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

Opening inwards and outwards is not so good.

The system is picky when it comes to diners.

The experience of a diner is not only the experience on the tongue, but also the senses of enjoying the food.

That's why, the system will protect the appearance and inner cleanliness of the restaurant in an unknown way - of course, this is also inseparable from the efforts of Di Renjie and the others.

The design of the private room also inherits the thoughtful style that the system has always had.

Several people sat down one by one.

Looking around the environment.

"I didn't expect... the cave in this place would be of this level." A scholar was obviously a little surprised, he opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

He often goes to the private room.

Those in Mingyue Tower, Chunjiang Tower, and those brothels in Pingkangfang.

But the private room of Tongfu Restaurant was beyond his expectation.

It seems that in order to fit the name of the room, the interior also has different settings, a few bamboo plants, an old wooden table, and mats on the flat floor. Unlike the first and second floors, there are no stools here.

"This is the private room."

One person ordered the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

The water inside is warm, and after pouring out, there is a scent of tea.

The eyes of those who enjoyed tea lit up, staring at the cup in the man's hand.

The man was taken aback, holding the teacup, neither drinking nor putting it down: "Why are you looking at me like this, am I wrong?"

Can the private rooms in Chunjiang Tower and Mingyue Tower compare to this one?That is, the private room in the brothel may be more fun than this one.

One person shook his head, opened the teapot, sniffed it vigorously, and poured himself a cup.

He took a sip and sighed, "Good tea!"

"It's no wonder that private rooms in restaurants have a minimum consumption. I'm afraid this pot of tea has returned half of the cost."

Yes, there is a minimum spend.

There are not many private rooms. In terms of benefits, Yin Xuan can't accept it. He has so many guests, but the private rooms are not used for the space, so he can't... order a plate of peanuts by himself, and just sit in the private room for a day.

So the minimum consumption was born.

One hundred strings.

This is the low consumption of a box.

Basically, if you want to eat in the private room, you have to order a special dish.

"Is this tea good?" The person who poured the tea first asked, he didn't know much about tea, he just thought the tea was very fragrant and moist in the mouth.

And it was very different from the tea he usually drank.

The person who understands tea nodded heavily: "Of course it's very good, do you know...why tea needs to be fried?"

The man shook his head.

"It's because the bitter taste of ordinary tea is not easy to deal with, or it takes a long time and a long journey to bring good tea from other places to Chang'an." A person who understands tea introduced.

"That's why it is necessary to use the technique of sencha to get rid of this bitter taste."

The sencha of the Tang Dynasty generally used coarse salt, and added some star anise and the like for a stronger taste.

Otherwise, it is to grind the tea to fineness and make it into matcha.

"Fortunately, now that there is a train brought out by Mr. Zhengyang, there is no need to use such a messy method for some good tea." The man who knows tea has some longing in his eyes, "It looks like a tea house in Dongshi."

"The tea we sell is from Lu'an and Qimen. They are all new teas. You don't need to drink them in such a bad way, but they are expensive. One tael is several hundred dollars."

"I ate it once, and I dare not forget it until now, but... the taste of those teas is much worse than this pot."

The man who didn't know much about tea trembled, and the tea bowl almost fell off: "That is to say... this pot of tea costs several hundred Wen?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that." The person who knows tea shook his head, "If this kind of tea is brought to the tea house, I'm afraid it can be sold at several prices."

The man who didn't understand tea trembled again.

At this moment, there were two knocks on the door.

With a cry, the guy surnamed Gu opened the door and brought in two dishes of cold dishes.

"Brother Gu, we didn't order this tea!" The man who didn't understand tea immediately exclaimed, looked at the tea bowl in his hand, hesitated, and drank it all in one gulp.

The guy surnamed Gu shook his head and smiled softly: "This tea is arranged here by the shopkeeper to quench the thirst of all the guests, and there is no charge for it."

free?

After the introduction, the readers who knew the price couldn't help but have their eyelids twitch.

Such a rare thing is actually free?
"The tea is good tea." The man surnamed Gu smiled slightly, "But compared with the cost of a few guests, it's just a drop in the ocean."

"If you're tired of eating, it's barely enough to relieve your boredom."

The heart of the person who knows tea is bleeding.

Tired?

Such a good tea is a waste of money to relieve tiredness. It should be accompanied by a good book and some carefully crafted refreshments for an afternoon.

"If you guys want these tea leaves, I'll go talk to the shopkeeper, and I should be able to get some tins for you." The scholar surnamed Gu said again.

The person who doesn't understand tea wants to decline, after all, such a cherished thing...

But he hadn't had time to speak yet.

A few tea-savvy people responded in time: "It's time to work!"

"Thank you!"

"Brother Gu, when you have time to rest, I'll treat you to a drink!"

These tea leaves are indeed not very precious.

The selling price in the system mall is only one hundred yuan per catty—yes, the unit is not taels, but catties.

Guy surnamed Gu retreated.

Several scholars held tea bowls and ate cold dishes, admiringly.

And at the diagonally opposite door of Ding Fengbo's box, the box called Youth You, several restaurant shopkeepers stared at the tea on the table with big eyes.

They're here to learn from it.

In terms of food, they can't compare with Tongfu Restaurant. Naturally, they have to make up for this gap in other places. They pooled money and wanted to see what is special about these private rooms named after those masterpieces.

As soon as they entered the door, they looked at the decoration several times.

Thoughtful and unique, although it doesn't look cheap, but... this is the extent they can do.

They fell silent until they took a good look, sat down, and poured themselves a cup of tea habitually.

Since they are all restaurant shopkeepers, the level of tasting food cannot be low.

As soon as you drink it, you know it's good tea.

Ask the buddy again, it's free.

They fell silent even more.

"This is probably the difference between us and Tongfu Restaurant." A shopkeeper of the restaurant sighed, ordered some tables, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Whatever you think about it, even if my Chunjiang Restaurant can sell a dish worth a hundred guan, I would be reluctant to give such good tea to others for free."

Another shopkeeper of the restaurant sighed, and echoed: "Forget it, forget it, I can learn something about the interior, I am already very satisfied."

"Others have little hope."