"Extremely welcome." Liu Mingquan immediately expressed his stance after being stunned.
He originally thought that Tai students were involved, but he didn't expect that there were now Lin'an Prefecture officials involved.
Without official involvement, it remains at the private level.
The ultimate goal of building the Ewang Temple is to get official recognition and recognition from the court.
If there are officials involved, the nature will be different, indicating that officials already think it is a very meaningful thing.
You must know that the construction of the Ewang Temple was against the entire civil servants of the court. To get the recognition of the civil servants was tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.
The military generals of the Song Dynasty were so sad, but the government was controlled by civilian officials.
If this were not the case, how could a traitor like Qin Hui kill King E on unfounded charges?
Mei Shou couldn't help but be overjoyed. He was just testing it out, but he didn't expect to get Liu Mingquan's response.
Mei Shou then frowned and said worriedly: "I'm just a civil servant and don't know anything about architecture. The only person who really understands it is Jiang Dianli."
"Does Zi Cao mean that it would be best to bring Jiang Dianli in?" When Liu Mingquan heard this, he immediately understood what Mei Shou was thinking.
Mei Shou nodded and continued with some embarrassment: "However, Jiang Dianli is not able to control himself. He is a member of the palace."
"Zicao, do you mean that Jiang Dianli is very important?" Liu Mingquan thought for a while, wanting to understand the situation, and asked tentatively, "What does he think of the Ewang Temple?"
"Jiang Dianli agrees that the E King's temple fair will be famous throughout the ages, but his future is in the hands of the royal family, and he is uncertain." Mei Shou informed him of the situation.
Liu Mingquan thought about it and suddenly understood what Jiang Zheng was really thinking.
After all, Jiang Zheng was not an official, but a petty official, and his future and destiny were completely in the hands of the royal family.
He is the spy of the governor of Lin'an Prefecture. On the surface, he is controlled by Mei Shou, but in fact he is here to supervise the construction of the Ewang Temple and also supervise Mei Shou, the official.
Liu Mingquan thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Does Jiang Dianli have any ideas about Jintang County and West County of Lingquan County?"
After all, Lin'an is at the foot of the emperor. Although Jintang County, Lingquan County, and Xi County are good, they are too remote, four or even five thousand miles away from Lin'an.
"I don't know." Mei Shou put down his teacup, looked at Liu Mingquan, and answered unhurriedly.
As long as you don't object, it seems that the important thing is to lobby Chiang Zheng.
Thinking of this, Liu Mingquan bowed his hand and said, "Zicao, please drink tea slowly. I'd like to excuse you, but I want to ask Jiang Dian."
"This drunken spring breeze is good. It's already late autumn now, and the green seems to be still in spring in March. I'm just drinking tea. Please come to Mingquan." Mei Shou made it clear that he didn't want to get involved.
Of course you have to rely on yourself for this, Liu Mingquan thought about it.
He came to the cabin next door and saw Jiang Zheng also drinking Chunfeng tea with all his heart.
How can two people communicate with each other if they don't have a close relationship?
Seeing Jiang Zheng drinking tea wholeheartedly, Liu Mingquan had an idea.
He picked up the teapot and added water to Jiang Zheng while casually asking: "Does Jiang Dian like to be drunk by the spring breeze?"
"Exactly, this Zui Chunfeng is indeed magical. Although it is already late autumn, its tea leaves are still as fresh as spring in March." Jiang Zheng watched Liu Mingquan add water and looked him up and down, then looked at Zui Chunfeng with some surprise. said.
Liu Mingquan nodded: "The drunken spring breeze is so good. No matter in the autumn when the leaves are dead or the heavy snow is flying across the world, it can still make people drink tea in the spring of March."
"It's not autumn now. Could it be like this in the cold winter?" Jiang Zheng couldn't believe his ears.
He already felt that the drunken spring breeze was magical, but he didn't expect that this tea would be even more unexpected.
Liu Mingquan nodded and simply revealed the truth to him: "The little sage uses a preservation method for Zui Chunfeng tea to keep the Zui Chunfeng tea leaves the same all year round."
"That's great. In this case, with this preservation method, Zui Chunfeng can truly live up to its name." Jiang Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands in admiration.
Liu Mingquan looked at him meaningfully and said lightly: "After drinking the spring breeze, I don't want to drink other tea."
