After the immortal disappeared

Roast duck should be fat, sauce duck should be thin, and saltwater duck should be neither fat nor thin.

It is said that the ducks exclusively for his family were raised on snails and duckweeds, and were fed with sweet-scented osmanthus for three days before slaughtering, so that the meat would still have the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus after being served to the table.

He Lingchuan has been here several times and admits that the duck here is delicious, but he can't taste the sweet-scented osmanthus. But it doesn't matter, if there is a gimmick, there is style, and if there is style, there is class.

If it has quality, it will sell for a higher price.

What's more, the traditional local meat in Heishui City is mainly cattle, sheep, chickens and dogs. Ducks grow in a land with lots of water, so people rarely ate them in the past. Xiangsilou came here to engage in differentiated operations and attracted a large number of fans.

As soon as He Lingchuan arrived at Xiangsi Tower, he was welcomed into the innermost box by Liu Baobao.

At this time of year, it was difficult to book private rooms in Heishui City restaurants, but this was not a problem for Liu Baobao.

Before Zeng Feixiong arrived, Liu Baobao looked outside and asked, "Isn't the second young master here?"

"He's only fourteen, he can't drink!"

Liu Baobao coughed lightly: "Young Master, in fact, I entertained two tables of guests in the Xiangsi Building. My father told me before leaving Heishui City..."

He didn't want to neglect it, but other dinner parties had already been arranged for tonight, and He Lingchuan was the unexpected guest.

"It's okay." He Lingchuan was surprisingly easy to talk to today, "I'll let you go in a moment."

Before the boy in the box came over, he grabbed the wine flask, filled it for the two of them with his own hands, and then toasted Liu Baobao.

Liu Baobao was so flattered that he drank it quickly before asking: "Why are you so polite, young master?"

"I'm usually rude?"

Liu Baobao laughed out loud.

If this young man had been polite, he wouldn't even know how to write the word cheeky.

He Lingchuan raised his hand and kicked the boy serving the box out: "I have something to ask you. Do you still remember when my old man met your old man a few days ago?"

Liu Baobao nodded.

His father, Liu Yang, is the helmsman of the Liu Family Chamber of Commerce. He was summoned by Magistrate Menghe a few days ago and went to Hongyan Tower for dinner with other political and business leaders that night. After returning home, his face was glowing, showing that both the host and the guests were happy.

"What were they talking about?"

Liu Baobao thought for a moment: "It's nothing important. Sheriff He said that the contract period for Bailu Forest Farm has come and the Lin family, the original contractor, plans to move out. It has not been operating well in the past few years. There has been too much cutting and too little replanting. Sheriff He said. Ask us if we are interested in taking over - of course we are!”

Bailu Forest Farm is a government-owned property, not private property. There are many official businesses like this, including mines, forest farms, and even large tracts of government land, which are contracted by local officials' brothers-in-law in the mainland. However, He Chunhua has always entrusted the operation through bidding.

He had long seen clearly that if it were left to the authorities to run it themselves, the efficiency would be very low, oil and water would get stuck in the cracks of the rocks, and the account books taken out would be full of old bad debts.

Needless to say, this is all a fat job. In which round did you get the Liu Family Chamber of Commerce in the past? "anything else?"

Liu Baobao was not very old, but he had learned business from his father since he was a child, and he was familiar with the routines of dealing with officials. At this time, he said: "There is nothing to hide. My father went to the capital to do business, and Governor He asked him He sent a message to Du Feng, Shaoqing of Taifu Temple - it is said that he was an old acquaintance of the He family - and told him to visit the ancestor of Dufu, Du Shaoqing's grandmother, and tell her what happened in Panlong Desert. ”

The old lady of Du Fu? He Lingchuan didn't know why. "that's all?"

"That's it, it's gone." Liu Baobao didn't want to know why He Lingchuan asked about his father's actions, "Simple and aboveboard."

The two of them drank for a while, and then Liu Baobao's personal maid came over and winked at him.

"Okay, let's go greet other customers." He Lingchuan was busy nibbling on the duck head. This is also a specialty of our restaurant. It is braised first and then grilled. It is especially suitable for drinking. However, the supply is limited because not everyone can touch the duck head.

He Lingchuan loved to chew in another world, and now it tastes full of memories.

Liu Baobao smiled and resigned.

He Lingchuan asked someone to remove the leftovers, cleared the table, replaced the tableware, then poured a glass of good wine and drank while waiting.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Zeng Feixiong arrived.

He hurriedly confessed as soon as he arrived. There was a fight in the camp and he took some time to deal with it, so he was late.

Of course He Lingchuan didn't care. He asked the waiter to come over and tell the names of the dishes, and quickly ordered ten dishes.

Zeng Feixiong said: "Enough is enough, how can you eat so much?"

He Lingchuan didn't take it seriously: "Liu Baobao paid for it, are you heartbroken for him?" He asked for two more bottles of wine.

Soon, the delicious food was served on the table like water.

Although Zeng Feixiong received a generous reward for his trip to Panlong City, he was used to being thrifty. Even before the Chinese New Year, he had to hesitate for several days to buy a small piece of fat meat to wipe the pot. Now that his pockets are bulging, the most he can do is go to a tavern to eat a few pots. In the past, he was reluctant to buy it. The wine and soju accompaniments have also been changed from the original garlic and peanuts to meaty snacks such as sauced pig tails and mixed fish.

Acacia Tower is a place he has always wanted to come to but never dared to.

In the desert, there was a small age difference between the two and they were in the same camp. Zeng Feixiong and He Lingchuan got along well with each other; but after returning to Blackwater City, the gap in status between the two parties invisibly widened their relationship, making Zeng Feixiong a little cautious.

But this can be solved easily. After a dozen cups of yellow soup, chatting about interesting things in the desert, and most importantly, scolding Nian Songyu, that vicious little brat, the atmosphere in the box became harmonious.

By the time Zeng Feixiong drank a whole duck with half a bottle of wine, the two of them were already brothers, chatting and laughing happily. If the soundproofing of the box hadn't been good, the laughter could have spread downstairs.

"Here, try this." He Lingchuan personally picked up two drummed shrimps for him with serving chopsticks.

Xiangsilou’s series of main dishes always try their best to have a relationship with duck. This plate of shrimps is made by deep-frying the sweetest and freshest local drum shrimps in a pan, and then coating the shrimps with salted duck egg yolk that has boiled out red oil. It becomes a delicacy that is fragrant, bursting with flavor and heat.

Normally, Zeng Feixiong would be humble and say "Excuse me, young master". This is the most basic official etiquette. But now his cheeks were flushed, he took it and ate it deliciously, without saying much at all.

In contrast, He Lingchuan was still clear-minded.

The original person had such a heavy drinking capacity, which made it easier for him to ask questions next.

He directed the topic from Nian Songyu to Sun Fuping, and the two of them scolded Sun Fuping for being full of evil schemes and actually wanted to kill more than 200 officers and soldiers of Heishui City as human sacrifices.

Under the influence of alcohol, Zeng Feixiong scolded until his face turned red and his neck thickened, but in the end he still grabbed He Lingchuan to express his gratitude to his father and son. Otherwise, he would have been buried in the sand this trip and would not have the chance to support his father until his death.

So He Lingchuan naturally asked one thing:

Sun Fuping's final scene.