To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 170 Calculations

  Four side dishes, crystal shrimp and fried fennel beans have not changed, red oil bamboo shoots and purple sweet potato jelly have been replaced with refreshing radish skin and brown sugar ice powder.

   It looks good together, as if the red oil lettuce and purple potato jelly never existed.

   "Thank you, Miss Luo." Wei Han raised his glass.

  Luo Sheng glanced at the table: "My lord drank an extra jug of wine today."

  On weekdays, she looked coldly at King Kaiyang who was not a drinker. Although he ordered a lot of appetizers, he only drank two jugs of shochu at most.

  Thinking that he was suffering from a secret illness, Luo Sheng thought out of the deal that was successfully concluded today, and said with concern: "My lord should drink less, after all—"

   "What happened after all?" Wei Han looked at her.

  Luo Sheng smiled: "After all, drinking too much will hurt your health."

   It is always impolite to say that someone is sick.

   Wei Han stared at her, then smiled suddenly: "Miss Luo seems to be in a good mood."

  Luo Sheng beckoned Kouer to bring a wine glass, picked up the jug and poured himself a glass.

   "It's okay." She took a sip of her wine.

  It is always gratifying to see something that has been hesitating be verified, like a hanging boulder falling to the ground.

  The shochu entered the throat, and the sweetness returned bitterly, and the domineering energy rushed straight up.

   Wei Han squeezed the cup and said: "Miss Luo wants to drink, orange wine is more suitable."

  Luo Sheng shook the empty jug, and said with a smile: "My lord's meal today is my treat."

   Wei Han froze.

  Miss Luo thought that he felt sorry for the shochu being drunk?

   "My lord, why don't you try some side dishes? Today's gift dishes have been changed to two types. The radish skin is hot and sour and refreshing, and the brown sugar ice powder is cool and mellow. It is suitable for eating with stewed beef in the hot summer."

   Wei Han stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of radish skin.

  The skin of the specially pickled radish is crispy, hot and sour with a little sweetness, not to mention eating it with chewy and delicious stewed beef, even eating two big steamed buns like this is okay.

   "Is it delicious?"

  Wei Han was taken aback, and looked at the girl who seemed to be asking a random question while holding her chin.

   Could it be that there is a privilege to express opinions after eating free food?

   Opinions, of course, are nonexistent.

   "Yes." Wei Han nodded truthfully.

  Luo Sheng smiled, and pointed to the white porcelain dish filled with refreshing radish skins: "The radish skins in the store can be taken away."

   Now, Wei Han was even more surprised.

  You can’t take it away, this is something that has troubled many old customers since the restaurant opened.

   After all, the appetizers in the wine shop are delicious and expensive. If you have the courage to eat once and don’t bring some for the tigress at home, how can you save money to eat again?

   "Now the food and drink can be taken away?"

  Luo Sheng shook his head: "No, only radish skins can be taken out, starting from today."

  Starting today, there are free dishes to eat, and takeaway is also available...

   Wei Han thought for a while, and felt a little better for no reason.

  Try another piece of refreshing radish skin, it will taste even better.

  While Chief Governor Luo, who was waiting eagerly in the mansion, stared at a black porcelain pot in the hand of his subordinate who sneaked in, dumbfounded: "What, only radish skins can be taken out?"

  Jin Linwei didn't dare to look up, and said, "I've asked about it, only the radish skin can be taken out, and nothing else can be taken out."

   "Where are the rules!" Luo Dadu slapped the table.

  Jin Linwei's scalp went numb, and he hurriedly said, "The third girl made the rules."

   Governor Luo reacted.

   By the way, the owner of the restaurant is his daughter.

  What else can I say about the rules set by my own daughter, I can only abide by them.

   But the meal that he had been looking forward to for a whole day was in vain. Governor Luo was full of displeasure, and asked unwillingly, "Since you can't take it out, how come the radish skins are okay?"

   "The staff at the restaurant said that only the radish skin will not affect the taste if it is stored for a long time, and other dishes are not allowed to take away in order not to damage the signboard."

   "Which guy said that?" Governor Luo asked with a dark face.

   He sounds like an excuse.

  It’s okay to keep the stewed beef for a long time.

   Besides, how could it be kept for a long time? I ate it as soon as I brought it back.

   "Young Master Biao said so."

   Chief Governor Luo heheed.

  Since my nephew said it, then believe it.

  Governor Luo reached out to open the oiled paper tightly bound the black porcelain pot, picked up a piece of radish skin and tasted it.

tasty!

   Governor Luo's eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered his servants: "Go to the kitchen and get two white buns."

   That's all, let's make do with the radish skin, you can't go hungry.

  Finally, Governor Luo, who had eaten four white steamed buns, lay motionless on the Taishi chair, belching his stomach.

  The hot and sour radish skin and steamed buns are really a perfect match.

   In the next few days, the business of the restaurant gradually recovered, but the storm of King Pingnan's assassination has not yet passed.

  The number of officers and soldiers patrolling the streets increased, and Ma Si, a soldier from the five cities, was reprimanded for not being able to catch the criminals for too long, and several related yamen were also left behind.

  From centuries-old teahouses to street tea stalls, the tea consumption this summer is faster than in previous years.

  After such a big event, it is naturally a good topic of conversation after dinner.

  As for the Pingnan Palace, the center of this turmoil, the past few days have been covered with dark clouds.

  Pingnan King didn't die, but he didn't get better obviously, and was almost in a coma all the time.

  Pingnan Wangfu couldn't invite a genius doctor to come again.

  In the words of a genius doctor, what should be done has been done, and the degree to which the prince can recover depends on luck.

  Anything out of control can only rely on luck, which is too anxious.

  In just a few days, Concubine Pingnan was so emaciated that even the little princess Wei Wen lost her former restraint and complacency, and looked a bit bleak.

   Wei Feng felt distressed seeing his mother and sister like this.

  Father has fallen, he has to prop up the palace and take good care of his mother, concubine and younger sister.

  This day, there was an extra plate of radish skins on the dinner table.

   "Mother Concubine, try this, it's very appetizing." Wei Feng took a piece of radish skin and put it in Princess Pingnan's bowl.

  Princess Pingnan didn't move her chopsticks.

  Wei Feng persuaded: "Mother and concubine, you don't eat much these days. If this continues, your father will not get better, and your health will be broken again. What will my sister and I do?"

  Princess Pingnan was finally persuaded, absentmindedly picked up a piece of radish skin and ate it, and nodded slightly to meet her son's expectant eyes: "That's right, has the cook for the pickles in the house changed?"

  Marinated side dishes, even with the same recipe and the same ingredients, will have different tastes if they are made by different hands.

  A slight difference, the taste is very different.

   "I bought it from a wine shop."

   "Is there a restaurant?" Princess Pingnan was stunned, and then murmured with red eyes, "If your father and I hadn't gone to the restaurant that day, your father would have been fine..."

   Wei Wen lowered her eyes and clenched her fists tightly.

   After she calmed down, she realized that what happened to her father happened near a wine shop. I heard from the person handling the case that the villain had stepped on it long ago, and only after he had figured out the habits of the father and king did he start.

  The restaurant was already responsible for what happened to his father, but Luo Sheng went to hire a genius doctor for his father, and actually put forward conditions.

  Pleasant and shameless, no wonder she is the daughter of the head of Jinlinwei.

   Staring at the plate of radish skins, Wei Wen said, "Second Brother, Miss Luo likes my bracelet very much. If I give her the other one too, can she help me hire another miracle doctor?"

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)