I bring my game account back to ancient times to do business

Chapter 97 Late Night Visit

Meng Renfu frowned and asked in a low voice: "What did that little lady think?"

"Yun Yatou is a good girl. She has never had any undue thoughts about our son. The purpose of coming to our house twice was pure. The first time she came here was to do business, and the second time she came here was to play with Qingqing. Qingqing.

She taught you how to sew Qing! She looks like she doesn't know that Mr. Sanlang is interested in her." Mrs. Lu sighed. That's the trouble! This little lady is innocent, so it's hard for her to tell others.

What.

Her son is bored in the academy all day long, and she doesn’t know if he goes out for a walk on weekdays. What if he goes to eat wontons at someone else’s shop every day and impresses Qiao Yun?

Will she still be able to beat the mandarin ducks at that time? Wouldn't that mean that her son is separated from her?

"Humph!" Meng Renfu was still angry, "The young ladies from merchant families are also hard-working and rely on their own skills to earn a living. How about not studying all day long?

There is no way a beast with no skills can match him, and he doesn't even look at the difference between himself and others!"

Meng Shaoqing was stunned, feeling that the sweet and sour pork ribs in her mouth no longer tasted good.

How scary! Why is Dad so angry all of a sudden?

She asked cautiously: "Well, can I still go and play with Sister Ayun tomorrow?"

"Of course you can." When Meng Renfu saw that he had frightened his precious daughter, he immediately put on a loving smile and said, "Then Miss Qiao is a good one. You can have more contact with her."

Meng Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief and continued to chew the ribs seriously.

Mrs. Lu curled her lips in her heart.

Whether he is good or bad, he is her own child. She is such a son, and it is inevitable that he will be a little indulgent on weekdays. Fortunately, his father can restrain and discipline him, so that he will not be spoiled.

With this in mind, she put another piece of ribs into Meng Shaoqing's plate, looked at Meng Renfu and asked, "Husband, please calm down. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and I have invited a few ladies to play cards in a teahouse. I heard that it happened to be their man.

My son also wants to go to the theater together, will you go along?"

"Go! Of course I have to accompany my wife." It just happened that he could get closer to the squires. His incompetent brother has returned to his hometown. If he wants to do anything in the future, he will just take advantage of these wealthy people. He will never do it again.

I paid for it myself.

"Okay, then let's go to Qiao's house to pick up Sister Yun tomorrow..." Mrs. Lu continued to talk about her new acquaintance Yun Xuemei.

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The streets of Quwo County are filled with the aroma of vegetables, whether it is a large restaurant or a small restaurant, the aroma of meat is everywhere.

Wild boars are not as fat and fat as domestic black pigs. Instead, they are lean meat, chewy and chewy. Even the sporadic fat meat has a unique fragrance, which is incomparable to domestic pigs.

In Quwo County and the villages under its jurisdiction, ordinary people eat more meat to retain oil and water in their intestines, and wild boar meat is not very attractive to them. However, the wealthy people who usually eat too much chicken, duck, and fish are different.

People who eat too much fatty food like this. What's more, doctors say that eating wild boar meat can cure yang hyperactivity (an ancient saying of high blood pressure), which makes rich people who suffer from affluence even more excited.

Qiao Yun's shop will definitely not be visited by wealthy people, but business is good these days.

The clean and cheap eateries are very popular among hunters.

Nowadays, the curfew is late, and after a hard day's work, hunters from all walks of life like to find those small wine shops to have a few drinks with a lot of money.

The taverns opened on the main streets are already overcrowded. Taverns like Qiao Yun that are opened in small alleys are not easy to attract people's attention, even if they are not far from the alley entrance.

In order to grab business, Qiao Yun made a red lacquer lantern stand from her game, placed three rows of lanterns, and covered it with pieces of slightly shading cloth, and cut out a large word "wine" in the middle.

Come on, the light of the lantern can only shine through the cut hole. The word "wine" is shining brightly and can be seen from a long distance.

Mrs. Sai next door praised her method for being good.

But in this way, Qiao Yun had to scoop up wine for the diners at the front and work in the kitchen at the same time, so she was really unable to do her job at the same time.

She didn't dare to let Yun Xuemei come out to help entertain the guests!

Fortunately, she had anticipated this situation and had modified the hard and soft decoration of her shop in advance, and arranged her shop into a izakaya-like layout.

The bar occupies half of the store, and behind the bar is a small makeshift kitchen, with a brick stove and two burners, with an iron plate on one side and a steamer on the other. In addition, there are two charcoal stoves and a

A wire mesh was covered as a baking pan, and the other one cooked some stock from morning to night. Qiao Yun replaced the floor paving behind the bar with bluestone slabs, so that water would not leak easily.

In addition to the row of benches surrounding the bar, there are also several tables and chairs placed under the window, all of which can seat three or four people.

She added several new recipes, all of which are delicious dishes to go with wine. Sizzling tofu, boiled pork, grilled seabass with scallion sauce, and various grilled items, such as chicken legs, wings, chicken skin, grilled lamb, grilled pork belly, grilled eggplant, etc.

Wine shop, wine shop, wine is an indispensable thing.

Qiao Yun sells two kinds of wine, one is Fenqing. At this time, there was no mature wine distilling technology, and now Fenqing is still a kind of rice wine. The other is water wine with a lower alcohol content and a slightly sweet taste. Qiao Yun

What was prepared was cheap turbid wine, which the literati at that time loved to eat. "Green Ant New Fermented Fermented Wine, Red Clay Small Stove" refers to this kind of turbid wine.

The hunters from other places are not very fond of fish, and all of them prefer pork and mutton. Qiao Yun sells them cheaply, mutton costs three cents a skewer, and pork belly costs two cents a skewer. The store is small, and it is difficult to stretch out your arms, Qiao Yun

After roasting the meat, I personally lift the meat from the top to the plate to avoid people poking my mouth.

Although the curfew is twelve o'clock in the evening, the hunters who have been busy all day long rest early. It is only ten o'clock in the evening, and the store is already deserted.

Qiao Yun finished wiping the tables and chairs, put away the dishes, and sat back behind the counter. She took out the dustpan where the money was placed from under the counter, and the piles of copper coins jingled loudly, which was particularly pleasant to the ear.

"These people are really good at eating. Don't they even eat at night?"

Just when I was about to take advantage of my free time to record all the money and string it together, another person came in at the door.

Qiao Yun quickly put the account book aside and reflexively said: "Please come in, guest officer."

After saying this, she looked closely at this late-night visitor, and she couldn't help being surprised.

This man was wearing a round-collared robe, with a belt around his waist. It was different from the bronze and iron dagger belt worn by Bantou Tang. The belt around his waist was made of silver knives, which showed that he was at least a seventh-rank official!

Isn't the only seventh-grade official in a county town to be the county magistrate? Why is he here?

Qiao Yun murmured in her heart, but still pointed to the bar: "Are you one? Please sit wherever you like."

Meng Renfu sat at the bar. From this position, he could just see the stove at the back. When the cook was cooking, he could watch the large-scale symphony of color, fragrance and aroma at the first time.

Meng Renfu came to visit the store late at night. Firstly, he wanted to go out for some late-night snacks. Secondly, he wanted to see who the young lady who his wife said "fascinates his son is" was.

Now that he met Qiao Yun, he was even more confused.

It's hard to say whether this child is beautiful or ugly. He's not as good-looking as his precious daughter. Will his son fall in love with her? Are you kidding me?

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