Ban Fu walked in front of Liang Yuanzhong step by step, staring at his former opponent.

When the two main shops on Zhengyang Street were open at the same time, the two also made the neighborhood with their cooking skills

Looking at each other, Ban Fu was then relieved, and gestured to the steamed Tongzhou lamb on the table with his eyes: "How about this dish?" Delicious, right? ”

The smug expression immediately angered Liang Yuanzhong, he was the head chef of Babaolou, and he had never been afraid of anyone when it came to cooking.

Liang Yuanzhong glared at Ban Fu and said: "Ban Fu, if you have the ability, you can compare with me to see who has good cooking skills, this rotten steamed lamb from the same continent is the dish of our written test." ”

Ban Fu still had that calm expression, looking at Liang Yuanzhong in front of him with pitiful eyes.

Liang Yuanzhong roared angrily: "Old thing, don't be embarrassed, just compare your cooking skills with you." ”

Ban Fu suddenly smiled, and he raised his hands from his cuffs.

The arm that was broken at the wrist told Liang Yuanzhong clearly.

Today's dish is not made by his Banfu at all, if you fight with him.

That's pure nonsense.

At this time, the runner came up with the dishes: "Guest officer, your cooking Gongcheng fragrant japonica. It is recommended to use steamed goose and slash Songjiang carp...... The dishes are ready. ”

Liang Yuanzhong already knew that the chef of Saifan Building now had another person, and Ban Fu could only move his mouth, but he couldn't cook.

Ma Fei, who ran the hall, put the steamed goose on the table, next to the japonica rice bucket of the Gongcheng, and then served the plate of Songjiang carp is as thin as cicada wings, and the perch in Songjiang is the favorite of Emperor Jing of the Dakang Dynasty.

And the fish fish is the favorite delicacy of the literati and elegant guests of the Dakang Dynasty.

"Guest, you're ready." Ma Fei bowed slightly, turned around and left with the tray.

Liang Yuanzhong looked at the dishes in front of him with a thirsty throat.

The color is not the best of Banfu, the fragrance has Banfu Kung Fu, but the taste has already surpassed the level of Banfu.

Take out a bowl of japonica rice from Gongcheng, and then gently hold the steamed goose with a chopstick, put a mouthful of japonica rice, and a mouthful of steamed goose into your mouth.

Liang Yuanzhong's brows tightened even more.

Ban Fu on the side asked with a smile: "This should also be your specialty, I don't know if there is a big gap between what the dog does." ”

Liang Yuan said truthfully: "The goose meat is not in the right heat, it is late to come out of the pot, a little firewood, and there is too much japonica rice water, and the taste is a lot worse." ”

"It's true that dogs need more exercise," Ban Fu admitted. ”

Speaking of modesty, Liang Yuanzhong tasted the Songjiang fish again.

"The knife work is good, the fish is as thin as cicada wings, the thickness is uniform, and it is close to you and me."

As he spoke, he dipped in the prepared sauce.

As soon as he entered, Liang Yuanzhong said calmly: "I lost." ”

He stood up and pointed to the leftovers on the table, "You guys can try it." ”

A few guys hurriedly started and ate with their mouths full of oil.

Only Liang Yuanzhong glared at Ban Fu: "Don't think that you won, your son is far behind, and I admit defeat because I lost on the unknown seasoning of your Saifan Building." ”

Liang Yuanzhong, who was angry, watched his subordinates finish eating, and then greeted: "Let's go." ”

The man has left.

Looking at the lively Sailong Pavilion and Zhang Kuohai, the people at the table were already smiling.

It's like watching a monkey show.

The fatigue of the whole body can be regarded as a dissipation.

On the first day of the opening of Saifan Building, it was crowded with people, and there were traces of guests at every table.

By the end of the night, all the people in the restaurant had gone, but only Sailong Pavilion and Zhang Kuohai were left...... And this guy Han Cong.

……

Yun Feng counted the accounts at the counter.

The income is 42 taels and 7 yuan, and the price of the consumed ingredients will cost more than 30 taels of silver, of which the cost of high-quality ingredients and fresh food from all over the country is the largest.

It looks like the income is more than a dozen taels of silver, but this is also the salary of the three running halls of Banfu father and son and Furui foot shop.

After deducting the rent of the storefront, rounding up is almost equal to playing for nothing.

On the counter, Yun Feng frowned.

Outside the counter, Han Cong stood opposite with a flushed face.

"Yun Feng, this is our own store, why do I have to pay for this meal?" Han Congxing asked the guilt.

Yun Feng replied calmly: "Giving money for dinner, it is a matter of course, the business is our seventh room, not my personal property, if it was my personal one, I would have invited you to dinner a long time ago." ”

In a word, the angry Han Cong slapped the table: "But don't go too far, eat a few of your dishes and actually ask me for more than a dozen taels of silver, a portion of Dongpo meat, and two hundred Wen for others, and you asked me for seven taels of silver, are you going crazy or something." ”

Yun Feng said: "Is the Dongpo meat not delicious, or is the reputation of the Dongpo monk not enough for you to pay a mere dozen taels of silver?" ”

The reputation of the Dongpo monks in the Dakang Dynasty is resounding in the sky, whether it is Shilin or the people, worshipping the Dongpo monks abounds, and the dishes studied by the monks are worth it no matter how expensive they are.

Yun Feng also knew that the life of this Dongpo layman had also been poor, and eating pig meat might also be a pleasure in suffering.

Even this Dongpo meat may not be studied by Dongpo monks, but it is enough to have this gimmick.

With the status of Dongpo monks in the Dakang Dynasty, if Han Cong dared to say half a word, almost everyone nearby would beat him first.

Sailong Pavilion and Zhang Kuohai around him had already been gearing up.

Han Cong looked at the expressions of these big men around him, and finally confessed.

"Okay, even if it's a dozen taels of silver for dinner, deduct it from the rent, and give me the rest of the rent." Han Cong said.

He came to collect rent, who knew that Yun Feng had paid more than a dozen taels of silver.

I don't know how much money is left in this rent.

Yun Feng looked at Han Cong with a puzzled expression: "Rent? What a rent! ”

From the beginning, Yun Feng never wanted Han Cong to take advantage of him.

Han Cong said in disbelief: "Of course it's the rent of the land of Saifan Building, this is the Han family's property!" ”

Yun Feng smiled: "Yes, this plot is the property of the Han family, but it is not your three-room." ”

Han Cong was stunned at this time, but he spent a lot of effort to ask the previous housekeeper for rent.

Now the man agreed, but the house was handed over to the seven-room son-in-law in the family.

As a result, the seven-room son-in-law didn't admit it again?

Han Cong almost jumped up angrily: "Yun Feng, don't pretend to be confused, the main store built by the clan for your seven-room land back then, of course you have to pay rent." ”

With a faint smile, Yun Feng had already prepared.

I saw him put down the account book in his hand and asked curiously: "Who is this land for Qifang for?" ”

Han Cong said naturally: "Of course it's for the seventh sister." ”

Yun Feng shook his head: "No, this land was given by my father-in-law to the salt and iron transfer envoy on Jingnan Road, that is, Yu Yao's grandfather, and then the Saifan Building built by his old man let me use it as a dowry to enter the Han family, so as not to be too shabby." ”

He said confidently: "So, strictly speaking, this restaurant is my own money." ”

Han Cong was stunned, and he was stunned on the spot.

He stared at Yun Feng for a long time before he said, "Is that the case?" ”

Yun Feng didn't have the slightest feeling of humiliation of marrying someone else as a son-in-law, but said proudly: "Naturally." ”