The next day, Chuxin Restaurant opened normally. Instead of staying at the door, as they had done on the first day, the siblings sat at a table near the door and wrote. Yan Shan still sat quietly behind the counter, smiling.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Chuxin Restaurant welcomed its first guest of the day, the young Confucian student, who was still sitting at the table on the left side of the room.

"Uncle, what are you eating today?" Zhao Yan asked with a smile.

The young Confucian said casually: "Let's have a scrambled egg with green onions, an old vinegar peanut, and a pot of forget-you-no-worry wine." ”

Zhao Yan hesitated slightly, and said, "Uncle, two dishes, a pot of wine, and a penny of silver." ”

The young Confucian was slightly stunned, and muttered, "The price has risen?"

Zhao Yan shook her head slightly, and said coquettishly: "Yesterday, the boss gave my uncle free money for wine." ”

The young Confucian smiled indifferently and asked again, "How much does that pot of wine cost?"

Zhao Yan said casually: "A pot of forgetful wine and a penny of silver, two dishes are sent." ”

Hearing this, the young Confucian couldn't help frowning and said, "So expensive?"

Zhao Yanyan smiled and said in a long voice: "The name of this wine is 'Forget Worries', which can forget all the troubles in the world, and it is expensive." ”

The young Confucian said in a low voice: "Little girl, you said yesterday that this worry-forgetting wine is actually home-brewed sorghum wine. ”

Zhao Yan blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "The wine is indeed home-brewed sorghum wine, but when you arrive at the Chuxin Restaurant, it is called forgetting worries, just like her daughter Hong and Zhu Yeqing, it is just a name." Seeing that my uncle is also a person who reads poetry and books, how can he not understand the truth?"

It seems to be a strong word, but it is clear in advance, if you want to buy, you will buy, and if you don't buy it, it will be fair. The young Confucian smiled and said, "The little girl has a point!"

"Okay!"

Not long after, Chuxin Restaurant welcomed its second guest of the day, a middle-aged man. He was dressed in a purple robe, his face was angular, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's. He sat down at the table on the right side of the inside, and asked casually, "What is there to eat here?" I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he glanced at Yan Shan, and then at the young Confucian student.

Zhao Rin was bold and said loudly: "There are four kinds of dishes, namely scrambled eggs with green onions, roasted eggplant, cold green vegetables and old vinegared peanuts, as well as millet porridge and steamed buns. In the same way, although he is not as articulate as Zhao Yan, his voice is very loud.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and muttered, "You're not afraid of me?"

Zhao Rin unconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid." ”

"Hahaha...... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" The middle-aged man laughed. This is the first time I have seen him so calm, and it is also interesting. He smiled and said, "Is there any wine?"

Zhao Rin was holding on to death, and the middle-aged man's smile made him inevitably feel weak and stunned for a while.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Yanyan smiled and said coquettishly: "Naturally, there is, called 'forget worries', drinking this wine, you can forget all the sorrows in the world." She didn't like this middle-aged man, so she didn't tell him the truth about forgetting his worries.

Zhao Rin came back to his senses at this time, and his cheeks were flushed.

The middle-aged man had never heard of Forget Worry Wine, and he couldn't help but be curious. He said casually: "Then have a pot of forgetful wine, and then come to the old vinegar peanuts to drink." ”

"Okay!"

After a while, a plate of old vinegar peanuts and a pot of forgetful wine were served.

The middle-aged man poured a glass of wine, brought it to his lips, took a small sip first, and then drank it all. He frowned slightly, and took another drink. After that, his face changed greatly, and he shouted angrily: "What kind of wine to forget worries, and forget all the sorrows in the world, this is obviously home-brewed sorghum wine! Dare to fool Lao Tzu, I really don't want to live!"

The siblings still wrote with their heads bowed and did not say a word. It's just because my uncle said that when this happens, he will deal with it.

did not wait for Yan Shan to speak.

The young Confucian said with a smile: "The wine is indeed home-brewed sorghum wine, but when you get here, it is called forgetting worries, just like the daughter red and bamboo leaf green, just a name." This little child understands the truth, how can you not understand it as an adult?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yan almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Where did the poor scholar come from, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs!" the middle-aged man turned his head and glared angrily.

The young Confucian was still smiling, and he looked light.

There is no head-on conflict, no angry eyes, and the greatest insult is ignorance.

Inadvertently, the middle-aged man has fallen behind. He couldn't help but be angry, and said coldly: "You're looking for death!" As he spoke, his two hands unconsciously placed on his waist. The next moment, he seemed to realize something, and hurriedly put his hand back on the table.

After a burst of lightning and thunder, the sky was clear.

