Help!The icy grandpa has moved my heart

Chapter 78
At this moment in front of the restaurant, the sound of admiration was endless.

All of them were students drinking tea in the surrounding area.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was amazed.

"This poem is truly unprecedented!"

"I have heard such wonderful poems in this life, and I will die without regret."

"A pot of wine in Huajian, Fu in Huajian? Good name, this restaurant can produce such an unprecedented poem, with such a name, it is a perfect match."

"I don't know who can have such a literary talent, it's really admirable."

"No matter who it is, it is from the 'Hua Jian Fu' restaurant. Let's go to the restaurant to have wine and tea. After all, we can experience a different style."

"Yes, let's go to 'Hua Jian Fu' to eat and drink!"

One is two, and two is three.

One after another, those who watched the excitement in the surrounding areas, or those who watched the excitement in other restaurants, now all ran to the 'Huajian Fu'.

It's a joke, so many people are crowded, running slowly, I'm afraid there will be no good seats.

The follow-up of "Journey to the West" is talked about in "Hua Jian Fu", how can you listen to it if you don't go in?
Must go in!

Squeeze!
"Hua Jian Fu" is crowded enough, and the surrounding restaurants are beginning to be empty.

The shopkeepers stomped their feet anxiously, and began to use various tricks to retain customers.

"Guests, don't leave, our family just released a new song..."

"This distinguished guest, Miss Ruhua just got free..."

"The food you just served is here, don't go."

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However, those who should go can't be kept, and those who stay are probably absent-minded. I'm afraid it's too crowded today, so I'll go to "Huajian Fu" tomorrow to have a look.

Today's "Huajian Fu" is really attracting attention. One story of "Journey to the West" is not enough, and there is such a swan song poem. I am afraid that after today, the three words "Huajian Fu" will resound in the streets and alleys .

Needless to say, after today, a nobleman went to Chang'an Avenue for dinner, and saw that there were only a few people in the restaurant that was usually full, and couldn't help but ask what happened.

"'Hua Jian Fu' opened today, and most of the customers on this street have gone there for dinner." Someone with good intentions explained.

The honored guest frowned and asked, "What Huajian Fu? I've never heard of it, must have made some fancy things to trick people over?"

Thinking about it, some restaurants did this in the past, but in the end it was just a flash in the pan.

"It's just some vulgar things!" The distinguished guest snorted from his nostrils.

However, looking at the shop with few customers, he still couldn't get in with his expensive feet.

When I come to eat, I want to make it lively, but now it's so deserted, I don't even have the mood to eat.

The distinguished guest frowned, and couldn't help but walked towards the crowded place.

At this time, the "Huajian Fu" was full of seats inside, but the outside was still crowded with three floors inside and three floors outside.

This distinguished guest had no choice but to get close, his brows were almost knotted, and the fan was blowing so fast, it could be seen that he was very impatient.

"It's not just a restaurant, why is it here, why is it here?"

After all, the nobleman looked around impatiently, and saw the red couplet on the door inadvertently.

The guards following him tried their best to open the way, but there were too many people, everyone wanted to squeeze in, no one would let anyone else, and no one could care about anyone else, presumably the only way to calm down was to shout "The emperor is here" up.

But how is it possible?

"Master, why don't we change one?" the guard whispered.

The nobleman is already very interested, and must see the scene in this store to see if it is worth everyone's scrambling, so naturally he refuses to leave easily.

However, there are so many people, if there are people with bad intentions, the harm will be great.

When the guards were in trouble, they heard someone say, "Master Huang, this way please."

The man called Huang Sanye turned his head and saw that he was a familiar guard, and asked, "Where is your master now?"

The guard said, "My master led the master into the 'Huajian Fu', and saw the nobleman here from a distance, so he sent me to lead the way."

"Where are you leading?" Mr. Huang said, fanning himself.

"The front door is crowded, please go to the back door." After the guard finished speaking, he arched his body.

But Master Huideng was attracted by that poem, so he was not in a hurry to leave, thinking about going to that store to have a look.

It's just that the front door was crowded with people, fearing that the guests would bump into the master, Pei Ji'an could only bring the master in through the back door, but when he saw a familiar figure before leaving, he asked the guards to lead the way.

There are always a few private rooms in the restaurant reserved to entertain some special guests, such as Master Hui En, or Huang Sanye.

A group of people took their seats in the private room, where they could see the center of the first floor, and saw that there was already a table, a fan, and a gavel.

Different from the simple layout at the entrance, the layout here is more standardized. It looks like it was specially built for future storytelling.

At this time, the storyteller hadn't come yet, because he said earlier that he was tired and hungry, so he would inevitably take a short break to improve his voice, and he would come later.

Everyone looked forward to it with excitement.

"Storyteller." Sitting on the second floor, Mr. Huang said with a fan, his tone full of disbelief in his eyes.

"What kind of story is it that attracts so many people rushing in to listen to the book? It's really curious, but the poem at the door is good, but who wrote it?"

After all, it was because of that poem that made him stop, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to come in and have a look.

Pei Ji'an hadn't heard that story either, so he didn't know what kind of story it was, so he couldn't answer it, but he knew a thing or two about the poem.

"It was done by an expert, and he is not here."

Qu Fulan was not confessed, since she was able to fabricate an excuse for dreaming, it must be because of her.

While waiting for Mr. Storyteller to eat, everyone started ordering food, so they couldn't go into other people's restaurants and just sit around and not order anything.

Looking at the names of various dishes on the menu, salt and pepper eight-treasure chicken, Hechuan pork slices, braised duck with four treasures, fish-flavored shredded pork, watercress crucian carp, steamed duck with ginkgo and so on.

People are dazzled to see, anyway, the ambition is not here, so I simply ordered a few randomly.

Some fastidious people will say to serve all the special dishes in the store.

At the same time, the back kitchen was so busy that they were all busy cooking meals for the guests according to Qu Fulan's request, so busy that there was not enough stove.

However, when Lianhua knew that the son was coming, she was very happy, and she wanted to come to the kitchen, and wanted to cook for the son with her own hands.

Every time she cooks for the prince, the lotus must piously clean her hands. The basin used to wash her hands is a copper basin, and the water is also spring water from the mountain. Gently lift up the water curtain, wash every finger, and then use it clean. white towel to dry hands a little.

"Miss Lianhua is going to use the stove, you two get out of the way, don't delay Miss Lianhua from cooking for the crown prince."

Lianhua's dog leg said to the two cooks.

The two chefs are cooking for the guests, how can they stop halfway?
However, Lianhua girl usually loses face in front of the prince, not to mention Lianhua's mother is also in charge of the kitchen, they dare not offend, they are in a dilemma.

(End of this chapter)