Chapter 117 Another copy
The man is very young, wearing a crimson robe that makes his skin like jade, and dims the brightness of the lobby a bit.
The female shopkeeper was terrified.
Today, there are quite a few customers who come and go just out of curiosity and don’t drink alcohol. This is the first one who is more handsome than the waiter in the store.
Shi Yan passed by, whispering: "Master—"
Wei Han frowned: "Why are you here?"
Shi Yan shrank his shoulders subconsciously, and said with a smile: "Miss Luo opened the restaurant today, and I am here to help."
Being asked by the master, why do you feel like you are not doing your job properly?
No, he has to be firm in his beliefs, being a waiter in a shop is much more serious than raising geese!
"Since you are helping, do your part." Wei Han said lightly.
Shi Yan hurriedly changed his words: "Guest officer, please, what would you like to eat?"
He is also very serious about raising geese, and every day he will send letters back to the palace, telling his master about the big and small things that happened in Luo's mansion.
Sure enough, Miss Luo's restaurant opened today, and the master came to join her.
"Sanhuo, is this guest officer an acquaintance of yours?" The female shopkeeper looked at her words and thought that this person who came in might be able to keep a bowl of Yangchun noodles, so she approached her attentively.
"Ah—" Shi Yan didn't think about how to introduce for a while.
The female shopkeeper smiled like a spring breeze: "Since you are an acquaintance of Sanhuo, then it will be cheaper for the guest officer."
"Thank you, no need." Wei Han said lightly.
The female shopkeeper couldn't help but look at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan also said: "It's really unnecessary."
The way the female shopkeeper looked at Shi Yan suddenly changed.
I didn't expect this guy to have the talent to be a profiteer, and he specializes in killing people.
"What does the guest officer want to eat?" Shi Yan asked like Sheng Saburo.
"What's there?" Wei Han asked casually as his eyes swept over the girl sitting lazily not far away.
"Uh, roasted pig's head. A plate of roasted pig's head costs fifteen taels of silver, and a whole roasted pig's head costs only one hundred taels."
The female shopkeeper raised her eyes to the sky.
Come on, she also wants to recommend a bowl of Yangchun noodles for five taels of silver. Now that's it, the guests who finally sat down will be scared away by the roasted pig's head.
Wei Han held his teacup calmly, but in fact he was struggling between a plate of roasted pig's head and a roasted pig's head.
A whole one is not too much to eat, but it seems a bit much.
But it shouldn't taste like much.
Wei Han is not someone who cares about others' opinions, not to mention that most of these people in the lobby have seen his appetite.
"A roasted pig's head."
"Okay." Shi Yan responded, turning his head and shouting loudly, "A roasted pig's head—"
The female shopkeeper was stunned, suspecting that the man had misheard, she confirmed, "Guest officer, do you want a whole roasted pig's head?"
Wei Han thought for a while and said, "If it's not enough, let's talk."
The female shopkeeper: "..."
Soon a loud voice came: "Here comes the roasted pig's head—"
Seeing Sheng Sanlang walking quickly with a sweat towel on his shoulders, carrying a tray, he put the tray on the table when he got close, and lifted the long copper cover, and a strange fragrance immediately wafted in the lobby.
The long wooden board is covered with a layer of fine white oil paper, and a red and oily pig's head with sauce is placed on it.
Beside them are two porcelain plates.
The long porcelain plate is divided into several compartments, and the emerald green melon strips, thin shredded green onions, and beautifully colored sweet sauce are placed one by one.
There is a stack of paper-thin spring pancakes stacked on a round plate.
The female shopkeeper didn't worry when she saw that the roasted pig's head was already on the table, and warmly introduced: "If the guest officer drinks, he can just cut it with a knife and eat it with a knife. A mouthful of pork head meat and a mouthful of wine will not be exchanged for even a god. If the guest officer doesn't eat For wine, Xiaoer will slice the roasted pig’s head into thin slices for you, wrap them in spring pancakes and serve with melon strips, shredded green onions and sweet sauce, and you won’t change it for an immortal…”
Drooling Sheng Saburo glanced at the female shopkeeper.
He suspected that the female shopkeeper had eaten behind his back!
"A jug of wine." Wei Han looked at the long board that took up half of the table, and then thought about the fact that it only cost a hundred taels of silver, which made him feel unreal.
The female shopkeeper hurriedly said: "A pot of wine is thirty taels of silver, if you eat a small bowl, ten taels is enough..."
Make it clear, so you don't have to fight at the checkout.
Wei Han understood.
A jug of wine only has three small bowls.
"Then let's have two pots."
The female shopkeeper was confused for a moment, and decided not to talk much.
It turns out that this one, like the owner, is a good owner.
Speaking of which, what is the origin of this guest?
