'Three sides of the theater are open to the public. ' He wanted to know who were the gold spenders, but seeing that there were a few daisies', these words referred to the current location of the solanum radix. It was the location of the Republic of China during the red light days and green wine nights, bustling with noise and excitement.
The big red lanterns hung up on both sides and the tall memorial archways towered above them. Lin Bai looked at the pavilion in solanum radix. When ordinary people came to eat, they would have to line up using numbers. Liu Jingtian used the skin of a tiger as a flag, and acted as Old Man Liu's guest for the banquet. The already packed solanum radix gave these two a room to eat.
In the beginning, solanum radix did the business of cutting the mixed pork noodles and the buckwheat noodles, but later on it developed into a business that specialized in cooking mutton hotpot and fried vegetables.
However, ever since solanum radix had moved to the Palace Well, they had gradually distanced themselves from the market. At that time, there were still some dumplings and meatballs that ordinary people could eat. However, after all these years, they had gradually become places where people showed off their wealth and power.
Whether it was in terms of business or as a person, it was the same. There would always be a distinct pyramid that existed. Lin Bai knew that he did not have the ability to change the structure of this pyramid.
"Although now is not the time to eat mutton, coming over to try the solanum radix mutton is still not bad." Liu Jingtian smiled at the Lin Bai who had a look of surprise on his face.
The founder of solanum radix was a Muslim named Ding De Shan. In 1903, he started selling mutton noodles and buckwheat noodles as well as a pot of porridge in the East An Market. As business flourished, there were more lamb and fried vegetables, and a famous chef was poached from a competitor. From then on, the business grew.
Some people might think that it was an exaggeration to say that they had to line up for a meal. However, in the early thirties and forties, the solanum radix only used 50,000 kilograms of mutton for this season. The numbers would always give people a sense of shock, and it was also a clear indication of what was going on.
"This Ding De Shan really has the mind to do business. For a returning citizen to mingle in four or nine cities, and to be able to do such a great thing from a small shop, it can be said to be a legend." After Liu Jingtian entered the private room, he looked around at the decorations and sighed with emotion.
Lin Bai felt that the name was familiar, and was immediately startled, asking Liu Jingtian beside him: "Ding De Shan?"
"Yes, Ding De Shan is the founder of solanum radix, could it be that cousin do you know him?" Liu Jingtian smiled as he teased Lin Bai.
Lin Bai answered with a sunken voice, his expression full of shock: "I don't know him, but I've heard someone say that they've seen and spoken to him before."
Liu Jingtian originally thought Lin Bai was joking, but seeing the expression on Lin Bai's face, he felt that Lin Bai was not lying, so he asked in shock: "Cousin brother, how old are you talking about? solanum radix has a hundred and nine years of history, if this person had met Ding De Shan, then he would at least be a little over one hundred years old. "
Lin Bai laughed bitterly and shook his head, he did not reply, but his heart was filled with shock.
Back then, when he was travelling down the mountain with the old Maoshan Daoist, he had eaten a hotpot once. After the old Daoist finished eating, he sighed and said with a sigh that the hotpot's taste was not good. At that time, Lin Bai asked him where it tasted good mockingly. He said that he had met a Muslim in Beijing before, who made mutton was the best, and even helped him name a restaurant. The restaurant's name was somehow forgotten, but the person's name was actually Ding De Shan.
"Does the name of the restaurant in solanum radix mean 'everything is going well, from Jingdong'?"
How could Liu Jingtian understand these things? However, there was an introduction for the solanum radix written on the wall behind him. After roughly scanning it, he actually found what Lin Bai had said. Liu Jingtian's face tensed up, he swallowed his saliva, and asked Lin Bai: "Cousin brother, how old is this old deity that you are talking about?"
"I don't know, I've never heard him say how old he is." The bitterness and depression on Lin Bai's face grew even more intense.
He really didn't think that everything his Master had said was actually true, and he also didn't expect that he would walk to the place where his Master had once been. For a moment, he sighed deeply in his heart. He could not help but feel nostalgic for the old Daoist. He could not help but pick up the wine cup on the table and gulp down a few cups.
Liu Jingtian saw that Lin Bai's situation was not right, but he did not dare say anything more, and only played a joke: "Cousin, what dishes do you want? His lamb is different from the others, and they are divided in detail."
The lamb meat used in solanum radix was made up of the small tail sheep on the grassland of Xilingguo, Inner Mongolia. They were divided into five parts: the upper brain, the large trident, the small trident, the grinder and the cucumber strips. The sliced meat was even thinner, thinner, more uniform, more beautiful. One catty of mutton meat could cut out a hundred and eighty pieces of meat that were as thin as paper, as fine as crystal, as fine as silk and as beautiful as flowers.
