Xiaodong asked Xiaodong to send Li Rong, who was seriously injured physically and mentally, to the county government office to wait for treatment by a doctor. Lao Feng, who was in mourning, took Xiao Han to a tavern on the street.
The tavern doesn't look big, after all, Jishui County is just a small county.
If a large-scale restaurant on Chang'an Street were opened here, the boss would probably have his brain kicked by a donkey!
In Xiao Han's impression, the tavern owner in ancient times must have been a well-rounded guy!
The one in Jishui County was certainly not bad either. The shop owner, who was dozing at the counter, accidentally saw the county official leading a richly dressed young man over. After a second, he came with the speed and posture of the flying man Liu Xiang. Stepped out from the counter! Like the wind, he rushed out of the store and came to Lao Feng.
"I've met the county magistrate, I've met this young man!" I have to say that the flattering look of the tavern owner made Xiao Han feel goosebumps all over his body. He smiled like a profiteer seeing a fat sheep!
Old Feng knew the tavern owner well at first sight, so he bowed his hand slightly in return, and then he smiled and cursed at the tavern owner: "Don't do this, this is the famous Xiao Hou! I'm here to treat you today, Ask your cook to put all the effort into packing the bottom of the box! If he doesn’t cook well, I won’t give him any money!”
"Is this Xiao Hou?" When the tavern owner heard Lao Feng's introduction, although he had already made some guesses in his mind, he was still surprised and quickly gave Xiao Han a long salute! A chubby face smiled like a flower:
"Ah? Are you Mr. Xiao Hou who skillfully solved the plague and selflessly donated good seeds? Oops! I'm so rude! You don't know that we Hanzhong people are all thinking of your great kindness! Even in my house, I support you. My immortal tablet! It’s so lucky for me to have you come to my place!”
Xiao Han didn't expect that the shop owner was really enthusiastic, and his tugging made him blush. He had no choice but to return the favor: "Where, where, praise, praise."
"I don't dare... I don't dare..." The shop owner shook his head. It looked like he was still going to delay, but Old Feng grabbed his arm and dragged him away: "If you don't dare, just leave quickly! Go and prepare a meal for us, and also want some good wine! Still want it! In that case, I won’t give you the money if you don’t want to!”
"Okay! Don't worry! It's hard for Xiao Hou to come here. The shop will definitely bring out the best things! And it won't charge a penny. You should thank Xiao Hou on behalf of us Hanzhong people!"
The boss rushed back to the tavern with a smile on his face, and soon there was the sound of chickens crowing and dogs jumping in the back kitchen.
Old Feng laughed, pulled Xiao Han into the tavern, and went straight up the stairs to a room near the window on the second floor without stopping.
Xiao Han entered this room and discovered that it turned out that this room was facing the sun! The room was a little warm under the midday sun. Old Feng took off his coat, threw it on a small screen, and warmly greeted Xiao Han to sit on the low couch near the window.
Restaurants in Chang'an no longer have anything like squats, and are replaced by high tables and chairs like Xiao Han's. After all, taking off your shoes when eating... It's okay if you meet a good one, but if you meet one with stinky feet, this Have you eaten yet?
However, from Xiao Han's point of view, the tavern in Hanzhong obviously did not know enough about these messages, and the room was still dressed in the most old-fashioned low-slung style.
Taking off his boots and sitting on the squat, Xiao Han shook his butt and felt uncomfortable all over...
My legs are sore when I cross my legs, and my legs hurt when I sit on my knees! If he straightened his legs, he would be pushing against Lao Feng. With his lowered head, his two big feet would not be able to eat, but if he sprinkled some vegetable soup, would he be braised pig's feet?
Old Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, saw Xiao Han's uncomfortable look. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately knew the reason. He smiled, got up again and went to the corner to get a low stool, which made Xiao Han calm down.
The waiter with a respectful look opened the door and came in to pour tea. It was the kind with lard, orange peel, nutmeg and other spices added!
When Xiao Han and Lao Feng saw the tea, they knew that the boss had spent a lot of money on it!
There are no spices produced in the Central Plains. They are all brought by Huzi from the Western Regions. They are sold like gold and ordinary people can't even see them! Xiao Han wanted to plant some at first, but the old man at home told him that the spices brought over by those beards had been roasted by fire, and they would not sprout even if they were planted for a hundred years! These damn profiteers!
However, although the tea in front of him was valuable, Xiao Han couldn't stand it and couldn't enjoy it.
Seeing Lao Feng squinting and drinking vigorously, Xiao Han's stomach began to feel sour. What is this old man's belly made of? You can drink tea, you can drink oil soup, but you can’t sort the trash cans? Awesome!
Watching Lao Feng boredly as he drank half a bowl of tea, there was a knock on the door, and the owner of the shop with a flattering look came personally carrying the dishes.
It must be said that the rules for VIP treatment are the same as those of ancient times and modern times!
The county magistrate and the prince of the country come to visit together, the treatment is different! Not only the tea leaves, but also the dishes are different.
The soup cooked by a few unknown fish is steaming hot and fragrant! Then there was a whole roast chicken, stewed duck, mutton, and several plates of meat that Xiao Han couldn't recognize. As for vegetables? Sorry, no!
How can you eat vegetables when a distinguished guest comes to your door? If you really serve a table of vegetables, are you treating your distinguished guests like rabbits? Aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face?
A table full of dishes was placed in front of him, and Xiao Han was indeed hungry. He had been running around and beating up people all morning. It was really hard!
You are not polite at the moment, just pick up the chopsticks and have a feast! I don’t know whether it was because he was hungry or because the craftsmanship of this store was really good. Anyway, Xiao Han was very satisfied with his meal!
At the end of the meal, not even half of the dishes on the table were eaten. Xiao Han felt his stomach and burped. He was about to pack it up when he saw the shop owner mysteriously bringing two more cups of soup and carefully sharing them with Xiao Han. Lao Feng took one portion each, and then gestured for the two of them to taste it.
"This is..." Lao Feng fiddled with the small discs in the soup a few times with his chopsticks, and looked at the shop owner in surprise. The chubby shop owner gave him a knowing look, and Lao Feng immediately smiled obscenely. stand up.
"Old crooked guy!" Xiao Han looked at Old Feng's strange smile, curled his lips, lowered his head and took a sip of soup.
This cup of soup tastes a bit strange. It lacks flavor and taste, as if there is no salt. It is simply not on the same level as the delicious fish soup I just drank!
This kind of thing can be used as a finale dish. Either the chef is clever, or the ingredients are really precious!
"What on earth is this?" Xiao Han couldn't help his curiosity, put down the soup cup and asked the shop owner.
"You don't know?" What surprised Xiao Han was that Lao Feng and the shop owner actually looked over together, with strange eyes.
"Why should I know!" Xiao Han felt increasingly strange.
Seeing that Xiao Han's expression didn't seem to be fake, the shop owner started to mutter in his heart and asked Xiao Han cautiously: "Isn't Xiao Hou a good hand at flowers? How come he doesn't even recognize such good things?"
"A good player in Huajian? Who started this rumor?" When Xiao Han heard this, he almost became angry!
Although he really wants to be a veteran of this kind of flower room, at least we are also the best young people in the new era!
How can you admit to something that damages your reputation... Bah, how can you agree to it? Besides, if she let Xue Pan and her gentle-looking but domineering brother listen, would she still be alive? ! Xue Shou couldn't find someone to destroy him?
