Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 484 Inexplicable Enthusiasm

"So, it was a hero named Xiao Qian who wiped out the people of Jinma Village?"

Qin Jingyang took the pancake handed over by the Zhuo family's steward and took a bite without hesitation.

The steward nodded, "It should be."

"I've never heard of this hero Xiao, and I don't know which sect he belongs to."

"Could it be that he is a new disciple, so he is not well-known?"

"Impossible. How can a new disciple have such ability to fight against the Golden Horse Village alone without leaving any trace? Maybe a hidden master from some sect has come out."

People are talking a lot
In the distance, Wen Shu was listening with his ears perked up while stirring the fish soup in the pot.

When I heard about the hidden master, I almost burned my hand.

Half an hour later, a scent of fish wafted towards the opposing convoy, and Qin Jingyang came back following the smell.

"It smells so good, what are you doing?"

"Fish soup." Wen Shu handed him a pair of bowls and chopsticks without even looking up. "If you want to eat, serve yourself."

Qin Jingyang took the bowl and chopsticks without saying a word and served himself a bowl of soup. His mouth felt a little dry after eating the pancake.

"fresh!"

After a moment, he uttered a sigh.

"It tastes good, right?" Wen Shu looked at him with a smile.
Qin Jingyang nodded repeatedly, "It tastes good, it tastes good."

"Is it worth one or two taels of silver?" Wen Shu asked.

“It’s worth it.”

"Okay, then I'll give you one tael of silver for this meal."

"What?" Qin Jingyang paused.

Wen Shu continued, "Including the lunch at the teahouse and the breakfast, the total is 1,200 coins. The money will be deducted from the 500 taels."

"One tael of silver for a bowl of soup!" Qin Jingyang felt as if he had been ripped off. "Fanlou is nothing more than that."

"Then go to Fanlou and eat." Wen Shu snatched the bowl from his hand. "I risked my life to catch it in the river over there in the wild mountains and wilderness, and cooked it. Isn't it worth one or two taels?"

Qin Jingyang looked at the bowl of soup that she had taken away, smacked his lips, and then he took a sip.

Although croaker soup was a common item, he hadn't had a proper meal for two days. He had either pancakes or rice balls.

"One ounce is enough, give me back the bowl." He snatched the bowl back.

If you think about it carefully, it’s not uncommon to have chicken soup that cost ten taels of silver a bowl in the past.

Seeing that he agreed, Wen Shu asked enthusiastically: "Would you like another bowl, Yanei?"

Qin Jingyang was startled for a moment, and after a moment he glanced at the caravan: "A manager gave me a piece of cake earlier, and I want to give him a bowl of soup, take a look."

"Sure." Wen Shu enthusiastically filled a bowl for him and handed it to him. "It's a good thing to repay a favor. Take it."

"Thank you, thank you." Qin Jingyang happily took the bowl and turned to leave.

"You're welcome. One tael of silver."

"What? This also costs money." Qin Yangyang turned around in disbelief.

"Of course, it's you who eats the pancake, not me."

The two of them exchanged glances for a while, and Qin Jingyang finally gave in. He turned around angrily and said, "One ounce is one ounce, you are such a thief~"

At noon the next day, in front of the city gate of Ruyin County, Shunchang Prefecture.

"The Zhuo family has opened two inns in this county. If you don't mind, Mr. Qin, you can come with us to stay at Jinxiu Tower."

No one knew what Qin Jingyang said to the other party last night, or perhaps it was because of the bowl of fish soup. This morning, the manager of the Zhuo family caravan came over and said that they could follow the caravan into the city.

He was very polite to Qin Jingyang. Wen Shu guessed that this playboy might have revealed his family background again.

"Well, since Manager Zhuo has invited us so kindly, then we..."

"No need." Seeing Qin Jingyang was about to agree, Wen Shu interrupted and said, "We don't have much money, and we are in a hurry to get on the road. We have to eat lunch and leave."

Manager Zhuo looked at Qin Jingyang.

Qin Jingyang scratched his head and said, "My sister is anxious to go back home, let's do it next time."

"It's okay. In addition to the inn, the Zhuo family also has two restaurants here. The Weixing Restaurant is not far from the city gate. The restaurant's treasure, the "Exquisite Pink Chicken", is a unique dish in Ruyin. Passing merchants will stop to taste it. Why don't you and your sister try it before leaving?"

He spoke very enthusiastically, and praised the pink chicken to the heavens.

Qin Jingyang was very moved after hearing this and couldn't help but look at Wen Shu.

"In that case, let's try it." Wen Shu nodded.

It doesn't matter where you eat. Since he is so hospitable, there is no harm in trying it.

She was also a little curious about what this Ruyin specialty tasted like and what made it so special.
There are still many chickens in Jingyuan. She has only figured out a recipe for chicken soup so far. It would not be a bad thing if she could learn from other recipes.

"That's great! Please come in, please come in." The steward smiled and asked them to get in the carriage, then told the team to go to Jinxiu Tower first, and he would accompany them to Weixing Tower.

"You told him your true identity," Wen Shu asked Qin Jingyang in the carriage.

"No, what's wrong?"

"Don't you think that this steward is too enthusiastic about you?"

Qin Jingyang disagreed, "For a person like me who is so elegant and graceful, it's obvious that I have an extraordinary background. It's natural for him to be polite to me."

What a narcissist! Wen Shu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I remind you that it's best not to reveal that you are Qin Pei's son."

"Why?" Qin Jingyang didn't understand. "It would be better if someone opened the door for us."

Wen Shu looked at him seriously, "Are you sure it's a convenient way? What if you run into an enemy? You should know the reputation of Prime Minister Qin in the court and the country. Besides, the emperor is far away, not everyone will buy into it."

Thinking of what happened in Haozhou, Qin Jingyang felt that it made sense.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

As they were talking, the carriage had stopped.

Manager Zhuo came to the carriage and asked Qin Jingyang to get off.

Wen Shu took a quick look and found that although the name of the building was grand, its appearance looked very ordinary.

It's a two-story building with three small storefronts. Not to mention compared with the restaurants in Haozhou, it can only be considered average even among the restaurants in the surrounding row.

Even Wen Shu thought that this restaurant was very ordinary, not to mention Qin Jingyang who was frequent visitors to Fanlou in Beijing.

He got out of the car, frowned, and wanted to say something, but after looking at Manager Zhuo who greeted them enthusiastically, he finally took back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"That's it, let's go."

Oh, the playboy also knows how to save face for others, Wen Shu raised his eyebrows behind him.

However, she also discovered a problem.

Along the way, the manager never looked at her and her father directly, and always spoke to Qin Jingyang.

Even though Qin Jingyang asked for her opinion several times, he remained the same.

After entering the restaurant, the steward called the shopkeeper, "Bring up all the good dishes in the restaurant, and two jars of the Green Blood Wine." After that, he turned around and looked at Qin Jingyang, "Sir, please sit down. The food and wine will be ready soon. I'm going to the backyard to change my clothes. I'll leave you for a while."

After he left, Wen Shu asked Qin Jingyang, "You really didn't reveal your identity to him?"

Qin Jingyang shook his head.

That's strange, where does this enthusiasm come from?