Chapter 1: Outside the West Lake Building
"Phew"
A jet-black horse stopped in front of the building, Tie Lingshuang turned over and dismounted, threw a piece of loose silver to the little guy who bowed down in front of the door to lead the horse, glanced at him lightly, raised his feet and stepped into the door, glanced at the empty lobby, frowned slightly, and then stretched out, walked to the table against the wall, wiped the table with his fingers, looked at the still clean fingers, and sat down.
The little guy in the hall was also quite clever, opened his smiling face, took two steps, and was about to step forward again.
"Boom"
Reaching out to put the iron gun on the table, Tie Lingshuang tilted his head slightly, looked at the little guy who was smiling in the distance and was unstoppable, stretched out his hand and asked,
"What's good in the building?"
The voice was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, clear and passionate, the little guy hurriedly put down his thoughts, sorted out his smiling face, took two steps forward, and said with a smile,
"So that the guest officer knows, in the outer building of our building, the top dishes in the north and south of the river are complete, if you want to talk about the signboard of our store, it is naturally stuffy deer tail, grilled sea cucumber and crab roe, and"
With a smiling face, he was about to say it in detail, but he saw Tie Lingshuang raise his hand to interrupt, and the little guy quickly bit his mouth and kept silent.
Stretching out his finger and pointing at the names of various dishes hanging on the wall of the lobby, Tie Lingshuang opened his mouth and said,
"The first row, the red one, is all here. ”
The little guy turned his head to look at the dishes on the wall that he had already been familiar with, twelve signature dishes, good guy, this is to entertain distinguished guests, swallowed his saliva, and asked in a low voice,
"How many of you are you, guest officer?"
Staring at the desktop faintly, Tie Lingxiang's face was uncertain. The shopkeeper stepped forward and shouted to the little servant,
"Hurry up and tell the cook to serve the food, what so much nonsense!"
I saw that his big round face, oily, and a goatee did not match it, squinted his eyes and smiled at Tie Lingshuang, waved his hand and sent the little servant to the back hall, bowed and saluted, did not speak, and slowly turned to the back hall.
Seeing that the lobby was quiet, Tie Lingshuang turned to look out the window, the lake was indeed rippling, lotus leaves, one after another, only a little withered yellow spots, the few lotus flowers were bowed their heads, and a few small boats were floating listlessly.
Looking further away, there are still stalls selling all kinds of pastries and rouge gouache on the opposite side of the lake, and a few sparse figures pass by dejectedly, thinking that business is also bleak.
Shook his head, sure enough, there was no extravagant scene of the rumored West Lake singing and dancing for a while, desolate and unreasonable, holding his hands on his chest, closing his eyes, and thinking carefully.
In the back kitchen, the chubby shopkeeper was facing the sweaty face and the fat cook roared in a low voice,
If you dare to put a grain of fucking sweat into the dish, Lao Tzu will kill you alive today. ”
"Snort"
The cook sneered, glanced at the fearful shopkeeper below, and shouted disdainfully,
"I said that the old grandson, I still can't get rid of the scholar's guts, the small one is like a needle hole, what kind of fairy figure has come, scaring you like this, the official master in the yamen is here, don't we still vomit into the pot? You vomit no less than me. ”
was knocked out by the broken gong's voice, the shopkeeper Sun shrank his head in fright, turned around and pulled out his head to look at the stove door, turned around and kicked on the thigh of the cook Niu Dahai, gritted his teeth and whispered,
"Shut it up, damn it, the kind that came out of the palace, the kind that specializes in drawing a knife to cut first and then playing, you kid don't want to live anymore?"
Niu Dahai, who was cutting the pier, froze his face, his eyes stared at the boss, and a row of sweat broke out on his back, he took a step back, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that was about to fall on his head, and rarely washed his hands, pulled the corners of his mouth at the shopkeeper, squeezed out an embarrassing smile, cheered up, and cut the hump bought from the Western Regions with heavy money like cicada wings.
Sticking his head and listening carefully to the lobby, there was no movement, and the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and sighed.
