Chapter 0008 is for you to eat
When Li Boyan and his entourage arrived in Hengzhou, the sky was still bright.
Entering the south gate of the town, Kang Darthead of the dart bureau breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go dart, there are still some trivial things to do, so I won't bother the son." Changle Inn, on the return trip, where is Kang waiting for you. β
Li Boyan nodded and said, "Then it's bothering Kang Dart." β
"Don't bother, don't bother." Kang Dart smiled, you must know that the horses of their group are all from the Li family. The Southern Song Dynasty did not produce horses, especially in places like Yongzhou, where horses were bought from other places, and there were few big families in Yongzhou who could afford to raise so many horses.
In the past, it was all by walking, like this one, where would Kang Shuaibo be troublesome. He and Fan Qin got off the carriage with heavy dark circles under their eyes, yawning and yawning. found a decent inn, not that Li Boyan looked down on Kang Darthead, but that the Changle Inn was too simple.
"Bo Yan, what are the two red boxes in this car?"
Li Boyan was stunned for a moment, this Fan Qin didn't remind him, he forgot these two boxes of cottage instant noodles, but after thinking about it, he suddenly had a bad idea, and said with a smile: "This is a meeting gift for Qian Zhizhou, and it is easy to do." β
"Oh, instant noodles? Is this a noodle? β
Li Boyan nodded.
Fan Qin smiled: "Your father is too stingy." Knowing the state, will you be able to see this bit of food? β
"Huh." Li Boyan didn't explain, if this wasn't a copycat, he wouldn't have sent it.
Fan Qin yawned and said, "No, no, I'll go back to the house first to make up for sleep, Bo Yan has a good journey, hurry up and bring Zhao Xianggong back." β
"You're not coming with me?" Li Boyan was stunned.
Fan Qin grinned and said, "In Zhao Xiang's letter, I was not mentioned, what is the matter with me?" Maybe I'll make a mess for you, and I'm gone! β
Seeing Fan Qin's hippie smile slipping away, Li Boyan also smiled bitterly twice, "This has become my own business?" β
"Seven pounds? Seven pounds! β
"Ah, young master, you call me?" Li Boyan and Fan Qin slept in a daze at night, and they had been driving the seven catties, but their eyes were not closed, and when they were talking, they dozed off against the pillar.
"Go back to your room and rest. I will go to this governor's mansion alone. β
"Huh? Young master, are you going alone? Qijin asked in surprise.
"What? Any questions? β
"No, this Zhizhou is a big official, will he let you in?" Qijin rubbed his eyes that couldn't be opened, yawned and asked.
Li Boyan walked out of the inn and said, "Okay, this matter is not your concern, go back and rest." β
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Compared with Yongzhou, Hengzhou is obviously too rich. The streets and alleys are full of commerce.
"Zhao Xianggong's protΓ©gΓ©, I came to visit Qian Zhizhou." When Li Boyan arrived at Qian Lu's mansion, he decided to meet privately first to see what the attitude of Qian Zhizhou, who detained Zhao Ruyu, was, if the oil and salt did not enter, he would have to think about it.
Menzi glanced at it, saw such a young son, and asked, "Zhao Xianggong?" Which Cho Sang-gong? β
"Zhao Ruyu, Zhao Xianggong, the one who is in the house now."
Menzi said vigilantly, "I don't understand what you're talking about? There's no one you're looking for. β
The door of the Qian Mansion closed instantly, Li Boyan raised his eyebrows, and muttered to himself: "It seems that this Qian Zhizhou has been prepared for a long time." β
If it is a normal situation, the servants in the house will go in more or less and say goodbye, and then come to convey whether the master's family will see or not, but this guy is directly closed and disappeared, it seems that this money has been ordered in advance, and he sincerely gave Li Boyan a closed door.
Just when Li Boyan was a little helpless and wanted to go back, he saw a scholar with a thief's eyebrows and a rat's eye, and kept waving at him.
"Brother, what's the matter?"
The scholar came up and put his arm on Li Boyan's shoulder, not looking like a Sven person at all, and said softly: "The little brother is also here to meet Qian Zhizhou?" β
"What? Isn't it possible? With that, Li Boyan took away the hand that the familiar man was on his shoulder.
The scholar smiled and said, "Little brother, don't see you like this, there are often things that are closed, and Qian Zhizhou is not your second uncle next door, how can you say that you will see you when you see it?" β
"Oh? What is Brother Tai's opinion? To be honest, now that Li Boyan's identity is unknown, he is naturally embarrassed if he can't see it.
