PS: Thanks to book friend Sleeping Little Liulang for the tip.
Soon, the waiter brought a pot of brewed hot tea.
"Okay, give it to me, go get the food done." The boss took the teapot from the waiter's hand.
The man bowed and stepped back.
Mr. Jiang picked up the quilt on the table and rinsed it with tea in the pot. Then he poured another cup of tea and placed it in front of Liao Wenguang. At the same time, he said: "You see, there is no good tea in the restaurant. Big Sir, you can drink as much as you like."
"Where's Captain Yan? Why didn't you see him coming with you?" Liao Wenguang picked up the teacup on the table, put it under his nose and smelled it.
The boss said: "Captain Yan went to see Thief Liu and left two of his men downstairs. If anything happens to you, sir, I can call them up for you."
"Forget it, no need." Liao Wenguang waved his hand gently, and then said, "Don't call Liu thief anymore. Don't forget where this place is."
"I'll take note of it, little one." Mr. Ba bowed and responded.
Liao Wenguang picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He frowned slightly, then put it back on the table and said to the waiter on the side: "Go and remind me, why hasn't the food been served for so long?"
"Yes." Mr. Ba agreed, walked away from the partition and went downstairs.
Not long after, the waiter brought various dishes to Liao Wenguang's private room.
Thinking of going to Liu Heng later, Liao Wenguang did not drink, but took chopsticks to eat the various dishes on the table.
After eating for a while, Liao Wenguang put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.
Although the food on the table was better than the steamed potatoes and dry food he had eaten along the way, it was still far behind compared to his days in Taiyuan.
"You can eat too!" Liao Wenguang glanced at the waiter beside him and pointed at the remaining food on the table. He stood up from his seat and walked to the window beside him.
Maybe the waiter noticed their specialness and the private room he chose happened to be on the second floor next to the window.
As soon as the general manager Liao Wenguang left, he hurriedly sat down, picked up the plate with one hand, and used the chopsticks with the other hand to pick up the food on the plate.
Suck, suck, suck.
While eating, my mouth kept smacking.
There are mostly meat dishes on the table and only one or two light vegetarian dishes.
He is a general manager, not a high-ranking official, let alone a general in the army. His salary is limited, and arrears of pay in the army have become the norm. The table of meat and vegetables in front of him is just right for his appetite, and he usually only eats it a few times a year. .
Liao Wenguang frowned when he saw the boss eating. He felt vulgar and simply looked at the street outside the window.
Sipifang is the busiest street in Datong Town.
People were coming and going on the street, cars and horses were lined up, and the shops on both sides were busy. It was completely impossible to tell that this was Datong occupied by rebels.
In his mind, the rebels were just a group of short-sighted rioters without much potential.
All places occupied by rebels should be sparsely populated, with depressed businesses, and everywhere with rebels and ruffians harming the people on the streets.
However, along the way, everything he saw with his eyes was completely beyond his impression of bandits and people. He even had an illusion that made him feel that the prosperous times were nothing more than this.
The more Liao Wenguang watched, the more irritated he became.
If Datong Mansion, occupied by a group of rebel bandits, becomes prosperous, wouldn't they, the officials who governed the Ming Dynasty, become mediocre people who are worse than even the rebels?
"Have you finished eating?" Liao Wenguang, who was irritated, turned around and asked the manager who was eating.
Mr. Qian hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, wiped his mouth and said, "You're ready to eat, little one."
"After eating, I went to find Captain Yan's men who stayed in the restaurant and told me that I was going to see their General Liu." Liao Wenguang said in a stiff tone.
"Young man, let's go right away." Mr. Ba quickly left the private room.
Liao Wenguang did not stay in the private room to wait, but went downstairs together.
After going downstairs, the waiter came up to us and said, "Sir, have you finished your meal?"
"Um."
Liao Wenguang snorted with a nasal sound.
The waiter said respectfully: "Since our guest has finished his meal, would you like to settle the bill?"
"What? I'm afraid I'm relying on you for a meal!" Liao Wenguang gave the waiter a cold look.
When he heard that he was an official, the waiter was startled and quickly explained: "Sir, please don't misunderstand me. You are not a person who depends on food for money. It is really a small shop with small profits and cannot afford to default on arrears."
"Okay, someone will pay the bill for you later. Don't stand in front of me and irritate your eyes." Liao Wenguang waved his hand impatiently as if to ward off flies.
The guy didn't dare to pester him, so he honestly backed away from the other party. He didn't go too far, but stood guard not far away.
After a while, the boss returned to Liao Wenguang.
"Sir, the other party said they can take us to see General Liu. Do you think we should go now?"
"Go now." Liao Wenguang said. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly said, "Go and settle the bill. The money is on the carriage."
Usually when he went to eat, he was always invited by others, and he rarely brought any money with him. This time he came to Datong Mansion without bringing anyone with him. Although he brought some money, he forgot to take it when he got off the bus.
The boss ran to the carriage in the backyard of the restaurant to get the money.
Soon, Mr. Xiang carried the cloth bag containing money to the restaurant counter to pay for the meal.
The waiter noticed this scene, then picked up the linen and prepared to do other things.
"Don't leave yet, come here." Liao Wenguang waved to the waiter.
The waiter came quickly and said respectfully: "Sir, are you looking for a younger one?"
"I would like to ask you, which is the best restaurant or inn in Datong Town?"
"The best restaurant is definitely Prince Dai's Mansion. A table of noodles there costs at least a few hundred taels of silver, and there is also a dragon bed to sleep on."
"Bold." Liao Wenguang scolded sternly, "I asked you about a restaurant, and you actually used Dai Wang's palace to excuse me. Even if I am not an official in Datong, I can still let General Liu punish you."
Plop.
The waiter was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and said with a tearful voice: "I didn't lie. Prince Dai's Mansion is really the best restaurant in Datong Town. If you don't believe it, you can ask other people. If you deceive me, I will." He must die a good death."
At this time, the diners on the first floor of the restaurant looked over.
When Liao Wenguang saw that the waiter didn't look like he was lying, he was already convinced.
"Sir, the bill has been taken over, should we go?" The manager came back from the counter and came to Liao Wenguang's side.
Liao Wenguang nodded.
Back in the backyard of the restaurant, the coachman had already hitched the animals into the carriage.
Liao Wenguang stepped on the bench next to the carriage and got on the carriage. When he bent down and was about to get into the carriage, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said to the commander on the side: "Send someone to find out what happened in the Prince Dai's Mansion." What's going on?"
After saying that, he entered the carriage compartment.
