In the Saifan Building, only the shopkeeper is lying on the counter, symbolizing that the store has not yet closed, and the cook and the shopkeeper are lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

The store is dignified, and there is no half of the customer.

At this time, at the door, a foreign merchant led a horse to pass by Saifan Tower, curiously stretching out his head to look at the people inside.

Xiao Er in the store squinted his eyes and said impatiently: "If you want to eat, go to the Babaolou next to you, we have a yellow shop." ”

The merchant looked up at the signboard suspiciously, and muttered: "After my father came here five years ago, he talked about the yokan of Saifan Lou for five years, why is it my turn to close the door." ”

The lazy Xiao Er said impatiently: "Chef Zhang, who made yokan, is still catching rats in prison, and you can't eat his yokan." ”

"Alas, life is impermanent!" The merchant sighed and led his horse away.

Xiao Er didn't look at him again and continued to sleep.

This scene was completely seen by Shang Fu.

A cup of tea soup, Shang Fu tasted it slowly.

It was the happiest time of the day for him.

Only when a person appears, his mood is bad again.

The little guy at home came back from the door with a food box in a puff.

Shang Fu asked, "He still refuses to eat the things of the Eight Treasure Towers?" ”

The young man complained: "That dead son-in-law is honest now, and he can't help it when he sees our food drooling every day, saying that as long as we use Saifanlou's food box to send it, we will eat the things that represent Saifanlou." ”

The housekeeper is still calm and relaxed: "A stinky son-in-law who wants to eat, after all, he can't resist his appetite." ”

Shang Fu sipped tea lightly: "Meet his request, now change the previous food box of Saifan Lou and send it to that son-in-law." ”

"The South Goods Store has a lot of income, and it still needs to perfunctory Han Yuyao's little girl."

……

Yun Feng, who had just driven the young man away, moved the tables and chairs in the courtyard to the porch, poured a cup of tea, and was trying to adapt to the tea soup of Dakang Dynasty with milk, ginger and salt.

In what environment and what to do, this is the experience he learned in his previous life.

Han Wenyuan was squatting on the steps of the courtyard, staring at Yun Feng deadly.

Yun Feng, who was drinking tea, asked: "Wen Yuan, if you are uncomfortable squatting, then come and sit, anyway, when the food box arrives, I will take you to smell it together." ”

Han Wenyuan shook his head vigorously: "The clan elder asked me to look at you to see if you have the ability to take Saifan Lou back, and he asked me to tell you what you did every night." ”

"I'm afraid I can't see it if it's too close."

He fiddled with the sheets on his lap and wrote small letters on them with a brush.

Yun Feng said: "Then take a good look at how your uncle can deal with these wicked people, some of my plans seem stupid, but they can deal with villains." ”

As he spoke, a voice came from next door: "I chirp every day, and when others are eating, they call and want to come to our three rooms to eat?" ”

A sharp voice came, and when I heard it, it was Han Cong's voice.

The status of the third room is the worst, and Han Yuyao is a woman, so the two rooms live next door.

Yun Feng's table had already moved to the middle of the two families, and when he turned his head at this time, he could see Han Cong's house: "Where are you eating?" What did you eat today? ”

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Han Cong didn't answer.

After a few seconds, I saw Han Cong walking out with a rice bowl.

The dragon walks and walks with great momentum, the rice bowl in his hand is stable, and the rice bowl is dotted with a few pieces of green leafy vegetables, which looks like a cabbage, which is the little cabbage that later generations said.

On the leaves, the two slices of pork are covered with oily skin, and the face is oily and soaked in rice.

The scent hits and is really appetizing.

Han Cong deliberately brought the rice bowl to Yun Feng to let Yun Feng smell the fragrance, and then used chopsticks to pull the rice under the meat slices.

"Do you smell it? This is meaty, bought with the money of your seven rooms, and you have deducted fifty percent of the money from your seven rooms, I'm afraid you want to eat bran vegetables, right? Han Cong said ostentatiously.

When the show is over, I took a bite of rice with chopsticks, not to mention how fragrant it was.

At this moment, Han Cong felt that his soul had been sublimated, and the meat he was reluctant to eat was eaten, and those damn oil bottles in the third room were finally not so annoying.

Now I can still show off in front of the seventh room, how cool is this.

You must know that Han Yuyao's mother is Han Tongfu's main wife, and she is the person who talks about the entire backyard.

Look at the gluttony of this dead son-in-law who made himself look good at the Hugh Conference.

