On the way back to Song Qing's home, Liu Mingzhi kept thinking about some future arrangements.
Recalling the words of discussion between himself and Song Qing in his mind, Mr. Liu finally decided to finalize the matter of borrowing the innate master with the old man and politely to avoid changes in the future.
Looking up at the sky, Young Master Liu wandered straight towards the main street.
“Brother, these roast ducks of yours are fat and big, they look really good! Brother, I smelled the rich fragrance from a long way away, and I followed the scent all the way here.”
The roast duck boss, who was about forty years old, looked at Mr. Liu who was twitching his nose as he approached the stall, put down the iron fork in his hand, and walked out of the stall happily.
“Sir, you’ve come a long way. To tell you the truth, my family has been making roast duck for several generations, and my generation is already the sixth generation.
My brother's roast duck skills cannot be said to be unparalleled in the world. At least my brother's roast duck is somewhat famous in this street.
The neighbors are also willing to support us, and there are still many repeat customers.
What's up? Do you want two to try?
By the way, you taste it first. If it tastes good, buy it. After you take it home, your family will eat it and think it tastes good. You will have to come here often to take care of my business, brother."
The roast duck boss was also a cheerful person. He picked up the knife without hesitation and cut off a piece of duck meat and handed it to Liu Mingzhi.
“Sir, how about you try it first?”
“Oh, thank you more than I can, brother, but I won’t be polite.”
Mr. Liu took the piece of meat and tasted it carefully. After swallowing the duck meat, he gave the boss a thumbs up.
“Excellent craftsmanship, the duck meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. There seems to be some herbal flavor mixed into the meat, which instantly improves the taste of the duck meat by several levels.
Brother, the roast duck you cook is not much worse than the royal chef in the palace."
“Hey, sir, we can’t talk nonsense. What is the status of the royal chef in the palace? How can we, a roast duck seller, compare with others?
The delicacies made by others are only for His Majesty the Emperor to eat. If we ordinary people want to compare with others, if the word spreads, it will make people laugh.
But sir, you are really capable. To tell you the truth, brother, my roast duck does contain a lot of herbs that are beneficial to the body. This is why my business is booming.
This is a recipe that my ancestors worked out bit by bit. Many people want to learn the art of roast duck, but my old brother is not willing to teach me!
You can taste the key the first time you eat it, you are the one!
How about it? Would you like to take two back home for your family to try?"
“I have to bring it with me. I wonder, brother, what’s the price of your roast duck?”
“One hundred and ten cents a piece, sir, don’t think it’s expensive, my roast duck only costs a few dozen cents, but I have my reasons why I want it so expensive.
Ordinary people don’t understand. Sir, since you can taste the taste of herbs in duck meat, you should understand that the formula and price of these herbs are not much cheaper than half a duck.
If it were not sold at a higher price, I would have lost everything."
“I understand, I understand, give me twenty.”
“Okay, brother, I’ll wrap up two of them for you and bake them...how many...how many?”
Liu Mingzhi looked at the stunned expression of the stall owner, fumbled out two pieces of silver from his sleeves and put them in the hands of the stall owner.
“Twenty.”
"This...this is too much. Have your family eaten? Sir, my brother has been setting up a stall here for decades. If you want to eat, just come back and buy it next time."
It would be a pity to waste so much if you can’t finish it all at once.
Although the new decree of the imperial court has made our people's lives much better, we still have to remember the hardships and think about the sweet things! It is absolutely forbidden to waste food!
The older brother needs to earn silver to support his family, but if you waste food, the old brother can't sell it so much at once. "
Liu Mingzhi looked at the solemn look on his boss's face and nodded with an apologetic smile: "Don't worry, brother, my family will ensure that food will not be wasted. To be honest, these twenty are not necessarily enough!"
Brother, I want twenty roast ducks from you at once. You have to give me a cheaper price. Two taels of silver should be enough, right? Making money is not easy, so save it if you can!"
“My eyes are stupid, my brother’s eyes are stupid, as long as you don’t waste food, I will sell it to you. It’s nothing if the price is cheaper. You want so many roast ducks at once, so it’s natural for me to give you a cheaper price.
Brother, please take the baked ones with you first. There are not enough ready-made ones for twenty. I will bake new ones for you immediately. Leave an address. Once they are done, I will ask my boy to deliver them to your house."
“Okay! Do you want me to help you put up the fire?”
“No, no, no, thank you sir, you have your hands on it. Wait a minute, I’ll wrap up the duck for you.”
Not long after, Mr. Liu left his address to his boss, put the folding fan on his waist, and headed home with a few fragrant roast ducks in one hand.
“Master, you are back, why did you buy so much roast duck?”
“You give these to the young lady, and ask her to gather Sister Ya, the others, and the children to watch and share them, and I will take this to the old man to eat.
After meeting Sister Ya, ask her to instruct the maid to send a few pots of peach blossom stuffing to me and the old man."
"knew."
In the inner courtyard next door, Liu Dashao took the roast duck in his hand and kicked open the door of Liu Zhi'an's study with a moderate kick, and howled at the top of his voice.
“Old man, are you still alive?”
Liu Zhi'an put down the pen in his hand with trembling lips, and looked at the careless Young Master Liu angrily.
“Even if you fucking die, I won’t be able to die, so what do you want to do with me?”
Liu Mingzhi smiled and raised the roast duck in his hand: "I saw a roast duck shop on the street that makes good roast ducks. I bought a few and brought them back. Can we have some?"
Liu Zhian couldn't help but shrugged his nose, and his eyes lit up when he looked at the roast duck in Young Master Liu's hand.
“The Hou family’s medicinal duck?”
“Hey, my God, you can smell this, you have a dog nose... Uh-huh, old man, your nose is really sensitive.”
Although Young Master Liu took back the words that came to his lips in time, who is Liu Zhi'an? How could he not understand his son's character?
Hunting, he sat down on the table beside him and took a sip of herbal tea.
“To show your courtesy for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief. Tell me, what do you want to ask me for from me?”
Young Master Liu smiled and tore off a piece of duck leg and handed it to Liu Zhi'an: "We've seen each other, we've seen you, isn't it? Isn't it normal for a son to come to me for a drink or two? Why do you say so to me, old man?
Has it become so ugly?
Here, eat it while it’s hot, it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”
Liu Zhi'an took the duck leg and chewed it: "What kind of thing are you, you bastard? How can I understand it if others don't know it?"
I also ate the roast duck.
Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
“Hehehehe, it’s nothing big. It’s just a small request as big as sesame seeds and mung beans. I just want to find you...”
"Master, Master, the wine you asked for has been delivered to me. Can it be convenient for me to get in?"
"come in."
"yes!"
"Master, young master, the drinks you want, please leave."
Young Master Liu picked up the pot and poured a cup of peach blossom wine for Liu Zhi'an: "I just wanted to borrow someone from you."
Liu Zhi'an picked up the wine glass and looked at Young Master Liu in surprise: "Borrowing someone? What's the situation?"
“Old man, Chengfeng is quite young this year. Don’t you think it’s time for him to get married?”
Liu Zhi'an's eyes lit up, and the drink he brought to his mouth was put back on the table.
“Speaking of which, the two of us really had a good chat.”