Wen Ye naturally knew why Wen Chen was like this, and he was so ashamed that he lowered his eyes and hid behind Wen Jian, just so that Mo Yan, who was standing opposite, looked right, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a good-looking arc.

"Little Marquis Mo is my brother-in-law, and the family doesn't need to say thank you."

Wen Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he was only a thirteen-year-old boy, he understood what the two of them were in the Hou Mansion Hall this morning, and now he could only make up a reason to prevaricate first.

"Well said!"

Cheng Nuanxin clapped his hands, stepped forward to put his arm around Wen Chen's shoulders, and warmly invited him to go to the Zuixian Building for dinner together.

"Let's go, take you to the Drunken Immortal Tower to eat the delicious food in the world!"

Wen Chen glanced at Wen Jian, Wen Jian nodded slightly, Wen Chen immediately smiled and nodded in agreement, he was about the same height as Cheng Nuanxin, and the two of them hooked their shoulders and backs in harmony, so they went all the way out of the academy.

Mo Yan also invited the banquet master to go with him, but the banquet master refused because of the annoyance of the academy affairs, and he couldn't stand the excitement of the young people.

The group got on the carriage and rushed to the south of the city, and in less than half an hour, the three carriages stopped in front of the Zuixian Building, Wen Jian got off the carriage first, and the shopkeeper of the Qingfeng Building on the opposite side immediately greeted him.

"Boss, do you have something to do today?"

"It's okay, I happened to be passing by, how is the business lately?"

Wen Jian asked casually, his eyes fixed on Cheng Nuanxin's carriage, Wen Chen jumped out of the carriage happily from above, and looked around curiously as he stood on the bustling street.

"It's still the same, since the Drunken Immortal Building opened opposite two years ago, there have been a lot fewer people coming to us, although there is a monthly surplus of thousands of gold, but it is not as good as before."

Qingfeng Lou shopkeeper regretted, three years ago he followed Wen Jian in the capital to open this restaurant, a year later Zuixian Lou opened, this is a foot shop did not take it seriously, but I don't want it to be famous for its exquisite and delicious dishes, and it is also selling fragrant wine on the palace banquet, and it is in the limelight for a while, and Qingfeng Lou's business plummeted.

Fortunately, Miss Wen San, together with the craftsmen in Qiongzhou, brewed lychee wine and chalcedony wine, which were preferred by literati and artists, and attracted many new customers.

"Do you want to consider selling more chalcedony wine every day to attract business?"

Wen Jian shook his head, chalcedony wine is the signature of Qingfeng Building, only guests in the private room can order a pot, this rule is set by Wen Ye, and it must not be changed.

"Rare things are more expensive, so that they can be more expensive than thousands of gold. In recent years, restaurants have flourished in Beijing, and we still need to put more effort into the food and drinks."

Wen Jian told the shopkeeper that no matter how many new restaurants are opened on the Royal Street, the excellent food and wine of his own house will not be easily replaced.

"Understood!"

The shopkeeper benefited a lot from hearing this, he was originally a shopkeeper in a teahouse, and Wen Jian often came over after lunch to drink a few cups of food. On that day, Wen Jian was opening in Zhangluo Qingfeng Building, and he happened to lack a clever running hall, so he followed Wen Jian to Qingfeng Building on his own recommendation, and became the shopkeeper of the restaurant half a year later.

The shopkeeper is very grateful to Wen Jian today, and I want to express my gratitude to him today when I see him rarely come over with relatives and friends.

"Now that your friend has arrived at the south of the city, can you let you do some landlord friendship?"

"This ......"

Wen Jian was a little embarrassed, today is Mo Yan as the east, if he changes the place, he will naturally have his consent.

"I'm used to going to Drunken Immortal Building, keep my private account today, and the three ladies don't have to worry."

Mo Yan's voice came from behind the two of them, and he immediately smiled faintly and raised his feet into the Drunken Immortal Building. Wanzhao helped Wen Ye get down from the carriage, Mo Yan's words just made Wen Ye listen, and he was secretly anxious, afraid that he would not know the reason, misinterpret Wen Jian's meaning, lift the hem of the skirt and hurriedly chase in.

