Kaifeng Bistro

Tan Zhifeng glanced at the young people outside, Chen Qing ate the last coir raincoat cake on the table, they were still waiting for dinner, so he opened the things Yi Yi brought back, and began to tidy up bit by bit , After thinking for a while, he pointed to the water drop on his neck and said to Yi Yi: "With the protection of this thing, he can't find us. However, since he left a mark here, could it be..."

"He also found the person you were looking for." Yi Yi whispered, "Congratulations Tan Zhifeng, you found the right place."

Tan Zhifeng had no intention of accepting Yi Yi's congratulations.He paused, seemingly taking a breath.When he spoke again, his voice seemed to be trembling: "Go and tell Zhuozhuo and Shangshang later, don't use spells near the entrance of the alley these days, everything else remains as usual."

Yi Yi showed a rare serious look on his face, nodded and walked out.While Tan Zhifeng washed the pot and stove and threw a few bones into it to make soup, he put the fat and thin piece of meat bought by Yi Yi on the chopping board, and skillfully cut the meat with a knife.

It's impolite to ask customers to wait, so prepare more snacks like dried bamboo shoots and dried fruits in the future.Tan Zhifeng tried hard not to let himself continue to think about what happened at the alley, but focused on the meat on the chopping board. At this moment, Zhuo Zhuo walked in with a worried face, and hesitantly said: "Yi Yi said ..."

"Don't worry." Tan Zhifeng wiped his hands on the blue cotton cloth around his body, and comforted her: "He should have left marks in many places. Just be careful."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the paper bags that Yi Yi brought back: "Pick up some sliced ​​apricots and plum ginger and send them out, and ask Yi Yi to help serve the stove. The soup is almost boiled, and the meat is also marinated." , you can entertain guests later.”

Zhuo Zhuo let out a "hmm", his complexion returned to normal, he started to pick up fruits, and said while picking up: "I said Zhifeng, your house is really a haunted house, do you know, I just heard that person said that the former Tai Xue A man who used to buy pancakes here also jumped into the river and died a while ago. The government is looking into it. Maybe someday they will call you in for questioning. Tell me, there are wolves and tigers here, should we change it? place!"

"Not for the time being." Tan Zhifeng said: "I lost my composure at the entrance of the alley just now. I don't know if I was caught by those black eyes. If I leave now, do you think I was caught running away?"

"And that night..." Tan Zhifeng frowned slightly as he stacked the slices of marinated, paper-thin meat on a large plate, recalling: "...I was a little skeptical, that night... That person... I don't want to give up any leads."

"Hey, it's up to you." Zhuo Zhuo took out the two plates of fruit, and then Yi Yi came in and took away the hot stove, and the people outside asked one after another: "What do you eat?"

Tan Zhifeng personally brought the fragrant and snow-white soup to the stove, and put a small dish in front of each person, which was full of umami flavor and sprinkled with green sauce.He took the meat with a long bamboo chopstick and dipped it in the soup lightly, first put it on the sauce dish in front of Chen Qing, and raised his hand to let it go: "Mr. Chen, please taste it first to see if it suits your taste."

Chen Qing picked it up and put it in his mouth. The meat was still hot and the sauce was slightly warm. Before he could bite, the meat seemed to have melted between his teeth and cheeks, leaving only a delicious smell. aroma.

"Zijin, what's the matter?" The other people had just eaten a few coir raincoat cakes and were not too hungry. Now that they smelled the fragrance, they suddenly felt their stomach growling. After eating the meat on the plate, I followed Tan Zhifeng's example and rinsed it in the pot.But Chen Qing came back to his senses and asked Luo Zhifeng: "What is this? Rabbit meat, what is it called?"

Tan Zhifeng said: "I didn't prepare anything today, only this one can be done quickly. Some people call it 'Puxia Gong'."

"'Baxia Gong'? How come there is such an elegant name, the shopkeeper, you named it yourself?" the Tai student couldn't help asking.

Yi Yi behind the counter raised his head expressionlessly, pointed to the bright red rabbit meat rolling in the snow-like soup pot, and said: "'The waves clear the river and snow, and the wind turns the sunset glow.'—Don't look at me, It's not my poem, it's in the book."

"Oh, I've been studying poetry and books for ten years, and I'm not as good as a cook. I'm ashamed, ashamed!" A few people sighed vaguely, and immediately stopped talking, and began to wipe out the pot like a storm. in the rabbit meat.

After Tan Zhifeng transferred to the reception desk, seeing their satisfied faces, he thought to himself, this meal has finally been fooled again.

In his long life, eating is not a necessary activity. In fact, before he came here, he never thought of cooking for a living. However, seeing more and seeing others eat more, Anyway, he also knows what delicious food looks like, which helps him a lot.

A slender and tall figure appeared vaguely in front of his eyes. He approached, sat at the table, stirred slowly with a spoon in his hand, tasted intently, raised his head from time to time, and smiled at Tan Zhifeng, his handsome eyebrows were full of gentle.

"Don't think about it." Yi Yi raised his hand and stretched out the book he was reading to Tan Zhifeng's eyes: "I can tell what you are thinking just by looking at your lost soul. Read the script, I just came from the bookstore I bought it from inside. All kinds of unsatisfactory life, a roll of anecdotes laugh and forget."

