V1.Chapter 19

The shopkeeper of the Emerald Building immediately stopped walking.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't.

As soon as the man appeared, his body seemed to be pinned to death by an invisible pressure.

He couldn't tell what was deterring him, he only knew that he had lived for most of his life and had never seen one eye after another like this tonight.

To make such a valuable "boy" serve him as a servant... To be precise, even a servant under his command is as valuable as a nobleman. Who is this man?

The shopkeeper of the Emerald Building looked at the man again.

The man was wearing a silver fox cloak, which looked like a dazzling white light in the night.

The shopkeeper of the Emerald Building just glanced at it and hurriedly lowered his gaze.

Even if his eyesight is not enough, people's instinct to survive is always there. Intuition tells him that if he wants to survive, he should stop staring at the man in front of him.

"Father."

Another carriage drove over, this one was much smaller and still inconspicuous, but the shopkeeper of the Emerald Building no longer dared to underestimate the other party.

A man in his 40s jumped off the carriage. He called the man "Master". He thought he was his servant. However, compared with the young and handsome young servants, his appearance was too much. .

However, he was the only one who could talk to the man.

The middle-aged man said, "I've inquired about it. There are no other restaurants nearby. I haven't eaten anything all day, so I'll use it now."

At this time, the shopkeeper Zhou of Baiyulou also noticed the movement on the street.

As soon as he saw this posture, he knew that it was a distinguished guest, but he didn't have the courage to go forward to greet the guest, so he stared at the other party eagerly, praying that the other party would come to their restaurant.

However, to his disappointment, the man lifted his footsteps and walked towards the Emerald Building.

The shopkeeper Zhao of the Emerald Building instantly straightened his waist and showed a smug look at his opponent.

I had heard that Baiyulou had found someone to buy high-quality refined salt, but so what? As for the food and drink in Lianhua Town, it is still the fragrance of his Jade Tower!

The group entered the most elegant wing of the Emerald Building. It wasn't that shopkeeper Zhao boasted. This wing was built by the most famous craftsmen in the capital. The tables and chairs were all made of high-quality pinewood, and Duobaoge displayed the most fashionable jewelry and jade. Even the paintings and calligraphy on the walls are all from the hands of everyone in the dynasty, I am afraid that the prince will definitely take a look when he comes.

Without raising his eyelids, he went into the back room and sat down.

Shopkeeper Zhao wanted to keep up, but the middle-aged man put down the bead curtain, and the man's figure was blocked by the bead curtain.

Shopkeeper Zhao was embarrassed.

The middle-aged man said: "You all have some good dishes here, and present them all."

As soon as they were all presented, the shopkeeper Zhao went happily.

Because it was a distinguished guest, the shopkeeper Zhao invited out the treasure of the town shop, Liu Yuchu.

Chef Liu Yu made a unique and secret recipe of sour bamboo shoots and pork belly, and fried a plate of crabs that was enough to match the fake with the real. In addition, he also fried a few court dishes with all the flavors and tastes, and steamed his best sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice. lotus root.

Chef Liu Yu is very confident in his craftsmanship. After all, this is the dish that the emperor has eaten. How can ordinary people have such good luck?

Never thought that as soon as the dish was delivered, the middle-aged man brought it out.

The middle-aged man said with disgust, "Is this your specialty?"

Shopkeeper Zhao was taken aback: "This, this is all made by our chef Liu, who was the royal chef back then!"

"Change to a cook who is not a royal chef!" the middle-aged man said bluntly.

Is Chef Liu still despised? The shopkeeper Zhao was inexplicable, but he still went according to his words, but when he presented a new table of dishes, he asked the other party to withdraw again.

Shopkeeper Zhao was devastated: "Big brother, what kind of food does your son want to eat? Why don't you tell me, we will do it!"

The middle-aged man did not answer his words, but glanced at the Bai Yulou opposite, and said lightly, "Go and invite his cook."

Shopkeeper Zhao: "This..."

The middle-aged man looked at him with a cold gaze, and Shopkeeper Zhao's scalp went numb.

It was Chef Lu from Baiyulou. After seeing the dishes prepared by Feicuilou, Chef Lu had a vague idea in his mind. When he returned to Baiyulou, he didn't cook any complicated dishes, and only stewed a pot of winter bamboo shoots and crucian carp. soup.

These winter bamboo shoots and crucian carp were not bought at the market, but given by the little girl who sold salt.

The ingredients are very fresh, the winter bamboo shoots are tender enough to drip water, the crucian carp is fat enough to fry the cream, the soup is boiled into a fresh and thick milky white, there are no extra seasonings, only a few grains of Yu Wan’s snowflake salt are sprinkled , the umami of the fish soup was thoroughly hooked out.

The fish soup was presented to the man.

The man's slightly tired eyebrows stretched slightly when he smelled the fragrance of fish and bamboo shoots.

The middle-aged man did not expect that the man would react to this pot of fish soup, and his eyes lit up immediately: "This soup smells fresh and looks even fresher, I don't know how it will taste."

After all, the middle-aged man scooped a spoonful and tasted it for the man first: "Xian! It's fresh! It's even fresher than the fish soup in our house!"

There are no fancy seasonings, and the original taste of the ingredients is preserved, with the sweetness of bamboo shoots, and the salty and freshness of fish, but there is no trace of bitterness in the mouth. It seems that a rare tribute salt was used.

The middle-aged man didn't care why a small restaurant could use tribute salt that was not circulated among the people. He waited for a while, and after confirming that the soup was non-toxic, he gave the man a bowl: "Master, you can taste it. ."

The man took a sip.

"How?" the middle-aged man asked expectantly.

The man dropped the spoon: "No taste."

The middle-aged man sighed secretly.

To be honest, this fish soup is really good, but the young master is not being picky. He said that it has no taste, that is, he really did not taste the taste. After taking too much medicine, and then trying other things, I gradually lose the taste.

The three foods that everyone enjoys is a very painful thing for the young master.

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Sorry for making everyone wait so long, I was sent to the corner to draw small circles.