On the eighth day of the first month of May, it is advisable to open the market, travel, avoid the gate, and repair the grave.

On Qingxing Street, the shop that originally sold rouge gouache has finally been replaced with a new signboard, which satisfies the curiosity of many people.

"There's a wine shop—" A young man dressed as a scholar read out the four big characters on the front and shook his head repeatedly.

An illiterate strong man looked at the wine shop curiously, and asked the reader casually: "Excuse me, what is the name of this wine shop?" ”

"There's a liquor store."

"I knew it was a liquor store, I was asking for the name of the liquor store."

"There's just a wine shop!" The reader shook his head and sighed, and walked away with his back hand.

Such a vulgar and straightforward name is prescribed to those illiterate rough people at first glance.

That's it, that's it, let's go to the teahouse opposite to drink tea.

The strong man who stayed behind was aroused by his curiosity, strode in and asked, "Shopkeeper, what is the name of your wine shop?" ”

As soon as the female shopkeeper who was looking down to settle the accounts looked up, the strong man's eyes immediately lit up.

Yo, it's a half-old who still has charm!

Blessed with eyes.

Before the female shopkeeper could speak, a crisp and sweet voice sounded: "Don't you know how to read, it is written on the banner." ”

When the strong man heard this, his face darkened.

Where did the little girl speak so ugly?

When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This wine shop is a bit evil, there is a beautiful female shopkeeper, and there is actually a cute and cute female second!

When the female shopkeeper saw that something was wrong, she hurriedly played a round: "So that the guest officer knows, our wine shop is called a wine shop." ”

"This name ......" the strong man thought for a long time and held back three words, "It's so straightforward." ”

When the female shopkeeper heard this evaluation, the corners of her mouth twitched quickly.

She also felt that it was too perfunctory, but the name of the store was chosen by the new owner, and everyone else applauded, which made her suspect that she had a problem.

Judging by the guest officer's reaction, it is clear that she is normal.

The strong man looked around the wine shop, and saw that the lobby window was bright, and the tables and chairs were brand new, so he couldn't help but nod.

The name of the restaurant is strange, but you can try it for the sake of neatness and cleanliness, and the first customer may be able to pay half the price.

The strong man sat down and put on a heroic and dry posture: "If you have any wine and food, pick up the best one." ”

Although he is illiterate, he has money!

The female shopkeeper twitched the corners of her mouth quickly, and then said: "Our wine shop is not open for lunch, and the guest officer may wish to wait for dinner if he wants to eat wine and food." ”

"What?" The strong men were stunned.

As an eight-sided and exquisite person who takes care of the fat powder shop in a prosperous manner, the female shopkeeper was a little ashamed, and explained with a good temper: "We have a wine shop that only does dinner markets. ”

She hasn't always had such a good temper, but the rules of the new owner are too busy.

The strong man slapped the table hard, and said with a tiger face: "Didn't the shopkeeper make fun of me?" ”

He had never heard of a liquor shop that didn't do lunch.

It must be bullying him for not being literate and not entertaining him!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the strong man slapped the table again.

A whirlwind rushed over, and the shouts rang out: "Who is going to smash the field?" ”

The strong man was stunned again when he saw the young man rushing in front of him, and even couldn't help but rub his eyes.

Even the thugs have clear eyebrows, is this really a wine shop?

Thinking of the strange rules of only opening in the evening market, the strong man suddenly realized.

"I know, I know, I'll come back in the evening." The strong man arched his hand at the handsome young man, smiled and left.

Sheng Saburo touched his chin and asked the female shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, do you think that this villain who smashed the field laughed a little wrong?" ”

The female shopkeeper was expressionless: "No." ”

The most wrong thing is obviously this wine shop!

Sheng Saburo saw the female shopkeeper say this, and smiled: "Then I'll go back to the kitchen." ”

Hongdou threw the sweat towel on the table: "I'll go and see it too." ”

In the blink of an eye, there was only one female shopkeeper left in the lobby, and the female shopkeeper pondered for a long time and silently closed the door of the wine shop.

No, she has to talk to her new owner.

Sheng Saburo did not run into the back kitchen, but stopped outside the back kitchen, looking at the three cauldrons side by side.

The three cauldrons were half a man high, and the lids were pressed so tightly that a gurgling sound could be heard.

After staring at the first cauldron for a while, Sheng Saburo pulled his throat and asked, "Cousin, when is the braised beef good?" ”

Luo Sheng came out of the back kitchen and wiped his hands with a handkerchief: "This is for tomorrow, and the beef needs to be soaked for enough time to taste." ”

Sheng Saburo sighed regretfully.

He watched his cousin knock off a cow bone and put it at the bottom of the pot, adding dozens of catties of beef and cooking it with secret seasonings.

Think about boiling the beef bone marrow out on low heat, and then being soaked up by the large pieces of beef little by little to fill the delicious soup, you will know how fragrant it is.

Sheng Saburo pounced on the second cauldron again: "Cousin, where is this pot of roasted pig's head?" ”

When his cousin took Xiu Gu to make a roast pig's head, he also stared.

This pot of five-spice miso soup was boiled early yesterday morning and left until today, and then put in several pig's heads that were fried red and continued to simmer.

On such a hot day, he always wondered if the pot of miso soup would go bad.

Although the fragrance made him unable to move, his conscience made him have to ask clearly.

It happened that Xiuyue came out, and when she heard this, she said: "Originally, the soup was sour, and the burned pig's head would be more fragrant and soft, this is the trick of this dish." ”

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Luo Sheng.

Early yesterday morning, Miss Luo instructed her to boil a pot of spiced sauce soup and save it for later use, and she had a hunch, and sure enough, today's job is to deal with a few pigs' heads.

More than anyone else, she wanted to know where Miss Luo had learned this trick.

The secret method of braised pig's head was learned by a cook in the palace from an ancient book, and it is said that it will not spread at all......

Xiuyue knew that she was thinking far again.

"Not broken?" Sheng Saburo couldn't hear the words "fragrant and soft", and immediately swallowed his saliva.

Xiangcheng is like this, even if it is broken, he will eat it, and it is a big deal to ask a doctor!

"Cousin, don't make a mess, this pot of roasted pig's head is a snack to be sold in the wine store, how can it be bad?" The red bean threw Sheng Saburo a roll of the eyes.

"I'm just asking." Sheng Saburo swallowed his saliva silently, and glanced at the third pot regretfully.

This pot made his heart ache even more.

He watched his cousin put two old hens, two fat ducks, several elbows, and more than a dozen pork bones into the pot......

But in the end, I fished all of these out and didn't want it, leaving only this pot of soup.

My cousin said that this pot of soup was used to pour Yangchun noodles.

Yangchun noodles are obviously not like this!

Sheng Saburo's eyes were straight, and he had only one thought: hunger.

At this time, the female shopkeeper came over, relieved herself to resist the corrosion of the meat fragrance, and said righteously: "Boss, I want to talk to you about the price of wine and food. ”

"Let's talk." Luo Sheng walked towards the lobby.

The female shopkeeper hurriedly followed.

"Roast a pig's head for a hundred taels of silver?"

"Hmm."

"Ten taels of wine for a small bowl of silver?"

"Hmm."

The female shopkeeper took a deep breath: "That's it, a bowl of Yangchun noodles for five taels of silver?" ”

Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows: "It's low?" ”