"It's reasonable!" Several young people on the opposite side raised their heads and applauded: "This is..."

"That's what I said." Yi Yi still had a straight face.

A group of scholars laughed again: "Oh, shopkeeper Tan, you guys are full of witty words."

One of them said: "What do you know, the big hermit lives in the city, disrespect, disrespect!"

Seeing that the few people had already eaten a lot of rabbit meat, Tan Zhifeng asked Zhuo Zhuo to serve the prepared noodles, bamboo shoots, fresh mushrooms and sliced ​​tofu, and cooked a pot of plain noodle soup.The soup with boiled meat was already very fragrant, and the umami taste melted into the noodles. Chen Qing and the others each held a big bowl, disregarding the politeness of the scholars, and even ate all the soup and noodles in one go.

Tan Zhifeng took the volume of scriptures that Yi Yi forcefully handed him, and sat behind the counter, watching Chen Qing chatting and laughing with his classmates.At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was actually a good idea to open such a tavern that didn't sell alcohol.

After so many years of living in search and avoidance, he also began to learn to enjoy a little life in the gap between running around.

But what to do next?The side face in the alley that day has become a silhouette under the night, and he can't get rid of it in his mind. There is also the black eye on the wall just now. Tan Zhifeng didn't turn a page of the book, and his hand Subconsciously, he touched the crystal water droplets on his neck that had returned to normal temperature.

Chen Qing glanced behind the counter from time to time seemingly inadvertently, and Tan Zhifeng, who recovered from his contemplation, met Chen Qing's eyes. Tan Zhifeng smiled at him lightly, but Chen Qing turned his head shyly.

There was light snow falling outside the window. Although the guests didn't drink, they chatted at the table with high spirits, and all of them were flushed by the fire in the house.

Zhuozhuo and Yiyi had nothing to do, so they pulled a tree stump and sat aside. They chatted very speculatively, chatting about the war on the border for a while, and chatting about the anecdotes in the pig-killing alley next door. Changshang moved to Tan Zhifeng Beside him, Lala looked up curiously at the corner of his clothes and asked, "Brother Zhifeng, who lives in the pig-killing alley? Does he kill a pig every day?"

I don't know why the two streets near Taixue are full of brothels, and Pig Killing Lane is one of them.Tan Zhifeng patted his head with a smile: "No, that's where pretty girls live."

Several scholars laughed out loud when they heard the words, and someone began to tease another younger scholar named Li. It sounded like that person had a crush on Le Niang in Pig Killing Alley. Zhuo Zhuo got excited when he heard it: "Li Brother, do you want my sister to give you some advice, and the safekeeping will be successful! Do you want to have a 'personal appointment after dusk' first, or just 'warm up the spring night'?"

Tan Zhifeng saw the shining eyes of Zhuo Zhuo, who stepped on the tree stump with his skirt lifted, and then saw the flushed Li Shusheng, and his heart was full of sympathy for him.

He moved his gaze to the side, Chen Qing and a scholar surnamed Zhou were discussing the war in the northwest, it seems that although Kaifeng has been "peaceful for a long time, people are prosperous", the world today is not as peaceful as Kaifeng people imagined.

The Liao Kingdom had just stopped for a few years, and Xixia called again.On the third day of the new year, there was a great battle at Chuankou, and more than ten thousand people from the Song Dynasty died in the battle. The whereabouts of the main general Liu Ping is still unknown. After the other general fled back, he reported to the court that Liu Ping was collaborating with the enemy. Right now, the court is still arguing over how to deal with Liu Ping. endlessly.

The situation is volatile, which is not a good sign.Tan Zhifeng was about to tell Yi Yi to find a way to prevent Zhuo Zhuo from continuing to play tricks on Li Shusheng.But Yi Yi looked sideways at the eloquent Chen Qing and the scholar surnamed Zhou, and asked, "Do you two intend to go to battle to kill the enemy?"

Zhou Shusheng sighed and said: "The imperial court has not yet recruited soldiers. Even if it did, my wife and children depend on me to support them. Alas..."

Yi Yi nodded, and made a conclusion for their conversation: "So that's the case... No wonder the ancients said, 'Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with thousands of households?'"

The faces of Chen Qing and his friend surnamed Zhou changed from white to blue, from blue to purple, and Li Shusheng's red face complemented each other in the rising heat of the rosy clouds.

Tan Zhifeng quickly interrupted the embarrassing scene with a cough: "Yiyi, this book you read...uh... "The Oil Seller Repays His Father's Grace"... how about it, should I read this or.... "

Tan Zhifeng's words attracted everyone's attention, and several scholars looked at the cashier together.Yi Yi glanced at it, and said disdainfully: "The more you write this book, the more you don't understand it. I advise you not to read it." He leaned back and yawned: "If you want to read it, just read "Wang Wang The Blacksmith Seals the Marquis and Marries the Oiran, that's a bit interesting."

"The book 'Luoposhanren' is too expensive, fifteen articles a book." Zhou Shusheng said: "And it is a long novel with hundreds of rounds, and "Tiejiang Wang Fenghou Marries the Oiran" has published two hundred chapters. I just saw Blacksmith Wang sneaking into the barracks, and my pockets are empty. Do you have the last fifty chapters here? If so, can you lend me a look?"