Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 211 Hot Pot, Snacks

There is nothing happier than eating hot pot in winter. The colder it is, the more exciting it is to eat. Cangzhou in late October is not the coldest, but many people are wearing thin cotton clothes. It is about three quarters , In the corner of the lobby on the ground floor of Xinyuan Restaurant, two round wooden tables with a hollow in the middle were set up. Only one of the supposedly busy clerks was left to wait, and all the others happily helped to put all kinds of dishes on exquisite plates. When the dishes were served on the table, the guests in the restaurant watched curiously, wondering what they were doing with the lettuce. The table was also strange, with such a big hole in the middle, how could they eat?

"What does it smell? It smells so good."

"Aren't those chefs from Xinyuan? Why did they all come out?"

"The one walking with shopkeeper Zhang is the farmer who bought tens of thousands of acres of wasteland, right? Could it be that the owner behind Xinyuan bought those wastelands?"

"Look, they put all the small stove and pot in the middle of the table. Is this to be eaten while cooking?"

"It doesn't matter what it is, the smell is so delicious that I want to go down and compete with them."

Xin Yuan's sudden action confused everyone. Although it was not lunch time yet, there were quite a few customers in the store. Whether they were sitting in the hall or in the private room, they were all attracted by the strong smell of the soup. Everyone was curious. Looking at them, there are two tables set up on the hot pot table, one table of red soup, and the other table of mandarin duck pot bottom. There are a few shredded dried peppers floating on the bottom of the red soup. One is red and the other is white, like the borders of the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, the visual sense is particularly strong, and around the bottom of the pot, there are densely packed plates on the table, all of which are filled with uncooked lettuce, such as pig brains, ducks, etc. Intestinal duck blood, potato chips, Chinese cabbage and so on.

"It smells so good, Daddy, how do you want to eat this?"

The little bun who went downstairs with Ling Jingxuan took a deep breath, and asked urgently with his small mouth. Ling Jingxuan shook his head funny, and pulled him to the table of Yuanyangguo. The small white bowl, Ling Jingxuan took the bowl, picked up the bottle containing the sesame oil and poured half a bowl of sesame oil on it, then put minced garlic, chopped green onion, finely ground salt, chili powder and other seasonings respectively, and handed it to Xiao Baozi after mixing well .

"The hot pot tastes better the more you eat it. When we eat hot pot, we should put the food that is resistant to cooking into the pot first, such as chicken feet, fatty sausages, mushrooms, and bean curds. You can also put them in first, and then wait for the soup to boil. Eat it hot with some easy-to-cook dishes, such as duck intestines, fish slices, potato chips, etc., like this, stir in the soup a few times, and you can eat when you see the duck intestines curled up, but before eating, put them on a sesame oil plate Wrap it inside, so as not to burn your mouth, open your mouth."

Ling Jingxuan demonstrated while talking, and brought a hot duck intestine to Xiao Baozi's mouth. The little Baozi, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, opened his mouth and bit the duck intestine. Intestines sucked into his mouth: "Hoo hoo... many times, many times... you are worthy of being a snack, and you still don't forget to give his father a thumbs up while eating."

"I'm treating guests today, you're welcome, just eat whatever you want."

After receiving the praise from Xiao Baozi, Ling Jingxuan stood up and greeted the chef and the guys. A group of people cheered happily, and sat down nearby one after another, imitating Ling Jingxuan's previous way of making dishes and cooking. The people at the two tables were extremely busy. Almost, Xiao Baozi, who had already found the trick, did it himself bluntly, picking up duck intestines and fish fillets and putting them into the pot one after another.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, let's eat some too. I'll go upstairs to eat with Sheng Rui and the others."

Satisfied with the salivating eyes of the audience, Ling Jingxuan knew that his strategy had succeeded. Once he left, those regular customers would definitely ask shopkeeper Zhang about the hot pot. As for the pricing of soup base and dishes, shopkeeper Zhang It will be done naturally, and he doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing.

