Jianbao life

Chapter 90 Mo Qiuyan
Feng Lao has been here for decades, and his reputation and prestige have long been accumulated.

They are somewhat similar to the three connoisseurs in Jiangcheng. They are all highly respected superiors, and no one dares to say no to their authority.

It has been going smoothly for decades, but I have never met someone as ignorant as Li Quan.

Even if there were, it was when Feng Lao was young and had just ventured into this circle, and there were quite a few such rivals who were incompatible with him. Of course, Feng Lao won in the end.

Li Heng felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Mr. Feng and Mr. Yu had seen through Li Heng's intentions to play Li Quan.

"This nasty guy is finally gone." Lin Weiya said. "It seems that they came together through Tang Ming's light."

Remembering Li Quan just now, Old Man Yu also sighed and said, "Old Mo, you should have a good fight with your old Tang. This Fulong Street can still let such people come in casually."

Elder Feng didn't have a good face either, and snorted coldly: "Don't mention it, I'll give it a good beating when I go back. If it wasn't for the fact that Old Tang helped me, I hate being in debt the most, for helping me Once, fortunately, this little brat really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, thinking that he is getting close to me, so he dares to be so arrogant."

"That's right, don't let them point at you for the rest of your life after seeing you give such a little sweetness. It's time to give you a few whips." Old Master Yu said.

While he was talking, the food was served, everyone shut their mouths, picked up their chopsticks and began to enjoy the food in front of them.

Although the dishes of Fulong Street Restaurant are not delicacies from mountains and seas, they are also very distinctive, such as Dongpo pork, Dongpo fish, and braised pork with bamboo shoots. At first glance, they are all varied, but in fact, if you look closely , but you can also see the preference.

Feng Lao likes Su Dongpo very much. The dishes here sell both taste and culture.For Mr. Feng, it is one of the great joys of life to be able to restore the real dishes made by Su Dongpo himself in history.

"This is braised pork with bamboo shoots. Old Mo, you really like Su Dongpo very much!" Mr. Yu was full of praise for this dish. "You can get these special spring ingredients, and it tastes very fresh and sweet." greasy!"

Feng was so old that he looked proud: "What else is there, how about eating this Dongpo meat?"

As soon as Su Dongpo was mentioned, Mr. Feng was elated. He pointed to the Dongpo meat in the middle, "I made the dishes based on the "Ode to Pork" written by Su Dongpo. This pork, at that time, was rich No one wants to eat it, even the poor don’t want to eat it..."

In the ancient Song Dynasty, from the court to the folk, mutton was the most important staple food, and pork was the most unpopular. It was at that time that the value of pork rose all the way, and it began to appear in the hall of elegance, and it developed to today. Seize one of the big players in today's raw meat market.

Everyone heard the words and looked over, only to see a pot of bland boiled pork.

Mo Qiushui had a look of incredulity on his face: "Grandpa, why do you say it's Dongpo meat? Shouldn't Dongbo meat be made by adding sugar and soy sauce for coloring?"

Mr. Feng shook his head and said, "That's not true. At that time, Su Dongpo was relegated and had no fixed place to live. How could he have the money to eat such good food? At that time, all the meat was eaten with sauce. Now we eat those Dongpo Meat was an innovative method later in the Ming Dynasty.”

"There are poems to prove it, and the plainness is the truth! Hahaha!"

Everyone nodded in a bit of ignorance. Even a knowledgeable and talented old man like Yu thought that his love for Su Dongpo was not as good as that of Mr. Feng.

"...The price of pork has risen, and you can still afford pork." Li Heng smiled wryly. The price of pork at the vegetable market near his home has risen to nearly 40 yuan a catty.

Lin Weiya was surprised that the price of this pork could increase: "Why, is pork very expensive?"

Mr. Yu, Mr. Feng and Mo Qiuyan looked over together.

"The price has increased now," Li Heng said. "Now it has risen to more than 40 per pound. I haven't eaten pork for almost three or four months."

Mr. Yu showed a surprised look: "What? More than 40 per pound is not expensive."

Li Heng smiled wryly, your family is not short of money, and it can't compare with mine!

"...Pork used to cost more than ten yuan per pound. Grandpa Yu, you haven't been to the market for a long time." Mo Qiuyan said from the side.

Mr. Yu's face changed a bit: "This is a bit too bad."

"Okay, you've got your fill this time, eat as much as you want." Lin Weiya had a teasing look on her face.

Mr. Feng waved his hand: "Okay, stop talking, let's eat!"

Drinking tea, eating vegetables, and watching a song and dance performance, this trip to Fulong Street is worthwhile.

After eating this meal, everyone looked satisfied.Originally, I wanted to order a small wine to drink slowly, but thinking about it, it is still noon today, and there will be an auction in the afternoon, so I can only use tea instead of wine.

Mo Qiuyan seldom spoke since he first sat down, because he was about the same age as Li Heng, and he gradually let go of his chatterbox.

"I haven't really introduced it yet," Mo Qiuyan first introduced himself, "My name is Mo Qiuyan."

Although Mo Qiuyan looked a little aloof, but when he spoke, he didn't have the aloofness of his appearance, on the contrary, he was a bit comfortable and intimate, and he sounded like a well-bred lady.

But Mo Qiuyan is not the delicate young lady who looks so delicate. She has changed into her daily clothes, and she is very particular about her clothes. It can be seen that she has lived in a relatively good environment since she was a child, and she is a person with great taste.

Through talking with these people, Li Heng finally understood Mo Qiuyan.

Mo Qiuyan came to Jincheng this time to visit his grandfather Feng Lao. Although he is Feng Lao's granddaughter, he has rarely been involved in the antique circle. Maybe this boring life of dealing with money and antique jewelry every day is too much. It was boring, so He Fenglao didn't inherit his father's legacy as he thought.

Elder Feng himself also respected his granddaughter's wishes, anyway, he was not afraid of having no successors.

Time passed quite quickly, and it was already past one in the afternoon in just a short while. If a staff member hadn't come to tell Mr. Feng that there was an emergency to deal with, they could still talk about the darkness here.

Lin Weiya looked at the time, and after a short rest, it was time to go to the auction in the afternoon.

Seeing that Mo Qiuyan was still sitting here with nothing to do, Li Heng also casually invited: "Then, Miss Mo, do you want to attend the auction in the afternoon? If so, we can drop by."

"Okay, I don't have anything to do this afternoon." Mo Qiuyan nodded lightly, and said with a smile, "You don't have to be so reserved, just call me Qiuyan."

(End of this chapter)