In the end, Liu Jingtian decided to choose the cucumber strips for the rear legs of the sheep. Needless to say, when this piece of mutton meat was served, Lin Bai didn't think that it was mutton. Instead, he felt that it was crafts, placed inside a blue and white porcelain plate that was custom-made by Jing De Town.
This solanum radix had a reputation before. Back when Secretary of State Kissinger visited China, he had come to the solanum radix to taste the deliciousness of the meat. Having gotten used to frying food like the hamburger, the foreigner was stunned when he saw the piece of mutton. He praised that the meat was' an exquisite handicraft like a flower '.
When they started eating, Liu Jingtian was immediately struck dumb. Lin Bai was like a ferocious beast that had been starving for more than ten days, plate after plate of mutton was poured into his stomach, and solanum radix's plate was about the size of a plate of mutton was about a kilogram. But it was still not enough to take on the likes of Lin Bai. At the end, he waved his hand and had the waiter serve another ten plates, one plate for one catty. This was a total of ten catties.
Not only was Liu Jingtian dumbfounded, even the waiters at the side were stunned. After working in solanum radix for so many years, he had never seen anything like this before, but this was the first time he had seen someone who could eat like this. A plate of mutton eighty, ten plates would be eight hundred, luckily Liu Jingtian was not lacking in money, if it were anyone else, they would probably have cried while hugging Lin Bai.
"Cousin, how long has it been since you last ate? Or have you not eaten any meat in all these years?"
Liu Jingtian looked at the table that was completely swept clean and the stack of plates in front of Lin Bai. His face was no longer filled with shock, but instead, with a terrified expression. Ye Zichen stuffed the ten catties of mutton into his stomach. If his cousin's belly was full, then wouldn't he need his father to break both his legs when he went back?
"I've grown up on the mountain and hadn't eaten much in all the years I've traveled. The mutton is really too delicious! I just couldn't explain how much I wanted to eat!"
Lin Bai scratched his head, turned his head and gave Liu Jingtian a 'bashful' smile, looking extremely bashful, completely different from the previous old turtle's image. When the waiter, who was originally standing at the side, saw the expression on Lin Bai's face, he felt that he had been unreasonably shocked just now.
Liu Jingtian had seen Lin Bai's normal appearance before, how could he be deceived by him? She was only staring intently at Lin Bai's only son, afraid that his stomach would suddenly explode.
"This lamb taste is really good, no wonder the old thing said that the name he gave this restaurant was enough to ensure that they wouldn't fall over for a hundred years."
After eating his fill, Lin Bai's heart became a lot more at ease. Even when he recalled the matter of the old Daoist Priest, he felt extremely proud.
"Bullsh * t, go to the sky and give the solanum radix a name. Third Bro, help me look at the sky. Why are there so many monsters? "
Lin Bai's voice had always been relatively loud, and the soundproofing in the private box was average as well. When's words reached the outside, a sharp voice instantly spoke sarcastically.
Lin Bai frowned, and did not say a word. The attendant at the side pretended not to hear the sound and was about to clear up the items on the table. The door to a room was kicked open.
"Aiyo, this little brat must be the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. The two of them just ate so much, I can't help but complain that the cow flew into the sky!"
A group of youngsters walked in. They were all wearing black vests, and a few of them had tattoos on their thin shoulders. Lin Bai curled his lips and ignored them. He had seen many of these people in the martial arts world, but he did not expect that there would actually be someone like this in the Fourth or Ninth City with an emperor's heel.
"Why the f * ck am I saying that I don't have a room anymore? So it was because you two brats took it." Hurry up and get out of here, and give this man a place! " The leader, a young man with yellow hair, speared towards the seat of honor at the side of the table. He crossed his legs on the table and looked at Lin Bai as he grimaced in pain.
Lin Bai did not make a sound, and instead used a bit of strength from his feet, causing the table to crash towards the young man. The boiling hot oil, along with the broken pieces of the porcelain plate, shattered the entire room. The originally incomparably arrogant young man continued to cry and howl as the hot soup boiled in boiling oil. The group of young men behind him even stood straight, blankly staring at the room.
"How can you be like this? We're having a good meal and you're upsetting our table. How much did you spend on this table?" Lin Bai was shocked and angry at the same time. The expression on his face was clearly drawn and his face was filled with fear, as if he was not the one who had flipped the table just now.
Liu Jingtian was the type of person who has nothing to lose, the moment he heard Lin Bai's attitude, he immediately said: "Our table has already eaten more than 2000 yuan, adding the broken plate, we will at least have to accompany a few thousand no matter what."
Lin Bai shook his head, and looked at Liu Jing in disdain: "Look at the blisters on him, he is here to treat us, he is rich, we should at least ask for ten to twenty thousand."
The two brothers chatted for a while and then chatted with each other for a while, completely disregarding the group of people around them.
Lying on the ground, the young man was dumbfounded. He turned his head to look at the other people at the entrance and shouted at them, "What are you blanking out for? Hurry up and call Brother Kun over!"