The carriage drove fast, and Jiang Xingchen lifted the cotton curtain hanging from the car window to watch the scenery on the street. Although he had been to the Bauhinia Mercenary Group yesterday, his mind at that time was all on the bounty and the pot of stewed pork ribs, where would he pay attention to the environment around him, and when he came back, it was already late. It can be said that now he really sees the whole picture of Hongyuan City.

And leaving the one-third of an acre of land around the civilian area, Jiang Xingchen realized how prosperous the city was, it was even more lively than the scene depicted in the Qingming Shanghe map. The spacious streets were crowded with pedestrians, most of them rich people dressed in cotton clothes, or nobles in expensive and gorgeous clothes, and commoners dressed in sackcloth, all of whom were doing odd jobs in various shops, walking close to the walls.

The streets are no longer single-story bungalows, with occasional two-story buildings and larger shapes visible in the distance......

After looking at it with interest for a while, Jiang Xingchen couldn't stand it anymore, lowered the curtain and leaned on the back of the seat, and raised his waist slightly.

The carriage shook and bumped so much that I didn't notice it at first, but after a long time, my whole body shook so much that it was sour and numb, and my buttocks seemed to be unconscious, and they were all wooden.

"How can the road paved with big bluestone be so bumpy? Isn't there a shock-absorbing spring installed on the car?" Jiang Xingchen frowned, turned his head to look at the little girl who was still full of interest, and asked, "Mei'er! Don't you feel uncomfortable when the carriage is so bumpy?"

"No, it feels good!" The little girl's eyes were shining, and the novelty on her little face did not diminish in the slightest, and she continued to turn her head to look out the window after speaking.

Jiang Xingchen was a little speechless, and sighed in his heart: "Could it be that I am too pampered, not even as good as a little girl...... No, I can't stand it!"

Feeling unbearable, Jiang Xingchen said to the gangsters driving in front of him: "It's noon, let's find a place to eat first, is there a restaurant around here?"

The speed of the carriage slowed down, and the thug who was driving turned his head and replied, "Young Master Jiang, one mile further is Furong Zhai!"

"Okay, let's go to Furong Zhai for dinner first!" The speed of the car slowed down, Jiang Xingchen felt much better, and immediately made a decision.

Mei'er lowered the curtains and glanced at her brother, not nagging about being too expensive as usual, just sitting quietly on the side......

At this time, Jiang Xingchen didn't know that not long ago, Furongzhai and Cuiyunlou launched new dishes at the same time, and in less than two months, they had already detonated countless people's taste buds.

The first to arrive at Furongzhai were the proprietors and shopkeepers of the major restaurants in Hongyuan City, and they had long wanted to taste the rich aroma when Jiang Xingchen opened the jar last night.

Next came those foreign aristocratic merchants, almost all of whom watched from the periphery of the Bauhinia Mercenary Group yesterday. In addition, many nobles who knew the news also rushed to come.

As soon as the two largest restaurants opened, they were already full and full. This situation surprised some of the people who came to eat without seats, and at the same time felt unusual, many people did not leave, and gradually more and more people waited for seats.

Soon after, a strong smell of meat spread throughout the restaurant, and those waiting for their seats understood what was going on.

As they watched the plates of stewed pork ribs being served on the tables and everyone munching, some smart people hurriedly began to pay a deposit to reserve a seat.

Soon, word spread, and when people heard people who had eaten said that they had never tasted such a great delicacy in their lives, more people began to go to the two major restaurants.

That is, in less than two months, the seats of the two major restaurants have been booked for three days, and they are about to become popular.

Just when the proprietors of the two major restaurants watched with a smile as piles of citrine coins entered the restaurant, Jiang Xingchen and their carriage also arrived near Furong Zhai.

"Young master, I can't walk in front of you, and there are almost all carriages parked on the street!" said the thug who was driving the car.

"Oh?" Jiang Xingchen opened the curtain and looked, and sure enough, as the gangsters said, there was a dense mass of carriages, I am afraid that there were not more than a hundred or so carriages, almost blocking most of the streets.

"Isn't it!" Jiang Xingchen straightened his eyes and muttered in disbelief: "Fu Rong Zhai's business is actually so hot?"

A gorgeously dressed young man walked to the side of their carriage, knocked lightly, and said to Jiang Xingchen in the window: "The seventh seat on the second floor, it's time soon, twenty citrine coins, do you want it?"

The two thugs who drove the car glared at the young man, but they didn't dare to speak, the bazaar outside the civilian area was the overlord of the soil, but they were not fart here, offended the nobles, and they had to peel off their skin if they didn't die.

Jiang Xingchen looked at the young man dumbfounded, and two words flashed in his mind: scalper!

"Do you want to say something, don't let me look for someone else, how many people are waiting to eat that stewed ribs! Three days later, there are no seats now!" said the young man with some impatience.

"I'm going to go, is it so popular, the seats will be gone in three days, and there will be scalpers ......" A stewed pork ribs, the material is not even, it is so popular that Jiang Xingchen has a feeling of unreality.

Mei'er sat on the side, pouting tightly, obviously struggling to hold back a smile. If it's so hot, it means that they will get more money.

"Twenty citrine coins, which is a thousand yuan, ...... scalpers who queue up for dinner" A strange thought flashed in his mind, Jiang Xingchen pondered for a moment, but still took out twenty citrine coins and bought the seat reserved by the young man.