Old grandson, Sun Yaozu, was born with the great mission of studying and becoming an official, but he also had a shallow fate, and he took the exam four times and even drew what Sun Shan looked like. Seeing that his son was holding the subset of scripture and history to the school, he gritted his teeth, was ruthless, packed up his ancestral property, and after thinking about it for more than half a year, he opened this hotel, backed by continuous green mountains, opposite the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, which is a very good place.
After all, if you have read a book for a few years, it is inevitable that you will hang a book bag in the important place, what is the name of the tavern? Rows of big characters flashed in your mind, whether virtuous or holy, or king or tyrant, arrogant, graceful, romantic? Alas, it is not so difficult to name your son.
The fat son next to his feet held a thick book, shook his head and said,
"Outside the mountain, Qingshan Lou Wailou, West Lake singing and dancing when will it be off. ”
slapped his thigh, picked up his son, who seemed to have clear eyebrows, kissed him fiercely, and wiped his face with disgust, looked up to the sky and sighed, just call Louwailou.
Hangzhou City, by the West Lake, Louwailou Tavern, the old shopkeeper is quite talented, painstaking management, after several twists and turns, finally made a big hotel with a hundred miles.
The cook's skill is very good, and seeing that the little guy is serving a plate of dishes with all colors and aromas, Tie Lingxiang nodded and appreciated it.
Don't dare to snub the distinguished guests, after the signature dish is served, the little guy retreats to the counter, peeks at the table, the shopkeeper shook his head, stands behind the counter and stretches out his hand to slap him on the back of the head, and then turns around and picks up a pot of fine wine, holds it himself, and walks up.
"Guest officer, this is the best wine treasured by our store, Shaoxing's daughter is red, and our store gives it to the guest officer to taste, and does not charge cash. ”
Looking at a table of delicacies, his appetite was open, and he was raising his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fried hump with yellow and crispy, and when he heard the shopkeeper speak, Tie Lingxiang turned his head and glanced at the three big words "daughter red", his eyes narrowed slightly, and for a long time, the old shopkeeper's smiling face was about to cramp, and then he shook his head,
"No, just make a pot of tea. ”
Ignoring Sun Yaozu, he picked up a piece of hump, tasted it carefully, it was really good, the skin was crispy, the inside was fragrant and soft, fresh and tender, fat but not greasy, with the special sauce of the upper and outer floors, it was really the best delicacy, worthy of being one of the eight treasures of the fried hump.
The shopkeeper Sun who patted the horse's hooves did not lose heart, ignored the snickering of the little girl, put back his daughter red, and took out a small box of the best Longjing tea, made a pot of boiling water by himself, turned out a set of celadon tea sets, and brewed tea on the counter.
Peeking at Tie Lingshuang, who was feasting on it, she was dressed in Shu splendor, black lines on a red background, and she was extremely well-cut, which made her tall and capable, covered with a layer of dust-proof black gauze on the outside, and the front chest and back faintly flashed with scales, like a dragon rolling. took a deep breath and nodded, I can't be wrong, I still have a vision, Jin Yiwei, Flying Fish Suit, although the color is a little different from what I have seen before, but it feels more majestic, and I think it is a powerful one.
Raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, wiped off the rag on the counter, reached out and touched the temperature of the teapot, and almost the heat, and looked at it again.
Long black hair, casually tied in a bun, refreshing and neat. Wheat-colored skin, delicate as ivory, round and smooth forehead, a pair of feather eyebrows like jade, flying obliquely in the air, slender Ruifeng eyes, opening and closing like the moon falling autumn water, people dare not look up, Sun Shopkeeper's heart and liver tremble, just with this half of the face, if you are in power, how can there be a way to live for demons and monsters.
wiped his old face, listened to too many low eyebrows, thief eyebrows, and suddenly saw a person whose eyebrows covered him, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Tilting up the dead fish's eyes, and then peeking over, I saw that the nose was like a hanging gall, round and jade, and the bridge of the nose went straight through the heavens. Don't dare to look at it again, this momentum is tight, and you can't crawl over to deliver tea later, right?
After persisting for a long time, he still couldn't stop thinking about the method of face-to-face for half his life, Shopkeeper Sun tilted his head slightly, peeked over, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not a vicious and vicious thin lips, nor a pompous and profligate wide mouth. The tender water chestnut is general, moist and red, it seems to be happy to eat, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, well, yes, Yangyue lips, the most kind-hearted, fortunately incompatible with the majesty of the eyebrows and eyes, otherwise I would really have to climb over.
