Chapter 140 Shrimp
In the end, Wei Wen did not resist Zhu Hanshuang's persuasion, and nodded in agreement.
Zhu Hanshuang said: "You should try it if you don't have an appetite. If it tastes delicious, you can bring some back to the princess."
It was this sentence that moved Wei Wen.
Zhu Hanshuang slightly raised the corners of his lips after Wei Wen nodded.
There is a restaurant she must go to, and it is certainly more convenient to be with the princess than alone.
She is everyone's noble daughter after all, going to the tavern to eat alone is a bit eye-catching, what if she leaves a frivolous impression on King Kaiyang?
It would be different if it was handed over to a handkerchief whose status was higher than hers.
What's more, she heard that many noble girls have been there together.
The two rushed to Qingxing Street and stopped outside an ordinary-looking restaurant.
"Is this a wine shop?" Wei Wen was a little shocked when she saw the drinkers coming in and out.
With her eyesight, of course, she could see that these people were either rich or noble, and even recognized a few familiar faces.
"Hey, aren't those two granddaughters of Wang Shaoqing of Taipusi, they are also here." Zhu Hanshuang said flatly, with a more casual attitude.
The Shaoqing of Taipusi is only a fourth-rank official, and he really can't be ranked in the capital. His girl is naturally nothing in the eyes of noble girls like Zhu Hanshuang.
There are very few gatherings, and the two sides have intersections.
"Go in first." Wei Wen said softly as she saw people coming and going.
The two walked to the door and were stopped by Hongdou.
"I'm sorry, two guest officers, our restaurant's account number for today has been sent out."
"Issuing the number?" Zhu Hanshuang was taken aback.
Although Hongdou hated Zhu Hanshuang in his heart, he was able to calm down after being a waiter for so long, and explained: "Our restaurant only accepts ten tables of guests at night, and if there are more guests, we will have to wait until tomorrow."
This is the new rule that the girl set after a few of them desperately advised.
There are too many rice buckets here, what do these hard-working people eat?
The girl in plain clothes by the counter noticed the movement at the door and glanced outside.
Seeing that it was Wei Wen, Luo Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
After waiting for so long, the big fish did not come, so it would be nice to have a small shrimp first.
Daughter has eaten it, but still worried that the father will not come to eat it?
As for the evening market only accepting ten tables of drinkers, of course it was not decided because of the troubles of Hongdou and others, but because she had planned it long ago.
She opened this restaurant not to make money, but to kill people.
So the high price was set from the beginning, and the drinkers were directly defined as either rich or expensive, and even these people couldn't afford to come to eat from time to time.
There are as many rich or noble people in the capital as a cow's hair. She washes her hands and makes soup, and she doesn't serve them every day.
For example, after Zhao Shangshu and others were frenzied at the beginning, the purse calmed them down, and they haven’t come these days.
However, the reputation of the restaurant has already been established, so there is no need to worry about new customers coming to the door.
People depend on food, and they can never go wrong.
Observing these days, the limit of ten tables is just right.
Sometimes ten tables are not full in one night, and some people run empty like today.
Zhu Hanshuang had already caught a glimpse of the scarlet figure sitting alone in the corner of the lobby, so she was not willing to leave like this, and immediately her face darkened: "Limited to ten tables? I've never heard of a wine shop with a limited number."
"Sorry, that's the way our restaurant is." Hong Dou explained with a straight face, "The restaurant is small, the lobby can only seat six tables, and the private room only has one table. Once the seats are full, those who come back will have to wait for the previous people to finish eating. In this way, when the second group of guests finish their drinks, it will be time for the restaurant to close."
Get rid of these idiots, so they can have a good meal.
At this time, Kouer blessed the two girls: "The two guests can go in."
The two girls looked over and hurriedly bowed to Wei Wen.
One of them asked Zhu Hanshuang politely: "Miss Zhu told us to do something?"
Zhu Hanshuang smiled reservedly: "I came late with the princess, I don't know—"
Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the crimson figure. She wanted to ask if she could give them the number, but she changed her mind when she said: "I wonder if we can share a table?"
Asking for an account would seem domineering in his eyes.
What else could the two girls say, but they agreed without hesitation.
The four of them happened to sit at a square table.
After Kouer reported the name and price of the dish, Zhu Hanshuang endured the shock and asked Wei Wen: "What does the princess want to eat? I will be the host today."
She heard that this restaurant was extremely expensive, but she never expected it to be so expensive.
"Just a plate of duck tongue in sauce, a plate of coir raincoat cucumber, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles." Wei Wen really has no appetite these days. Stimulated by the smell of wine and vegetables in the lobby, she randomly ordered a few refreshing dishes.
"Add another piece of braised beef, a plate of crystal meat, and a piece of mackerel dumplings." Zhu Hanshuang smiled and looked at the two girls, "What do you two eat?"
The older girl hurriedly said: "Miss Zhu, don't worry about us."
Zhu Hanshuang breathed a sigh of relief, her face was still calm and calm: "Dining at the same table, is it still billed separately? The two Wang girls can order whatever they want, and they will be counted together in the account of the Duke's Mansion."
The two girls insisted on refusing.
Zhu Hanshuang thought to herself that she was sensible, but it was more pleasing to the two of them.
"Those two Wang girls, please help yourself."
The two girls were obviously relieved, and the older girl said to Kouer, "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles and a plate of coir raincoat cucumbers are enough."
A bowl of Yangchun noodles costs five taels of silver, and a dish of coir raincoat cucumber costs three taels of silver. It costs more than a dozen taels of silver, which is not a small amount for them.
The monthly money of their sisters is only two taels, which already includes things like reciprocating with the little sisters.
Miss Dawang looked at her younger sister with a gentle expression.
They all said that there was a restaurant with delicious food and wine, and she wanted to invite her sister to have a taste.
It's a pity that I have a lot of money, so I can only eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles.
If the taste is really as good as the rumors, she will invite her sister to eat when she has enough money after the new year, and she will also eat stewed beef and crystal meat.
Keer wrote it down, and smiled sweetly at Zhu Hanshuang: "Do you want to try the orange wine? This is exclusively brewed by our restaurant. It is clear and clear, and has an excellent taste. It is completely different from the orange wine you often drink."
"Then have a pot of orange bar." Zhu Hanshuang's heart was bleeding, and his face was light.
"Alright, wait a moment, everyone."
But when Kerr greeted the guests at this table, the plain-clothed girl sitting at the counter disappeared.
"Xiu Gu, let me make a small dish." Luo Sheng, who appeared in the back kitchen at some time, said.
Xiuyue stepped aside and asked casually, "What is the girl going to do?"
"Amber melon."
Xiuyue narrowed her eyes.
Amber melon?
There are several ways to make winter melon, all of which can be called amber melon, but in her mind there is only one real amber melon.
The cook who taught the princess how to cook this dish once said that there are no more than three people in the whole Nandihui, one is her master, one is her senior brother, and the other is her.
"Miss, are you going to cook tomorrow's new dish?"
The real amber melon needs at least four hours to complete.
"No, I will serve it to a table of guests later, so I have to use a tricky method. Although the taste is not good, it can still be eaten."
Xiuyue's heart trembled.
Good morning.
(end of this chapter)