After more than half a year of polishing, Luo An has seen many big scenes.
Although he was surprised at this time, he had basically calmed down.
"Chengdu people are too warm and hard-working." He told Luo Jing, "Give them each a wooden sign and they will all eat for free."
"Brother, no, this restaurant will be destroyed." Luo Jing begged.
Luo An glared at Luo Jing and said, "What's the matter? There are Jintang County Restaurants supporting us."
In fact, Luo An had no idea, but he knew that the Zhishi, the Fourth Division, and the Chengdu Mansion were here. This was definitely not a joke.
Seeing that Luo An was still unmoved, Luo Jing turned her head to another person.
He asked the accounting manager: "Accounting officer, do you think the restaurant will be destroyed by these people?"
Next to the door is the cashier counter with several abacuses on it.
The manager pulled out the abacus a few times and said with a wry smile: "This time the loss is huge."
"You're doing the right thing. We just want to let each other know the strength of Jingyuan Restaurant." After knowing this, Zhao Ping from the private room on the third floor nodded.
He did not directly interfere with the behavior of Jingyuan Restaurant, but wanted to see Luo An's arrangements for this matter.
Fortunately, Luo An has weathered many storms and seems to have handled the situation well so far.
The diners are uneasy. After all, there are too many people in the square. Can the restaurant be free?
Unexpectedly, the restaurant announced that anyone who lined up here last night could enjoy free meals.
All the diners couldn't help but be overjoyed. They saluted and thanked the restaurant one after another, and congratulated each other!
These diners came to the lobby on the first floor and sat down in the order given by the restaurant.
Finally, the long-awaited food finally arrived, but it was not the roasted pork, twice-cooked pork, etc. that diners expected.
But they have never tasted New Year’s taro tofu, roasted duck with taro, cold noodles with taro, taro mixed with coriander, fungus mixed with taro, roasted taro with duck blood, etc.
These diners couldn't help but be stunned. They had never eaten it before and didn't know how to taste it.
Suddenly, a diner pointed at the fairy taro system on the Eight Immortals table, stood up and said loudly: "This is not a fairy taro, but a monster taro. The monster taro is poisonous, and the restaurant wants to poison everyone."
Not only did he say this, but the people at his table also said that it was made from monster taro, which was poisonous and they dared not taste it.
The voices of these diners were so loud that they immediately spread to every corner of the hall.
Luo Jing didn't expect this situation to happen and couldn't help but get angry. Didn't this person come to destroy the reputation of Jingyuan Restaurant?
He took off his clothes and tied up his sleeves, and wanted to lead people to drive away this table.
Luo An hurriedly grabbed Luo Jing, shook his head and said, "It's easy to drive people away, but it's difficult to restore your reputation."
"What should we do?" Luo Jing's eyes were filled with fire.
Luo An looked upstairs and said, "The young man didn't say anything, so I won't care about it for now."
In fact, Luo An was very anxious. If you don't come out, Xiaolangjun, things would get worse.
Perhaps as he expected, Zhao Ping came down from the private room upstairs with the sound of footsteps.
Zhao Ping ignored the arrogant shouts of the diners and looked outside.
"The Marshal is here!" Following a shout from outside the restaurant, Zhao Ping hurried out to greet him.
Yu Jie's laughing voice came from outside: "Ping'er, I must be late."
Zhao Ping took a look at the source of the sound. Not only was Yu Jie coming, he was also followed by Zhu Wenbing, Qin Yulong, Nan Tian, Yang Wu, Wang Jian, Wang Weizhong, the Ran brothers, Zhang Yu and other civil and military generals.
Although they did not speak, they all nodded to Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping hurried forward, bowed, and said to Yu Jie and others: "Uncles Weng Weng, you are here neither early nor late, it is just right."
After speaking, Zhao Ping made a gesture of invitation to Yu Jie, Wang Jian and others.
"Ping'er, I haven't tasted your fairy taro series for a long time." Yu Jie stroked his beard and said, "Now I can smell the fragrance again, I can't wait."
The two drunkards Wang Jian and Wang Weizhong kept twitching their noses, and then each patted Zhao Ping's shoulder with one hand.
"Ping'er, I only smell the aroma of vegetables, not the aroma of wine." The two looked at each other and said, "If there is no fine wine, I will go back."
The strength of the two men was so strong that Zhao Ping almost kept control and said hurriedly: "How can we forget the wine for these two gentlemen? We have already prepared everything. Please come to the private room upstairs!"
After Zhao Ping led Yu Jie up, Luo An said to several nursing homes: "Since those villains don't like food, let them get out now and reject such villains forever!"
Several nursing staff immediately stepped forward, picked up these evil guests without any explanation, and threw them directly into the square.
These evil guests originally wanted to struggle, but their strength was not as good as their popularity, so they were all held up by the nursing home.
All the diners witnessed this process with their own eyes and cast contemptuous glances at the evil guests at this table.
Yu Jie saved Sichuan from the iron hooves of the barbarians and was loved by Sichuan people.
Even the commander-in-chief said taro is a delicacy, why does it become poisonous in your eyes?
You clowns are as ugly as you want to be.
Some sharp-eyed people could see that these people were not city foxes and they were brave enough to even spit at them.
They were about to fight back when they saw people queuing up in the square tucking up their clothes and tying up their sleeves, preparing for a big fight.
Without him, these urban foxes and social rats have greatly damaged the image of diners.