"Mo Lang, don't get me wrong, the second brother didn't mean that, Qingfeng Mansion has been taken care of by him, and the shopkeeper is also kind."

"It's okay, I understand."

Mo Yan smiled, didn't say anything more, and went to the private room of Tianzi No. 1 on the second floor.

"Mrs. Wen, please!"

Cheng Nuanxin rushed over from behind and led the three Wen brothers and sisters

Entering the more elegant West Pavilion on the second floor, you can see the Bianhe River when you push the door, the scenery is pleasant, and the night view is even more beautiful to make people forget to return.

"Today's West Pavilion is specially prepared for a few people, and there will be some lanterns on the water in the evening, which is very beautiful!"

Wen Ye sat down by the window, and the boat on the water swayed leisurely, going back and forth to the Bianhe River, which was comfortable and beautiful, making people feel extra calm and peaceful.

Wen Chen also ran to the window to watch the beautiful scenery for a while, and then turned his head and became interested in the display in the pavilion, especially the two poems hanging on the wall.

"This is the true work of Master Lu! There are also poems by the banquet master, which are also written by himself, which is really amazing!"

Wen Chen's exclamation attracted Wen Jian to come over to watch, he nodded slightly to confirm that it was correct, it seems that the owner of this drunken immortal building has some background, and he actually invited two literary masters to write inscriptions.

"Zhang Han's perch is resting, and Dongting shrimp and crabs are forgetful. You see that it is a miracle to be drunk to death, and it is not cooked by the five dings of the world."

Cheng Nuanxin chanted two sentences of one of them, it was Lu Fuzi who copied the poems of Zeng Laofuzi, and Wen Chen excitedly explained the truth to Wen Jian.

"The whole poem is about the best pairing between drunken crabs and fine wine, and if the shrimp and crabs from Dongting Lake are paired with wine, it will make people forget the many troubles and sorrows in the world for a while."

"Good poetry!"

Wen Jian clapped her hands and agreed, she didn't know much about poetry and calligraphy, but when it came to drunken crabs, she became interested.

"As the saying goes: good wine must be accompanied by delicious food to get the best drinking pleasure, and in many Chinese people who accompany wine and delicacies, Yashi prefers fish, shrimp and crab. Among these three, "crab" ranks first, and the literati have always been fond of "holding the chela of wine."

"Expert!"

Cheng Nuanxin couldn't help but praise, but he didn't expect the two to have the same opinion on unusual food.

Wen Jian nodded slightly, looked at the dishes on the table and was slightly disappointed, bowed to Cheng Nuanxin, and said with a smile.

"It's rare to come to Zuixian Building, I wonder if I can eat that unique flavor and interesting boiled shrimp?"

"This dish, also known as drunken prawns, is a very interesting dish that uses live river prawns as ingredients, along with ice cubes and rice wine, in a glassware and with a special sauce. You can taste the fresh aroma of shrimp and the aroma of sake at the same time. The meat is delicious, full and tender, and the taste has a long aftertaste, which makes people want to stop."

"Well, there's a sweet and greasy taste."

"Why do you say it's funny?"

What's even more interesting is that the shrimp that has been "boiling" seems to be drunk and awake, and if you are not careful, it will jump up from the bowl or "fly" away from the chopsticks, causing people to laugh.

"It's a pity I didn't taste the drunken crab! As the saying goes: In ancient times, those who held the wine chelate were the people of the world. For a wine lover, holding a glass in his left hand and a crab claw in his right hand is satisfying."

"Indeed! What a day of neglect!"

Mo Yan was drunk but not drunk, so he picked up the wine jug and drank three glasses in a row to show his apology.

"When the crab roe is fat, I must ask the second brother to come again."

Mo Yan said, turned her head slightly to look at Wen Ye by the window, today she is very quiet and generous, I don't know if tonight's food can suit her appetite.

"That's all the good!"

