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The family had just finished their breakfast when Zhu Zi arrived. Zhu Zi, together with Wen Shouzhen and Wen Rou pushed the cart filled with wine and made their way towards the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
"Chef Wen, the smell of this wine is really splendid!" Zhu Zi was pus.h.i.+ng the cart and remarked.
"Of course!" Wen Rou immediately thought of an idea. "Brother Zhu Zi, you are familiar with a lot of people. Can you help us see if there are any more restaurants that want to buy wine from us?"
"No worries, I will help you!" Zhu Zi immediately replied. "The Ten Miles Wine Shop (owned by the Yin family) is a bunch of crooks! They have a lot of wine in stock, but they refused to sell some wine to us."
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"They wanted to increase the price before they are willing to sell some wine to us. We will not be cowed! I will run around and ask some of the other restaurants if they need more wine just to spite these greedy b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!"
Wen Shouzhen was very happy to hear this, and patted Zhu Zi on the shoulders, "If we can sell more wine, I will make sure you get some benefits for your troubles!"
After lunch, Zhu Zi rushed into the kitchen secretly.
"Sister Rou Er, have you heard the latest news? A VIP is coming to Xianyang!"
Wen Rou was curious and asked, "Which VIP arh?"
"Hehe, I tell you, this afternoon, Landlord Zhang had come to our restaurant. He said that the teacher of our emperor, Sir Song Tao is returning to his hometown in Xianyang. Ai ya ya! This is a very high ranking government official with direct access to the Emperor! A super VIP!" Zhu Zi made it sounds super exciting. It was as if he had seen this VIP with his own eyes.
"I thought it is something else. I have long heard about this matter." Wen Rou was a bit puzzled. How come she had never heard of this super VIP coming to Xianyang in her past life?
With such an important guest at Xianyang, will it be Xianyang fortune or misfortune?
The kitchen was very busy. Before they realised it, it is already time for the dinner s.h.i.+ft.
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Wen Rou was standing beside Wen Shouzhen, and observed everything. She saw the way Fang Das.h.i.+ cut the ingredients, paired the ingredients, and her father cooking the dishes. In her heart, she was happy at this warm and familiar scene.
"Waiter, is there a private room?"Â A faint and gentle voice called out amid the sound of clothes flapping in the wind.
Zhu Zi was serving a guest and delivering some tea. He heard the sound and turned around. A teenager of about 14-15 years of age was standing in the doorway.
The door of Drunken Immortal Restaurant is very large and wide. It welcomes guests from all over the country.
The bright rays of the setting sun in winter happened to s.h.i.+ne over the door at this moment. Zhu Zi felt that the sun today was especially bright, and reflectively used his hand to shade his eyes,
That teenager was bathed in the rays of the setting sun. His tall, slender body was dressed in white robes that blended in his white skin. On his face, his smile was very attractive. As if the warm rays of the summer sun had returned to the land, and warm the frozen lake.
Even the rays of the sun seemed to envelope him, and brighten the whole restaurant. His voice, while soft and gentle, could be clearly heard.
At this moment, all the guests in the dining hall, regardless if they are male, female, old, or young, were attracted to this scene. They were thinking, 'what a handsome young man!'
"Guest, there are seats in the 'Bamboo Listening Pavilion' on the second floor. Please come this way." Zhu Zi was momentarily surprised and quickly recovered his wits. He smiled and led the way for this young man.
Within the 'Bamboo Listening Pavilion', the setting was very grand. The window leads to a superior view of the busy street, as well as the scene of the stone bridge and clear waters of the river.
After serving this guest, Zhu Zi left the room, and heaved a sigh of resignation.
This handsome young man will be the doom of numerous women!
Zhu Zi was walking towards the kitchen with the guest's order on a piece of paper. He sneaked a look at what this guest wants to order, and immediately he was rooted to the spot. What a strange guest!
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"Chef Wen, Bamboo Listening Pavilion's order!" Zhu Zi handed over the piece of paper that the guest had given to him.
"Oh, you put it down over there. I will cook it shortly!" Wen Shouzhen did not even raise his head. He continued to cook the dishes that he was currently cooking.
"Chef Wen, this guest is very strange. When you cook, you better be more careful! Longjing shrimps [2], sliced lotus roots, and a bowl of white rice cooked with tea, a pot of good Puâer tea [1]."
This order!
Is it â¦. Is it him?
âBrother Zhu Zi, what does this guest looks like?" Wen Rou's voice was quite shaky as she asked.
