Era: Starting from Modu Translation Studio

Compared with the time last year when I came with Director Gu, today's Quanjude Hall is obviously much more relaxed and relaxed.

The reason is thanks to the Heping store that just opened a few months ago.

But the signboard there still reads Capital Roast Duck Restaurant in five big characters.

You must know that just two months ago, Donglaishun had restored its time-honored brand name.

According to the qualifications of Quanjude, it should be a matter of front and back.

However, perhaps because of the catastrophe of 1981, the time-honored signboard that all the older generations in Quanjude miss is nowhere to be found.

If you change to a normal store, the sign will be gone if it is gone, so just replace it with a new one.

You don’t have to spend your own money anyway, the wine merchants who want to pay for it have already been waiting for it!

But Quanjude is different. After all, it operates in the style of a time-honored brand.

Anyone who has a little bit of hope wants to find that century-old signboard.

But the more you think about it, the more it hides from you.

So, everyone sat together and recalled who had taken away the shop sign before.

After some inquiring, I finally asked a retired accountant about his whereabouts.

According to the accountant's recollection, a group of progressive students suddenly rushed into Quanjude more than ten years ago carrying a wooden sign.

Without saying a word, he just wanted to take off the piece of Fourth Uncle on the door.

At that time, no one in the store dared to express objections, and they only asked, What should our store be called in the future?

If we don't say that progress is progress as a student, it is not even a little bit better than the average team.

When I came to delist it, I also painted a new one for you.

Therefore, this wooden board with the words Capital Roast Duck Restaurant continued to move forward in the wind and rain with this time-honored restaurant.

After figuring out the cause and effect, the century-old signboard was quickly unearthed in a warehouse in the Forbidden City where the results of the Fourth Uncle's battles were stored.

Unexpectedly, because of this newly revealed sign, the old and new duck shops started fighting a civil war again.

After that, it was delayed until February next year before this time-honored brand, which had gone through many trials and tribulations, was able to hang up again.

Prior to this, the Sino-Japanese joint venture Quanjude had already opened in Tokyo one step ahead of schedule.

Since there were celebrities with the group today, Jiang Shan and his party specially picked a square table in the corner.

A circle of people huddled together, looking quite united.

Liu Xiaoqing, wearing a light green sweater, sat with his back to the lobby.

Since Jiang Xiaoyu beside him was ready to work alone, Liu Xiaoqing also decided to try the roast duck for himself.

Unexpectedly, he took a closer look and saw that there were not many duck slices left on the plate, so he simply put down his chopsticks.

The roast duck restaurant in Hepingmen is much wider than this, Liu Xiaoqing said while looking at Jiangshan:

The decoration inside and outside is very luxurious. I don't know why the driver of the TV station dragged us here.

Thank you for coming here,

Huang Yongyu also put down his chopsticks at this moment: There are too many foreign guests at Hepingmen. If we go there, we probably won't be seated yet!

Did you hear that?

Chen Peisi had a drop of sweet noodle sauce hanging from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Liu Xiaoqing with squinted eyes: I don't understand anything, so I just make blind suggestions.

Boom~

Liu Xiaoqing, who kept a smile on his face, kicked Chen Peisi under the table.

This kick was probably not light, and everyone at the table could hear it clearly.

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Shao Bolin and Huang Yongyu had a drink.

But in Jiangshan's eyes, it was even more embarrassing.

Huang Yongyu saw Jiang Shan laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking, so he asked curiously: What are you laughing at?

No, no, Jiang Shan changed the subject and said, Uncle Yongyu, what did you print on the flyer at that time?

You are a bad thing!

Who? Who is the bad guy?

I'm talking about leaflets, Huang Yongyu laughed and said, I'm talking about Chiang Kai-shek.

I don't know, I thought you were scolding Jiang Shan, Chen Peisi looked at Jiang Shan and smiled happily.

You just don't know, Jiang Shan grabbed the last piece of preserved egg on the plate before Chen Peisi's chopsticks fell.

