Chapter 211

In winter, there is nothing happier than eating hot pot. The colder it is, the more energetic it gets. Cangzhou in late October is not the coldest. However, many people are wearing thin cotton clothes. It is about three quarters. Two round wooden tables are set up in the corner of the hall on the ground floor of Xinyuan restaurant. Only one man is left to run the hall, and all the others are in high spirits Busy with all kinds of dishes with exquisite dishes on the table, the restaurant guests are curious to see what they are doing with some lettuce, that table is also strange, there is such a big hole in the middle, how can we eat?

"What's the taste? It's delicious."

"Aren't those chefs of Xinyuan? Why are they all out? "

"Is it the farmer who bought tens of thousands of mu of wasteland with shopkeeper Zhang? Are those wastelands bought by the owners behind Xinyuan

"You see, they have put all the small stoves and pots in the middle of the table. They want to cook and eat at the same time?"

"No matter what, it's really delicious. I want to go down and compete with them."

Xinyuan's sudden action made people confused. Although it was not lunch time, there were many customers in the shop. No matter who was sitting in the hall or in the private room, they were all attracted by the strong flavor of soup. Everyone looked at them curiously. There were two tables in the hotpot table, one table of red soup, and the other was the bottom of Yuanyang pot. There were several shredded dry peppers floating on the bottom of the red soup Tong's soup head makes people's appetite increase. The Yuanyang pot is red and white, just like the Chu River and Han Dynasty, with clear barriers and strong visual sense. Around the bottom of the pot, there are dense plates on the table, which are filled with uncooked lettuce, such as pig brain, duck intestines, duck blood, potato chips, Chinese cabbage and so on.

"It's delicious, Dad. How can I eat it?"

Ling Jingxuan followed Ling Jingxuan downstairs to take a hard breath of steamed buns, smashed his mouth and asked urgently. Ling Jingxuan shook his head funny and pulled him to the table of the mandarin duck pot. The clerk alertly sent two small bowls of white. Ling Jingxuan took the bowl, picked up the bottle containing sesame oil, poured a small half bowl of sesame oil, and put garlic, scallion, ground salt, chili noodles Wait for the seasoning and stir well before handing the bun.

"The hotpot is more delicious. When we eat hot pot, we should put the boiled food into the pot first, such as chicken feet, fat intestines, mushrooms, bean curd, etc., and then when the soup is boiled, we can eat some easily cooked dishes, such as duck intestine, fish slices, potato chips, etc., stir in the soup for a few times, and then we can eat the duck intestines when we see the duck intestines curl up Before eating, you should wrap it in a sesame oil dish, so that you won't burn your mouth and open your mouth to snacks. "

Ling Jingxuan said while demonstrating, holding a piece of hot duck sausage to the mouth of the steamed stuffed bun. The impatient little bun opened his mouth and bit the duck intestine. Before Ling Jingxuan loosened his chopsticks, he sucked the duck intestine into his mouth: "Hoo Hoo Good time, good time It's worthy of being a snack. You can't forget it while you're eating it

"It's my treat today. You're welcome to eat whatever you like."

Ling Jingxuan stood up to greet the chef and his staff. A group of people cheered happily and sat down one after another, learning from Ling Jingxuan's previous way to make dishes and cook dishes. The two tables were very busy. The steamed buns who had found out the trick were even more impolite to do it by themselves, picking up duck intestines and fillets of fish into the pot.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, have some. I'll go upstairs and eat with Sheng Rui and them."

With a satisfied glance around the coveted eyes of the crowd, Ling Jingxuan knows that his strategy has been successful. As soon as he leaves, those regular customers will surely ask shopkeeper Zhang about hotpot related matters. As for the pricing of soup base and dishes, shopkeeper Zhang will fix it naturally, and he doesn't need to worry about it himself.

"Good, good, you go up quickly." How could manager Zhang not see what he saw? Seeing that the hot pot hasn't been launched, it seems to arouse everyone's interest and appetite. Shopkeeper Zhang's face is going to wrinkle. In the past, once in winter, their business will decline. This year, I'm afraid it will increase instead of falling? It is worthy of Jingxuan, always come up with strange ways to make money.

