At night, there are six oil lamps at the tail of Dongtangzi Hutong, two hanging porches, two reclining against the green wall, and two small wooden forks that have been ground up, illuminating the path of the people waiting to turn over the platform.

Surrounded by eyes, Zhang Sanlang took the lead, and came to Dongtangzi Hutong with a slippery man, and before he could say anything, the little girl with a bun who was entertained at the entrance of the alley greeted him with a smile, "You are here!" Sit in the back room! A big table for you! The wine and food are prepared, just waiting for you to come and serve the dishes! ”

There were unconvinced people in the alleyway, shouting, "'Shixian' is famous for not keeping a seat and not cutting in line, what's the matter?" As soon as I saw the son of the British public, all the rules were broken! ”

Xiao Shuang'er lifted the oil lamp and illuminated the face of the unconvinced person.

Zhang Saburo sneered.

The gentleman is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, as far as the kid of the Jiang family is concerned, the sun rises and the Moon Pavilion is the Pity Star Tower, and he knows how to eat!

Isn't lining up for "Shi Xian" just to burn a hot stove, so that there is something to talk about in Beijing's squirting circle?

Are you really here to eat?

Phew!

Zhang Sanlang was about to speak, but the little girl next to him spoke.

"The eight guests who opened the restaurant camp, just because the temple is small and thin, and it can't accommodate so many big Buddhas like you, so you have to wait! Our shopkeeper is an oil lamp and a bonfire, and the melon seeds of the ancient method are scorched and fried, for fear that they will not be served in place, you are waiting here, and the shopkeeper is also anxious in his heart. ”

Xiao Shuang'er carried the lantern, "It's just that Zhang Sanye is the first guest of our restaurant!" When our shopkeeper set up a stall to sell pancakes on Broad Street, he was taken care of by the third master, you don't know, our shopkeeper made a ten-dollar pancake that Zhang Sanye bought! The big guys are expensive and cheap, but they are all bright people who grew up under the roots of this imperial city, and they are all gentlemen in Beijing. ”

Gotcha.

I didn't speak anymore because I thought Zhang Saburo was cutting in line.

It was Zhang Sanlang who had the eyes to see the gold and jade, and now he should be angry!

Wait in line, go back honestly and sit down and wait.

Zhang Sanlang raised his head high, panting three points thicker than before, and swaggered into the restaurant with a group of people. There are rows of noodles! He praised Xiao Shuang'er again, "Your girl is also this!" ”

Zhang Sanlang gave a thumbs up.

Xiao Shuang'er blushed.

Han Chuan pursed his lips and laughed, and helped pour jasmine honey tea.

I know that Zhang Saburo likes it!

Han Chuan glanced at it, but he didn't see the king of Hades, but a few white and tender young men, and he calmly introduced today's dishes, "... At noon, the third master came to set the table, saying that he wanted to roast a leg of lamb and a few kinds of fish, and added a few new dishes, and today's sunflower vegetables and chickens are quite fresh. If you eat well, it is your duty. If you don't eat well, you must talk about it. ”

The little lady has white skin and tender face, black temples and red lips, and is wearing a narrow-sleeved linen dress, but a pair of slender beautiful eyes are quite seductive.

We have seen a lot of beautiful people, but this one is especially beautiful.

When I think of being a restaurant proprietor, I always feel that I am more seductive than those who are quiet and steady, or charming and enchanting.

Those golden ladies, knowing that they are beautiful, hold themselves arrogant, and hold their heads high like a goose with red lips.

What's the saying?

Beauty without knowing it is beautiful.

Pei Qilang bumped into Zhang Sanlang, "To be honest, are you here to eat, or are you here to see the beauty?" ”

Zhang Sanlang looked stunned, "Beauty? "I looked around and saw that they were all big men, or the big men brought their big ladies to dinner, "Where are the beauties?" ”

Pei Qilang laughed, "The restaurant proprietress is the hostess!" Isn't she just a big beauty! Wearing a narrow sleeve corset, the legs are long and the waist is thin. Although there is no fat powder on the face, it has a natural sense of carving. ”

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he bumped Zhang Saburo's elbow again, "Did you see the boss's wrist?" The bones are well-proportioned, and the skin and flesh on the wrists are like white jade, and I don't know how to touch them..."

Zhang Sanlang frowned, he didn't like Pei Qi's tone when he talked about Han Chuan, took a sip of honey tea, and unceremoniously interrupted Pei Qilang's words, "Shopkeeper He is a cook." ”

Zhang Sanlang accentuated his tone, "There are often beauties, but good chefs are not often." If he brings you to eat, he eats. Will you judge the third princess, the fifth princess and the ugly? Would you judge your sister's appearance and size? Take 10,000 steps back and say, will you judge which master has a better beard in the country? ”

To eat is to eat, and to eat is bigger than the sky.

Craftsmen rely on their crafts to eat, and they do not rely on their skins to eat.

It's disrespectful to talk like that.

Zhang Sanlang frowned, very seriously angry, "If you want to eat well, don't say anything like that." ”

Pei Qilang was made so big that he had no face, and even if he slapped the table, he wanted to reason with Zhang Sanlang.

It's all a circle of gentlemen, who is to teach with a broken face!

On the table, with the muddy and the mud, the round played the round, and then the dispute between the two was pressed.

After a while, the dishes were served, first the light appetizers, cold sunflower with sesame sauce, duck breast with honey sauce, braised beef with dry pepper, and borage vegetables, followed by the spicy fish dice, squirrel mandarin fish, salt-baked two abalone and roasted lamb leg that have been booming recently.

Han Kushi served a large iron plate wrapped in yellow-brown clay.

Next to the table, he took a small silver hammer to break the yellow mud on the surface into several large pieces, revealing the dried lotus leaves wrapped inside, and picked up the silver clip to peel off the dried lotus leaves.

As soon as you open the mud shell and lotus leaves, the house is full of fragrance, and a smell of meat that cannot be ignored anywhere comes to your nose.

It's a whole chicken!

The skin is golden and oily, and the juice rushes out of the meat and skin.

Han Chuan neatly divides the chicken into eight servings, puts it in a small bowl, and serves it with coarse salt and sesame oil, just these two condiments.

"This chicken is called 'called a flower chicken.'" Han Chuan introduced with a smile, "Legend has it that the former pilgrim paid a private visit, walked to a remote path, and saw a beggar-like person digging in the ground, and after a while, he dug up such a big mud ball. After the beggar smashed the mud ball with his hand, the saint smelled a strange smell of meat. The beggar kindly shared a chicken leg from the saint, and when the saint ate it, the entrance was crispy and fat, and he was overjoyed to give him the name 'called Flower Chicken'. ”

This is a new dish that Han Chuan has launched after making a barbecue in the backyard.

Today is the first day of visiting.

The chickens are selected fresh geldings, not too old and not too small.

Condiments are just like women's clothes and jewelry, some women look like fairies, and are also good at applying grease and powder, but if they are worn in tatters, it is difficult to highlight the beauty of Xi Shi in the world - this is the charm of the ingredients.