Xiang'er didn't pay attention to her greed and was seen by Yang Qingquan, she blushed all of a sudden, and lowered her head embarrassedly.

"This is what the inferior people eat...... Childe, you ......"

"Nonsense, what is eaten is what is eaten, and where is there a distinction between superior and inferior. I also love to eat from these street stalls. Hey, do you want it or not? ”

Xiang'er glanced up at Yang Qing, and when she saw that he was serious, she was happy in her heart, and nodded writhingly: "Gong...... If Childe likes to eat it, I'll buy it...... Buy two. ”

Yang Qing smiled "haha", pressed Xiang'er, who had just wanted to get up, and lined up by himself.

The fragrant mutton beard cake has just arrived, and the guy upstairs trotted over, and saw that these two young men were about to gnaw on a mutton beard cake with a mutton beard cake, and they didn't look like they were poor people, how do they like to eat this? I didn't dare to ask more questions at the moment, so I bowed down: "Two, there is a seat vacant upstairs, can you go up?" ”

The two nodded busily and motioned for the guy to lead the way.

The so-called private seat, that is, a square table separated by three screens, because of the window, the sound of the street downstairs came in bursts. Yang Qingxiang'er sat down and asked the guy what are the signature drinks and dishes in this drunken park.

The guy reported a dozen dishes in one breath, and seven or eight kinds of wine in one go, and then watched the two of them wait for the order.

Yang Qing was a little **, and then remembered that there might not be such a thing as a menu at this time, no wonder this guy memorized the name of the dish and called it a rolling melon. After thinking about it, he and Xiang'er both had a hu cake in their hands, so they asked for a smoked mutton, a mutton cold tao (cold noodles), and a pot of Persian red wine.

After a while, the dishes were ready. Yang Qing looked at the smoked roast mutton and felt a little strange, it didn't feel right when he smelled it, he knew that there was no chili powder, and it was right to put pepper, but why didn't he put cumin in the roast mutton? I remember that cumin has been introduced in the Tang Dynasty, and it came in from the Western Regions along the Silk Road. Is this a signature dish?

Yang Qing beckoned the guy over and asked, "Why don't you put cumin in your roast mutton?" Seeing that the guy didn't understand, Yang Qing wondered if it was not called cumin at this time, thought about it and added: "It's rest fennel." "In later generations, when I was doing international trade, I came into contact with cumin, which is basically native to Asia, and Yang Qing also studied it, so I remember the ancient name of cumin.

The guy understood this time, but with a surprised expression: "Roast mutton and put benzoin fennel?" I've never heard of this practice, it's medicine, how to put it in roast mutton to eat? ”

Yang Qing was about to explain to this guy that roast mutton can be left without anything, but cumin must be put in, when a crisp voice outside the screen said: "Who said that roast mutton should be put benzoin fennel?" ”

A figure turned from behind the screen, about twenty years old, dressed as a bearded girl, wearing a hat, a robe with narrow sleeves and tight lapels, trousers, and high-waisted boots.

The young woman looked at Yang Qing and the others curiously, squatted slightly, and bowed: "May I ask if this son said just now that you should put benzoin fennel in the roast mutton?" ”

"Are you ......?" Yang Qing felt a little inexplicable, this girl ran over and asked when she heard such a sentence? Could it be that she made this roast lamb? Hearing a guest complaint, rushed over to Xingshi to ask for guilt?

"Presumptuous. The slave family is called Ah Bao, and he is the owner of this drunken building. ”

As soon as he heard that it was the proprietress of the proprietor, Yang Qing understood, this was someone who heard him accuse the restaurant of the things in the restaurant for not being delicious, and Xingshi asked for the guilt, if he said it wrong, he couldn't end it.

Seeing that Ah Bao's girl was staring at her with a pair of wonderful eyes, Yang Qing smiled slightly, and arched her hand: "It turned out to be Ah Bao's family, and his surname is Yang." I have been drunk for a long time, and I have come to try it with my brother today. I saw that the lamb roasted by your point was slightly different from the one I had tasted on weekdays, so I was puzzled and asked. Meng Lang, sorry, sorry! ”

"It turned out to be Yang Gongzi, polite. I'm curious about what you said that this benzoin can be used for barbecue, and I have never heard of it in my family for nearly 20 years. What is the reason for this, I hope that the son will not hesitate to teach. ”

Yang Qing didn't want to do much, but seeing that this Ah Bao was quite aggressive, he thought that it would be impossible to say that he was ugly today. After pondering for a while, he already had a plan in his heart, and said to Bao: "It's okay, let's discuss and discuss." I wonder if you can ask Miss Ah Bao to let Guibao Chef demonstrate this smoked lamb for us? ”

As soon as Ah Bao heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself that this boy looked at Sven, why did he not know what to do! My family has been famous for 20 years, relying on this exotic wine and mutton cooking. I don't know which restaurant sent the kid to find out about my family's unique skills, and he also cleverly set up a name to say that he said roast mutton with rein-the-nest fennel! Phew!

was about to have a seizure, but when he saw Yang Qing's calm expression, waiting for her to answer without distractions, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, this person doesn't look like he has bad intentions, don't you really understand the rules to say this?

Yang Qing originally thought that there was any intellectual property protection law in the Tang Dynasty, so it would be good to see what others did and then give advice, but he didn't expect to commit Ah Bao's taboo. I heard the guy next to him speak in a weird way: "This son, it's not appropriate to do this, right?" ”

Xiang'er, who was sitting next to her, also quickly pulled Yang Qing's sleeve. Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, daring to lover to misunderstand that he had made an excuse to steal the teacher! Looking at Ah Bao in front of him again, he was also staring at himself with doubts and vigilance, feeling extremely embarrassed, and just wanted to explain, Ah Bao raised his hand to stop the guy.

"Okay, just ask Yang Gongzi for some advice. Niu Gui, you go down and ask the master to come up to Yunting, bring some fresh mutton and spices, and roll grass in the oven. ”

When the guy named Niu Gui heard this, he couldn't believe it, and his eyes widened: "This ......"

"Go quickly, just say I said it." Po said it categorically and unequivocally.

"Yes!" Niu Gui was reluctant in his heart, so he had no choice but to go.

"Young Master Yang, my family's roasted mutton smoke is quite big, it's not very convenient here, let's find another place." This way, please! After that, Ah Bao didn't care about Yang Qing and the others, just turned around and left, which was very refreshing.

Yang Qing smiled helplessly at Xiang'er, so she had to follow Bao'er to Yunting, a closed private room.

Bao'er personally took away the cups and dishes on the big round table, and after a while, Niu Gui carried things and led the drunken chef to come up.

Yang Qing saw that this was exhaustive, ho! Good guy, he is really eight feet tall, his waist is also eight feet, his shoulders are big and his waist is round like a black iron tower, his round bald head is shiny, he has a large oven in his left hand, and a handful of curls of grass in his right hand. This did not squint through several people, and with a loud "bang", the oven was put on the table, and then his hands were clasped to his chest, and the urn sounded angrily: "Who is going to instruct us to stop the building to roast mutton?" "The language has a Hu Yin, and although it is Chinese, it can be heard obviously not very authentic.