"Baozi, it's time to go." When he turned around, he didn't know when xiaobaozi had already rolled up his sleeves. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing. It seemed that he never lost him in eating? Why does he always feel like he doesn't have enough to eat? Thanks to his daily practice of martial arts, or he would have grown into a meat ball.

"Wait, I'll take another bite, just one more bite..." The steamed buns are full of oil, and they don't look back. They know that they can go back to the private room, but they are reluctant to leave their chopsticks. Dad invented this eating method, which is so interesting that people want to bite off their tongue.

"Well, then you can eat with Uncle Zhang and Uncle Zhang. I can go up there?" Take this greedy little son can't help, Ling Jingxuan simply pretended to turn around, unexpectedly, the small steamed bun is nodding: "good, Dad, I'll go to you after eating, you don't run around!"

"Amount" Ling Jingxuan's forehead is black, this is to eat, even Lao Tzu do not want?

"Ah? Uncle Shan, come and eat the hot pot. It's delicious. "

Yan Shan, who was about to go upstairs, waved his chopsticks to greet him warmly. However, Yan Shan was so stiff that he almost didn't fall. After a long time, he said with black lines: "no, you don't have to eat, I'm not hungry."Grandma, he just heard the word "eat" and feel sick.

"Is it? It's a pity. It's really delicious. If you don't eat it, you'll regret it. "

Holding the dish bowl and biting the chopsticks head, the small steamed bun looked sorry. Yan Shan couldn't help but draw, and stammered: "I, I'll go up first."

At the end of the speech, Ya spread her legs and ran up. The speed was so fast that the naked eye could only see a string of shadows. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but gape. Yan Shan's shadow area in his heart was bigger than that of the inland sea, right?

"What's wrong with Uncle Shan?"

Small steamed stuffed bun is askew head, indistinct murmur, how a pair of evil spirits are chasing behind?

"Cough It's OK. He may have something urgent to do with your father. Take your time, little buns. Remember not to eat too spicy. You should listen to Uncle Zhang. After eating, you will come upstairs to find us. Do you know? "

Clear cough two strong suppress want to laugh of * *, Ling Jingxuan pretends to be rigorous knead his head, small bun smell speech also no longer tangle, clever nod: "good."

When he turned back, the little heartless man began to eat again. Ling Jingxuan sighed helplessly, whispered with shopkeeper Zhang and went upstairs. He finally recognized him. It is estimated that his position in his little steamed stuffed bun's heart will never surpass that of delicious food in his life.

When they finished the hot pot, it was almost noon. They all did not know how hungry they were. After eating, they did not want to move any more. Especially for the two steamed buns, the small steamed buns stopped talking. Even the big ones were full of food. The two bear children occupied the Imperial concubine's bed in the private room and lay on it in a big font. From time to time, they were still touching their round and rolling stomachs in step with each other Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan can't help crying and laughing.

As Ling Jingxuan didn't expect, many people indicated that they wanted to eat hot pot during lunch. Some even sent people home to call their families. Fortunately, the soup was ready-made, the ingredients and dishes were relatively complete, and all the tables and pots were pulled back. Shopkeeper Zhang asked people to replace half of the tables on the ground floor with hotpot tables, while the private rooms on the second floor were temporarily According to the needs of the guests, the business of Xinyuan was not good until about two minutes before Ling Jingxuan. During the period, because many people ordered fresh mushrooms, Ling Jingpeng went home to pull a large basket of mushrooms, so he didn't even have a nap.

"Dad, why do we buy cloth again? Sister Shuiling made two sets of thick cotton padded clothes for us two days ago."

When they got out of the restaurant and ate too much at noon, they didn't take a carriage. The family of four took Ling Jingpeng on foot. Because it was a fair, even though it was not time, there were still many people on the street. Ling Jingxuan directly took them to the ready-made clothes shop that he often patronized. He bought brocade cloth and cotton of six or seven colors to make clothes for his family. He chose it himself Cotton cloth, but the quality is better than the first time he bought it. He bought 300 kg of cotton at one time. Besides making cotton clothes, he should also prepare thick quilts for people. They follow him. In terms of material conditions, he will never treat them unfairly.

