Xu Yi lowered his head, avoided the wind chimes hanging on the porch and the bamboo curtains rolled up high, and followed behind Zhang Sanlang with an expressionless face.

As soon as the abacus in Han Chuan's hand was loosened, it smashed on the beech counter with a "snap", his legs were weak, and he subconsciously wanted to squat down and hide in the gap under the counter.

This is... The second time we met, right?

The second meeting in this life.

The first time was in the dark light and blind court, her face was covered with blood, Xu Yi was afraid that she couldn't remember her appearance for a long time, right?

Han Chuan snorted at himself.

What cowardice!

What are you afraid of!

Now she is a woman from a good family who opens a restaurant innocently, neither the maid of Chengqian Palace, nor the maid of Qianqiu Palace...

Han Chuan's eyes were firm, and he clenched his fists and smashed the wooden surface of the counter.

"Ho! What are you doing? Zhang Sanlang hung his head and danced vigorously with the carved wooden plaque belonging to him, "As the saying goes, Shibei should be impressed in three days, how many days have you closed your door here, and then you have changed your look?" ”

Zhang Sanlang was triumphant, "I brought my classmates from Guozijian to dinner today." slanted his face and whispered to Han Chuan, "The real noble, don't embarrass me for today's meal." ”

Han Chuan looked at Zhang Sanlang with complicated eyes.

This stupid one...

It's a good thing that you help pull the business, but why is it so good that you don't die and pull it to Xu Yi?

If he had known this, he should not have sold him the pancakes in the first place! If he hadn't sold him the pancakes, he wouldn't have followed him all the way to Dongtangzi Hutong! If she hadn't followed her to Dongtangzi Hutong, the king of Hades wouldn't have appeared in her realm...

Sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me, and all the gifts in life were secretly marked with prices.

The two hundred taels of silver are not so easy to pit.

Han Chuan pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled hard, came out from behind the counter, led the two to the elegant seat by the window lattice, and sat down, staring at Zhang Sanlang and introducing today's dishes alone, "... As you know, there are three grades, today is the main force of shabu mutton, the third grade of meat has a quota, the second grade of meat is all-you-can-eat, the third grade is one sheep and two eats, and it also comes with two side dishes and a lamb bone radish soup. ”

The invitation to eat was atmospheric, Zhang Sanlang threw the brand on the table, "Give me two third-grade meals, I don't want Jinbo wine today, and I will directly serve the best jade brew in Shixian." Turning his head to Xu, "Today, I'll accompany the Four Emperors... The fourth master drank until dawn! ”

Still drinking until dawn?

Han Chuan's head seemed to have been beaten with a hammer, and he held it for a long time, "Our restaurant closed before the curfew, and the jade brew was not enough, so I brewed three cups, I'm afraid it won't last you until dawn..."

There was a chuckle.

Han Chuan didn't dare to find out who was laughing, so he pulled away a smile with his stuffy head, wrote down Zhang Sanlang's words, and went back to the counter.

Xu's eyes fell on Han Chuan, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes and was in a hurry.

Cutting the tongue of a eunuch, stabbing the eyes of a thief, sacrificing his life to protect a gourd pendant, setting up a stall selling pancakes and pastries on Broad Street... So is this girl's ultimate goal just to open a restaurant?

Open a small restaurant, the yard is covered with pebbles and dwarf pines, the porch hangs its own string of shell wind chimes, the cloister is placed with calligraphy and paintings and delicate jade pieces, the hall is boiling, the lively smoke jumps up the hanging beam, the little lady is enthusiastic to make food, wine, shabu-shabu, pancakes...

Under Xu Yi's calm expression, he praised in a low voice in his heart, interesting.

He doesn't socialize with the people of the country, one is that the two hot stoves are in front of him, and no one burns his incense, and the other is that if he gets too close to the son of the Xungui family, it is not a good thing for Yu Shun Concubine Niangniang and himself.

Oh.

Except for Zhang Saburo.

Therefore, when Zhang Sanlang invited him to the "Shixian" restaurant for dinner because of the friendship of golden milk crisp, he thought about it and agreed.

The first is that the curious "Shi Xian" stall has become a restaurant in just a few months, and the second is that the little lady with the slender and uplifted eyes came to mind at that time.

Vibrant and resilient.

He saved her life, and now he pretends not to know him?

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

“... You rarely go out to dinner with your classmates, do you? Zhang Sanlang smiled and poured a cup of tea soup for Xu Yi.

Xu Yi looked down, the tea soup was green.

A strange fragrance in the nose.

Zhang Sanlang is like half a shopkeeper, warmly entertaining, "This is the tea boiled with colorful leaves, and the fragrant leaves produced in the southernmost part." The taste is light, and if you use it to clear your mouth before eating, you should first soak your mouth, and then the entrance of the meal is the original taste of the ingredients. ”

Xu Yi took a sip, frowning invisibly.

Is... Strange taste.

The aroma seems to float on the surface, only in the nasal cavity, and then disappears in the mouth.

It can be said that it is white water, and it can be said that it has a hint of sweetness.

Not very tasty.

Rao is like this, under Zhang Sanlang's scorching gaze, Xu Yi still drank a cup.

Zhang Sanlang smiled more and more sincerely.

Who said that the four princes are not easy to get along with?

Isn't it easy to get along with?

Zhang Saburo was happy, and began to introduce "Shi Xian" with flying eyebrows, "... The box of golden soufflé brought by a certain last time was from the hands of this shopkeeper, don't look at her age, her hands are very old and spicy, and the dishes launched are not seen in Beijing. Zhang Sanlang looked around and saw that the table was not full, "Now this place has just opened, and it hasn't really been done yet, but the dishes are really good, there is a bit of the taste of the imperial dining room and official dishes, but the craftsmanship is not so heavy, and it is a little more spiritual than the dishes in the palace." ”

I remembered that the one in front of me grew up eating the dishes in the palace, and hurriedly made up for it, "It's not that the dishes in the palace are not good, but I want a stable word too much." If it's too stable, it's distorted..."

Still haven't made up for it.

Xu Yi smiled.

It's not a bit like the taste of the imperial dining room...

Isn't the chef from the Imperial Dining Room?

Zhang Sanlang smiled rarely, stretched out his hand to wipe his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Han Chuan looked up behind the counter and caught a glimpse of Zhang Sanlang happily gesturing at Xu Yi, half of Xu Yi's face was blocked behind the flower and bird cage, and only the corners of his mouth could be seen shallowly hooked.

Han Chuan lowered his head and pursed his lips.

Did Xu Yi and Zhang Saburo intersect in the dream?

Han Chuan is not very clear.

It's just that according to Xu Yi's personality, he never pays attention to his appetite, nor does he deliberately demand anything from someone, he has always been shallow and indifferent, Han Chuan has served him for so long, never knowing what flavors he likes, nor what he likes, until Xu Yi's death, she can't say what Xu Yi likes the most, what he doesn't like... Even no matter what dish she makes, Xu Yi always nods and says yes, never less chopsticks three times.

He didn't show the slightest emotional fluctuation in front of her, let alone smile happily at the corners of his lips.

It's still quite a failure.

Han Chuan hung his head.

It's probably the gap in identity.

One is a nobleman, the other is a concubine, whether he is happy or sad, she doesn't deserve to know his emotions and thoughts.