The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 89 Wei Changqu's Love Blossom (3)
At the counter, Little Carrot Head was gnawing on a chicken wing baked in honey sauce.

He grabbed the chicken wings with two small hands and bit them hard, because the chicken wings were too fat and too big, half of his face was swollen, and he could not open much of his small mouth, which made the two small lips covered with honey. juice.

After finally gnawing down two bites of meat, his little mouth was already full of honey juice. He stuck out his little tongue and licked and licked. He ate to his heart's content, his heart was full of joy, and his big watery eyes narrowed into slits.

The chicken wings roasted by my sister are really delicious, sweet and fragrant, even better than roasted frog meat.

Wan Laifu saw that Wei Changyu liked to eat the honey sauce chicken wings, he had just finished eating one, and said, "Changyu, do you want to eat more, uncle brings it to you." There was just one honey sauce chicken wing left on the plate. Yes, the taste of this honey juice is too sweet, although it is delicious, but people can't eat too much sweets when they are old, so Wei Changyu seemed to like it very much, so he asked him if he wanted more.

Wan Laifu thought that Wei Changyu would definitely say yes, is there any kid who doesn't like sugar, eats sweets, my naughty grandson likes sweets very much, doesn't he have to use a few candies every day coaxing.

The little radish glanced at the golden chicken wings on the plate, although the little mouth still wanted to eat it, but the stomach couldn't hold it anymore.

He looked at the chicken wings wrapped in honey sauce on the plate, his small mouth was numb, and he finally held back, then shook his round head and said sweetly: "Thank you Uncle Fu, Chang Yu is already full Oh." While speaking, he straightened out his bulging belly to Wan Laifu, and said, "My sister said that as much food as there is in a warehouse, you can't eat it into a ball. If the long feathers burst your stomach, sister I will be worried, so Chang Yu is full, so I can't ask for chicken wings anymore."

Although I don't understand, what did my sister mean when she said that - as much grain as there is in a warehouse.

Little Carrot tilted his head and thought about it for himself. Last time he was full, his sister said this to him. The meaning of this sentence probably means that he should not eat too much, it must be like this.

The whole radish head is a whole pistachio.

Wan Laifu smiled happily because of his words, and said, "Look at your small mouth, you can really talk." Hearing that Wei Changyu said that he didn't want to eat anymore, he wiped his hands with a cotton towel Come on, the honey juice on the mouth.

Xiaoluotou felt that his little hand was no longer sticky, so he spread ten fingers and stretched them out in front of Wan Laifu: "Thank you, Uncle Fu, it's been wiped clean."

In the afternoon, Drunk Fragrance House began to see customers one after another.

Business was still booming, with waves of guests coming in, the lobby on the first floor was soon full, and the private rooms on the second floor were almost full.

In the back kitchen, Wei Changhe was very busy, he was busy with the spatula and spoon, and Yu Qian was also busy preparing dishes. Fortunately, Qian Qian was fast at making knives. One was cooking and the other was preparing dishes. They cooperated very tacitly, even though there were too many guests. Some, but still busy.

Agui, Su Cheng ran back and forth, passing food in the hall, but he was so tired that he didn't take a break.

At the busiest time, a government servant entered Zuixiangfang.

Agui and Su Cheng didn't have time to go up to greet the yamen servant, the yamen servant went straight to the counter.

In the hall, there were several tables near the door. The guests at these tables stopped their chopsticks when they saw the yamen servant enter the Zuixiangfang, and all of them stared at the yamen servant curiously, thinking about what the yamen servant was here for.

Even the yamen servants have been recruited. I don't know what happened to Zuixiangfang.

They're just here for a meal, so don't get involved.

Although they didn't say it out of their mouths, those guests had all kinds of guesses in their hearts.

Since ancient times, the common people have been afraid of officials. When ordinary people see officials passing by, they think that there must be nothing good.

Wan Laifu saw the clothes that the yamen servant was wearing, and quickly greeted him with a smile: "Brother Guancha, are you here for dinner? Coincidentally, our Zuixiangfang has just released a lot of new dishes. Please take a seat."

Then Wan Laifu winked at Agui: "Agui, take this official sent brother to the private room."

The yamen servant waved his hand: "Treasurer Wan, you are welcome, the little one is not here to eat." The yamen servant spoke to Wan Laifu in a very polite tone: "The last time Mr. Song packed the dishes back from Zuixiangfang, my family Mr. Song and Mrs. Song felt that the taste was very good after eating it, and they liked it very much, so they ordered the younger one to book a private room in advance."

The yamen servant spoke to Wan Laifu in a respectful manner, and the diners saw it clearly.

It turned out that Zuixiangfang did not commit a crime, and now they can rest assured to put their chopsticks down.

But after everyone heard it, it was the magistrate of the county who ordered the yamen servant to come to Zuixiangfang to book a private room in advance.

Everyone was even more surprised. The county magistrate felt that the dishes in Zuixiangfang were delicious, and they wanted to go to Zuixiangfang to eat in person. The people sent by the county magistrate were very polite to Zuixiangfang. It seems that Zuixiang The dishes in the square are really first-class.

Even the magistrate of the county likes the dishes of Zuixiangfang. It seems that Fengxianglou will close sooner or later.

When Wan Laifu heard that the magistrate of the county was going to come to Zuixiang Fang for dinner in person, he was excited and nervous, and was at a loss.

It was the first time that the magistrate of the county had to go to Zuixiangfang in person.

All the people in Zhishui Town knew that Mr. Song was an upright official and rarely ate and drank outside. No matter how hot the business of Fengxiang Building was before, Mr. Song never visited.

Wan Laifu didn't react for a while, and after he did, he smiled and said to the yamen servant: "Brother Guancha, you can go back and tell Mr. Song that I will keep the private room at any time, and Mr. Song can come to eat at any time. "

"In this way, there will be Laowan shopkeeper, I will go back and report to your lord first." The yamen servant said politely.

Seeing that Su Cheng was busy entertaining guests, Wan Laifu waved at Agui: "Agui, see off this official brother."

About an hour later, the guests of Zuixiangfang dispersed a little, the hall on the first floor was not as lively as before, and there were still a few tables vacant.

At this time, accompanied by Song Lixue and Song Qinghe, county magistrate Song Yang and county wife Qin Yulan arrived at the entrance of Zuixiangfang.

It took only one or two sticks of incense to walk from the county government office to Zuixiangfang, and the group of people did not take the sedan chair.

Song Yang is a clean and honest official, and he doesn't pay much attention to ostentation when he goes out on weekdays. The people in Zhishui Town all say that he is a good official.

Wan Laifu saw that Song Yang was walking to the door of Zuixiangfang holding Qin's hand, so he quickly greeted him with a smile.

The visitor is a distinguished guest, so don't be careless.

Wan Laifu spread out one hand, and made a gesture of inviting guests to enter: "Master Song, the private room has already been arranged for you, please come with me."

(End of this chapter)