God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 406 Master Liang
Although Xu Jingxing doesn't know the function of these auras for the time being, it does not prevent him from subconsciously collecting them. Anyway, this thing is invisible and intangible. Only he can discover it, and only he can absorb it, just like the air between heaven and earth. If you don't take it, you don't take it for nothing, and if you take it, there is no psychological burden.

So after cleaning the tables and chairs around me, I aimed at other tables and chairs.

However, it would seem weird to go to other tables for no reason. Even if the shopkeeper doesn't care, there is an old man beside him, and this old man is not easy to fool.

In order not to make the old man suspect anything, he had to find an excuse.

Well, there is.

After he coughed, he pretended to knock on the old table twice, as if he was studying the patina of this table, he really looked like a researcher of antiques.

Seeing his movements, the old man smiled and asked, "Why, are you interested in these tables?"

He coughed and replied: "Yes, although these tables are not high-end products, they are in good condition, and it can be seen that they have been used for such a long history. Look at this bag of pulp, which is similar to Hetian jade seeds. It's like the thin layer of skin on the material, and it's very moist."

"Painting is good, but are you... planning to buy a set back?" the old man asked funny.

"If the store is willing to give it up and the price is right, it's not impossible. It's a gimmick to throw it in the antique market. After all, old furniture with such a good coating is not common. Maybe some players will be interested in them," he said solemnly. explained.

"I think you are in a hurry, kid," the old man curled his lips, not intending to pay attention to his obsessed with money.

Seeing that he had successfully fooled the old man, he heaved a sigh of relief and ran to other tables to continue checking. Fortunately, it was past meal time, and there was only a young couple eating in the restaurant besides him and the old man. The strange behavior did not affect other people's meals.

Even the waiter smiled and said: "Sir, antique tables and chairs are not within the business scope of our store, I am very sorry."

The devil wants your antique table and chairs.

He slandered in his heart, but said with a shy expression on his face: "I'll just take a look, just take a look." After this look, he looked at all the tables, even the counter, and finally pretended With a very unwilling look, he asked, "Are you sure you won't sell it?"

"It's really not for sale," the waiter said with a smile, "You are not the first to ask this question. It is said that as early as 20 years ago, someone offered a price of more than 2 yuan, but our boss didn't sell it, saying that this set of tables and chairs is only available in this store. It is valuable only in the land, leaving here is a pile of old wooden clappers."

"Well, your boss has vision," he smiled and gave a thumbs up before returning to the table.

The old man joked: "I've hit a snag, how does it feel?"

"It's good to hit a snag once in a while, it's good for your physical and mental health."

"Hahaha, I just admire your shameless sloppiness," the old man pointed at him and laughed, while speaking, wontons were served, along with the scones here.

The scones of the course are also quite famous. During the days he stayed here, the shadow of scones must be indispensable for his daily breakfast.

However, I have to admit that the scones made by this century-old shop taste better than those made by ordinary breakfast shops. Just a few meters away, you can smell the faint burnt aroma of noodles, which instantly whets your appetite.

Take a bite, the taste is even more refreshing, the crispy outer skin is mixed with the unique noodle aroma of wheat flour, and the filling inside is really delicious.

He ate two of them in one go, and then turned his attention to the wontons.

This wonton looks no different from other wontons, but when you scoop one up, you will find that the wonton skin here is thin, the filling is clear, the soup is clear, and the folds of the wrapping are also beautiful.It’s not enough to just look good, put it in your mouth and taste it, and you can appreciate the true heritage of this century-old restaurant.

A simple wonton can actually give people a taste of the historical background. The soft and chewy taste of the skin is not something that ordinary stores can make. It should be something like adding egg whites to the noodles. The auxiliary ingredients, otherwise the taste would not be so strange; the taste of the stuffing is more delicious and mellow, refreshing and chewy, far more palatable than ordinary wontons, compared to the meat stuffing that is manually beaten.

After such a careful taste, there are so many secrets hidden in the small wontons. Perhaps, what the century-old store sells is not just food and atmosphere, but also an attitude.

This century-old store has been passed down from the previous dynasty to the present, and even the tables, chairs and counters are intact. It has to be said that there is a reason - the attitude of treating customers with sincerity.

Realizing this, he suddenly thought of his handicraft store that was about to open, and suddenly had a realization in his heart, and he had a rough idea of ​​the future business model.

The old man opposite him didn't know what he was thinking, seeing how delicious he was eating, he smiled and asked, "How does it taste?"

"Very good, very good," he gave a thumbs up while eating, and praised it sincerely.

"Eat more if it tastes good, and add more if it's not enough." The old man's appetite is also very good. Not only did he eat a bowl full of wontons, he also ate two scones, which far exceeded the old man's usual appetite. You know, this wonton is a big bowl, and an ordinary adult can eat eight percent full after eating such a bowl.

But the old man likes it, so it doesn't matter if he eats more. Anyway, the old man is in such an old grade that he doesn't even know how much he can eat.

Of course, he was even more curious about what the old man did when he came to Kecheng.

The old man did not hide it, and sighed with some nostalgia: "The last time I came to Kecheng, it was four or eight years ago. I was with Master Liang. At that time, I also watched the Richi Pavilion go down the mountain from Lanke Mountain. Master Liang I was invited to eat a bowl of wonton right here. Although I was not a rich person at the time, I couldn’t afford to eat a bowl of wonton. But until now, the taste of that bowl of wonton is still engraved in my memory. , it smells so good."

He grinned a little enviously, "I reckon you can remember the taste of that bowl of wontons, not because of how fragrant it is, but because it was invited by Mr. Liang, and Mr. Liang's treat, even if you eat cold steamed buns, it must be Don't feel bad."

The old man didn't deny it either, and nodded with considerable aftertaste, "At that time, Master Liang was sitting in my position, and I was sitting next to you. Under Master Liang's guidance, I drew the structure of the Richi Pavilion, and I borrowed the pencils from the store."

"Huh? This small store of feelings hasn't been moved for so many years?" He asked in surprise, turned his head to look around, and found that although the decoration in the store was old, the room itself was new, and it was a new style. The outer facade of the community.

(End of this chapter)