The corners of Wen Jian's mouth curled and smiled brightly, this was exactly what he wanted, and he would definitely invite Bixiao to taste the delicious food together.

Wen Jian pulled Mo Yan to explain the artistic conception of the poems on the wall for Wen Chen, Cheng Nuanxin didn't care about eating, got up and left the table to go to Tianzi No. 1 room to greet everyone. Wen Ye didn't know what was going on, and he also followed out of the West Pavilion.

"Cheng Gongzi stays, if you can settle today's accounts, I will settle them."

"Mrs. Wen doesn't know? Brother Mo is the owner of the Drunken Immortal Building, and we come here to eat and record it in his account, so you can rest assured."

Wen Ye half-opened his mouth in surprise, Mo Yan stood at the door of the West Pavilion, and Cheng Nuanxin's words were all listened to.

"Xinzheng, mouthy."

Cheng Nuanxin giggled, Mo Yan shook his head helplessly and went down to the second floor, he was in a very good mood today, so he didn't bother with him.

"Actually, Drunken Immortal Mansion is quite profitable, but we don't eat white food every month

Less, Brother Mo never cares about his brothers."

Cheng Nuanxin's eyes couldn't hide his admiration, Wen Ye smiled and followed Mo Yan downstairs, feeling that he was hearty and unpretentious, and he was very kind of Wen Jian's temperament, so he raised his feet to chase Mo Yan, and the two stood opposite each other in front of the counter.

"I didn't expect the Drunken Immortal Building to be opened by Mo Lang, it's so amazing!"

Wen Ye praised sincerely, and Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked helpless. At first, he thought that if he was a gentleman, he would have to eat food and drink wine all day long, but he found that there was no restaurant in the capital that was too luxurious and connotative, so he opened one on a whim.

"Mo Lang, I really like today's surprise."

Wen Ye thanked him solemnly, but there was no word "thanks" in his words, and the corners of Mo Yan's mouth curled and smiled wantonly, he had nothing to do with the lady in front of him.

"This is the account book of the Drunken Immortal Building?"

Wen Ye was relieved when he saw him smiling, and his eyes moved to the table, and the word "account book" was impressively printed on the book on the counter.

"What? Want to check the accounts of the Drunken Immortal Building?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, his face was proud, let alone checking the accounts, if he let Wen Ye take care of the Drunken Immortal Building, he would also be happy.

"No, I didn't expect you to check the accounts."

Wen Ye waved her hand again and again, she opened the restaurant purely to earn money for Emperor Yan, not as good as Mo Yan's own efforts, how could she win people's favor.

"Does the dish taste good?"

Mo Yan looked through the account book and talked casually with Wen Ye, like an old husband and a good wife.

"It's on par with the chefs of the Hou Mansion, no wonder you can invite the chef of the Drunken Immortal Mansion to enter the mansion, it turns out that you are the owner of the Drunken Immortal Building."

Mo Yan stopped his movements and raised his eyes to look at Wen Ye, who was standing opposite.

"If you are willing to spend money, you can do it!"

Wen Ye smiled happily, he said lightly, this imperial chef's face is not given by anyone.

"Qingfeng Lou has produced a yellow mandarin wine, is it your masterpiece?"

Wen Ye nodded and smiled, he didn't expect that he hadn't drunk enough wine today, and he actually remembered Qingfeng Lou's private brew, which was a new product that had only been released in the past two days, and only one pot was served in the store every day.

"Sort of, Qiongzhou famous wine, I specially took the yellow mandarin orange from Dongting West Mountain to brew, what do you think?"

"The king of Anding made wine with yellow oranges, and the name was Dongting Spring."

Mo Yan licked his lips, the more he talked, the more itchy he became, and he really wanted to be able to drink it right away. Wen Ye saw his thoughts, stood on tiptoe and whispered softly in his ear.

"I have a private collection, I'll send it to you another day."

"I'm going to drink it tonight."

Mo Yan was impatient, with a hint of pleading, Wen Ye really couldn't stand it and hurriedly surrendered.

"Okay, I'll let Clear Sky fetch it."