Yu Wenhao followed Brother Wang into the store. The decoration in the store is also antique. The tables, tables, chairs, wooden windows and stairs are all made of mahogany and rosewood. They are very elegant. There is a classic staircase to the sky when entering the door.
, the top of the stairs is connected to the cloister of the Happy Race Building.
It was almost six o'clock when they arrived, it was lunch time, and there were many customers in the store, but as Brother Wang expected, there were not enough seats. The waiter led them to the second floor, in the lobby on the second floor.
, arranged a table to sit down and asked:
"Sir, do you want to order now or later?"
Brother Wang said: "Order it now."
The waiter nodded and said yes and walked away. After a while, the orderer came over and took their order. Brother Wang moved very quickly. He almost didn't need to read the menu. He casually ordered a squirrel mandarin fish.
One fried eel paste, one fried prawns, one crab powder tofu, and one Taihu three white soup.
"Okay." Brother Wang and Yu Wenhao said, "That's all the special dishes of this restaurant. There are also fried shrimps and honey sauce hot recipe. But if you want to eat the stir-fried shrimps and honey sauce hot recipe, you can't eat it."
If you don’t come here to eat, you might as well go directly to Louwailou or Tianxianglou in Hangzhou, don’t you think?
"Traditional Suzhou cuisine is actually similar to old-school Hangzhou cuisine. There's nothing delicious about it. It's just a matter of fame or specialty. That's why there is Xinhang cuisine. Everyone goes to eat Xinhang cuisine, grandma's house
New Kaiyuan or something like that, how many locals in Hangzhou would go to a place like Louwailou to eat if they hadn't invited guests from out of town? I think Suzhou people are the same."
Yu Wenhao said: "I didn't expect Brother Wang to be a gourmet."
"Hey, I can't be called a gourmet, it just tastes good. Now I don't have any other extravagant desires. I just eat better, which is worthy of myself. Otherwise, what should I do? People's lives are tasteless, and their minds will be full of random thoughts.
If you eat better and get over your cravings, you won't think about this thing anymore, and you will feel that life is still interesting. Really, this is my personal experience." Wang Ge and Yu Wenhao said.
Brother Wang ordered a half-pound bottle of Huadiao and asked Yu Wenhao for coconut juice. The food came quickly. Brother Wang said to Yu Wenhao:
"Move your chopsticks, move your chopsticks, have a taste."
Yu Wenhao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Aren't you waiting for anyone?"
"Who are you waiting for?" Brother Wang was also stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that when he answered the phone in the car, he told the other party that he would have dinner with the president in the evening.
Brother Wang laughed: "There's no one left, it's just the two of us. I was just lying."
Yu Wenhao suddenly realized. When he came up from the front, he was puzzled. Why didn't Brother Wang go to the private room when he invited the president to dinner? Instead, he chose to stay in the lobby. When he ordered wine, Yu Wenhao was even more surprised. Why did he only order half a pound of wine?
Huadiao, this is enough for anyone. It turns out that there are only two of them eating. Brother Wang has to talk about things in the evening, and he can't drink too much.
Brother Wang thought of something. He looked at Yu and said hello to him, and said to him: "Less than, when you come out with me from now on, when I talk to others, just listen to me as a story and don't believe a word of it."
Yu Wen said with a smile: "Then Brother Wang is the king of stories."
"Yes, yes, in this industry, I am the king of stories." Brother Wang smiled and said, "Do you remember what I told you about how I was deceived by those companies in Beijing and the kings of stories?"