Indeed, the Land of Abundance gave people a cowardly image, but that was before the invasion of the barbarians.
The barbarians invaded without any courage, and their bodies were already gone.
The restaurant is generous and generous, allowing everyone to taste such delicacies for free.
Not only are you ungrateful, but you are slandering the restaurant for poisoning the diners. How can we tolerate your unjust behavior?
There are also righteous people among the diners, and even more heroic people.
Seeing that the public was furious, these urban foxes and rats had no choice but to get up from the ground and slunk away.
Moreover, they will have no chance to taste delicious food here in the future, and Jingyuan Restaurant will always reject them.
Some flowery arms were dejected and thought: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have asked the other party to be so patient!"
Zhao Ping took Yu Jie to the private room on the second floor and sat down according to his duties.
The old rule is to sit separately according to official duties and civil and military duties.
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing naturally sat at the upper table, Qin Yulong and Yang Wu sat at the lower table, and of course Zhao Ping had to accompany him at the last table.
While Yu Jie was eating, he kept praising Xianyao for its new product.
After five dishes and three rounds of wine, Yu Jie casually asked: "Ping'er, are you holding a poetry, calligraphy and painting tea party in the village this time?"
"Thank you, gentlemen, for making the village famous." Zhao Ping immediately saluted, looked at Nan Tian and returned to Yu Jie and said.
"I heard that not only the literati are here, but also many ladies. You are of great honor." Yu Jie looked at Zhao Ping and said meaningfully.
Zhao Ping made a big fuss. He only invited literati and did not expect some ladies.
"Yu Wengweng, this boy really didn't expect this situation to happen." Zhao Ping could only answer like this.
Yu Jie looked at Zhao Ping, smiled slightly, and then asked: "Is there a young lady you like?"
"No, no, I was focused on getting this matter done at the time and didn't notice this." Zhao Ping explained hurriedly.
Qin Yulong turned pale at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
But Yu Jie's next words made him fearful again. He asked: "Are you married?"
Zhao Ping replied smoothly: "Ping'er is young and has not considered these things yet."
"Okay!" Yu Jie couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling.
Every word and action of the great man had a profound meaning, but it was a pity that Zhao Ping did not understand the meaning.
However, the people sitting here heard something else, meaning that Yu Jie might be a matchmaker with Zhao Ping, and might even introduce his relatives to Zhao Ping.
Yang Wu glanced at Qin Yulong, who couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
After the diners finished eating, some of them left with satisfaction.
But some people stayed and waited for their reward.
The people who left said that this reward is fake, why haven't they been given out yet?
At midnight in the afternoon, the long-awaited reward event began.
Luo An announced the start of the reward event with an object that no one had ever seen before.
Everyone was shocked, what is this thing, so powerful?
Although the hall is large and can accommodate more than fifty tables, this thing made shopkeeper Luo's voice spread throughout this corner.
It turned out to be the legendary microphone of Zhaojiazhuang, and it was indeed extraordinary when I saw it today.
Shopkeeper Luo’s first question is: “Where does today’s fairy taro delicacy come from?”
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Fei Guang immediately raised his hand and answered: "Eternal Village."
He often reads newspapers, so of course he knows about this.
"Correct answer! Ten free tasting opportunities will be awarded, limited to one table each time." Luo An announced on the spot.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaim, you must be so lucky.
We have worked hard to wait here all night to get one chance, but if you say a word, you will have ten chances immediately.
Fei Guang's parents had tears in their eyes. Their son was promising. Not only could he make money, but he could also satisfy his family's food requirements.
Shopkeeper Luo’s second question is: “What is the taro made of?”
Of course everyone knows this, and everyone rushes to answer it.
As a result, a boy named Lan Erlang grabbed it and got ten free meals.
"What is Qiongjiang Yuye wine made of?" This is shopkeeper Luo's third question.
Of course everyone knows this, but a man named Li Silang snatched the answer: "Made by Yao Yao!"
"If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded with ten pounds of wine." Luo An announced.
Li Silang's answer aroused the jealousy of many people. These ten kilograms of fine wine are worth at least five copper coins.
"What's another name for Eternal Village?" Luo An asked again.
This one was relatively unfamiliar. Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Utopia!" Fei Guangda replied loudly.
"The reward will be ten kilograms of wine!" Luo An announced.
But when I saw him dressed as a scholar, I finally understood.
He often reads newspapers and has a good memory. Of course he knows how to draw conclusions from Zhao Ping's "Poetry on Peach Blossoms".
Moreover, he also participated in the poetry, calligraphy and painting tea party last time, and he really thought it was a paradise.
Since Yu Jie led the Ran brothers, Wang Jian, Qin Yulong and others to personally taste it and break the rumors, monster taro has entered the eyes of ordinary people.
What's more, the restaurant holds similar effective Q&A sessions from time to time to let Chengdu people understand the great uses and origin of demon taro.
The people in the Eternal Village were even more delighted. In the past, they built the village to avoid barbarians and kept it secret so that no one knew about it.
Now the mountain village has gained a reputation as a paradise with mountains and water, and people go to the mountains to visit them one after another.
One thing these tourists like is the Shanzhai Yamen, where they have a feeling of overlooking all living beings.
They like to go boating on Taoyuan Lake, recite poetry and paint while sipping tea.
The scholar-tourist was happy, but the other man was extremely uncomfortable.