Then, Chen Peisi began to fight back.

Liu Xiaoqing on the side seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and he didn't even bother to blink his eyelids.

During the few days when they were filming commercials in Pujiang, these two guys were so noisy!

At this moment, she was holding her chin and listening to Huang Yongyu's chatter.

In 1947, several universities in Pujiang were preparing to take to the streets on May Fourth Day,

Huang Yongyu picked up the empty wine glass and smelled it. He loved wine but he didn’t have much drinking capacity:

“At that time, all schools were busy with this matter, and I even went to Tongji University to listen to a speech given by Ma Yinchu.

Then I remembered that I also had a 30-meter-long anti-American cartoon, so I asked them if they needed it. The group of people almost jumped with joy.

Aren't you just passing knives around!

Jiang Shan gathered the bottoms of each plate into one, worked hard to save a burrito, and then sent it to the side without looking back.

Jiang Xiaobai, who had been waiting aside for a long time, immediately raised his hands and took it with a smile.

Hahaha, Shao Bolin laughed and nodded while looking at Jiang Shan:

Afterwards, they said that the Tongji University team was the most impressive because they were at the front of the team with a 30-meter-long anti-American cartoon strip.

It sounds really interesting, Jiang Shan also put down his chopsticks at this moment: No one will make things difficult for you!

How could it not be possible? The police and cavalry are here, and several water-spray trucks are also here,

Huang Yongyu's eyes were shining with stars, as if the past was right in front of him: It was so fun at the time.

We held banners and sang Unity is Strength all the way.

When passing a foreign company on the Bund, unsuspecting foreigners also ran out and sang along with the team.

When the mighty team reached the Huangpu River, the large and small ships parked on the shore also sounded their whistles.

You can't imagine that vigorous scene.

It was indeed unimaginable. Jiang Shan looked at Huang Yongyu who was talking with joy.

The anti-Civil War demonstrations, which in my mind seemed heavy when I thought about them, were actually described in such a fascinating way by this person!

Huh? It wasn't until the last sentence was finished that Huang Yongyu realized: Where is Lao Shao?

Jiang Shan took a look and said, You were here just now. Did you go to the toilet?

That it,

Liu Xiaoqing raised his chin in the direction of the service desk: Teacher Shao saw that you were eating too much, so he went to add more food.

Jiang Shan: You eat a lot too!

Chen Peisi: Absolutely a lot.

What did I eat?

Liu Xiaoqing, who was still high-spirited in the previous voice, withdrew his voice in the second voice, stretched out his little finger and gestured: Just a little bit.

While talking, Shao Bolin had already walked back.

Are you adding food? Huang Yongyu asked.

You are too stingy,

Facing a table of CDs, Shao Bolin couldn't stand it anymore: It's not enough to order so many dishes, right kid?

Teacher Shao, with a smile on his face, happily teased the two little guys. Jiang Xiaoyu immediately pursed his lips and smiled.

Look at Xiaobai again, his little head is so excited that he can make a fool of himself.

Am I stingy? Huang Yongyu couldn't bear to hear this the most: You pay for this meal, don't I also want to save you some money?

Don't save money for me, Shao Bolin was anxious. He quickly patted his pocket and said, I brought ten kilograms of food stamps with me when I went out today. Please don't listen to Lao Huang.

In this case, I won't be polite,

Huang Yongyu was the first to agree, but he must also make a special statement: Don't get me wrong, Lao Shao and I are not stingy people.

The three young people opposite smiled and nodded together, Jiang Shan nodded the most: I believe that Uncle Yong Yu is not short of money.

Hey, Huang Yongyu said with an expression that he had come from before: This really has nothing to do with money, does Qi Baishi know about it?

The three people across from him nodded at the same time. Shao Bolin didn't say anything and just smiled with his hands on his side.

Normally he is not short of money, Huang Yongyu continued:

The first time I went to his house, I was led there by his apprentice Li Keran.

