NovelBonte Chapter 1272 The person who regrets
Chapter 1272 The person who regrets
Chapter 1272 The person who regrets
When merchants flocked to fill the houses prepared by Baifeng Pavilion, Baishui City was more than a hundred times more lively than before.
The back molars that other restaurants regret are all gnawed.
"Why didn't I think of it?" Many people slapped themselves in the face in private.
There are extraordinarily many merchants coming this year.
"There are a lot of cattle and sheep in Tazi this year. The price must be lowered. Let's collect more and sell them for a year. There will be no shortage of goods and we will earn more."
There are many poor people in Daxia, and there is no shortage of rich people.
Rich people want to save face, and there will be various festivals at the end of the year, and anyone who doesn't have a few fur coats is ashamed to go out to meet people.
Likewise, what was worn last year cannot be worn this year.
The styles are different every year.
These are the means of businessmen.
Fewer furs are more expensive, and one piece is hard to find.
When there are more furs, merchants will stock them up. The winter in the north is longer and the winter is longer, and the winter in the south is shorter, so the fur is less and sold at a lower price.
What's more, in some places, winter is as cold as spring, and fur is indispensable.
These are the unspoken tricks of businessmen.
They also brought more tea this year, sugar, salt, and some even brought grass seeds.
There are more cattle and sheep, which means that the vegetation on the grassland is also being eaten.
In order to still have cattle and sheep next year, merchants in Daxia will send a bag of grass seeds when doing business.
All the best grass seeds.
It only needs to be sprinkled on the wet ground, and grass sprouts can emerge after a rain and a sun.
The people in the caravan will also hire many local people to carry the goods, but their people will hold the whip to supervise the work, so as not to be lazy, and to prevent them from stealing things.
At this time, even the government will turn a blind eye to the people in the caravan.
The biggest gain of Border City throughout the year lies in this mutual market.
"Chef Yang, you don't know, even if you will be whipped, there are some people who are forced to work as coolies. Caravans are paid after a day's work, and they even take care of the food. They can eat enough."
Now, Yang Song understood.
In the north-south mutual market, Yang Song's reputation became even greater.
Those businessmen from prosperous cities were amazed after eating the dishes made by Yang Song.
"Even in the south of the Yangtze River, you can't taste such delicious food!"
"I have never eaten it in the capital."
Among them was Mr. Fan, who had red lips and white teeth, was very beautiful, and had a nice voice. He ate three meals in Tianxianglou in a row.
It depends on Tianxiang Tower.
"I want to meet Chef Yang."
The little guy explained to him: "There are many people who want to see Chef Yang every day. If they all meet, Chef Yang won't have time to cook."
"I want to ask him to cook a dish. This dish has been lost for a long time. If Chef Yang can make it, I am willing to offer you a thousand taels of silver."
Willing to give the money, the amount is not small, the boy went to invite Du Lizhi.
"Mr. Fan, please forgive me. Chef Yang cooks from morning to night, so we can't easily disturb him. I wonder if you can tell me the name of the dish? I'll ask Chef Yang." It's impossible for Du Lizhi to say something casually What, take it to see Yang Song.
"Yes, the name of the dish is Jin Xiangyu."
Du Lizhi immediately went to find Yang Song.
Yang Song is really tired recently.
There are many merchants who have traveled all over the world, and they have eaten all kinds of dishes and snacks from all over the world.
Baifengge simply put a notebook in the store, and each boy would hold it, and whoever heard of any novel dishes would write it down.
There are also those who ask the guests to write it down, and Baifeng Pavilion will send free dishes as a thank you.
The dishes used as thanks are often more expensive than the dishes sold on the menu.
People who come and go are more willing to say a few words.
The boys all know the names of the dishes. Every time Yang Song cooks a new dish, he asks everyone to try it.
The entire Baifengge people are very knowledgeable, not just anyone can be fooled by saying anything casually.
To a certain extent, put an end to people who make up their numbers.
Yang Song can gain something new every day.
"Sure enough, you should play time-traveling. It's good to gain experience." Yang Song didn't get so much feedback in Los Angeles or in Shenyang.
He likes to collect all kinds of recipes, and Du Lizhi also knows his habit.
"Golden inlaid jade? He didn't say what it is?" Yang Song was a little moved when he heard this dish. The name sounds like a good dish.
"No, the other party is a girl who is disguised as a man. I don't want to ask too many questions. She looks very stylish and comes from a wealthy family. It may be true." Du Lizhi's eyes are absolutely piercing.
"I'll go take a look." Yang Song changed his clothes and went to meet the young lady who disguised herself as a man.
At this moment, he couldn't figure out whether he was more interested in people or in gold inlaid with jade.
Yang Song has often seen women disguised as men on TV or in novels, but he has never encountered an example.
According to custom, this should be the heroine.
"It should be pretty."
"What did you say?" Du Lizhi didn't hear clearly.
Yang Song smiled and said nothing.
"I'm going to invite people to the backyard. There are still many people in the front hall."
If Yang Song went out like this, he would definitely not be able to leave.
Fan Fei didn't know that his true identity had been found out. Du Lizhi asked her to go to the backyard, and she really followed.
Under the moonlight, a woman in a light blue robe with long black hair came slowly.
It's like stepping out of a picture scroll.
She was indeed a girl, and a very pretty girl.
Fan Fei's attire is men's clothing in Daxia, but he really went to the earth in the 21st century, and he is a pretty young lady.
On the top of the head is a ball head.
The whole face is bullying Saixue, the red lips are gorgeous, and the eyes are clear, which makes people easily think of the starry sky on a summer night.
"You are Chef Yang?" Fan Fei couldn't hide his surprise in his voice.
All the chefs she thought were fat, or fat with bulging stomachs.
I didn't expect Yang Song to be so young and handsome, like a scholar.
"It's me." Yang Song asked someone to sit down: "I'm very interested in what you said about gold inlaid with jade, can you please talk about this dish in detail?"
Fan Fei originally planned to use this dish as a cover to trick Yang Song back to the capital with her.
It would be best to be her private chef.
In the end, seeing Yang Song himself and hearing his questioning, he explained in detail:
"Gold inlaid jade, there are many ways, there is fried rice called jinxiangyu, there is also hot rice called jinxiangyu, and there is a stew also called jinxiangyu.
This is what I saw in my family’s collection of books. There are not many records. Except for the description, there are only finished images left by the ancestors, and words of praise after eating. It is said that it looks like a fairy vegetable in the sky, not like the world. food. "
Without Yang Song's reminder, Fan Fei took the initiative to draw the picture.
Yang Song observed carefully.
Quickly combine various ingredients in my mind.
He is really interested in these three pieces of gold inlaid with jade.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"I only ate one kind when I was a child. It was hot rice with gold and jade inlaid. I don't remember the taste. I only know that it is delicious, and it can save people's lives." Fan Fei kept staring at Yang Song's face, a little nervous Asked: "Can you do it?"
"Of course I can." Yang Song smiled: "Come and try it at noon tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)