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168. Chapter 168 The friendship between Siniang and Susu

There are many restaurants in Xicheng, but Zuihua Restaurant is definitely second to none in Xicheng. Even in the entire catering industry in Beijing, it can definitely be ranked in the top ten. Opening a restaurant does not mean that good craftsmanship will make you successful.

, not to mention that in Xicheng, where there are many dignitaries and dignitaries, this official relationship must be the most important thing for a restaurant.

It's not that if you get to know people in the official circles, you won't be afraid of the gangsters on the street who come to the restaurant and eat for free. Even the merchants who have paid Ping An money, even those gangsters don't just go there to harass them. In the past, Jin Yiwei

He Dongchang almost regards these merchants as golden chickens that lay eggs for themselves, so how can they allow these people to get involved.

The most important thing to make official connections is to get customers. No matter what era, the food and drink of officials are the biggest source of income for restaurants, especially for a well-known restaurant like Zuihua House.

What officials love is that on that day, a table of ordinary-looking guests may be the boss of a certain department and his subordinates gathering. Officials are never short of money.

Of course, the skill of the cook is also very important. It’s better for the guests to spend money and eat the flavor of the streets. Zuihualou’s signature dish is Zuihua Chicken. It is said that the technique is passed down from Ouchi.

It was once served to the emperor, and no one has verified whether it is true or false. However, this gimmick alone made those officials and diners with some status flock to it.

Just like the guests at the table in front of me, although they are talking about romantic things, which is not vulgar, but it is definitely not elegant, but the waiter who has met countless people dares to vouch for the guy eating from his neck.

This guest is definitely here to patronize an official of Zuihualou. Moreover, he is an official here in Beijing, and his fluent Beijing skills cannot be learned by outsiders.

"The two tables outside will be served as well as ours. Serve your signature dishes on every table!" Qian Wubing ordered with a smile and asked the people in front of him to sit down. The child followed the order and sang fluently.

Cai Ming walked out.

Inside were Qian Wubing and a few hundred households, and naturally he and the others were accompanying him outside. Apart from the people from Jin Yiwei, the only outsider was the guest greeted by Qian Wubing - Pei from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division.

Xiao Pei inspects.

"Master Qian took office and never had a chance to come to congratulate me. I thought, this matter is not urgent. Everyone is working in this area, and they don't look up when they look down. It's best if the friendship and opportunity comes naturally. If you are too deliberate,

That would be a bit contrived. Wouldn’t it be even better if one day I met Mr. Qian on the street, and then walked into a restaurant with Mr. Qian to have a drink and talk!"

Pei Xiao is a warrior in the true sense, with a burly figure and a voice like a bell. If you put this image in a butcher shop on the street, no one would doubt that he is a butcher. However, his words are not vulgar at all, but rather refined.

I don't know whether he was like this originally or whether he was deliberately like this in front of Qian Wubing.

"It makes sense, it makes sense!" Qian Wubing smiled: "It's a pity that brother is a layman. To reach the realm of brother Pei, he really doesn't have enough moral character!"

Everyone burst out laughing, as if Qian Wubing had told a particularly funny joke.

The dishes were delivered as if they were flowing water. When they reached this position in the room, they were not very interested in eating and drinking. After moving their chopsticks a few times, Pei Xiao mentioned the reason for his visit.

"Master Qian collects Ping'an money from the streets in a unified way. Brother, I applaud and appreciate it. I feel a little ashamed to say it. I have a few incompetent guys with shallow eye sockets. I don't think it is such a trouble for Jin Yiwei's brothers."

He said, I am worried that the people below have resentment in their hearts. No, I have to show off my old face, so I can ask Mr. Qian to find out what’s going on!”

The words were very tactful and subtle, and there was no intention of any resistance at all. However, Qian Wubing could still hear the worry in these words.

"Of course there is no need to talk about this matter. Brother Pei can just go back and tell the brothers in the Military and Horse Division that the monthly money will be a lot of money, and it will not be troublesome at all. However, from now on, our two families will

We need to keep our contacts close. We collect the money at the beginning of the month, and by the middle of the month, someone from the Soldiers and Horses Division will come and pick it up!"

Qian Wubing gave the other party a reassurance. Of course, it was up to Pei Xiao to figure out how to understand the phrase "the two families have close ties". In short, everyone asked politely and answered appropriately.

Everyone is happy.

Pei Xiao was overjoyed. He picked up his wine glass and made a round of toasts. At this point, he felt at ease. In the following time, the topic turned to the customs, anecdotes and other aspects of the capital.

There was a tacit understanding that no matter which party they were from, there was no mention of the fight between Jin Yiwei and Dongchang. Without these uninteresting topics, the dinner was naturally enjoyable.



At the table outside, Yan Jiu silently pushed the Zuihua Chicken in front of Mu Siniang. The last time she and the adults went to the Zuihua Building for dinner, Siniang seemed to be indifferent to Zuihua.

Chickens have a soft spot, but he remembered it very clearly.

It stands to reason that Yan Qi is now a member of a hundred households and is qualified to sit inside. It is a pity that his hundred households are in the name of Nanzhen Fusi. If he sits in, then

The smell is a little weird, at least Qian Wubing's identity is a little weird. I think he is facing Qian Qianhu of Fusi in North Town, or Qian Zhenfu of Fusi in South Town. This question will make everyone inside

, all felt at a loss.

So, he and Mu Siniang simply sat outside, and like the entourage from hundreds of households, they opened a table alone. However, there were about ten people sitting at that table, and they were alone at this table.

, it seems a little strange.

Mu Siniang's eating appearance is much more elegant now. Compared with the evil ghost-reincarnated appearance in Qian Wubing's house for the first time, she is like two people. However, elegance is elegance, and her eating speed is not slow at all.

, the first one to bear the brunt is of course the Drunken Flower Chicken that she has been thinking about for a long time.

Yan Qi pushed the plate of chicken in front of her, and she was putting a few chicken bones on the table very delicately. The plate in front of her had turned into a few scattered bones. When she saw it in front of her,

She was stunned for a moment when she saw the delicious food, but it was rare that she didn't take action immediately.

"Why, you're just full?" Yan Qi asked some strange questions. He vaguely knew that the kind of Kung Fu Mu Siniang practiced required a very large appetite. A plate of drunken chicken could feed this girl. He felt a little incredible.

"I want to take this one back. I promise to bring one to Susu when I eat this again!" Mu Siniang looked a little confused. It seemed difficult to handle such a greasy big one.

"Su Su, which Su Su?" Yan Qidaqi: "Your Majesty's little maid? When did you two get so close?"

After asking this question, Yan Qi took a breath of cold air. The huge pain on his ankle made him wonder if the girl's feet in front of him were made of iron.

"You are too busy!" Mu Siniang rolled her eyes at him: "Take this for me and give it to me when you get back!"


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