Before entering the door, Keran whispered to me: If the old man brings out two plates of snacks, don't touch them.

Liu Xiaoqing, who had been holding his chin, blinked: Why can't you touch it?

I'm also puzzled by this, Huang Yongyu took a sip from his pipe:

“The first thing the old man did after entering the house was to take off a bunch of keys from his body.

Then he unlocked the dim sum box and took out two plates of dim sum.

I didn't care what we talked about after that, my mind was entirely on these two plates of snacks.

While everyone was talking, another roast duck car was pushed over.

Then, other dishes are being delivered continuously.

What are those two plates of dim sum? Jiang Shan asked while eating.

One plate has a small piece of moon cake that has been broken off, and the other plate only has a dozen peanuts.

That's it? That's too stingy.

If that's all I won't say anything, you know?

Huang Yongyu stretched out his hands to wave, and the people at the table were immediately surrounded.

I was staring at the two plates of dim sum, and soon I saw a small white worm crawling out of the mooncake.

Ah~

Oh My God!

Ouch~ Liu Xiaoqing trembled: How disgusting!

Then there was another one, burrowing in and out of the mooncake filling whose true identity was invisible...

Huang Yongyu's meticulous narration is very picturesque, and he doesn't care about the current food environment at all.

Looking at the others, although they looked disgusted, the chopsticks in their hands did not slow down at all.

What about the plate of peanuts? There are also worms?

The peanuts are okay. If you don't look carefully, you can't find the mycelium on them.

Is this still food? It's just a culture dish, Jiang Shan finally understood: No wonder Li Keran won't let you eat it!

Chen Peisi couldn't believe it: Are you kidding me? That's Qi Baishi.

This can still be fake, Huang Yongyu pointed out: You kid doesn't understand. This is what Mr. Qi is most particular about.

Essential?

Young man, don't you understand? Huang Yongyu felt funny when he thought about it:

There are too many guests in Qi's hometown. The old man doesn't want to lack the etiquette of hospitality, but he also doesn't want to spend money, so...

Teacher Huang was embarrassed to continue talking.

So, we have these two iron plates of snacks, Jiang Shan continued on his behalf: Use them to deal with the guests who are running around in my house.

Yes, yes, Huang Yongyu pointed at Jiangshan with his pipe and said with a smile: Guests from flowing water, snacks made from iron, Xiao Jiang summed it up perfectly.

The story of Qi Jia’s two plates of dim sum has already spread throughout the industry.

Speaking of Mr. Qi's stingy story, it really makes his life more legendary.

[Cash transactions, friendships are prohibited, iron prices are fixed, bad words are spoken, and hungry dogs wait on you. 】

This calligraphy hanging in Huang Yongyu's studio is said to have been inspired by Master Qi.

But in comparison, Master Qi is still superior.

The frames hung in the studio are constantly being updated like novels.

As the guide for painters continues to upgrade, Mr. Qi's telling guests also upgrades at the same time.

The ultimate goal is one: even if the King of Heaven comes, there will be no two prices.

There was once a cash-strapped customer who went to an old man's house to ask for a painting.

Qi Lao slightly glanced at the silver coins placed on the table, and suddenly felt that everything he drew was a loss.

After seeing a plate of salted duck eggs on the table, he raised his hand and made a few strokes.

Then, a painting with only four salted duck eggs on it appeared on the painting table.

The painter took a look and thought it was too simple, so he asked the old man to add a few more strokes.

When everyone saw that the visitor was unruly, they decided to teach him a lesson.

Soon, another small fly appeared in the white porcelain plate in the painting.

This made the guest so angry that he said: It’s better not to add any more! Then he turned around and left with the painting.

But what I never expected was that just because of the fly added later, this salted duck egg would later be auctioned for a high price of more than 500,000 yuan.

You know, the size of this painting is no larger than an A4 piece of paper.

The reason turned out to be that this was the last thing added.