The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

It was time for lunch, and Li Fu had visited several shops and was tired.

"Okay, let's eat first. I'll think about the shop later." Li Fu said.

Then, he looked at Shitou.

Shitou understood, took out a purse from his arms, took out a small amount of copper coins from it, and threw it to the man who took them to the shop.

The man took the copper coins with both hands and smiled.

"Thank you for your reward, sir. If you want to see a shop or a house next time, just come to me. My name is Yu Ren. Ask a few people in the East Market of Chang'an City. They must have heard of me." Yu Ren smiled flatteringly.

"Okay, I know. You've worked hard today." Li Fu said a few polite words to Yu Ren.

After Yu Ren left, Li Fu and Shitou found a restaurant and sat outside.

Some shops in the East Market also have stalls outside, using the space here to make some food, with a few low tables and stools next to them.

The one Li Fu and Shitou came to was this one.

A small stove, a few low tables next to it, and a canopy, which is considered to be the most impressive of the stalls on this street, at least it can give people a place to sit down and eat slowly.

As for most of them, they have a shoulder pole with a charcoal stove in front and a basket in the back, with the things to sell in it. They find a place, unload the shoulder pole, put the basket next to them, and then start making food on the charcoal stove, while making and selling.

"Boss, what do you have here?" Li Fu asked.

"My dear, we have rice porridge and pancakes here, both vegetarian and meat ones." said the stall owner.

"Two bowls of porridge, four pancakes, with meat fillings." said Li Fu.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Upon hearing this, the stall owner immediately went back to work.

Even in the restaurants in the East City, there was nothing worth Li Fu's special visit. There were only so many things, but it was this roadside stall.

To be able to open a stall here and achieve this level, and to have been doing it for a long time, there must be something.

Two bowls of porridge were served first, and then four meat-filled pancakes were served on a plate and placed on the low table in front of the two.

"What's the filling?" Li Fu asked.

"This is mutton scallion pancake. The amount of mutton inside is guaranteed to be sufficient." The stall owner said with a smile: "People who have eaten our mutton pancakes here all say it is good. You can eat it with confidence."

"Okay, go and do your thing." Li Fu said with a smile, and then he pushed the plate between himself and the stone: "Come on, two per person, eat first, and then ask for more if it's not enough. This thing must be eaten while it's hot."

Li Fu also took a pancake from the plate. The pancake just out of the pan was a little hot. He tossed it back and forth with his left and right hands several times, puffed up his cheeks and blew several times, and then took a bite.

As the stall owner said, the amount of mutton in this pancake is full. It is tender and plump when you take a bite. The mouth is full of mutton fragrance. The meat filling is soft and tender, without any smell of mutton. With the right amount of scallions, the flavor is very unique.

The outside of the pancake is very crispy, and it will fall apart when you bite it.

It seems that a lot of oil was used when making this pie, and it is really crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

It is now dinner time, and soon the shed is full of people. The busy figure of the stall owner keeps shuttling back and forth, busy with things on the stove and serving pies to customers.

It is true that after a long time, word of mouth spreads that the food here is delicious, and everyone knows that the business is getting better.

After two pies and a large bowl of porridge, Li Fu is full.

The main thing is that he can't eat anymore. This thing is quite greasy if you eat too much.

Shitou was not polite and showed off four pies in one breath.

He eats much more than Li Fu.

At their age now, they should have a big appetite.

But Li Fu's appetite is really not as exaggerated as Shitou's.

Moreover, he is picky about food.

But in order to grow taller, he still endures the current situation that there are not many delicacies in the Tang Dynasty. While trying to make himself eat more, he also makes some food that he can eat in the house.

If Liu Niang, the kitchen girl, were to be placed in any restaurant, she would be the chef that everyone would rush to ask for favors.

"Boss, check out." Li Fu shouted.

"My dear, the total is fifty coins." The stall owner said, "The porridge is one coin per bowl, and the mutton-stuffed pancakes use more meat, so they are eight coins each, which is very affordable."

No wonder most people are buying vegetarian pancakes at this stall for half a day. The meat-stuffed ones are not something that ordinary people can eat every day.

For example, if you eat four pancakes for a meal, that's thirty-two coins.

For a meal for two people, that's half a coin.

Shitou took out his money bag again and counted them.He took out fifty copper coins and handed them to the stall owner.

The stall owner smiled even more, and his wrinkles were all squeezed together.

The two stood up, and the stall owner began to pack up his things while he was free.

"This stall is really good, and the food is quite satisfying." Li Fu smiled and said, "It's much more affordable than the eggs sold at Ke Yue Lou."

That's right, the two of them had a meal, which was equivalent to the egg sold by Shitou to Ke Yue Lou.

Or maybe it was Shitou who did a good job on this business.

He did a really good job.

"Shitou, do you know where to buy tea here?" Li Fu asked.

"Yes, there are two markets, East and West, and everything is available." Shitou said, "I'll take you there right away."

Li Fu followed Shitou out. People tend to feel sleepy after eating and drinking, but now is not the time to go back for a nap. Anyway, they are out and here, so let's take a look first.

Shitou took Li Fu to a tea shop.

As soon as he entered the shop, it seemed much quieter than the bustling outside.

Tea, shipped from the south, was very expensive, so ordinary people could not afford it. Some of it was sold to dignitaries in Chang'an City, and some was sent to medicine shops for medicinal use.

The tea in the Tang Dynasty was not fried, but boiled.

Tea leaves were boiled raw or dried and stored. After drying, they were crushed to make tea cakes, or steamed and crushed to make tea balls.

The technology of frying tea had not yet appeared.

Li Fu walked into the tea shop.

It would be better if he didn't have the technology of frying tea. Now he has it, right?

"My dear, do you want to buy tea?" The shopkeeper came forward to receive the guest very attentively when he saw him.

After all, there were not many people who bought tea.

Some of the wealthy families in Chang'an City had their own industries, and some came out to buy tea. They could use a cake of tea for a long time.

Therefore, the tea business is not actually very good, but it is indispensable in Chang'an City.

"Come and see what good goods there are." Li Fu said.

He doesn't care about any good goods. Different production processes mean different things.