As the largest teapot in Zixuan Tower shouted, Song Wen, two young men and a few little turtles quickly hung up the lit red lanterns.
Zixuan Tower is open to welcome guests.
Two big teapots with the sweetest mouths were neatly dressed and standing in front of the building to greet guests. The old madam was drinking tea on a chair to soothe her throat and was always ready to greet guests. The two kiln ladies who were on duty today were also wearing heavy makeup and leaning behind the railing on the second floor, ready to greet guests.
Luokang’s charming eyes and charming smile...
Song Wen sighed... That's it? There's no creativity at all. How many years has this routine been the same? It's been like this since the opening up of the Tang Dynasty, right? These guys don't have any innovative spirit!
Sure enough, the hustle and bustle of people on the street became more and more dense. A few vendors carrying burdens selling food syrup and water squatted at the door for a while. When they saw that there were no customers here, they cursed and looked for another place...
Slowly, customers came to the door. The deserted business gradually became more lively. Several merchants in dark silk cloths found a few girls to accompany them to drink wine. A low-level government servant invited two superiors to come.
Happy, but probably not spending too much money...the remaining few don't look like wealthy high rollers.
Song Wen listened to the big teapot's instructions, carrying wine, food and tea back and forth, or leading the guests directly to find a familiar sister.
Nothing interesting...
Suddenly, an acquaintance appeared at the door of Zixuan Tower with strong skills. Song Wen recognized it at a glance. It was the Zhao Shenyan who had been knocked out of a tael of money by him!
Teapot invited him in diligently and waved to Song Wen to take Zhao Shenyan directly to the second floor. Song Wen walked over with a smile on his face and bent down, stretching out his hand. Zhao Shenyan took a closer look and pointed at Song Wen and said: "Hey, it's you, kid! I thought it was you.
you already……"
Song Wen quickly pulled Zhao Shenyan's sleeve away and took him away. He went up the stairs and said with a smile: "I have thought about it. There is nothing wrong with being a turtle. Mr. Zhao, are you still looking for that girl Bitao today?"
Zhao Shenyan suddenly looked strange and pulled Song Wen to hide in a corner, whispering: "Little Turtle Gong, do you know that the old beggar you met that day is an expert?"
"I know!"
"Are you stupid? When you meet an expert, you don't kneel on the ground and quickly beg for someone to take you on as a disciple? I think that old guy obviously likes you. My wife said... that old beggar's aura is very scary! With her skills,
I'm afraid that if the three of them meet each other, they will be defeated!"
"Is your wife very powerful? Or, do you think your wife is very powerful just because you can't beat her?"
"Fart! My wife has followed a famous master to practice martial arts since she was a child. A dozen or so naughty guys are no match for her..."
"I wipe...so powerful?"
Song Wen now retains all the memories of the original owner. The rogue idlers of this era are not comparable to the short mules and stinky hooligans of later generations! This is a truly high-risk profession. Being brave and ruthless is the basic skill. Fighting with weapons is the basic skill.
This is home-cooked food! A dozen of them are enough to dominate a street and create a banner.
"Oh, I thought there was something special about you, but it turns out you have no vision too!"
Song Wen smiled: "I'm not a martial artist, and I don't want to be a beggar with him."
"Extremely stupid!" Zhao Shenyan hit Song Wen on the head with a fan, and then said: "If you know his identity, don't tell it, it will make you angry! Do you understand? By the way, today I want to be with Miss Bitao.
I invite you to have a drink here... Please help me arrange it, don't be too shabby or too extravagant, especially the drinks can't be bad!"
Song Wen smiled and said: "So it seems that there is no need to prepare a ladder for Zhao Guanren to escape today?"
"Run away...? Your mouth is too abominable. If it weren't for the fact that you helped me to win over my wife with your righteous words that night, I would have asked the old madam to reward you with a chestnut meal..."
"Leave it to me, don't worry!"
Miss Bitao came out and grabbed Zhao Shenyan's sleeves with gleaming eyes. Zhao Shenyan whispered, and Bitao quickly ran to the next room and pulled out her good sister who was eating melon seeds and doing nothing.
When Song Wen reached the corner of the stairs, he looked back and saw that he was looking for the girl who invited him to drink a basin of syphilitic water... Chun Niang!
"Idiot! What are you looking at? I'll reward you with foot-washing water next time!"
Chun Niang made a face, and Song Wen felt nauseated again and ran away quickly.
After talking to Dachapot, who was in charge, Dachapot made some calculations and decided on the dishes for the banquet for two taels of silver, and then asked Song Wen to go to the kitchen to explain.
When they came to the back kitchen, they had just served a table of dishes with wine and wine. When the two cooks were free, they started to sarcastically sneer at each other... The two young apprentices who were helping each other also disliked each other, and Sanqi sneered at each other.
Non stop!
"Two masters, eight dishes, including fish, meat, four meat and four vegetables, please be more prompt in handling matters!"
Chef Ma, who had a mustache, curled his lips: "Do you want the ingredients to be more solid? How much money does the banquet cost?"
"Two liang! I'm a regular customer. Master, please take care of me!"
"Got it, braised lamb legs, hibiscus fish fillets, a steamed fat chicken, meat on the side! The rest of the useless vegetarian dishes can be arranged by the trash over there..."
Another yellow-faced cook scolded: "Who are you calling a waste? I gave you face, didn't I?"
Chef Ma slapped the chopping board: "You got in with the help of an old bustard. If you weren't a waste, would you be cooking these meat dishes for the guests?"
"I...I...Ma Baiye! Just wait, sooner or later I want you to look good..."
Song Wen almost burst into laughter when he heard it, Ma Baiye... Baiye, you have such a hairy belly! Is this a Sichuan cook? The kind that boils hot pot?
Seeing the cook angrily starting to prepare the vegetables, Song Wen hurriedly ran to the back hall on the first floor to arrange the drinks... This was a separate expense. The most profitable thing about brothel wine was this!
"Bitao's good friend Zhao Guanren wants to serve wine? Then take this pot of Baihuachun, which is a hundred cents per bottle!"
Song Wen searched his memory and asked, "Is there anything better?"
The teapot in charge of the wine was very happy... "There is a pot of lamb wine for five hundred coins, but I'm afraid he can't afford it! Hahaha... stop talking nonsense, and quickly bring the wine and the plate of dried and fresh fruits on the table.
Get up!"
Song Wen was not short, but he still followed his body's original memory and carried several plates of fruits and four bottles of wine on a huge tray.
Just as he entered the house, he heard Zhao Shenyan saying to Bi Tao in his arms: "I'm afraid the redemption will have to be delayed for a long time... You have seen my wife, her skills... I'm afraid you won't survive if you pass.
How many days!”
"She dares? She's not living up to her duties as a wife, so why should she bully you like this? No matter what, you can buy a small house and give me a place to stay first..."
"I haven't saved enough money for my private life yet. Take it slow and take your time..."
Song Wen put the food and wine on the table and said to the room: "Master Zhao, the wine has been served. The food will be ready in a moment! When will the guest arrive? What does he look like? I can wait outside the door."
Zhao Shenyan stuck his head out and said: "That brat is smart. Wang Yuhou is seven feet tall and in his forties, with a white face. He must be wearing a military commander's cowhide boots... When you see him, invite him over and say hello when you get to the door!"
"
"Okay, you stay busy first, I'll go wait for someone!"
Song Wen turned around and came to the gate, told the teapot and ran to the corner to wait for the distinguished guest Wang Yuhou.