"Okay, okay, hurry up." How could shopkeeper Zhang not see what he saw?Seeing that the hot pot has not been launched, it seems to arouse everyone's interest and greediness. The shopkeeper Zhang smiled so much that his face was wrinkled. In the past, their business will decline when winter comes. I am afraid that this year it will not drop but increase, right?As expected of Jingxuan, he can always come up with weird ways to make money.

"Little Baozi, it's time to go." Turning around, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing when he saw that Xiao Baozi had rolled up his sleeves at some point and was doing something special, he didn't seem to have done anything wrong to him in terms of food, right?Why does he always seem to be hungry?Thanks to him practicing martial arts every day, otherwise he might have grown into a meat dumpling long ago.

"Wait, I'll take another bite, just one bite..." Xiao Baozi said without turning his head, his mouth full of oil. He knew that he could go back to the private room, but he just couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks. Dad found this way of eating to be too interesting Yes, and it tastes so good that you want to bite your tongue off.

"Okay, then you can eat with Uncle Zhang and the others below, can I go up?" Ling Jingxuan simply pretended to turn around with this gluttonous young son, but unexpectedly, the little bun nodded: "Okay, Daddy, I'll go find you after I finish eating, don't run around!"

"Uh..." Ling Jingxuan's forehead went dark, is this because I don't even want to eat?

"Huh? Uncle Shan, come over and eat hot pot, it's delicious."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yan Shan who had finally recovered and was about to go upstairs, and the little bun waved his chopsticks to greet him warmly, but Yan Shan's body froze, and he almost fell on his back. With black lines all over his face, he said: "No, no need, you just need to eat well, little master, I'm not hungry."

Grandma, now he feels like throwing up whenever he hears the word eat.

"Really? It's a pity, it's really delicious, you will regret it if you don't eat it."

Holding the dish and bowl and biting the chopsticks, Xiao Baozi looked regretful, Yan Shan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and stammered: "I, I'll go up first."

After finishing speaking, Ya spread her legs and ran up. The speed was so fast that the naked eye could basically only see a series of afterimages. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. The shadow area in Yan Shan's heart must be bigger than Neihai, right?

"Uncle Shan, what's the matter?"

The little bun tilted his head and muttered in confusion, why did he look like there was a ghost chasing after him?

"Ahem...it's okay, he may have something urgent to ask your father, little bun, eat slowly, remember not to eat too spicy, listen to Uncle Zhang, come upstairs to see us after you finish eating, okay?"

Coughing twice, trying to resist the desire to laugh, Ling Jingxuan rubbed his head pretending to be rigorous, Xiao Baozi no longer struggled when he heard the words, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Turning around, the little heartless man buried his head in eating again, Ling Jingxuan sighed helplessly, whispered to shopkeeper Zhang and went upstairs, he recognized it, probably his position in his little bun's heart is impossible in this life More than good food.

It was almost past noon when they finished eating the hot pot, and all of them ate their bellies full without knowing how full they were. After eating, they didn’t want to move anymore, especially the two buns. The steamed stuffed buns were full, and the two brats occupied the imperial concubine couch in the private room and lay down on it in a large font. From time to time, the two would touch their round bellies in unison, Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but laugh and cry.

As expected by Ling Jingxuan, many people pointed out that they want to eat hot pot during lunch, and some even sent someone home to call their family members. Fortunately, the soup is ready-made, and the ingredients and dishes are relatively complete. , all the tables and pots were brought back, the shopkeeper Zhang simply asked people to replace half of the tables on the ground floor with hot pot tables, and the private rooms on the second floor were temporarily changed according to the needs of the guests. Around the quarter, Xinyuan's business was very good. During the period, because many people ordered fresh mushrooms, Ling Jingpeng went home and brought a large basket, and he didn't even take a nap.

"Daddy, why are we buying fabric again? Sister Shui Ling just made us two sets of thick cotton padded clothes two days ago."

After leaving the restaurant, they ate too much at noon. They didn't take a carriage. The family of four took out Ling Jingpeng all on foot, because it was a fair, even if it was late, there were still many people on the street, Ling Jingxuan took them directly. He patronized the ready-made clothing store and bought six or seven colors of brocade cloth and cotton to make clothes for his family. He still chose cotton cloth, but the quality was better than the first time he bought it. After buying three hundred catties, in addition to making cotton clothes, it is time to prepare thick quilts for the servants. They follow him, and he will never treat them badly in terms of material conditions.

