The shopkeeper was also extremely impressed by this carriage: it was this mysterious nobleman who caused Laifeng Tower to be directly transferred, and that was why Laifeng Tower was reopened now...
Jia Rulong and the shopkeeper looked at each other in confusion: There is no doubt that the mysterious nobleman in that carriage is the person that the Lord of the Palace wants to wait for!
Only that mysterious noble man is worthy of such waiting and respect from the Palace Master.
The crowd across the street didn't recognize this mysterious nobleman or this carriage.
But this did not prevent them from feeling the dignity of this mysterious nobleman.
Because Lord Fu is too humble...
When Prince Shang got out of the car and walked inside, Fu Zun was half a step behind to accompany him, Fu Zun's wife was half a step behind to follow, and the group finally walked in...
The women who were lined up at the door then went in one after another.
It was at this moment that Chen Qingshan, dressed in a blue brocade robe, came out, holding a hanging firecracker in his hand, lit it and threw it on the ground. The firecrackers crackled at the door.
This is finally a bit of a lively opening.
After the firecrackers were set off, Chen Qingshan smiled naively and handed over to everyone: "The new store has opened. Please try all kinds of dishes! If they are not delicious, there is no charge!"
Doesn’t taste good and doesn’t cost money?
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, wondering where Feng Linlou's self-confidence came from, and feeling inexplicably attractive.
But the petty officials from the wealthy families have already swarmed in: "Quickly go in and take a seat!"
"There are eight of us!"
"Save a private room for us, there are ten of us..."
Seeing the crowds over there, the wealth and wealth, but there are only three or two kittens here, and they are all ordinary people...
Jia Rulong was as disheartened as death.
It's great for ordinary people to be able to go to a restaurant during the holidays, but even if they go into a restaurant, they are not willing to order too many drinks and dishes.
Only wealthy businessmen and officials who need to socialize frequently will go to restaurants every now and then.
Therefore, the guests who really valued Fenglou in the past were also these rich people and officials.
But now, with the support of Lord Fu Zun, how can those wealthy households and petty officials come to eat at Laifeng Tower?
The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and comforted Jia Rulong in a low voice: "Master, maybe the food in Feng Linlou doesn't taste very good?"
"After all, I heard that they directly hired some women from the village to serve as cooks, and there were no chefs. What kind of delicious dishes can a woman from the village cook?!"
Jia Rulong's half-dead heart beat twice more, and he nodded with the last hope: "I hope so."
If the taste is really not good, with the picky tongue of the mysterious nobleman and the importance the Lord Fu attaches to the mysterious nobleman, there will inevitably be a conflict.
At that time, it will be the opportunity for Fenglou to fight back.
So Jia Rulong no longer cared about the three or two kittens in the lobby, and only concentrated on standing at the door waiting for feedback from the diners coming out over there.
Whether the food is delicious or not can be known by the look of the diners when they come out.
The team that had been dancing lions and beating gongs and drums had stopped at this time. A woman walked up to Jia Rulong and apologized: "I wish my boss a lot of wealth..."
Jia Rulong interrupted the woman absently: "Go to the shopkeeper to pay."
"Okay!" The mother-in-law happily went to the shopkeeper to ask for money.
In the lobby of Laifeng Tower, an old man with a gray beard and two young men were eating the delicious food in front of them. They looked at the absent-minded owner at the door and listened to the comments in his ears, with incomprehensible expressions.
"Master, would you like to go over and take a look?"
"What's the rush? We'll wait until we finish the meal." The old man continued to eat unhurriedly.
"Yes." The two young men did not dare to speak anymore and started eating honestly.
In the largest private room in Fenglin Tower, Lord Fu respectfully sat at the end of the room and asked Prince Shang to take his seat. General Huyan sat next to Prince Shang.
The master of the palace laughed and said: "Today I can eat the food cooked by the kitchen god Luo Baiyi. I am really lucky!"
Prince Shang glanced condescendingly at Lord Fu Zun: "What's the matter? Do you want to enjoy the same treatment as His Majesty the Emperor?"
The master of the palace was shocked by these words: "How dare you!"
But in his heart, Master Fu Zun was at a loss: Prince Shang and Prince Shang are here, what's wrong with Luo Baiyi cooking a meal?
Is Prince Shang not worthy enough to cook with Luo Baiyi?!
No!
wrong!
Prince Shang is swearing his loyalty and respect to His Majesty the Emperor!
Loyalty is an insurmountable bottom line!
No wonder Prince Shang was able to reach such a high position at such a young age!
high!
It is indeed high!
I learned this trick.
We must learn more from Prince Shang in the future!
After a while, the ladies began to serve the food.
Prince Shang took a bite and nodded: "It tastes good! Reward!"
Naturally, some guards went down to admire the cook.
Master Fu Zun took a sip and was surprised: the taste is really good!
In the past, the fried pork made by the lady from the Bai family who came to Fenglou was pretty good, but later the fried pork disappeared.
I didn't expect to be able to eat stir-fried pork today... and it tastes more fragrant and tastes better than what I had before!
When I eat other dishes, they all taste better than what I had come to Fenglou before...
Who would have thought that Fenglinlou, which is said to be cooked by country women, could actually make such decent dishes!
As time passed, the diners who had eaten and drank enough to pay their bills began to leave from Fenglinlou, smiling and nodding one by one.
Jia Rulong watched the diners leaving Fenglin Tower with nods and smiles, knowing in his heart: Come to Fenglin Tower, it's over.
Without the support of wealthy officials, after coming to Fenglou, we will either have to do business for common people, or we will have to close down...
Master Fu Zun and his wife finally finished eating. Prince Shang said that he wanted to stay for some matters. Master Fu Zun and his wife looked at each other and left first.
General Huyan wanted to see Mrs. Luo, so he left in a hurry.
Prince Shang said to Qiao Chu, "What is Lao Luo doing?"
Of course, Chef Luo doesn't cook in person. He has his own exclusive place, sitting high up and watching the cooks cooking in an orderly manner, and making a few remarks from time to time.
"I'll go find him..." Prince Shang stood up and went downstairs.
Next door at Laifenglou, a man hurried in, walked up to the old man with a gray beard, and whispered something. The old man put down the chopsticks in his hand: "Go to eat next door."
"Yes." Although the men were shocked, they stood up obediently. One went to check out, and the other walked out with the old man.
The old man entered Fenglin Tower with his hands behind his back. At this time, the first group of people had already eaten and drank, and started to pay and go out, but there were still many diners outside who wanted to come in.
Mrs. Taoyao's eyes were sharp, and she could see at a glance that this man with a beard who looked sixty and a face that looked like an old man in his forties was unusual. She greeted him with a smile: "Sir, we are opening today and there are a lot of people. I will make arrangements for you."
A private room?"
The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Mrs. Taoyao: "Okay."