After half burning incense, Yu Deli carried a small bamboo basket and stepped into the account room.

Yao Huan peeked at it, and Yu Deli's face was already faintly smeared with a layer of solemnity.

Yao Huan said in his heart, the middle-aged male boss is not a small business, and no dynasty or generation will really be as humble as he is, and he does not understand his own product line.

This Yu Deli is nothing more than silent in front of the shopkeeper Meng, plus a few words of coaxing, in fact, there must be a number in his heart.

Sure enough, Yu Deli sighed slightly, moved the account book away, took out half a handful of mushrooms from the basket, put them on the table, and said to Yao Huan: "Sister Yao, I really told you to say it, my family's wild mushrooms today are strange." Come on, you can help me take a look. ”

Yao Huan stepped forward and saw at a glance that there were two kinds of mushrooms on the table. First, it is similar to the mushroom like the white spirit mushroom that was entertained by Mrs. Wei in Zengfu today, Yao Huan has eaten this mushroom several times after crossing over, and it is estimated that it is a common wild edible mushroom in the Central Plains.

On the other hand, the fungus umbrella is not opened upwards like a pavilion lotus lid, but is wrapped downward, and the color of the fungus cap is white with light yellow and light red, and only the fungus is white.

In Yao Huan's last life, every May and June, he looked forward to going to Yunnan to do projects, because he could eat mushroom feasts.

A slightly more reliable mushroom feast must at least include: chanterelles, truffles, old man's head, matsutake mushrooms, morels, tiger palm mushrooms, porcini mushrooms......

Boletus mushrooms are actually a large category, with white, yellow, and black colors, and different shapes. But a senior Yunnan gourmand told Yao Huan that in the eyes of the locals, those that are non-toxic in porcini mushrooms, no matter what color they are, and whether they look like a piece of porcini liver, can be called porcini mushrooms.

And the kind of porcini mushroom that may be toxic has only one name - see hand green.

In Yao Huan's remaining memory, Jianshou Qing is very delicious, and many restaurants that make mushroom feasts will still cook Jianshou Qing with other mushrooms, thinking that cooking enough will remove the toxicity. Due to the strict requirements of the market supervision department, the store will extract a sample of the mushroom soup before the mushroom pot boils and the diners put down the chopsticks. In the event of food poisoning after the guest leaves the restaurant, the sample soup in the test tube must be tested by the relevant authorities to rule out the possibility of poisoning by eating wild mushrooms.

At this moment, Yao Huan picked up a white common mushroom and a light red mushroom cap respectively, broke it in half, and put it on the case, staring intently.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Fuzhi and Yu Deli asked together.

"Look at them, one will play tricks, and the other won't." Yao Huan replied.

The words didn't last long, but I saw that the snow-white part of the mushroom flesh after the pale red mushroom was broken, and it began to darken, and gradually turned a sullen blue-green.

Yao Huan said: "Mr. Yu, aunt, this must be the kind of mushroom that I have heard of that may be poisonous if it is not cooked, everything turns green when it is opened, so it is called 'seeing hand green'." ”

Shen Fuzhi looked at Yu Deli: "I have been doing food trading for many years, and the vegetable market is as familiar as my own stove, and I have never seen this kind of mushroom sold in Kaifeng City." ”

Yu Deli was silent for a moment, bowed his head and said: "The second sister-in-law must be trustworthy, and first thoroughly investigate a few purchasing guys in Mingyue Building, if you find that this kind of mushroom can be bought in the vegetable market, you will invite the second sister-in-law and the niece Ling tomorrow to report to the head of the Dongshui Rice Restaurant." ”

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At the beginning of the lanterns, it was the time when the restaurants and restaurants on the banks of the Bianhe River were working hard and doing a good job in today's prime time business, but Lao Meng, the shopkeeper of Mingyue Building, carried a bag of objects, turned into the narrow passage between the kitchen and the firewood room, and quietly went out the back door.

He walked around the chicken-like streets and alleys and arrived at the door of Fengyudi's store.

The inn that appeared in front of the shopkeeper Meng was quiet in the middle of the day, and the pillars at the door were thick and smooth, with a dark luster. The word "Fengyu" on the lintel, it is obvious that it is taken from the "Zhou Yi" of "Fengheng Yuda", the pen is full of strength, the spirit and bones are good, and it should also be the pen of the famous artist in the city.

Shopkeeper Meng shook his sleeves, picked up the unlacquered food box containing the best tea cakes and a silver collar in his arms, and stepped on the steps of Fengyu Mansion store.