The scholar squinted and smiled, "This ...... Little Lao Tzu, who was poor in his lower family, is now hungry and doesn't know ......"
Li Boyan smiled secretly, there is really no free lunch in the world, so he took out dozens of dollars and slapped it on the scholar's hand, "Brother, don't be too little." β
The scholar's eyes shine, ordinary people, give a three-five essay almost meaning, where have I seen such a generous, if it is not for the great ambition in the chest, he really wants to mix with Li Boyan, "A lot, a lot, brother, I am generous, I admire it!" β
"Can you say that now? How can I meet Qian Zhizhou? β
"I'm telling you, don't spread the word. This Qian Zhizhou has a good bite of pasta, and Brother Tai also knows that we eat rice millet in Hengzhou, and there are very few noodle restaurants, so Qian Zhizhou has to go to Qingyun Food Shop every other day to eat noodles, if Brother Tai is lucky, he can meet Qian Zhizhou there, and I wish Brother Tai good luck. The scholar smiled, put the copper coin in his arms, and ran away as if he was afraid that Li Boyan would regret it.
Li Boyan stood at the door of the Qian Mansion and muttered to himself: "I like pasta, right...... I'll give it to you! β
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The owner of Qingyun Restaurant, who fled from the north in his early years, settled in Hengzhou, and relied on his cooking skills to settle down in Hengzhou City. Most of the people in Hengzhou do not take noodles as the staple food, they feel that pasta is the main food, and they are weak when they eat, and to put it bluntly, they have no strength to work.
However, Liu remembers that Qingyun Restaurant not only sells noodles, but also does other dishes very well, otherwise it would be difficult to have so many repeat customers.
When Li Boyan came to Qingyun Restaurant, he found that many talents in Hengzhou were located in the restaurant, either with words or papers, as if they were in the academy.
"If it is worthy of being good at the top, it will be very good at the bottom." Li Boyan sat at the small table by the window, smiled and introduced the wine in the cup into his stomach. Song wine is also mostly obtained by fermentation, and if the people want to make wine, they must buy koji from the government.
When the two scholars who were discussing poetry on the side heard this, they immediately became a little unhappy, glanced at Li Boyan, and said, "This brother, what do you think?" β
"I don't have any insights." Li Boyan got up, paid for the wine, and walked out of the Qingyun restaurant.
The two scholars glanced at Li Boyan's back and muttered, "Hey, pretend." β
Li Boyan walked to the stall opposite the restaurant and asked, "What is this old man selling?" β
As soon as he saw the business, the old man was in a good mood, "Glutinous cake, do you want to taste it?" β
"Here's a copy."
"Okay." The old man fried the square rice cake in the pot until it was golden brown, skewered it with a bamboo stick, and handed it to Li Boyan, "Two pennies, son, be careful of scalding." β
Li Boyan took a small bite with his front teeth, and the fragrant glutinous cake was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which was quite a good delicacy.
"How much can the old man sell in a day?"
Receiving the copper coin handed by Li Boyan, the old man smiled and said: "Small business, you can have dozens of texts a day, and when you meet a good time, you can have more than 100 texts." β
Li Boyan smiled slightly, weighed the money bag twice, and when he came out, there was so much money left, and said: "There are more than 100 yuan here, can the old man's stall be rented for the next day?" β
The old man was stunned for a moment, then wondered if his ears had heard it wrong, and asked, "Father...... What did Childe say? β
"I'll borrow your stall."
The old man is also an honest man, and said: "Don't hide it, the old man earns more than 100 wen a day, and he has to cut the cost, and the profit is only 50 wen, if the son wants to borrow the stall to make a profit, don't think about it." β
Li Boyan put the money bag on the table and said, "The old man said to borrow it or not, not only the stall, but even you hired me, a hundred yuan, how about it?" β
"Okay, okay." No matter how honest a person is, he has made it clear, and there is still money sent to the door, he will not refuse to agree to Li Boyan's conditions. The old man accepted Li Boyan's money and asked, "If the son has any orders, just say it." Little Lao'er will listen to you today, no, within three days. β
Li Boyan said with a smile: "In this way, the old man will go to the Fusheng Inn first and look for ......."
After all the instructions were finished, the old man left in a hurry, Li Boyan picked up the leftover glutinous cake and continued to eat, but his eyes were looking at the Qingyun restaurant on the other side, and muttered: "I don't believe you won't come!" β