The guy in Fenghelou is a man with very measured eyes and demeanor. He saw that the two female guests, Master Li and Yao Huan, did not look like women in the boudoir, and they were not wearing brocade clothes with great pomp, but they were young and beautiful, and they were very eye-catching when they sat there.

So, without waiting for the noise of the men outside, the man turned around and closed the door of the cubicle.

Master Li thanked him for his carefulness, smiled elegantly, and said, "Your store is doing prosperous business, and at this hour, the compartments on the second floor are full." ”

The guy said softly while distributing vegetables: "These officials have been here yesterday, and the little ones don't know where they came from." However, there was a scene yesterday. ”

"Huh?" Hearing him say this, not only Master Li, but also Yao Huan's eyes were cast on this guy's face from the pot that had just been set up on the table.

The guy pricked up his ears, heard the commotion next door, the owner and the shopkeeper of the Fenghe Building seemed to come up, and greeted the visitors, he leaned down a little lower, with a hint of secret in the market and said: "Yesterday, my host, did not let us serve, he and the shopkeeper personally served, and invited two girls in the alley next door to sing in advance, but one of the masters said that they did not sing well and should be punished for drinking." Are those two girls as low as prostitutes? The two of them had written the lyrics to the tunes of the scribes in the capital, and they were about to leave, but one of them spoke so impulsively that he almost made the master flip the table...... Fortunately, the owner has turned around. ”

Master Li's face sank, and he said, "Then why did they come here again today?" ”

The guy said: "Yes, my family's wine is good, and I love to eat my family's pot roasted carp." ”

Master Li was born as a kabuki, and he couldn't listen to the bullying of his peers, even if it was a strange sister, he couldn't help but hurt him.

Her brows tightened even tighter, and she suddenly felt that the "Jiangshang Cold" big carp that she wanted to taste the flavor a moment ago seemed to have become disgusting.

Yao Huan guessed her thoughts, and hurriedly said to the guy: "Thank you, brother, I'll pour wine for my sister, you can go busily." ”

After the guy said, "Ladies use it slowly" and turned to leave, Yao Huan persuaded Master Li: "Kaifeng is so big, there is a splash on the top, how can you avoid it?" Could it be that if we breathe this breath of heaven and earth with them, we will be so annoyed that we will not live? Drinking wine and eating fish, wine and fish are not morally corrupt, and it is a pity not to eat while they are hot. ”

Yao Huan said, first taking a sip of the wine of Fenghe Building.

Different from the distilled liquor of later generations, the liquor of this era is still fermented liquor, which is nothing more than due to the refinement of the brewing process, the saccharification ability of koji is higher, and at the same time, the degree of liquor is slightly higher than that of the Han and Tang dynasties. However, the entrance is still more like the low-alcohol sweet rice wine of later generations, and women are more acceptable.

Sweet and slightly spicy, the taste is not heavy, and it is very suitable for fish.

Yao Huan tasted a chopsticks carp. The wrought iron pot in the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty has been quite good, and the grand store like Fenghelou can afford to buy a few good pots. His fish was obviously fried in hot oil first, the skin was not fishy, and the fat under the skin was also fried to bring out the fragrance, and then stewed together with soybean paste, shallots, and taro, which was indeed fresh and thick.

In the fish bowl, the tough dough sheets are rolled out by hand, and the thick sauce is soaked, just like white rice soaked in good curry, which is even more delicious.

Yao Huan took a sip of wine, a mouthful of fish, and a mouthful of noodles, and ate to his heart's content.

When Master Li saw her appearance, he recalled that when she was in Yunshan Courtyard, she also had such a good appetite, and when Uncle Zeng came to pick her up, she was still eating non-stop.

Master Li then said: "You are reasonable, I will invite you to have a good meal, how can you spoil the excitement first." “

On weekdays, she also loves cooking, looked at the carp on the plate and said: "The cook is so skillful, the fish skin is wrinkled like this, but it is not broken?"

Yao Huan took out a thin fish bone, put aside his chopsticks, and said with interest: "Master and lady, there is a knack for frying fish." First, the body of the fish should be dried; Second, the pot should be rubbed with old ginger slices while it is hot; When frying the third time, the oil temperature should not be high, and the heat should be screwed smaller......"

Master Li was surprised: "The fire is small? How to screw? “

Belch...... Yao Huan sighed to himself, unconsciously, he was talking about the experience of using gas stoves in later generations.

She remedied: "The fire should be smaller, and it takes a lot of effort to raise the pot higher, so that the fire will be smaller, and the skin of the fish will not be scorched, and it will not be easy to break when turning over." “

"Well, it's interesting, wait for me to rent a house, buy a good pot, and try it."

"The teacher's wife went to the house to do business, did she rent a house to the imperial court to live? What is the current market situation for public housing units? “

"I asked today, a hut near Mahang Street, 300 wen a month, is still clean, but if I want to open a music workshop and teach singing and piano skills, I'm afraid it won't work."

Yao Huan asked: "Three hundred wen a month, not expensive, rent two more rooms, won't the place be bigger?" “

Master Li said: "It's not expensive, the lawyer who writes a complaint on the street costs 100 yuan for a statement, and a few words of nonsense for a fortune teller also costs 20 or 30 yuan." However, public housing was originally rented by the imperial court to the poor in Beijing, and a lone woman like me with a maidservant could only rent one. “

"Oh, so."

Yao Huan understood. When she came out of the palace a few months ago, the matter of the shop and house that she went to inquire about was not as accurate as what Master Li said today.

The house that goes to the store to register for is actually like the low-rent housing in the Northern Song Dynasty, with low prices and strict management, and it is not allowed to occupy several rooms by a single person.

In this way, even if the imperial court has not restricted the houses facing the street from opening windows and doors to do business, it is not easy to open a decent light food café by renting cheap public housing, and at most it is to dig a hole and face the street for takeaway.

Not to mention the scale of the new pake, even Shaxian snacks can't be made.

It seems that it is still necessary to spend more money to rent private shops.

Why don't you share a bigger one? Yao Huan remembers that she saw some sites at Starbucks, which were also decent shops in the downtown area, and the walls were early education institutions or fitness clubs. Even so, she can also discuss with Master Li and bear the rent in proportion to the area.

Moreover, if Master Li starts a business, if he wants to be an institution like a foreign teacher's workshop, although he is not on the same road as himself, he can indeed share customer resources.

After all, there are civil officials of the Song generation who are quite high, and the families of the four or five high-ranking officials can already afford to support two or three singers. If the officials often come to drink coffee in front of the court, and know that the next door is a place that produces high-quality singers and piano people, it may also drive the employment situation of Master Li's students.

Thinking of this, Yao Huan was about to open his mind and make a confession with Master Li, but there was a wonderful and gorgeous sound of silk strings next door.

Listen carefully, it is a piece of "Flowing Water" played by the zheng.

It turned out that this Zheng score, which was separated by two fifths and added portamento, had already been used in the Song Dynasty.

Master Li was born in playing the piano, and she is no stranger to the music scores of the zither and pipa, she also heard it, and said to Yao Huan: "This is the "Flowing Water" of the Zheng score? The person next door invited a musician today? ”