Han Chuan put two pots, plus a three-plicated pot, prepared bamboo fungus, various kinds of mushrooms, hand-made balls of large green shrimp, and yellow croaker fillets as thin as cicada wings - this is prepared for the persimmon mushroom pot;

There are also goose intestines, yellow throat, duck blood, pig ceilings and tender and fragrant coriander balls - this is prepared for the butter spicy pot;

Then there are the fresh river fish heads, fish pieces, chrysanthemum vegetables chopped in large chunks - this is for the wood ginger pot.

The amount of food is not much, and it should not be a big problem to put together a full meal for a young and middle-aged man.

There are not many portions, but there are many types.

Cui Er and Xiao Shuang'er served the food on a huge tray, several pots were slapped together, and small bowls of dishes were stacked on top of each other... It's still quite plasany.

The diners at the next table whispered, and after thinking about it, they asked Han Chuan, "Shopkeeper, why can we only have a small pot, or a large pot at a table?" This little Langjun, why does he eat a small pot and a pot? ”

Han Chuan glanced at Zhang Sanlang, smiled and said, "You don't know, this master is the owner of the 'Shi Xian' black wood brand, when the 'Shi Xian' first opened, this master spent two hundred taels of silver to renew a wooden brand with his name, he can eat as much as he wants, how he wants to eat, where he wants, and when he wants." ”

Han Chuan smiled and sent a plate of fennel melon seeds to this table of diners, "You are a distinguished guest, but this master has the grace of knowing his son, you are considerate and considerate!" ”

The diner said "yo he", and he was not annoyed when he heard Han Chuan's explanation, but asked with a smile, "Then do you still have two hundred and one brands here?" ”

Han Chuan wanted to answer yes.

It's two hundred taels for one brand!

More than two months of income from the restaurant!

But after looking at Zhang Sanlang, who was sluggish in his eyes, Han Chuan endured it, forget it, brothers and silver, or brothers matter!

"I only did it when it first opened, and now I have only done one, and it is the San Lang Jun of the British Mansion." Han Chuan smiled, "I'm really sorry, we need to be true to our words in business, and we can't smash our own signboards when we say and do things!" ”

The diners were in a commotion, and whoever went there had to look back at Zhang Sanlang.

There are acquaintances, and they also deliberately went over to greet Zhang Sanlang and talk a few words.

Zhang Sanlang, who regained his confidence at the dinner table, looked very angry.

Han Chuan shrank behind the counter and smiled.

Come on.

Come out for a meal, replenish your qi, and go back to study only more energetically!

Zhang Sanlang ate well, a table of dishes was swept away, his upper body leaned back, picked his teeth and beckoned Han Chuan over, worrying about Han Chuan's affairs, "... Your master doesn't have anything, right? The fourth child should be safe, and he was detained at home by my father and not allowed to go out, so he could only send some medicinal herbs over, and he didn't go to visit the old man in person. ”

"It's nothing, I can walk now. Qin Wangye recommended Dr. Sun, who lived next to the master some time ago, and consulted every day and took medicine every day, and finally picked up a life. ”

Han Chuan saw that the diners were almost gone, so he poured a cup of hot tea and sat with Zhang Sanlang, his feet together quite casually, "I sent the daughter-in-law who caused trouble at home to the temple, and now the family is quiet and quiet, the old man has set up a few wooden shelves in the courtyard, planted a few grape seedlings, and sent a basket of grapes to you." ”

There are grapes to eat, Zhang Sanlang naturally said yes, he ate it, tilted his body very comfortably, and laughed, "Lord Qin has a cold temperament, and he rarely took care of those people in the Guozijian in the past, so he has a good relationship with me." ”

After thinking about it again, when did the relationship come to be good?

Oh, it seems that after he brought Xu Laosi to have a meal of "Shi Xian", the fourth child was much kinder to him.

There was still a greasy smell of wood ginger in his mouth, Zhang Sanlang smacked his lips, "I will take you to the Qin Palace's mansion that night, you don't know, this heart is seven up and eight down!" I'm afraid that King Qin shouldn't, but fortunately, King Qin not only responded, but also did it properly. ”

Han Chuan hung his head, covering his embarrassed face.

Then... She didn't even think to ask Xu Yi for help...

Xu Yi lives next door next door, and she didn't think about him...

I don't know why...

Maybe at that time, I didn't think that Xu Yi would go to great lengths to save people for her... That's why I will give up the near and far, give up the strong and seek the weak, and ask Zhang Sanlang...

Han Chuan's head was buried low, and the corners of his mouth were curved, revealing two shallow pear vortices.

Zhang Sanlang was serious, "You have to thank King Qin well." ”

Thank you, why not?

This thank-you gift is her life.

Han Chuan thought about the man, his face was a little red, and he waved his hand randomly, trying to divert the topic, "Oops, I know." Study your own! Miss Shang is not too young, if you can't pass the exam next year, will you ask the girl to wait for you for another year!? Day after day, year after year, sooner or later, the girl will have to change and marry! ”

"Phew!" Zhang Saburo hurriedly choked off Han Chuan's words, "Don't talk with a crow's mouth!" ”

Thinking of the four fierce gentlemen at home and the endless rolls, Zhang Sanlang wailed while packing up his things and walking home.

......

To tell the truth, Han Chuan didn't expect that the three-piece pot launched would set off a big trend in Beijing.

Han Chuan thought that Beijing loves to eat mutton shabu, and is tolerant and kind to all aspects of food, and the combination of a variety of pots will arouse the favor of diners, which she expected, but she didn't expect that the popularity is more than the first "crab feast".

The little pair wrapped up in the newly made cotton clothes, looked at the north wind whistling outside the window lattice, and the branches of the trees that were shivering in the wind, and said from the bottom of her heart, "... Because the weather is cold, it is warmest to eat the pot. ”

Han Chuan was convinced of this speculation.

After thinking about it, he spent a huge amount of money - ten taels of silver, asked the craftsman to dig a fireplace in the hall, and opened a chimney on the roof tiles, and the fireplace was burning with firewood at any time.

But gradually, Han Chuan found that there were fewer people queuing at the entrance of the alley.

Xu is ranked in the alley, and while the queue is blown by the north wind, people are cold, so they are unwilling to wait.

It can't be helped.

You can't build a shed in an alley to burn a stove, right?

At the beginning of October, Han Chuan visited Grandpa Bai alone, walked back from the Iron Lion Hutong, and just crossed the wide street, he saw the Liuxian Ju at the entrance of the alley steaming hot, and a stream of white mist-like smoke rushed out from the gap in the window lattice and the door frame. The hall, porch, and verandah on the second floor were full of people, and the shopkeeper was calling customers at the door with a handkerchief on his shoulder, and he let out a white breath as soon as he spoke.

It's lively, and it looks like business is doing well.