Chapter 570: Isn't this a fallen master?

When Li Zhongxin led Wang Bo and Feng Banshan into Liuquanju, it was already considered a dinner order, but the business of this restaurant called Liuquanju was still booming.

The dishes operated by Liuquanju are mainly mid-range, with a wide selection of materials, proficient in knife work, pay attention to modeling, and the cooking techniques are good at exploding, stir-frying, boiling, burning and stewing.

The special dishes include lotus swallow vegetables, cloud abalone, fruit fish bones, golden silk sea crabs, hot kidney flowers, etc., especially the most authentic silk vegetables, lotus seeds, apples, fresh milk......

The most famous is the bean paste bun in Liuquanju.

The bean paste bun of Liuquanju can be said to be the top bean paste bun in the capital, and in later generations, Li Zhongxin was here in the capital, but he ate the bean paste bun of Liuquanju with his friends.

There is a saying from people in the capital that when it comes to the wax moon, you must purchase the bean paste buns of Liuquanju, which can be regarded as having a good fortune in the year.

Later, when Li Zhongxin went to Liuquanju for dinner, he basically went with two friends from the cultural circles of Beijing, who told Li Zhongxin that in the 50s, Lao She, Hu Jieqing, Qi Baishi and other literati and writers once held a game of "guessing the famous corner and awarding rice wine" in Liuquanju.

It can be described as Liu Quanju, that is, literati and ink writers, elegant and vulgar appreciation.

The two of them are writing, and it is natural to eat in a place with an artistic atmosphere and atmosphere, which can bring them some inspiration.

Li Zhongxin was not interested in what they said, after all, those two wrote what they said were online writers, but they didn't even have a famous one.

Li Zhongxin saw that the Liuquanju at this time was completely different from the magnificent decoration in later generations, it was still in the form of a small second floor, and the area was only a few hundred square meters.

At this time, the first floor of Liuquanju operated public food, selling some bean paste buns and some pastries and other things, and there were more than a dozen tables inside.

Li Zhongxin has always had a great preference for food, and his third uncle is a typical foodie, he did not fulfill Wang Bo's wish during the day, and if he didn't take Wang Bo to eat a delicious meal at night, it would be a little too much.

After thinking about it, Li Zhongxin thought of the place of Liuquanju, and when he came here, Wang Bo and Feng Banshan drank wine, and he was able to eat some food with memories.

"The three of you, please, there happens to be a three-person platform." The waiter dressed in the atmosphere of the 80s ran the hall and greeted Li Zhongxin, and the three of them let in.

The waiter at the front desk wanted to arrange a seat on the first floor for Li Zhongxin and the three of them near the bean paste bun seller.

Li Zhongxin frowned, and said to Wang Bo: "You ask him, is there a private room upstairs, we have to go upstairs to sit in the private room." If there is no private room, we will go to the second floor and sit, it is too noisy here. ”

Li Zhongxin didn't expect that at this time, all the three private rooms in Liuquanju already had guests.

In desperation, Li Zhongxin and Wang Bofeng sat in the hall on the second floor, which was not noisy.

After ordering a few special dishes from Liuquanju, and ordering rice wine and bean paste buns from Liuquanju, Li Zhongxin began to look up and down at this different restaurant from later generations.

Li Zhongxin vaguely remembered that his friends in later generations told him that this Liuquanju restaurant was famous in the capital, and it was probably a time-honored Chinese brand founded in the Longqing period of the Ming Dynasty.

In the early years, Liuquanju was funded by Shandong people, and there was a three-room shop in front of the store and a wide courtyard in the back.

At that time, there was a huge willow tree in this courtyard, there was a spring well under the tree, the well water was clear and sweet, the shopkeeper used this clear spring water to make rice wine, the taste was mellow, the wine was full of aroma, and it was called "Yuquan Liquor" by the diners.

In addition to selling rice wine, Liuquanju is also very distinctive, the Qing Dynasty's "Bad News Manzhi" is recorded in this way, so the capital hotel is the most famous in Liuquanju, the color is beautiful and mellow, if this hotel, there are dishes such as bad fish, pine flowers, drunken crabs, dried meat, vegetables, dried wine and fresh fruits, in the Qing Dynasty, Liuquanju together with Sanheju, Xianluju is called "the famous three residences of the capital".

During the reign of Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Sejong favored the traitor Yan Song and once said: "There is no sword in the world to kill him or cut him off." After Ming Muzong succeeded to the throne, he was determined to get rid of this traitor. But because the emperor had spoken first, he couldn't take his life, so he had to remove Yan Song from his official position, confiscate his family property, and only leave a silver bowl for Yan Song, so that this traitor could make a living by begging.

The people of Beijing hate Yan Song, and no one is willing to help him. One day, Yan Song, who was hungry and thirsty, came to the door of this tavern and smelled the rich aroma of wine, Yan Song could no longer walk, so he begged the owner to give him wine.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw this silver rice bowl, he knew that he was Yan Song, and he had already heard that Yan Song could write well, so he took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and said: "It's okay to give you wine to drink, you have to inscribe a few words on this small shop for me." Yan Song thought for a while and inscribed the words 'Willow Spring Residence'. Not long after, Yan Song starved to death on the streets, and 'Liu Quanju' became a masterpiece, and the small shop became famous in the capital.

Just as Li Zhongxin was recalling these things, the conversation between the two middle-aged men next to him caught Li Zhongxin's attention.

"Old Sun, I remember that there is a relative in your family who should be the leader of the Light Industry Bureau, can you give me forty bundles of wool over there! If you can get me the approval, I'll go down there and run by myself, and I'll give you a commission of five yuan for each bundle of wool. ”

"Da Liu, what do you want so much wool for? You're not a cloth seller, what do you want so much wool for? Besides, how many meters is forty bundles of wool! No matter how powerful my relatives are, they can't do it, and you don't know how tight the cloth is now, you need a cloth ticket to buy a meter of cloth, not to mention that you want that kind of wool, which is in demand. ”

"Old Sun! I'm not a cloth seller, I have a relative in my family who sells cloth! Now the shortage of cloth is not the same as before, and people who have a relationship can directly get the goods from the manufacturer, and there is no need to use cloth tickets. The forty bundles of fabric I mentioned are a matter of a strip from your relatives, and we don't want to give money here. You research and research!

My relatives over there said that the woolen fabric is very good to sell at his house, and basically the goods can be sold when they arrive there, and he gave me a bundle of ten yuan, and the two of us added five yuan to each other.

Forty bundles of woolen fabric, that's two hundred yuan, and that relative of your family, I remember, was in charge of the weaving factory, and forty bundles of cloth were not like playing. We just need to get a slip. ”

Isn't this Nima a typical fallen master? Li Zhongxin's mind suddenly came up with the term "inverted master". ()

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