The middle-aged man drank alcohol and ate old vinegared peanuts at the same time. The young Confucian stared at the wine cup in a daze. The siblings were still writing with their heads bowed. Yan Shan sat quietly behind the counter, smiling.

It's as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Chuxin Restaurant welcomed its third guest of the day.

A young woman walked straight in. She was dressed in a green shirt and neatly cleaned, carrying a long sword in her hand. On the delicate face, the eyes are quiet and deep, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

Zhao Yan hurriedly put down the pen and greeted him.

The young woman said lightly, "What is there to eat?"

Zhao Yan took a deep breath and said coquettishly: "There are four kinds of dishes, namely scrambled eggs with green onions, roasted eggplant, cold green vegetables and old vinegar peanuts, as well as millet porridge and steamed buns. ”

The young woman groaned slightly, and said slowly: "Let's have a scrambled egg with green onions, as long as the green onion is white, the egg doesn't need egg yolk; let's have a roasted eggplant, which is ten percent soft, and there can be no black ash; a cold green cabbage, as long as the vegetable leaves, not the vegetable stalk; an old vinegar peanut, the peanut should be peeled; a bowl of millet porridge, as long as the soup, not rice; and finally two steamed buns, which should be just out of the pot." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yan was stunned.

Zhao Rin raised his head and muttered, "It turns out that you can still eat like this!"

The middle-aged man drank a glass of wine in one gulp, only to feel very happy in his heart. He secretly thought: I want to see this time, how do you end up?

The young Confucian seemed to want to speak, but held back. He looked playfully behind the counter.

Yan Shan hurriedly got up, walked quickly to the young woman's table, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, the small shop you said can do it, but it will take some time." ”

The young woman said lightly, "I can wait slowly." ”

Yan Shan nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "That's good! That's good!" He didn't walk away, as if he still had something to say.

The young woman said coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it!"

Yan Shan hurriedly said: "I see that the guest officer is a particular person, and he really knows how to eat......"

"Talking about the point!" the young woman interrupted Yan Shan.

Yan Shan said with a smile: "According to objective terms, these four dishes, a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns can be made, but the price is a bit expensive." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

"But I thought that I still had to let the guest officer know the price first. ”

"Then speak quickly!" the young woman seemed impatient.

Yan Shan said with a smile: "This scrambled egg with green onions, as long as the green onion is white, it is a little difficult to do without egg yolk." Such a plate of scrambled eggs with green onions will cost you ten taels of silver. ”

Hearing this, the young woman smiled slightly and looked at Yanshan with interest.

Yan Shan looked as usual, and continued: "This roasted eggplant is much simpler, that is, it is a waste of some eggplant, two taels of silver; cold salad is the simplest, just one or two silver; the peanuts of this old vinegar peanut have to be peeled, it is indeed a little difficult, even if you have twenty taels of silver; this millet porridge, just cook more, it will be one or two silver; as for the steamed buns that have just come out of the pot, they are ready-made, and they are also one or two silver." This is a total of thirty-five taels of silver. ”

The young woman smiled lightly, "No problem. ”

"Guest officer, wait a minute!"

After that, he walked briskly into the back kitchen.

A young woman is waiting for a meal.

The middle-aged man and the young Confucian were waiting to see the play.

Perhaps, the young woman is also waiting to see the play.

That's it, waiting for half an hour.

"Yan'er, Rin'er, it's served!"

"Come on!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yan brought the first dish, the green onion white and the egg white were immediately separated, with a faint oily glow. Zhao Rin brought the second dish, and there were faint white seeds the size of sesame grains in the tender eggplant meat, which were all in one. Yanshan brought the third dish and the fourth dish, the cold salad green cabbage leaves are full of green, and the yellowish peanuts are full of grains.

Yan Shan smiled and asked, "Are you still satisfied?"

The young woman smiled and said, "It's not bad. What about porridge and steamed buns?"

"It's coming!" the words fell, and the siblings had already walked to the table. Zhao Yan was holding a bowl of porridge, and Zhao Rin was holding two hot steamed buns.

"You use it slowly!"

After that, Yan Shan returned to the back of the counter, and the sister and brother went back to continue writing.

The middle-aged man felt bored, so he checked out and left.

The young Confucian glanced at Yan Shan meaningfully and left.

For some reason, the young woman just took a few casual bites and left.

As the sun sets, the afterglow is sprinkled and beautiful.

In the Chuxin Restaurant, the sisters and brothers were surrounded by a pile of silver, and they couldn't keep their mouths together. Yanshan also accompanied them to be happy.

On this day, there were only three customers at Chuxin Restaurant, but it earned a lot of money, not just silver.