"Who would think that you have too many clothes? Didn't daddy say this morning that we are going out to play, one or two sets of clothes are definitely not enough, and not all those satins are made of clothes for you, there are grandparents and the servants at home What about the quilt fabric?"

He knew that the big bun would definitely have objections, so Ling Jingxuan, who was leading him, dealt with it with ease. He always insisted on the things that should be bought. He won't say much either.

"Oh, that's really worth buying, Daddy, are we really going out to play? Where are we going to play?"

Hearing that everyone has a share, and that Dad is not a waste of money, Ling Wen felt sorry for him, but he agreed, and turned his head to ask another question.

"Let's have fun in Cangzhou. Second uncle will have an exam next month. We will come back to cheer him on. Our academy is about to open, so we have to come back at the end of the month or early next month."

Regardless of whether it's him or the original owner, the farthest place he's been to is the county seat. He doesn't know exactly where it's fun and what to do. I'm afraid his man will have to lead the way. After all, this is his fiefdom. .

"Well, where are we going next, Dad?"

They haven't gotten into the carriage yet, and it's clear that Dad still has a destination, Ling Wen can't help wondering, now that Uncle Song is in charge of purchasing the necessary supplies for the family, shouldn't they go shopping one by one?

"Go to Liu Baoren and buy a few people back, I think..."

"What? Another buyer?"

Ling Jingxuan's words were cut off abruptly by Ling Wen's sudden exclamation before he finished speaking. Everyone couldn't help but stop, and at the same time, many passers-by looked sideways. After a while, he dragged his father to the corner and whispered, "Daddy, don't we already have many servants in our family? Why do we want to buy another?"

Are those people enough?

"This time I'm not going to buy an ordinary servant, Xiaowen, remember what Dad told you? Your father's identity is not simple, and we will leave sooner or later. Before that, I want to help them arrange In case we come back and find our own home in the future, you also know grandma's temper, more than kind, but not courageous, even if you leave your father aside, in the future when the second uncle is in high school, our family will have to deal with the government, grandpa Grandma can’t be like this forever, so I want to buy them a few grandparents from big families, and let them teach grandparents how to behave. , Daddy wants to train a group of useful people for your father. I have thought about it. Instead of recruiting people from outside, it is better to buy a few dozen younger boys and go back to train them. At least their contracts are in our hands. Don’t be afraid. They're rebellious, aren't they?"

In fact, Ling Jingxuan didn't need to tell his son about these things at all, but since he traveled to the present, he has never hidden anything from him, and this matter is the same, he is their eldest son, and he will inherit the title in the future. He hopes to train him to be a talent who can think in all directions since he was a child, and he is not limited to the bottom of a small well.

"Father... will he be dangerous in the future?"

The excitement gradually calmed down, Ling Wen's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice worried that he accidentally heard Brother Yan call his father Huangshu, and then he quietly asked his second uncle, who said it was It is a title unique to the royal family, and Brother Yan is the prince. The only person who can call him the emperor is the prince. With Ling Jinghan's deliberate guidance, he has already known that his father is the famous God of War, Prince Sheng. He never told him, and he didn't tell anyone. He believed that when the time came, his father or dad would take the initiative to tell them.

"Yes, but Daddy won't put him in danger, does Xiaowen trust Daddy?"

With Ling Jingxuan's shrewdness, how could he fail to see his abnormality?Knowing that he might have already guessed it, Ling Jingxuan fondled his head, looked over his small shoulders at Yan Shengrui and the others who were waiting for them not far away, whoever dares to hurt him, he will take his If it's an enemy country, he doesn't mind creating hot weapons that don't belong to this era to level the opponent's land and city!

"Ok!"

Looking up into his eyes, Ling Wen nodded heavily. He trusted his father 100%.

"Hehe...then let's go, father and the others are still waiting."

The feeling of being trusted by his son is better than making more money, Ling Jingxuan dragged him back, and walked step by step towards his own man who was waiting on the opposite side.