Yan Shu knew that the dishes in the ancient restaurant were very large, and only two dishes were added according to the number of people, steamed mutton and spicy boiled fish cake slices.

After ordering the food and handing it to the shopkeeper, Tuoyun pointed to a large copper kettle on the table, "The special feature here, as soon as the guests come, they will drink soup to quench their thirst and appetize." As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and sipped it lightly, and it was elegant and beautiful to drink a soup.

Yan Shu beckoned Luyun and Hongyu to sit down and drink the soup, this copper kettle is filled with hawthorn pear soup, put rock sugar, sweet and sour, thick and hot, in the cold winter season is very pleasing to the guests.

Yan Shu licked the remaining warmth of a mouthful of hot soup with the tip of his tongue in his mouth, looked at Tuoyun with the corner of his eyes, and added some good feelings to him in his heart, the biggest benefit is that he doesn't say much, he never chatters crookedly along the way, only says something when necessary, and keeps silent when he has nothing to do.

Tuoyun was also secretly observing Yan Shu, looking at her little face with red lips and white teeth, dressed up as a young master seriously, no matter how she looked at it, she had a feeling that she was older than her actual age.

He was originally a person with super self-correction ability, and once he realized that he had reacted inappropriately to the master and servant of the Yan family, he quickly adjusted, put away the hip-hop temperament that he was accustomed to revealing in front of Imperial Doctor Fang, and made his image of a noble son decently.

After a while, the hot dishes were served one after another, and it was ready to move.

As soon as the door of the private room was closed, Yan Shu asked Luyun and Hongyu to eat together, she could already see that Tuoyun's acceptance was quite strong, and he didn't think he was an outsider, and he wouldn't mind if the master and servant were at the same table.

The name of the dishes in Linjiang Pavilion is well deserved, Yan Shu and Tuoyun are very happy, but the two maids still can't let go. Green Cloud strictly abides by the big girl's code of conduct outside, and no matter how delicious the meal is, it will not be tasted. Hongyu didn't want to affect her image in the eyes of Tuoyun Gongzi, so she held back her saliva and swallowed hard, only picking some dishes that were easy to clip, and swallowing silently in small bites.

Yan Shu had already seen Hongyu's abnormal forbearance, and she was so funny in her heart that she didn't care about her, she ate what she loved to eat, and it was the first time that she had a great appetite for it, especially the spicy fish cake was too enjoyable. The ingredients here are naturally delicious, seasoned by the chef's hand, and the meat and vegetables are delicious.

I have been eating, and I haven't seen the female owner come to add vegetables, and the legendary fourth course has stopped.

Yan Shu was puzzled, according to such special treatment as Tuoyun Gongzi, it shouldn't be. She asked tentatively, "After eating, do you want to leave?" ”

Tuoyun rubbed his fingers elegantly, and God said, "Don't worry, we still have a good mouth." ”

While he was talking, he saw the young man come in and withdraw from the stage according to Tuoyun's instructions, take away the remnants of the seat, and wipe it clean. Turning his head, he brought in a small red clay stove and placed it on a special low brick countertop, and the silver charcoal was already burned red, without a trace of smoke.

Yan Shu's eyes lit up, this is for tea.

Recalling the strange tea I ate in Yanyue Tower, it's really a bad point, I don't know what the taste of this tea in Linjiang Pavilion is?

The guest is as he pleases, and Yan Shu is waiting.

It didn't take long for the female owner to come again, carrying a gilt beam silver kettle in one hand and a tea bag in the other. Behind him was a young man, holding a long-necked thin porcelain vase filled with cold water.

The unspeakers laughed first, and the female proprietor lightly took her Luo skirt, swayed her lotus steps, and walked to the special tea table near the small stove by the window to sit down.

While returning to the tea ceremony skillfully, pouring the purified water into the silver kettle and putting it on the burnt on the charcoal stove, he talked to Tuoyun, but his mouth was unconventional, "Brother Yun, how many brewing methods are there for Qingqing snail tea?" ”