Yu Wenhao nodded. He was deeply impressed by this and of course he remembered it. Brother Wang said:
"Thinking about it now, I was a fool at that time. I couldn't see that everything was a story and a trap. I wouldn't be able to see it now. If I want to tell stories now, no one else can tell me. Yes, I
Brother Wang raised his cup, clinked it with Yu to say hello, then took a sip, put the cup down, and continued:
"Look at this hotel. It's just a story. It's a time-honored brand. It claims to be founded in the Ming Dynasty. In fact, the Ming Dynasty has nothing to do with it. There's not even a hair in it from the Ming Dynasty, including the dishes. You
have a look……"
As he spoke, Brother Wang picked up his chopsticks, pointed at the plate of squirrel mandarin fish, and said hello to Yu:
"This is another story. Anyway, the food and places in Suzhou and Yangzhou are all related to Qianlong's visit to the south of the Yangtze River. They all say that Emperor Qianlong came here and ate the food. He was very impressed and admired it.
"That's ridiculous. Emperor Qianlong was from the Northeast. He knew what was delicious. It was freezing in the Northeast. What good things could there be? There was no air transportation or refrigerators at that time. If you look at the menu of the Manchu-Han Banquet, there are hundreds of them.
Eighty percent of the dish is placed in front of you, and you don't even have the desire to pick up the chopsticks. If you say that a Cantonese person would be so impressed, I would believe it a little bit."
When Brother Wang was talking, a waiter happened to pass by. Brother Wang stopped her and said to her:
"Beauty, this is our first time in Suzhou, our first time in your store, and our first time seeing this fish. It's so beautifully done and really looks like a squirrel. Can you introduce it to us?"
The waiter said yes, and she began to introduce, saying that Emperor Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River incognito, and once strolled to the Songhelou Restaurant. When he saw carp swimming in the lake in the restaurant, he told his subordinates to catch one and eat it.
At that time, carp was used as a sacrifice to worship the gods, and ordinary people did not dare to eat it. But the emperor wanted to eat it, but his men had no choice, so they had to discuss it with the chef. In the end, the chef decided to make the fish head into the shape of a rat head.
Avoid offending the "sacred fish".
A foot-long fish is placed on the plate with its head and tail raised. The fish body has been boned and seared with a knife. After frying, it is poured with tomato juice. It is sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When this dish is served
, the fish body that has just been soaked with juice will squeak, much like the sound of a squirrel. It is said that Emperor Qianlong screamed in admiration after eating it.
Later, the chef made improvements and changed the carp into mandarin fish, so it was called "squirrel mandarin fish". The word "mandarin fish" was really difficult to write and read, so everyone wrote mandarin fish as mandarin fish, so it became squirrel mandarin fish.
, this squirrel mandarin fish dish in our store has been featured on the screen twice in the movies "Satisfaction" and "Little Deyue Tower".
When the waiter was talking, Brother Wang listened seriously and nodded solemnly. Yu Wenhao was beside him and almost laughed. He really wanted to talk about Qianlong. Qianlong was so busy, he was almost overwhelmed, right?
After the waiter left, Brother Wang looked at Yu Wenhao, and Yu Wenhao looked at him, and both of them couldn't help laughing.
Brother Wang said: "You see, stories are productivity and the economy, including the current Internet economy. I think it should not be called the Internet economy, but the story economy. Everyone is telling stories, so let us be honest and honest.
As a business owner, I feel like I can't speak loudly, like a thief, and it's very embarrassing.
"Look at what everyone was talking about about blockchain in the past two years. Is anyone still talking about it now? Then they talked about cloud computing and the metaverse. Wherever we can tolerate it, we can't keep up. Less than, they are the ones.
The real king of stories, anyway, as long as everyone tells stories and makes themselves and others happy, someone will pay.
"Sometimes I don't even know. Those investors are all fools. How do they make their money?"
"I earned it from even stupider people, or cheated it," Yu Wenhao said.
Brother Wang laughed and said, "But this is relative. When there are fools everywhere, smart people are useless, because in the eyes of fools, these smart people are all fools. Everyone thinks you
When you are a fool, you become a fool and there is nothing you can do about it.
"It's like a village. If everyone in a village had six fingers, and you were the only one with five fingers, you would be the one recognized by everyone as being deformed."