Sensing a glimmer of gaze lingering on him, Tie Lingshuang stopped his chopsticks and pulled down the corners of his mouth, and the shopkeeper Sun only felt a trace of chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the tips of his hair, and his body was about to frost, so he quickly picked up the teacup, bowed his waist, smiled at the floor, and trotted forward,
"Objectively, this is the West Lake Longjing treasured in the store, and the famous tea of our Zhejiang Province is all to be paid tribute to the imperial court to the dignitaries in Beijing, you can try it. ”
As he spoke, he poured a glass for the distinguished guest in front of him and served it with both hands.
Looking at the mess of cups and plates in front of him, Tie Lingshuang nodded with satisfaction, took the Longjing tea in the hands of the fat shopkeeper, a fragrance hit the face, refreshing people's spleen, the tea color is slightly yellow and green, clear and translucent, take a sip, the entrance is slightly bitter, containing it like jade, with a long aftertaste, it is worthy of being a famous tea in Zhejiang.
"Shopkeeper, the chef of your shop is very authentic, how many taels of silver is this table?"
The mouth was bitter, the throat was sour, and it seemed to have a mouthful of remnants of Longjing slag, Sun's shopkeeper was in a hurry, and he thought about the Yangyue lips in front of him, his heart was slightly wider, and with expectation, he whispered,
"Seventy"
"Hmm. ”
"Thirty"
"Huh?"
"Three, three taels of silver. ”
sighed from the bottom of my heart, this group of dog officials, what face is in power, they are all a bunch of beasts who drink blood and eat meat, and the mother's three taels of silver are not enough for Niu Dahai's food today, forget it, who made the family a brocade guard.
Shaking his head and chuckling, Tie Lingshuang took out a hundred taels of silver tickets, put them on the table, and said,
"Seventy-six taels. ”
The shopkeeper was shocked, raised his head, looked at the cold phoenix eyes looking at him with a hint of a smile, suddenly his heart was settled, he squeezed out a smile, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and said with a smile,
"Let the objective you see the smile. ”
After that, he picked up the silver ticket in both hands, called the little servant to go over and settle the bill, and he was about to give it back, but he heard the man ask,
"Is Hangzhou City so deserted usually?"
Hearing the guest ask, the shopkeeper paused, couldn't help but straighten his waist slightly, didn't dare to look up, and said with a wry smile,
"Recently, it has been a little colder, there has been no rain for a whole month, the drought is already severe, there have been several murders in the city, and there are a lot fewer people. ”
Slightly bowing, Tie Lingshuang frowned,
"Then it's not like it's been so long, and no one has patronized it, right?"
Sighing, the shopkeeper said,
"Today is a group of wealthy businessmen in our Hangzhou city, invited an old Taoist priest from the tour side, it is said that Qingcheng Mountain came down, to invite the dragon king by the Qiantang River, ask for rain or kill the demon We don't know, all the people from ten miles and eight towns ran to the Liuhe Temple to look around, and our West Lake was deserted. ”
"Hmm" nodded faintly, Tie Lingshuang reached out and poured himself another cup of tea and took a sip.
"What's going on in the city?"
This tickled the shopkeeper Sun, and I saw him clear his throat and let go of his voice a little,
"Hey, distinguished guest, I want to teach you to know, our Hangzhou City, is a demon, three murders in the city, a total of ten dead, all of them were sucked dry by monsters, that miserable, there is also a frequent visitor to our building, and the shot is also generous, alas, it is really a sin. ”
nodded, took a sip of tea, closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes, and saw the little guy walking up, holding a few silver tickets and a few pieces of broken silver, Tie Lingshuang reached out to take the silver ticket, and didn't care about the broken silver, it was considered a reward for tea, stood up, picked up the three-foot iron gun placed horizontally on the table, and went straight out of the door.
took the horse rope handed over by the little man at the door, turned over on the horse, looked up at the scorching sun, and clamped the horse's belly between his legs.
"Driving"
Riding on the red dust, he went straight to the Qiantang River.