Xiao Lang who was on duty inside was just about to stand up to greet him, and Ah Si, the guy from Shen Fuzhi's restaurant, had already jumped down from the chair and stool in the shadows on the side.

"Shopkeeper Meng." Ah Si shook his throat, and his head was almost down to the bottom of his stomach.

"Oh, Ah Si, hurry up and be polite." Lao Meng hurriedly clamped the tea box again and helped Ah Si.

This time, Mingyuelou owes the Shen family a big favor, and Lao Meng knows that the sesame mung bean-like festival with this stunned green is simply not worth mentioning. Besides, this little guy still has a little bit of a younger generation today.

"Shopkeeper Meng, the guests are resting inside, I have tried to persuade him, and the one who has not fallen ill has been smoother." Ah Si lowered his voice.

Shopkeeper Meng patted Ah Si's shoulder, and with his other hand, he took out the silver horn and stuffed it into his hand.

Ah Si pinched it silently, and quietly checked it, don't look at the small silver horn, it's worth a consistent copper coin no problem, catch up with his own salary for a month and a half, in the end, Mingyue Lou Wow, make a bold move.

It's good to be a gentleman, Meituan is not suitable for sending male customers, and you can't be on this errand, otherwise you won't be able to make this windfall.

Ah Si's humility became more and more attentive, and while leading the shopkeeper Meng, he said to the young man on duty in the shop: "The relatives of the silk merchant and guest official in the capital can be regarded as having rushed here with the news. ”

Xiao Lang nodded, clasped his palms sympathetically, and made a health ceremony.

After the two silk merchant guests checked in, they were very generous in rewarding the money, and went to swim in the river early this morning, and returned it suddenly in embarrassment at sunset. Lang Zhong said that one of them had an emergency, but fortunately he had been medicated and was fine. That Langzhong and this young man, both of them are gentlemen, and at first glance they are the style of decent people.

"Regardless of the host or guest, in this prosperous capital of Fengheng and Yuda, every gesture has a good appearance, which is the demeanor of our country's dynasty, how can those Khitan and Western Xia barbarians in the north learn."

The little man on duty pursed his lips and smiled, muttering like this.

Outside the Fengyu Mansion store, under the pavilion and ancient huai, Shao Qing, who was standing in the shadows, saw that Ah Si had received the shopkeeper Meng, Fang Jue breathed a sigh of relief and slowly paced towards the noisy street market outside the alley.

Then, he was a little disappointed. He originally thought that maybe he would be able to see Shen Fuzhi and Yao Huan, and accompany the people from Mingyue Tower to the mansion.

Forget it, be content, I have seen her twice today, and she ...... today

Shao Qing couldn't guess the situation when she was in distress today, and when she thought about it, she felt a wave of trouble in her chest.

Out of the alley where the store was located, on the brightly lit and noisy street, Shao Qing felt even more lonely for no reason.

He walked for a long time, and saw a small stall selling all kinds of food on the side of the street.

"What is this? Fried clams? He stopped in front of one of the food stalls and asked, pointing to the golden objects strung on the skewers.

The stall owners all have a good eye, glanced at Shao Qing's high-quality robe, and hurriedly pulled out a skewer with a smile on his face: "Taste one?" It doesn't cost money to taste one, and you can buy it if you think it's palatable. This is a novel and stubborn idea that my lady came up with, called fake clams, take fresh sea bass slices and put meat under them, cut them into clam sizes, dip them in sauce and wrap them in flour, and they are fried and eaten, fragrant, without thorns, and more tender than real clams. You taste, you taste a ......"

Shao Qing couldn't resist the stall owner's enthusiasm, took the skewer and took a bite of a piece of fish, which was indeed crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The young Lang Jun with a long body and a jade body stood in front of this stall and ate skewers, which was quite eye-catching, and sure enough, it attracted some more customers for the stall owner.

Shao Qing saw that the stall owner had a strong opinion, and he couldn't help but be a little happy, and paid for ten strings of fake clams, and was happy to get the stall owner's gratitude.

Suddenly, a doll's voice came from behind me: "I want to eat clam skewers." ”

Shao Qing turned around and saw a man over fifty years old, covered with large and small burdens, sweat oozing from his forehead, and he was very embarrassed. The doll he was holding was about five or six years old, and it seemed that she had just cried, and her two eyes were swollen.

"Don't cry or make trouble, I'll be at your sister's house soon, she has everything delicious there." The old man coaxed in his mouth, but his feet did not stop, and he hurried forward.

The little baby was still obedient, three steps followed two steps, and stumbled after the man.

Shao Qing stared at the back of the old man, only felt familiar, and finally recognized who he was.

The housekeeper of Yao's house.