"Yikes! This powder is really good, very delicious. The young woman, who had not spoken, ate two green vegetables, a few noodles and drank a sip of soup, and said with a smile.

The young man next to him smiled affectionately; "I didn't lie to you, did I, Luoxi? Hey. ”

The young woman gracefully picked up a green vegetable and nodded violently; "Well, it's delicious."

The old man who sat down at the desk chimed in; "I have lived for a lifetime, and it is the first time to eat such delicious and appetizing powder, which makes people have a great appetite, even if I have never eaten such food when I went to the exam in the capital, it is really worth the trip."

Even the little boy said it was delicious.

Seeing that Mr. Zhu and his wife and children were eating happily, the young man showed a happy look.

Every store will be happy when they hear the guests praise their things for being delicious, and Jiang Yi is naturally happy in her heart.

The cooking skills of the ancients naturally did not reach the level of later generations, and most of the cooking foods had few condiments, such as this snail noodles, there are two or three kinds of raw materials, and more than a dozen kinds of auxiliary ingredients boiled out of the soup, which is delicious and thick, and it is normal to open their taste buds.

A moment later.

"Oh my God, I actually ate a whole bowl and drank all the soup." The lady known as Luo Xi looked at the empty bowl in front of her, and said a little surprised and a little shy.

The demeanor is elegant, beautiful and moving.

"I've eaten the second bowl." The young man said with a smile.

Mrs. Luo Xi wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and asked Jiang Yi next to her with great interest; "Dare to ask the store, how is this powder made? Why is it so delicious? ”

Jiang Yi, who was standing next to him, replied; "The delicacy of snail noodles mainly lies in the soup, this powder is called snail noodles, which is boiled with stone snails, barrel bones, and chicken in the river with more than a dozen ingredients to get a pot of soup, and then use this soup to cook noodles, and all the flavors are in the soup."

Mrs. Luo Xi suddenly realized; "I see, no wonder this soup is so delicious."

The young man was also full at this time, and put down the dishes and chopsticks; "Yes, it's just a pity that I can't eat anywhere else except here, what a pity."

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Luo Xi said with annoyance; "After eating this time, I don't know when I will be able to come back next time."

"Hehe, sister, don't worry, now that my powder shop has started a nationwide chain, I will definitely be able to open a store where my sister is?" Jiang Yi comforted casually.

When Meng Gongzi and Mr. Zhu heard this, they glanced at each other, and then looked at Jiang Yi together, both of them secretly strange; Looking at the little woman, she actually has such ambitions, this fan is really good, if you can really open branches all over the country, it will be amazing.

The young woman Luo Xi didn't think too much, after all, she was still a big girl in her twenties, she was very happy when she heard this, and hurriedly asked; "Really? That's great, but when will it get to my hometown? ”

Jiang Yi answered truthfully; "Some time ago, there were branches in all towns and villages in the county, but unfortunately the funds are not enough, and we must take our time, and strive to open branches in Linhe Mansion within one year and in the province within five years......"

"Then my house is in Jingjiang Mansion, when can I drive over?" Mrs. Luo Xi eagerly snatched the words.

It seems that she was really captured by this fan once and for all. looked at Jiang Yi with longing in his eyes.

"After all, Jingjiang Mansion is only next to it, so it should be soon."

"Then hurry up, or you'll kill the worms in my stomach." The young woman Luo Xi touched her stomach, and then sneered.

"I'm working hard, I just started a business in the county some time ago, so the funds haven't been returned yet, so ......"

The young man laughed; "Hahaha, that's not easy, don't have enough funds, right? I'll give you a thousand taels, and you can open the shop." ”

Mrs. Luo Xi clapped her hands happily; "Yes, yes, this method is good, it's best for you to go to the store, and I can chat with you when I'm bored at home in the future."

Jiang Yi was taken aback; "It's not good. We first met, how can we take your money. ”

Lady Luo Xi said indifferently and as a matter of course; "What's wrong, didn't you just call me sister? Otherwise, you will recognize me as a sister, and my sister will give money to my sister, which is right. ”

Jiang Yi was stunned by the strange thoughts of the two, what kind of rich person is this? Just to eat a powder, just take out a thousand taels casually?

One thousand taels, I have struggled for several years, and now I don't have enough one hundred taels in my hands, even if all my net worth is counted, there is no one thousand taels.

"But ......"

"But what?"

"Opening a store has to be done step by step, I'm afraid that if it opens too big, it will be a big wind." In fact, she didn't want to accept funding from others in her heart, let alone someone she didn't know at all.

The way of youth who cares nonchalantly; "Are you afraid that someone will make trouble? What's so scary about this? I ......"

Mr. Zhu leaned over and whispered with a smile; "Shizi, don't help the seedlings."

When Meng Gongzi heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, so he immediately smiled; "That's the case, then I won't say more, your powder is delicious, I'll give you a painting."

So saying, he went to the desk, and when he saw that there was paper and pen on it, he picked it up and wrote it; "The world's first snail noodles"

After writing and signing at the back, take out a seal and stamp it in the lower left corner of the word.

When Mr. Zhu saw it, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Meng Gongzi waved his hand to signal him not to speak, and directly pressed the seal down.

Say that people's noodles are delicious, and give them a word? Do you write beautifully?

Jiang Yi walked over and took a look, although she didn't know much about calligraphy, but the quality of the words could probably still be seen a little, after all, she was a college student in her previous life, and she returned to ancient times in this life, and she had come into contact with a lot of calligraphy.

Speaking of this word, it's really not bad, at most it's about the same as Zhao Fuzi.

But Jiang Yi's focus is not here, she herself looks at the signature; Meng Chan.

Sure enough, it was surnamed Meng, and her heart suddenly became active.

Early in the morning, it can be seen from this person's clothing and demeanor that this person is extraordinary, even the slave entourage is extraordinary, not to mention Mr. Zhu's elegant bearing, even the old Song Dynasty looks like he also has a majestic momentum.

can let such a person follow, and he is from Jingjiang Mansion, or surnamed Meng, then the identity of Meng Gongzi will be inseparable.

At the beginning, Taizong of the Great Yong Dynasty ruled the world, set the capital Jinling, and once divided the four sons as kings, guarding the Quartet, among which the king of Jingjiang in the south was divided into Jingjiang Mansion.

Although the ancestral system stipulates that the palace in each place must not have more than 10,000 troops, cannot open the palace, cannot make money, and does not touch minerals, salt and iron, so that its power cannot threaten the emperor.

However, after hundreds of years of operation, the power of the king in each place is intertwined and has great influence, and the influence among the surrounding three or five provinces is even greater than that of the imperial power.

Especially in the past ten years, the court has been corrupt, corrupt officials are rampant, the people are not happy, everyone is more and more dissatisfied with the court, and the royal families everywhere are becoming more and more active.

"Mr. Song, how do you see how I write these words?" Putting down the pen, Meng Gongzi looked at the old man next to him with some smugness.

The old man seemed to turn a deaf ear, and his eyes looked at the pile of papers full of words on the table.