I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Several people followed the high-speed rail into the restaurant.

The high chairs and high tables caught their eyes, which made them stunned for a moment, but they were tables and chairs after all, and they knew how to use these things after just one glance.

After taking a seat, I listened to the name of the dish reported by the high-speed rail.

Several people discussed it, ordered a few dishes, and one of them ordered two taels of Yu Jingqiu.

They only feel that there is the sound of copper coins jingling in their ears, and spending money is like running water, which is probably the heartbreaking feeling.

"It's really so expensive." After the high-speed rail left, a scholar muttered in a low voice.He was the kind of person who didn't want to come, but his friends told him, so he followed him.

It hurts the most for him to take out the money.

"I didn't expect that the first floor in the world is not a building." A scholar was stunned, looking at the empty and clean table, and spit out such a sentence after a long while.

He felt that his entire worldview had been reshaped.

Before coming here, he thought that this so-called No. [-] building in the world should have at least three floors, right?

Can result.
But disappointment is out of the question.

"I didn't expect that either." A scholar shook his head, sighed with emotion, and paused, "However, the storefront is very beautifully decorated."

"Compared with Huang. Mingyue Tower and Chunjiang Tower, it is less grand."

"In terms of aesthetics, this restaurant is even better."

He originally wanted to say "imperial city", but when the words fell to his lips, he changed them abruptly.

Others echoed their approval.

Not surprised by this.

"I'm a little worried now." While the others were discussing the beauty of the facade of Tongfu Restaurant, one person frowned and said worriedly.

The person sitting next to him asked, "Worry, what are you worried about?"

The man shook his head and glanced inside: "It is said that this is the No. [-] building in the world, and even Mr. Yang wrote a Fu about the No. [-] building in the world."

"But what is it like here? It's just one floor."

As he spoke, he paused, and his tone increased.

"Although we are not diners, there are several restaurants we go to. Which restaurant is like this one, with such a beautiful decoration."

"Or, who runs a restaurant, who would make the facade of the restaurant so beautiful?"

Several scholars were taken aback.

These words also made them ponder.

This statement sounds reasonable.

Running a restaurant is not a very profitable business. After having money, most of them want to improve their lives. Except for big restaurants like Mingyuelou and Chunjianglou, which can only spend this spare money, how can ordinary small restaurants Willing to pay this expense.

Especially like Tongfu Restaurant.

Think back carefully.

They can smell the smell of money from the strong fragrance in the room.

"Look at the layout here again. How can ordinary people's homes be arranged in this way?" The man continued, raising his hand and tapping on the table lightly. seen at home."

"What does this mean?"

"The owner of this restaurant is probably a big shot with a rich background, or the son of a big shot."

The faces of the others gradually became serious.

If you think about it along this line of thought, the deduced result seems to be more convincing to them than the result of "this is a restaurant with excellent craftsmanship".

Mingyue Tower and Chunjiang Tower are both time-honored brands in Chang'an for decades, how could they lose to a restaurant casually.

I'm afraid that he deliberately lost to this restaurant because he was afraid of the identity of that big shot.

In this way, Yang Zhuan, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, wrote the Fu, and it was justified, selling his colleagues in the court to save face, or because the status of the big man was higher than that of Yang Shilang
They are discussing conspiracy theory.

The high-speed rail brought up the dishes and placed them on their tables.

The aromas of the yellow mutton, the clear soup, and the prawns flaring their teeth and claws on the plate all mixed together and rushed into their noses.

This is different from the scent they smelled when they entered the door. It is so clear and strong, like rafting on the Bahe River on a rainy day.

A small leaf-like boat, ups and downs with the waves, made them feel excited.

Taste buds are pried.

A person grunted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I'm not welcome, let's try it first."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It is as soft and tender as a girl's skin. It obviously looks like a dry dish, but after you sip it lightly, the gravy burst out immediately.

Mixed with the spices on the meat, with the carrier of juice, the aroma is substantiated, and it flows down the throat and falls into the stomach, and the aroma lingers for a long time.

tasty!

The scholar's eyes were shining brightly. Before he could completely swallow the mutton in his mouth, he raised his chopsticks, picked up another prawn, clicked it, and bit down along the head of the prawn.

His meals were not as elegant as Li Lizhi's two little girls.

Not to mention peeling the shells, he didn't even think about spitting out the shrimp heads. Relying on his youth, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, he directly crushed and swallowed them. burst out once.

This made him seem to have some strange picture in front of him.

A group of sheep were running on the prairie, and suddenly they quickened their pace and became even faster, and what was chasing them was not a weasel or a gray wolf, but a huge shrimp.

Waving claws, beard dancing.

It's an absurd picture, but it has a wonderful sense of harmony.

Every time a scholar picks up a dish and stuffs it into his mouth, a new element will appear in the picture in his mind. When the table is full of dishes, his mind is already in chaos.

Others are still waiting for Baba's evaluation.

"What's the matter, brother Wei, why don't you just eat and talk about it? How are these dishes?" Seeing him put down his chopsticks and touch his stomach, a person remained silent and finally couldn't help but asked urgently road.

The man was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't think it's a problem to give up the status of the shopkeeper of this restaurant, and the title of the first floor in the world falls on this restaurant."

"Restaurants, after all, they are judged by their dishes."

"I have never eaten such a delicious dish in my previous life."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the scholar with a younger brother: "I can understand your brother now, if it were me, I would also be willing to buy some improvised ink sticks, paper notes, and the copper coins I saved. Come here for another dish."

As he said so, he picked up his chopsticks again, picked up a shrimp, and started to chew.