Han Cong's 36,000 pores all over his body were opened refreshedly.

Looking at the cup of tea soup that he was reluctant to put even ginger, star anise, and pepper, Han Cong took two more bites of the rice bowl in his hand.

With a mouth full of oil, Han Cong rubbed the fat on his lips vigorously.

Yun Feng shuddered inexplicably, looking at Han Cong's appearance of being reincarnated as a starving ghost, he felt a little soft-hearted.

Fortunately, Xiao Taohong came in from outside, and she led the young man from the South Store: "Uncle, this guy is here again, saying that he is a new food box for you!" ”

I saw that the little guy was not angry and changed the food box according to your requirements, satisfied, right?

Yun Feng glanced at the three big characters on the food box.

Saifan Building.

Open the food box again, and the meat is fragrant.

Only then did he nod and praise: "This is like this, you go back first, if the food is not satisfactory, I have to return it." ”

The guy glared at Yun Feng fiercely: "Three taels of silver for a meal, why don't you eat you to death." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

There is no stir-fry in the dish, and naturally there is not much IQ fee.

The normal price of three taels of silver is enough for an ordinary poor family to eat for a month.

But in the main restaurant, it's just a meal.

Yun Feng opened the food box and brought out the dishes inside.

The first dish is the famous dish of Saifan Building, lamb soup.

Yun Feng sniffed lightly, the smell of this mutton was completely gone, leaving only the fragrance of the meat, and then the taste of salt, which was very light.

Accompanied by radish core to remove the fish, it can be said that it is very particular.

The meat soup is placed on the table, and then three side dishes are served: fried cherries, beautified soup cakes, and two-color and double-flavored fish.

At noon, these three dishes and one soup are complete.

Then take out the chopsticks from the food box and put them on the chopstick.

looked at Han Cong in front of him, looked at his mouth full of oil, looked at the cheap pig meat in his hand, and looked at his surprised face.

Yun Feng asked, "I don't know if the dishes in Saifan Tower are to your taste?" Try? After all, it is the business of your own family, and the building near the water will get the first month. ”

"Giggle~" Han Cong's throat exuded a choked sobs of jealousy.

Yun Feng said proudly: "This yokan is also tired of eating, the cherries are not sweet anymore, and the two-color two-tailed fish is not fresh." ”

"You!" Han Cong pointed at Yun Feng, and then looked at the pig meat in his bowl.

In the Dakang Dynasty, pig meat was a cheap thing, and the dignitaries did not eat it, because the pigs of this year ate everything, whether it was garbage swill or feces and urine, it was not refused.

The smell is fishy and unpleasant, and it is really hard to swallow.

But for the poor, it is a rare delicacy.

Han Cong, the third child of the Han family who was not welcomed, used to be able to eat pig meat during the New Year.

Where did he think that Yun Feng, the bullshit son-in-law, actually started to eat the delicacy of Saifan Lou, which was the Zhengdian restaurant he had dreamed of trying for more than ten years.

The more Han Cong thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and suddenly felt a grain of rice stuck in his throat.

"Ahem, cough~" He coughed vigorously until his face was full of red tears.

That's a little better.

It just so happened that at this time, Yun Feng sandwiched a piece of mutton and continued to show off: "Who let the clan give this piece of land to Yuyao since he was a child, and his grandfather built the best store in Xiangzhou!" This is called confidence, with this restaurant, you can eat yokan for a lifetime. ”

Han Cong glared aggrievedly, pointed at Yun Feng and shouted: "Half of the money for your seven rooms has given us three rooms, and the rent of this land is also half of our three rooms!" ”

"You wait, you wait for me, I'm going to collect the rent, I can't pay it, you all give me a fuck!"

Han Cong was very inward-looking, and ran back to his house with a rice bowl in his hand.

Yun Feng, who was sitting at the table, glanced at the food on the table that had not moved, and beckoned to Han Wenyuan behind him: "Wenyuan, put the things back and send them back to the South Goods Store, these three taels of silver are quite expensive, I can just eat the dishes in the house." ”

Han Wenyuan looked at Yun Feng in a daze, and for a while he didn't know which big drama Yun Feng was singing.

Yun Feng didn't care much, and turned his head to walk into the house with hunger, where there were shepherd's cabbage gnocchi and rhubarb rice porridge made from the kitchen.

When the person arrived at the gate, Yun Feng suddenly turned around and told Han Wenyuan: "If you don't understand, go and ask the clan elders." ”

After that, the people have already entered the house.