Hongdou brought up two jasper pots and said with a smile: "Guest officer, we still have Yangchun noodles in the restaurant today. After you eat the roasted pig's head and drink, you can have another bowl of Yangchun noodles. It only costs five taels of silver a bowl."
Wei Han couldn't help looking at Luo Sheng.
Luo Sheng smiled: "Does the guest officer feel that the quality is good and the price is cheap?"
The female shopkeeper stroked her forehead.
Even if this guest officer is not short of money, he can't open his eyes and talk nonsense.
Wei Han smiled back: "It's really good and cheap."
A bowl of Xaozi noodles for one hundred taels of silver, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles for five taels of silver.
This discriminatory treatment, he noted it down.
The female shopkeeper silently walked back to the counter and began to be in a daze.
She may really not be suitable to be the shopkeeper...
Wei Han picked up the knife placed next to the roasted pig's head, cut off a piece of pig's head and put it in his mouth, his eyebrows stretched.
Fragrant but not greasy, full of five flavors.
"Is it delicious?" Sheng Sanlang stood by the table, swallowing his saliva and asked.
Wei Han nodded reservedly, then cut off a piece of pork head and ate it, feeling the delicious taste of glutinous and soft.
Sheng Saburo almost cried.
How delicious it is, can you tell me in detail.
"Sheng San, don't you go to the back kitchen to see." The female shopkeeper couldn't help fulfilling the responsibility of the shopkeeper.
What does it look like for a waiter in a shop to stand beside a customer and drool!
Sheng Saburo couldn't care less about taking care of the shopkeeper, and he said enviously, "You are the first diner to eat the roasted pig's head made by your cousin."
Wei Han's unstoppable knife paused for a rare moment, and looked at Luo Sheng.
He is the first person to eat the roasted pig's head made by Miss Luo?
The girl sitting leisurely not far from the counter smiled: "The diners who came in before thought it was expensive."
Wei Han: "..."
With a blank face and drooping eyes, he continued to eat the roasted pig's head.
Sheng Saburo and Shi Yan just stood by the table, watching eagerly.
So much so that when Zhao Shangshu smelled the aroma and brought Lin Teng into the door, his first reaction was: this restaurant is thoughtful enough, there are two waiters serving each diner.
Then, Zhao Shangshu recognized who was buried in the pig's head.
"My lord?" Zhao Shangshu raised his foot and walked over with a look of surprise.
Tsk tsk, Governor Luo even invited King Kaiyang to be a babysitter?
Zhao Shangshu has already learned from Jin Linwei who sent the letter that this restaurant is opened by Miss Luo.
To put it bluntly, Governor Luo just invited him to support his beloved daughter.
However, Lin Teng didn't know.
Zhao Shangshu walked a few steps and found that Lin Teng hadn't followed, so he turned around wondering.
"Lin Teng, what are you doing there, why don't you come over to say hello when you see the prince?"
Lin Teng only saw the plain-clothed girl with quiet eyebrows not far away, and he was extremely horrified.
Miss Luo didn't just talk about it, she really opened a wine shop!
Then he has thrown himself into a trap, what if Miss Luo asks him to bring her cousin over later?
Wei Han glanced at Lin Teng, and frowned slightly: "Shangshu Zhao is also here to drink?"
Zhao Shangshu said with a smile: "I'm so busy that I haven't eaten at this time, so I came here following the scent. I didn't expect to meet the prince by chance. The prince appreciates the face and has a drink together, and the next official treats you."
Anyway, Governor Luo paid the money, and it would be nice to borrow flowers to present Buddha.
Wei Han took a deep look at Lin Teng and nodded, "Okay."
Although he is not short of money for the meal, it is also nice to have someone treat him.
Zhao Shangshu asked Lin Teng to sit down together.
Sheng Saburo and Shi Yan are still drooling, so they are useless.
Hongdou and Kouer stood behind Luo Sheng eating melon seeds, but it was useless.
The poor female shopkeeper was still dizzy, and she didn't forget to serve bowls and chopsticks to the two new diners.
Prince? Shangshu?
God, what kind of wine shop does the new owner open.
Zhao Shangshu knew at a glance that the roasted pig's head on the table was suitable for his teeth, so he picked it up and picked it up.
"I've already eaten this one, Zhao Shangshu might as well ask for another one."
Zhao Shangshu felt that he couldn't eat a portion of roasted pig's head at his age, and thought that Lin Teng would share it, so he said, "Xiao Er, serve another portion according to the prince's order."
The roasted pig’s head was served and he took two bites. Zhao Shangshu pointed to Lin Teng who was eating hard: “Give him another portion.”
In the past two days, I took my child to the hospital, and the extremely hot weather contributed half of the critical strikes. I am exhausted physically and mentally, asking for comfort.
(end of this chapter)