First, he couldn't bear the bumps, and secondly, he also wanted to see what this shijie's food tasted like.

Let the two gangsters park the carriage, and Jiang Xingchen and his party walked into Furong Zhai.

The whole Furong Zhai covers an area of at least 1,000 square meters, up and down two floors, there are more than 100 tables on the first floor, the people are boiling, lively and noisy, 100 guys shuttle in it, and the shouting continues to sound. As soon as Jiang Xingchen and the others entered, they felt a heat wave with a strong smell of meat hit. Mei'er couldn't help but sniffle lightly twice.

"Brother will cook it for you when I go home, it is guaranteed to be more fragrant than they have here!" Jiang Xingchen gently patted Mei'er's little head.

Mei'er's little face was slightly red, biting her lower lip, gently bowing her head, and her nose made a mosquito-like echo.

Soon, a guy came forward to greet them with a smile on his face, and after seeing the reservation in Jiang Xingchen's hand, he immediately led them up to the second floor.

What Jiang Xingchen didn't notice was that just as they were going upstairs, behind the counter, the owner of Furong Zhai had already seen him.

Entering the box, Jiang Xingchen beckoned the two thugs to sit down together, which made the two a little flattered.

Soon the guy brought a bamboo board with a menu written on it, Jiang Xingchen took it and watched it, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. Only then did he remember that he didn't know a lot of vegetables on this shijie!

After thinking about it, Jiang Xingchen handed the bamboo board back to the guy and said, "Two stewed pork ribs, four other dishes, preferably green vegetables, four bowls of rice, and a pot of good wine!"

"Come on, young master, wait a minute, it'll be fine right away!" After the guy withdrew, Jiang Xingchen looked left and right, and said secretly in his heart: "When you wait for the dishes, you don't even have tea...... Or is this shijie not drinking tea yet!"

Fortunately, Fu Rongzhai's back kitchen was fast enough, and he didn't let them wait long, and the dishes were already served.

Jiang Xingchen raised his hand to greet him, took the lead in moving his chopsticks, and put a piece of pork ribs in his mouth.

"Well, the taste is enough, but the meat is a little tight!" Jiang Xingchen frowned: "Didn't I tell them, first boil on high heat, skim off the foam, add wine, and then put it into a hot water pot, and then add ingredients and simmer over low heat!"

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Xingchen took another bite of green vegetables.

"Is this dish fried, how is the water gurgling, don't you understand the hot pot and cold oil?" He thought that he knew here that it should be good to stir-fry the vegetables with green onions, but now when he eats it, it really has no taste.

"Rice! Is this steamed or stuffy, how does it feel like water, and there are some sandwiches!"

I took another sip of wine, and it was still the kind of soft taste of more than 20 degrees!

Putting down the chopsticks, Jiang Xingchen thought for a moment, thinking of the stove in the kitchen at home, and felt as if he had found a problem. The stoves here are all large cauldrons, the stove mouth is small, the chimney is not big, there is no push-pull bellows, and the firepower is definitely not big enough. Yesterday, when he was making stewed pork ribs, he set up a small stove in the yard.

"If the fire is not enough, the steam is insufficient! No wonder this shijie doesn't have staple foods such as steamed buns and steamed buns......

Jiang Xingchen pondered in his heart, the two gangsters were not idle.

At first, they were careful to control it, afraid that they would look ugly, and Jiang Xingchen blamed them.

But later, seeing that Jiang Xingchen didn't care, his movements gradually became larger, and the speed of putting down chopsticks began to increase.

Later, the two of them almost had to put their faces on the plate, and the stewed pork ribs were definitely a delicacy they had never tasted.

Mei'er watched from the side, puffing out her mouth slightly, she also liked this stewed pork ribs very much, and she had the heart to snatch the chopsticks from the two, but she turned her head and glanced at Jiang Xingchen, then quieted down again and ate slowly.

"My brother is a nobleman, I want to take care of my brother's face, and I don't care about you! Anyway, when I go home, my brother will make me better ......" The little girl glanced at the two of them, thinking.

After a while, Jiang Xingchen raised his head and saw that the plates on the table were almost empty, so he couldn't help but glance at Mei'er.

"Look what I'm doing! It's those two thugs who ate it!" Mei'er raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help but have a seizure.

Fortunately, Jiang Xingchen reacted quickly, and when he saw that Mei'er still had food in the bowl that he hadn't finished eating, he turned his head and looked at the two gangsters in surprise.

The two thugs' faces turned red, and they only realized now that it was not Young Master Jiang who ignored it just now, but that people were thinking about things and didn't pay attention to themselves.

Seeing the expressions of several people, Jiang Xingchen certainly understood what was going on, raised his hand and rubbed the top of Mei'er's head to show comfort, and was about to beckon the guy to come over and order two more dishes.

But before he could call someone, the man knocked on the door and walked in, holding a plate in his hand and a small glass of water on it.

"Young Master Jiang! This is a gift from our host, the spring water soaked in the leaves of the cloud mist tree, which ......is rich in vitality! Plus, your account owner has already settled!"

Jiang Xingchen didn't speak, as soon as the guy entered the room, he smelled a fragrance, and the vague sensing array in his brain moved again.