish.

When I tasted the frost again, it turned out to be tofu.

Han Yujin really can't be an elegant person, no matter how poetic the name is, no matter how much the taste changes, she can't ignore its essence. I can't help but sigh:

"Today is a long insight, it turns out that radish tofu can also be sold at the price of gold."

After speaking, he heard someone laughing, Han Yujin looked along with the laughter, and there was a man standing not far from the pavilion, wearing a moon-white wide-sleeved shirt, looking through the light veil, it seemed to be the most beautiful scenery in the world.

The wind blew the light veil, and Han Yujin saw him.

In an instant, Han Yujin felt that his vocabulary was so poor that he couldn't find a person to describe him.

It turns out that Zhou Cheng'an, the king of Ya written by himself, is such a handsome man.

"The folk girl has seen King An."

King Ya is just another name, and Zhou Chengan's title is King An.

Zhou Chengan approached and asked:

"How do you recognize this king?"

Nonsense, I still gave you the immortal charm of this body, I won't recognize it!

Thinking about it so, he still obediently said flattering words in his mouth:

"Momentum, and breath!"

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