People in Datang, start with a golden hoe

Chapter 38 038: Teahouse Night Banquet

The brothers Li Wei and Li Fan came before Wang Ji's servant.Of course, these two people didn't come empty-handed. One was carrying a pile of pastries, and the other was carrying a basket of seasonal fruits.

"Oh, Li Xiaoluo, you're not authentic, you take people with you when you eat!" Among the people at the table, only Wang Ji dared to call Li Yunguang the title.

"It's all relatives and friends, just in time for dinner!" Li Yunguang blushed.

While talking, Wang Ji's wine also arrived.

Those who drink wine eat wine, those who eat bamboo leaf tea eat bamboo leaf tea, and drink together.Later, the Li family brothers were attracted by this fresh way of eating.

Swallowed two burritos in a row.

"That's right, it's very similar to how the barbarians eat it. I used to think it was greasy, but now I add these vegetables to it. It's so delicious. It's not greasy at all!"

During the conversation, everyone at the table had already eaten three or five burritos.

When Cai Xiaolan saw that the time was almost up, she quickly announced: "Please save your stomach, I have a more delicious dish, please taste it."

I didn't dare to take it out before because I was afraid it wouldn't be enough.There are only three chickens in total, and each person can't even eat a chicken leg.Now, everyone is basically half full.

Cai Xiaolan dug up the bonfire beside it and dug up three huge lumps of soil in the soil.She used a wooden stick to break open the mud lumps among a group of guys with strange eyes.

At this moment, a mysterious fragrance spread to everyone's noses.

"What does this smell like? It smells so good!" Wang Ji came up to help.

He peeled off the hot soil to reveal the lotus leaves inside.After peeling off layer after layer, I finally saw a touch of whiteness.

"It's a chicken!" The sharp-eyed Li Fan noticed it all at once.

After a while, three chickens were stripped off and appeared on the low table.

"Beggar's chicken, please taste it!" Cai Xiaolan tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Cui Dongping.The child is too young to grab it.

The adults at the table became anxious.Tear a large piece with your hands and stuff it into your mouth.

"Too tender!" Li Yunguang burst into tears instantly.

If the chicken is cooked for a long time, it will burn.And the time is short, and it is not tasty.So unless there is a secret recipe, few people can make chicken well.

But today, this group of people ate the most in their lives.

"Brother Wang, shouldn't we write a poem about this situation?" Li Yunguang swallowed a mouthful of meat and shouted to Wang Ji.

Wang Ji, who was carrying a big chicken leg, was emotional and quick-witted. It was indeed a good time to write poems. He stood up and walked around the table for a few steps, feeling poetic in his heart.When he turned around, he saw that the beggar chicken placed between him and Li Yunguang was half gone.

The poetry disappeared in an instant, "Li Xiaoluo, you are not a son of man!"

What other poems are you writing now?Stealing meat is the way to go.

If you choose a word to describe tonight's dinner, there is no more suitable word than "winding and lingering clouds".The cups and plates on the table were in a mess, only the bones of the chicken were left to be sucked clean, only a few scattered vegetables were left, and the egg sauce was scattered.

"I have lived in vain for decades. It turns out that vegetables are delicious when eaten raw!" Li Yunguang drank a lot and was currently squatting on a low stool.

The sitting posture of people in the Tang Dynasty, especially the upper class, still remained in the habits left over from the Han Dynasty.Still sitting on his knees.The low stool is not high and is half a foot above the ground. Kneeling on it is much cleaner than kneeling on the ground.

At this moment, all the guests at the banquet let go of their belts and sat back on the stools.

"Don't tell me, sitting like this is quite comfortable!" Li Yunguang was speaking again.Wang Ji beside him had already fallen asleep drunk.

Fortunately, the one who had a servant brought a servant with him; the one who didn't like having a servant brought a son with him.With difficulty, a few people helped the two adults, who weighed five or six kilograms, into the carriage, and Juechen left.

"These two adults are so interesting!" Cai Xiaolan thought to herself.

And suddenly a head popped out of the carriage, "Xiaolan, the plaque, calligraphy and painting, will be framed tomorrow, I will have it delivered!"

"I understand, Mr. Li, you go back to bed first!" Cai Xiaolan shouted from the air.

Decorate with lanterns and festoons, with happy smiles.Cai Xiaolan built a teahouse after hard work.The world should have burst into applause and praised her for her outstanding abilities.Unexpectedly, most of the gains were non-verbal.

I feel unhappy!Within three days, he received praise from a hundred people and used his strength to impress this group of mediocre people who only knew how to talk.

Completion: 11/100
"This task is too difficult. I have to open the business the day after tomorrow, otherwise the task will not be completed!" Cai Xiaolan was in a hurry, and only eleven people were convinced by her in one day.This is too slow.

The next day was another busy day.The braised pork shop was closed for one day, but Kuzhuyin simply made it self-service.Soak a basin in well water and place it in a conspicuous place in the yard.All three women from the Cui family arrived at the teahouse.

Cai Xiaolan went to the city alone to order curtains.In other places such as hotels, cloth shops, grain shops, etc., they only order a single word, such as "wine" and "cloth", but Cai Xiaolan ordered three banners at once, "relieve heat", "rest", "meal" ".

Under the strange look of the boss, Cai Xiaolan paid and left.The thinking of the ancients is all one word.Very few are written in words.But Cai Xiaolan doesn't care. The simpler things are, the more suitable they are for ordinary people.

Then she took the custom-made bowls and chopsticks and a kettle from a shop selling bowls and dishes in the city.It is said to be customized, but in fact it means that the shape is neatly matched.

Fifty sets of large pottery bowls;

Nine small white porcelain cups.It's not that she doesn't want to buy more, it's too expensive.Porcelain is not something that ordinary people consume.

I bought eighty or ninety sets of plates, large and small.

Caixiaolan is not just about opening a teahouse.There are no business license restrictions in the Tang Dynasty, so she plans to do anything.Tea and water are prepared, as well as vegetables and rice. Otherwise, what if a guest comes during dinner?
Those who open a shop will never drive away hungry people.

One pass to buy, Cai Xiaolan spent a full four rounds.So far, the forty guans sent by Li Yunguang have almost been spent.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Cui Boyan was very reluctant to get involved in the Cui family's affairs.He was very busy today.On the one hand, I have to take care of the people who come to drink Kuzhu drink, and on the other hand, I have to write billboards.The style of the billboard was taught to him by Cai Xiaolan. It was a two-foot piece of paper, or a bamboo raft, or something else, and he wrote on it: There is a teahouse in front of the house, where Tianfu gathers wealth and rests to relieve the heat. FOOD.

"Hey, it's easy. Write a few words and you'll get fifty dollars! It's more than the pocket money my father gave me before." Cui Boyan became happier the more he wrote.Coupled with the books he memorized in the first half of the day, he will get a hundred dollars starting today.

Cai Xiaolan, who said she would come back to get the billboard at noon, couldn't make it back.Too much time has been spent shopping and cleaning.Customized iron kettles, dishes, etc., need to be scalded with boiling water before you can rest assured.

There are also things for soaking in water that need to be processed in advance, wheat grains need to be fried, large petals of chrysanthemums need to be dried, hawthorns need to be sliced ​​and dried, tangerine peels need to be cut off where they turn black...

I was busy until the summer heat subsided, and Cai Xiaolan remembered that the billboard hadn't been placed yet.So I asked Cui Lushi to go home and get the billboards, and put them together with Cui Boyan along the official road, and put one next to the road every mile.

　Today I want to thank you both Miki 1985 and Wuyu Koichi Shuang. Thank you very much.Another day of supporting me!
　　
　
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