"Is a very suave and handsome young man, and he is better looking than most woman. And when he smiles, he does not reveal his teeth! Let me think⦠this guest loves to eat and drink tea. This means that his teeth are probably yellow!" Zhu Zi grinned like an evil overlord.
"It is him! It must be him! This is what he loves to eat!" After listening to Zhu Zi, Wen Rou's heart seems to beat faster, her breathing become more unsteady, and her hands trembled. She almost dropped the plate that she was wiping.
"Oh? What an unusual guest! His tastes are indeed peculiar!" Fang Das.h.i.+ pick out the piece of paper containing the order, and looked at it again.
"There is nothing remarkable about this. Everyone had their own preference for food. s.h.i.+ Tou, go to the dining hall, and get some tea. We will use the tea to cook the rice!" Wen Shouzhen barked an order.
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"Father, we cannot do that!" Wen Rou immediately stopped him.
"What is the matter?" Wen Shouzhen is puzzled.
"Father, this order is from the Bamboo Listening Pavilion. This means that the guest is a distinguished guest. The tea that we serve in the dining room used the leftover teas to cook. This distinguished guest can tell. We should use fresh tea leaves to cook the rice!" Wen Rou slowly explained.
"Young lady, the good tea leaves are very expensive!" Wen Shouzhen does not like this idea.
"Father, they can afford to dine in a private pavilion room. This means that they are rich and does not care about these monies. Just do as I said! Later we just increase the price of the food will do!" Wen Rou insisted.
"Humph, you are right! s.h.i.+ Tou, go to the storeroom to get the better quality white tea. After you have brewed the tea, use it to cook the rice!" Wen Shouzhen waved his hands, and proceed to cook the other dishes in this strange order.
"Father, let me help you to brew the Pu Er tea!" Wen Rou immediately volunteered to help.
"En." Wen Shouzhen did not decline her offer.
Fang Das.h.i.+ was peeling the prawns in a corner. It looks that these prawns are used to fulfill that strange order.
âRou Er, what are you doing?" Wen Shouzhen turned around, and saw Wen Rou poured away the first brew of the Pu Er tea, and could not help but frown.
"Father, I heard from Brother Zhu Zi that when the wealthy drink their tea, they must first wash the tea leaves. That is what I am doing!" Wen Rou immediately used Zhu Zi as a s.h.i.+eld.
âYou still need to wash the tea leaves before drinking? What a waste of quality tea!" Wen Shouzhen shook his head.
"Chef Wen, is the tea for the yellow teeth gentleman ready?" After a minute, Zhu Zi came in to hurry the chefs.
"Look at your mouth full of yellow teeth! You still dared to call someone yellow teeth gentlemen?" Wen Rou retorted, "It is ready, please bring it to that gentleman!"
The pot contained purple-red colour tea. Steam was continuously effused from the mouth of the heated teapot. The warm fragrance of the tea leaves gushed out from the opened lid.
Wen Rou closed the pot of tea and pa.s.sed it to Zhu Zi.
"This tea is really fragrant!" Zhu Zi sniffed. He loves the smell of this tea.
"Brother Zhu Zi, later if the guest feels that this tea is not good, you just inform him that there is no spring water in the kitchen. We could only use well water to brew the tea." Wen Rou advised.
"This pleasant smelling tea is not good? Impossible! Also, there is no difference between the well water and spring water. After you used them to brew tea, the taste is the same!" Zhu Zi grabbed the pot of tea and rushed towards the 2nd floor.
"Brother s.h.i.+ Tou, why didn't you de-vein the prawns?" Wen Rou looked at the prawns that Fang Das.h.i.+ had peeled.
"De-vein the prawns?" Fang Das.h.i.+ could not understand what Wen Rou mean by this term.
"That is the black line in the stomach and the back of the prawns. Brother s.h.i.+ Tou, look at this vein, it is black in colour and is likely to affect the taste of the prawn." Wen Rou pointed at the big prawn in Fang Das.h.i.+'s hand, and quickly come up with an excuse.
If Wen Rou did not guess wrongly, the order comes from a gentleman who is very fussy about his food.
And this gentleman is none other than the gentleman she made outside of Xianyang, the one that was dressed in white and had a white horse.
Ren Yue!
In the past, Wen Rou was highly familiar with Ren Yue's tastes. He is very picky about his food, and is a food critic.
Other than him, there is no one else that could order such a strange combination of dishes.
Why is he still in Xianyang? Why had he come to Drunken Immortal Restaurant?
Wen Rou was fl.u.s.tered.
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[1] For more information about Pu Er tea. See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pu%27er_tea