"Who thinks he has too many clothes? Didn't my father say in the morning that we're going out for a visit. One or two sets of clothes are certainly not enough. Besides, those satin are not all clothes for you. There are also the quilt fabrics for ye Nai and his family. "

He knew that big buns would have problems. Ling Jingxuan, who led him, was able to deal with the things he should buy. He always insisted that big steamed stuffed buns should be stingy, but they were also reasonable. As long as they were clear with him, he would not say much.

"Oh, that's what we should buy, Dad. Are we really going out to play? Where to play? "

As soon as we all have a share, father and dad are not spending money indiscriminately. Ling Wen is distressed, but he agrees, and turns to ask another question.

"Let's play in Cangzhou. The second uncle will have an exam next month. Let's come back to cheer on the second uncle. Our academy should be open almost. So we must come back at the end of the month or at the beginning of next month."

Whether he or the original owner, the farthest place he has been to is the county seat. He doesn't know where to have fun and what to play with. I'm afraid his man will lead the way. After all, this is his fiefdom.

"Well, Dad, where are we going next?"

Before they got on the carriage, it was obvious that their father and father had a destination. Ling Wen could not help wondering. Now uncle song is in charge of purchasing the necessary supplies at home. Should they not buy them one by one?

"Go to Liu Bao's to buy some people back. I think..."

"What? Buying people again? "

Ling Jingxuan's words were cut off by Lingwen's abrupt exclamation. All of them could not help but stop. At the same time, they attracted many passers-by's eyes. Ling Wen consciously lost his temper and blushed with shame. After half a sound, he took his father to the corner and whispered: "Daddy, don't we have many servants? Why buy people again? "

Are those people enough?

"What I want to buy this time is not an ordinary servant, Xiaowen. Do you remember what Dad told you? Your father's identity is not simple. We will leave sooner or later. Before that, I would like to arrange for them first, so that we can't find our own home when we come back. You know the temperament of Ye Nai. You are good-natured and lack of courage. Even if you don't talk about your father, our family will have to deal with the government in the future when our second uncle is in high school. Ye Nai can't always be like this I want to buy them some old men from big families and let them teach them the rules of milk. I'm not spending money. I can't save money. What's more, dad wants to cultivate a group of useful people for your father. I thought that, instead of recruiting people, I'd better buy a few dozen young men back to teach them. At least, their contract of selling themselves is in our hands I'm not afraid that they'll have a villain, don't you? "In fact, Ling Jingxuan didn't need to tell his son, but since he passed through to the present, he has not concealed anything from him. The same thing is true. He is their eldest son, and he will inherit the title. He hopes to cultivate him into a talent who can think in all aspects from a young age, and not stick to the bottom of a small well.

"Father, he Will it be dangerous in the future? "

The excited mood slowly calmed down. Ling Wen's eyes flashed and he whispered worried. Once he overheard that elder brother Yan called his father uncle Huang. Later, he quietly asked the second uncle. The second uncle said that it was the exclusive name of the royal family, and brother Yan was the prince. With Ling Jinghan's deliberate guidance, he had known for a long time that his father had already known He is the famous Prince Sheng of war god. However, because his father and father have not told him, he has not told anyone. He believes that when the right time comes, his father or his father will take the initiative to tell them.

"Yes, but Dad won't let him be in danger. Does Xiaowen believe dad?"

With Ling Jingxuan's shrewdness, can't you see his strange situation? Knowing that he might have guessed, Ling Jingxuan fondly touched his head and looked beyond his small shoulder to Yan Shengrui and others who were waiting for them in the distance. If he wanted to hurt him, he would have killed him. If it was an enemy country, he would not mind creating heat weapons that did not belong to this era and flatten the territory and cities of each other!

"Well!"

Looking up at his eyes, Ling Wen heavily nodded, to his father, he is 100% trust.

"Ha ha Then let's go, father. They are still waiting

The feeling of being trusted by his son is better than making more money. Ling Jingxuan pulls him back and walks step by step to his own man waiting for him in the opposite side.