At first sight, Xiao Shuang'er saw a small copper pot that was not much bigger than the palm of his hand, and he called it cute.

It is a miniature version of the large copper pot, but even the style of the carved lacquer on the pot has not been copied at all.

Xiao Shuang'er smiled, "This craftsman, the kung fu is so fine!" ”

Can it not be fine?!

A pot is half a penny!

Half a penny! She can buy twenty cauldrons!

Or the craftsman makes money...

Han Chuan thought angrily, but he didn't think that he took a bowl of vegetarian noodle soup to deceive Xu for a tael of silver.

Xiao Shuang'er said that it was fine to be fine, and the diners who came to eat also felt fine, and in the steaming smoke of the pot, an old glutton tilted his head and asked Han Chuan, "Shopkeeper He, can we buy one of this small pot and go home?" The old wives and young grandchildren in the family should all like it! ”

Really slamming the door, full of generosity, and heart in the blood He shopkeeper replied with a smile, "... You say that buying is a bad thing, if you really like it, when you finish your meal, I will give you one. ”

After Han Chuan said this, he only felt that half a penny of silver was missing in his pocket.

The old diner laughed and waved his hand, "Thank you!" If you don't sell it, let's bring our old wife and young grandchildren to eat tomorrow, no hindrance! ”

There are still many good people in the world.

The half-penny in his pocket came back.

When the diners' eyes returned to the foggy pot in front of them, Han Chuan carefully flipped through the booklet.

Yo ho!

This diner who wants a pot is really a regular customer!

When I got the sign, it was last winter.

That is, when "Shixian" had just opened.

The diners who got the wooden sign when "Shi Xian" first opened, and the customers who followed Han Chuan when he set up a stall on Broad Street.

It's a regular customer!

Han Chuan thought about it, and at the time of checkout, Jean pulled out a newly made unused copper pot, rolled it up with kraft paper, and handed it to the old diner with both hands with a smile, "We are opening a restaurant, and the most important thing is that the diners like it." You are a regular customer in the store, thanks to your care and care for a year, this is all a winter gift for your young grandchildren. ”

The old diner had a round face full of blessings, and looked like he was in his fifties, and when he squinted and smiled, his appearance looked a little familiar.

The old diner stretched out his hand to take the copper pot, and did not refuse, and thanked Han Chuan with a smile, "Thank you for your gift, the base of your pot can actually be more, such as Yungui's wood ginger red soup pot, the bottom of the sour cabbage pot in the Northeast, the mountain spring water pot in Chaoshan, the wood ginger red soup pot can be scalded fish fillets, the bottom of the sour cabbage pot can be scalded white meat and sand beans, and the mountain spring water pot can be scalded with fresh yellow beef slices... One side and no one can melt into this small copper pot. ”

Han Chuan was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and smiled, he was an old Taoist expert.

The first two, she knows.

Mountain spring water pot, but this is the first time she has heard of it.

It's even more blanched.

The previous dynasties were forbidden to eat cattle, this dynasty since the army went to the west, the northern Xinjiang Western Regions also herded cattle, and saw that the men in the Northern Xinjiang Western Regions were sturdy, and the body was half a head higher than the men of the Great Wei, as early as Emperor Renzong lifted the ban, only mentioning that the cattle were not eaten, but the cattle raised by the farmers were edible, and the cattle that traded with the Northern Xinjiang were also edible.

There is only one rule, as long as this cow has been ploughing cattle for a day, killing it and eating it is a violation, and the cow must pay for his life...

Therefore, "Shi Xian" dares to do anything, but beef does not dare to do it.

Although the regulations on eating cattle have been relaxed, there is no one who really dares to eat except for the princes and nobles.

Han Chuan laughed, "The first two are easy to do." Only the third kind... I really can't do it! If you buy a ploughing cattle, one will not be able to live with the cattle, the second will not be able to live with the diners, and the third will be... There is only one head, which is really not enough to cut off. ”

The old diner laughed, holding a small copper pot wrapped in kraft paper, with his hands behind his back, and nodded with a smile, "Little old man is foolish, you think about it yourself, think it yourself!" ”

As he spoke, he walked out with the outer figure.

The first copper pot was sent out, and the second half-penny silver will be far away?

This good thing does not go out, and the matter of taking advantage of it spreads thousands of miles.

Diners who come to eat want it.

Han Chuan simply set up a rule - with the wooden sign to lead the copper pot, the smaller the number on the wooden sign, it means that the earlier the diner is "fresh", the more you can receive, the limit is ten per day, and the unified is closed at the counter to receive, only compared to the number on the brand, the smallest ten can be received.

It's open and fair.

No one can fake it.

Taking advantage of this shareholder wind, Zhang Sanlang, who had not shown up for a long time, was also blown in, and when he saw Han Chuan, he made a bitter face, and leaned down on the seat, showing his decadence, "... The lord is dead. ”

Han Chuan laughed, "Co-author, is a tombstone talking to me now?" ”

Zhang Sanlang knocked on the table angrily, "Don't be poor with me!" You do the math yourself, how many days you haven't shown up to eat! The lord's two hundred taels of silver are really unjustly spent! The crab feast didn't catch up, the copper pot didn't get it, and the three-piece pot didn't even see it! If you want anything, you don't have anything, you can read books at home every day! ”

Han Chuan thought for a moment.

It seems to be.

The last time Grandpa Bai was killed, she begged to go to the British Mansion, that was the last time she saw Zhang Saburo in recent times, right?

"What have you done?" Han Chuan handed the list of pot bottoms to Zhang Sanlang Xuan, "... The first three things are ordinary, I recommend you to try the bottom of the pot of ginger red soup in Guizhou, and then I recommend you to make a dipping sauce of Houttuynia cordata, coriander, and millet pepper granules, and eat it with fish fillets and chrysanthemum. In the past few days, the diners who are used to eating are full of praise, and the diners who are not used to eating almost did not overturn the table for me. ”

Han Chuan clearly remembers the situation of a diner who ate Houttuynia cordata with great anticipation, and was about to vomit out the dark green bile.

Zhang Sanlang clasped his hand weakly, and answered the questions related to eating first, "Up!" Give it to me! I can't get used to it! If the is ready to eat, I am willing to taste it. ”

Then answer the question that has nothing to do with eating, "My future father-in-law has made a request, not to ask for a house or a land to ask for a dowry, but to ask me to pass the township examination over the years, only when I become a showman, I will officially marry Miss Shang... When will I be admitted, when will I get married..."

Han Chuan sighed, "So miserable? ”

Zhang Saburo cried and nodded, "Isn't it!" When my dad heard this, he invited me four gentlemen! Think about it! Two gentlemen have two classes in the morning, two gentlemen have two classes in the afternoon, and four gentlemen take turns to watch me in the evening. It's not good to eat! I can't sleep well! Look at it, look at it, my face is so thin that there are only bones left! ”

Han Chuan looked at it carefully.

It's fine.

After all, the foundation is there, and no matter how thin you are, you can lose as much weight as possible.

But he did not dare to say it.

Han Chuan opened his mouth pityingly, "... Then you can eat hard tonight... I'll bring you all the pots. ”

Treat it as your last meal...

Han Chuan silently added in his heart.