A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The night market returned to normal, but the vendors on both sides were crowded and countless people were shouting.

"Among these people are ordinary people, businessmen, and literati. I just came here and recognized a few officials from the court. They are just here for the food regardless of their status, but they don't know that the person behind all this is just a teenager. The boy fucked her with one hand."

Bao Zheng was in a bad mood.

"I have checked your details. Shen Bian said that you were the Qilin son of the Shen family. He is not afraid of violating taboos? People in Xiongzhou say that you are very talented and a child prodigy..."

"Fake."

Shen An did not hesitate to discredit himself.

“Reading is hard.”

Bao Zheng's old face was a little dim under the light, "If you can read well, you are considered a child prodigy, but you can also make stir-fried dishes easily, and the ancient Yi Ya cannot be compared with you."

Shen An said dullly: "I'm more lazy about food."

"Easy to eat and too lazy to cook?"

Bao Zheng looked sideways at him, "You carried your sister on your back all the way from Xiongzhou to Bianliang. Look at this child. He has just arrived in Bianliang not long ago. His face is so rosy. Can such a brother be so lazy?"

Guo Guo didn't like Bao Zheng, so she made a face at him when she heard this.

Bao Zheng smiled at her, somewhat kindly.

"You made stir-fries easily. From now on, these vendors in Zhouqiao Night Market will regard you as a god, and then you will have a foundation. You will get money and manpower, which is killing two birds with one stone. Shen An, listen to me, Go and take the exam. There are rules in Kaifeng Mansion. Foreigners who have lived here for less than seven years are not allowed to take the exam. However, I recommended it personally, so the quota is available."

This policy was from the past, and officials could recommend foreign students to take exams in Kaifeng Prefecture, but they had to take risks.

"Not going."

Shen An replied to Bao Zheng with just two words.

Bao Zheng sighed: "Are you fighting for your father's injustice? But this is the rule. If you give up the exam for this, it won't be long before you and your descendants will disappear from everyone. Are you willing?"

"I do."

Shen An's answer without hesitation made Bao Zheng a little disappointed.

"You are only fourteen years old, but you can have a good conversation with me, and you don't hesitate to lie. You are... born to be in officialdom."

Shen An smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Bao, you want to get me out of the officialdom. It's just because there are overt and covert rules in the officialdom. If you violate the rules, it will be difficult to move forward. But I don't like that kind of life. If it's true, Now that I am an official, I will probably be a breaker of rules, are you willing?"

Bao Zheng shook his head helplessly and said: "You, you, but since you made stir-fry, be careful."

He walked away almost gloating.

Just do it, but the catering industry in Bianliang City is not vegetarian, and the powerful people behind it will not let their profits be damaged.

He walked more than ten steps and suddenly said: "If you regret it, come and see me. I will take care of everything for you."

Shen An shook his head slightly and said, "We'll talk about it then!"

Bao Zheng shook his head and walked away, but the flow of people in the night market kept rising.

The sergeants were shouting at the top of their lungs and driving out the people who came after them.

Those vendors had only gone through five days of intensive training in Shen'an, but when they appeared today, they actually detonated Bianliang City.

Of course they were most grateful to Shen An at the moment, but they had no time to think about this.

Business has been so good that it couldn't be better. Now we are not worried about not having any customers, but having too many customers.

The diners found it even more incredible.

Zhouqiao Night Market has been around for many years. It was surprising when there was a general strike. But when it reopened today, it was all about stir-fries.

The stir-fried dishes are rumored to be available only in a few big restaurants such as Fan Lou, and they are rumored to be mysterious, as if they are eating the elixir of the immortal from Longhu Mountain.

Zhao Zhen felt that he had endured it well enough, but he felt very hungry every night.

"That steamed chicken..."

He is very kind and is not willing to let the imperial chef rush around all night just for his own temporary appetite.

Chen Zhongheng smiled and said: "Guan family, I have already ordered people to wait outside the palace. Let's go and ask them to buy a chicken."

Zhao Zhen nodded with a straight face, and Chen Zhongheng flew away as well.

Zhao Zhen picked up a memorial and read it slowly.

When the sound of rapid footsteps came again, Zhao Zhen sighed: "Run slower, don't fall, I'm not in a hurry."

Chen Zhongheng ran in quickly with a look of shock on his face and no food box in his hand.

Zhao Zhen's expression changed and he asked: "What's the matter?"

The troubled Song Dynasty not only had many internal problems, but also had two wolves watching from the outside. Any disturbance would make Zhao Zhen nervous.

Chen Zhongheng gasped: "The official family, Zhouqiao... there is trouble in Zhouqiao."

Zhao Zhen stood up suddenly and ordered: "Send someone to ask for news immediately. Ask Bao Zheng. Also, the Privy Council will definitely respond. Go ask."

News kept coming, but the Privy Council didn't respond. Several big bosses didn't even receive the news, and the small chaos was put down by Bao Zheng.

"Guan Jia, Zhouqiao Night Market is all about stir-fried vegetables!"

What rice?

Zhao Zhen's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "The kind in the palace?"

Chen Zhongheng said tangledly: "We can no longer squeeze in at Zhouqiao. I can only send someone to investigate tomorrow."

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Zhao Zhen took a breath and said, "It's so delicious? Whose handiwork is it?"

Chen Zhongheng lowered his head and said: "It's still the same hawker..."

Bianliang City went crazy tonight. The gourmets all went to Zhouqiao Night Market and brought back crazy news.

“This is stir-fry like never before! Delicious like never before!”

A man with a mouth full of oil stood outside the gate of Fanlou and yelled: "Go to hell! Last time I said I wanted to have stir-fry dishes, and I said the cook wasn't willing to cook them. Go and see! Go to Zhouqiao and see, they're all stir-fry dishes." , tastes better than yours!”

The dozen or so big men looking at the gate of Fanlou looked at each other.

Is this guy crazy?

Fanlou is very large and has many merchants.

Most of these businesses have some backers, that is, half of them are government officials and businessmen.

Under such a background, someone came to discuss wildfire?

Two big men approached with evil expressions, UU read a book www.uukanshu． netThe man was still shouting.

"You're done! You're done!"

There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and the two grinning men glanced at each other, then stopped and asked: "Why are you beating the horses at night? Bao Zheng will come to trouble us tomorrow..."

The visitor got off his horse and shouted: "Zhouqiao Night Market is all about stir-fries, all about stir-fries!"

More than a dozen big men couldn't help but laugh.

"Those are just tricks, aren't they?"

The visitor rushed in, and soon a large group of people came out.

These are all businesses that operate restaurants in Fanlou.

They stared blankly ahead.

"There are brothers queuing up to buy stir-fried vegetables. They will be there soon."

The sound of horse hooves came quickly, and no one cared about what was prohibited. At worst, someone would be handed over, and at worst, it would just be a fine.

Lai Qiu approached. The knight dismounted carefully, and someone went over to bring him the food box he was carrying.

"Little man, go get the chopsticks!"

Some people are smart and want to gain the favor of these merchants.

"No need."

The food box was opened, and the five dishes inside were still steaming and fragrant...

A merchant crudely picked up a piece of pork belly with his hands and froze as soon as he took it into his mouth.

Merchants began to taste it one after another.

"Who did it? Who brought those vendors together and taught them how to cook? Who could be so capable?"

"This is setting new rules for us in Bianliang City! Who is it?"

The eyes of the merchants were full of solemnity, and some even couldn't believe it, and then pinched themselves hard.

Amidst the screams, the knight who came later said, "That's... Shen An, the pot sticker seller."

silence!