"That's right, when the drunken spring breeze comes out, there will be no more tea in the world." Although he was used to drinking Tuancha before, but compared with the drunken spring breeze, it is difficult to compare.
A young man who seems to be in his prime, and an old man who looks like the sunset, the two are still on the same level.
After all, he is a small official and has to support his family, so it is good to be able to drink Tuancha.
There is a pack of Zui Chunfeng at home, but he has been reluctant to drink it, and only uses it to entertain guests when they come.
He came here these days and drank the drunken spring breeze every day, which made him have the idea that if he came to inspect once a day, the drunken spring breeze would inevitably continue.
But this is impossible. After all, he works in Lin'an Mansion, and there is no way he can come here every day to get drunk on the spring breeze.
Liu Mingquan also made another cup of Zui Chunfeng for himself and the other party, and said with a smile: "It seems that we all have the same preferences. We are used to drinking Zui Chunfeng, and other teas are tasteless."
The two immediately had common topics, ranging from tea to wine, as well as poetry and articles.
Jiang Zhengzhong passed the examination, but unfortunately he did not pass the Jinshi examination, so he can be regarded as a standard scholar.
The more Jiang Zheng talked, the more horrified he became. His first impression was that Liu Mingquan was just a vulgar craftsman.
Because Liu Mingquan was wearing short-sleeved brown clothes, his appearance was not gentle and elegant, and his appearance and dress had nothing to do with a scholar.
Unexpectedly, after the two people talked, they became more and more intimate.
How did he know that although Liu Mingquan was not a scholar, he made up for himself by attending night classes.
Not only can he read thousands of words, but he also focuses on learning poetry, tea and wine, and etiquette. He is basically half a literati.
It happened to be noon time, and Liu Mingquan acted as host, accompanied by the three presidents of the maintenance committee, Gao Ming and others, and invited Mei Shou, Jiang Zheng and others to a banquet.
There is a canteen at the construction site, which not only has a hall but also several private rooms.
Mei Shou, Jiang Zheng and others originally thought that the construction site was a light meal, but they did not expect that there would be braised pork belly, twice-cooked pork, shredded fish-flavored pork, Dongpo pork elbow, boiled pineapple, roasted duck with magic taro, etc.
Not only that, but there is also Qiongjiangyuye wine. This is not the kind of turbid rice wine.
Mei Shou and Jiang Zheng couldn't help but glance at each other while tasting wine, and finally it was Mei Shou who spoke.
"Seeing these two banquet tables, it feels like we are in a Jingyuan restaurant." Mei Shou couldn't help but sigh while enjoying the delicious wine and food.
Not only did they feel this way, but Man Tianxing, Wen Tianxiang, and Lu Xiufu also nodded and looked at Liu Mingquan.
Liu Mingquan glanced at everyone and couldn't help but chuckle: "Do you know who owns this Jingyuan Restaurant?"
"I heard that this Jingyuan Restaurant is owned by a female shopkeeper, named Li He. I didn't expect that a weak woman would open a Nuo Da Restaurant and establish a foothold in the capital." Mei Shou thought for a while, and finally I remembered that this restaurant had a female shopkeeper.
He never understood that a restaurant from a small county town not only established a firm foothold in the capital, but also gained momentum.
Now Fanlou has been put on the shelf and he is learning cooking from Jingyuan Restaurant.
As long as Jingyuan Restaurant introduces any famous dishes, everyone from the shop owner to the waiter will definitely go to Jingyuan Restaurant to play.
Logically speaking, Jingyuan Restaurant is their competitor, and they should not give a pitch to their quasi-competitor.
But there is no way. If they don't taste it for themselves, how can they know what their opponent's dishes are like, how they taste, and what their advantages are?
The shopkeeper of Fanlou smiled bitterly while tasting the food from Jingyuan Restaurant: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles. Your grandson will not deceive me."
"This duck roasted with monster taro does taste good, and the spiciness is really good." The waiter at Fanlou shop was full of praise as he ate haisei.
"He has monster taro, old ginger, and duck here. He just doesn't know how the heat is and what the ratio of ingredients is. He has to adjust it slowly when he gets back." Zhang Zao chewed slowly while analyzing the characteristics of the dishes and thinking about how to imitate them.
Since there are famous restaurants in Beijing like this, Jingyuan Restaurant has become a paradise for gourmets.
Although Bailan Restaurant imitates the dishes of Jingyuan Restaurant, for real gourmets, Jingyuan Restaurant is the authentic one.
This is also true. Although Baifan Restaurant is somewhat similar, there is always a distance between it in terms of appearance, flavor and taste.
However, Bailan Restaurant's business is still booming. Although their dishes are not as good as Jingyuan Restaurant, their prices are superior.
The other small restaurants had no choice but to follow suit and learn the dishes of Jingyuan Restaurant.
Of course, not only are their tastes and aromas not as good as those of Jingyuan Restaurant, they can't even compare to Bai Lun Restaurant, so the prices have to be lower.
Don't think that no one tastes their food, that their food is of the highest quality, and that their people are of the third-ratest and best-skilled.
Although these people cannot go to Jingyuan Restaurant and Baifan Restaurant, being able to eat this dish is enough to make them proud.
They can tell everyone when they meet, braised pork belly, fat pot pork, and roasted duck with deviled taro. We have also eaten them and how good they are in appearance and smell.
When they see people who have not tasted these famous dishes keep swallowing their saliva, of course they feel superior.
Bai Fan and others became interested in the restaurant and couldn't help but ask who the general manager of this restaurant was.
Unexpectedly, this is just a weak woman, not yet thirty years old.
It can be said that this woman's food and drinks not only support Jingyuan Restaurant, but also support some small restaurants that are not famous at all.
Although these restaurants are jealous of these weak women, they are more grateful.
It's just that such a weak woman can conquer the world. Where do you give the world's famous chefs and stoves the face?
"To tell the truth to everyone present, Li He, the general manager of Jingyuan Restaurant, is the little saint's aunt." Seeing the eager eyes of everyone present, Liu Mingquan said the answer calmly.
Jiang Zheng, worthy of being the official of the workshop, immediately came up with the answer: "The little saint is a disciple of the gods. So, are these dishes also invented by the little saint?"
"However, Jingyuan Restaurant couldn't continue to operate for a while and almost collapsed. The little saint had no choice but to take action and invented some recipes. Unexpectedly, Jingyuan Restaurant was saved." Liu Mingquan told the current people about the origin of Jingyuan Restaurant. , I couldn’t help but feel proud in my heart.
Mei Shou and Jiang Zheng looked at each other and nodded, with envy and jealousy in their eyes: "The little saint is not only good to his relatives, but also to subordinates like you. Otherwise, how could he be on an ordinary construction site?" In the cafeteria, you can eat delicious food that is comparable to Jingyuan Restaurant.”
"There are many good things for the little sage and his subordinates. For example, you can get a 10% discount on the products produced by Zhaojiazhuang such as Ruzui Chunfeng tea. For example, there is a retirement salary, medical insurance when you are sick, and people who are over sixty and unemployed and have three children or above. There are also subsidies, and there is also a housing provident fund for buying a house. It can be said that the little saint almost takes care of a person's life, old age, illness and death." Liu Mingquan saw the jealous looks of the two people and kept tempting Mei Shou, Jiang Zheng and others.
Hearing that the little saint treated his subordinates so well, the two clerks couldn't help but bow their heads.
Not only have they never heard of this, but they also have no salary.
Jiang Zheng and Mei Shou looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other.
Jiang Zheng looked at his two men, and when he saw their painful eyes, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
He thought for a while and couldn't help but ask: "I heard that in Jintang County, Lingquan County and other places, officials and minor officials also have salaries. Is this true?"
"Of course this is true, and he also enjoys housing, sickness and other subsidies." Seeing the two of them take the bait, Liu Mingquan felt happy and continued to seduce.
Jiang Zheng looked at the two men and saw them looking at Liu Mingquan with fiery gazes in their eyes.
He knew that the treatment in these three counties was extremely good. There was almost no one in the entire Song Dynasty who could do what they did.
Seeing the envious expressions on his two men's faces, he sighed inwardly. Although he was a pian, he also had no salary, let alone any subsidies.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of something and asked cautiously: "I heard that petty officials in these three counties also have to take exams? And is it also a scholar exam?"
When the two clerks heard this, their fiery eyes suddenly dimmed.
