Hu Qing shrugged helplessly, "Unfortunately, too many people ordered tomato dish today, and we're out of tomatoes."
"Really gone?"
"There really isn't any left. If you don't believe me, you can come with me to the kitchen to see for yourselves," Hu Qing said solemnly, without changing his expression.
"Then let's come again tomorrow. I'll order all the tomatoes for tomorrow first." The leading man said, taking out a twenty-tael silver ingot and slamming it on the table.
The door to the private room was open; Hu Qing had specially arranged for all the foreign visitors to be in the adjacent private room.
The Sang people had loud voices, and their shouts quickly attracted people from several neighboring houses.
Several pairs of eyes peered into the room through the window.
The Sang people didn't feel ashamed to see others arrive. There was no need to doubt it; since they were all here, everyone had the same thoughts anyway.
"Yes, that's all for today. Let's order for tomorrow." Someone outside the window chimed in.
Hu Qing glanced at the people outside the private room window, smiled warmly, and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to them.
"Thank you all for your recognition and love for Juxian Pavilion's dishes. I'm really sorry, but the tomatoes we have today were bought at a high price by the restaurant, and we're afraid we won't have any more tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow, or the day after that, is fine too. We can wait." Inside and outside the house, the foreigners seemed to share a common hatred for the enemy.
Hu Qing looked troubled and shook his head helplessly, "It's best if everyone doesn't have high hopes. I can't say when it will be available. After all, it's a rare item, and the palace will only sell a little to our restaurant if there are any left over."
"If you don't believe me, you can try your luck at other restaurants in the capital."
Hu Qing's answer was impeccable. Seeing that he could not get the result he wanted, the man from the northern desert outside the window turned around and left without saying a word.
The Sang people stopped and put away their silver. Just as Hu Qing was about to turn around, a man asked, "Do you still have any spicy food? Could you bring a plate of it raw?"
Hu Qing thought he had misheard.
Turning back, "Are you referring to green peppers, sir?"
The man nodded.
"Eating raw green peppers can upset your stomach and intestines. People who don't eat them often are prone to diarrhea. Are you sure you want to eat them raw, sir?" Hu Qing asked knowingly.
He asked the extra question simply because he was worried that the other person might get food poisoning and then blame the restaurant.
"It's alright, we won't bother your restaurant if we get an upset stomach. Just pack one for us to take away."
The Sang people stopped pretending and directly revealed their purpose.
Hu Qing chuckled inwardly and agreed to their request.
Green peppers aren't tomatoes, so they can't get any seeds out of them.
After the meal, several groups of foreigners left the restaurant, each carrying a bag of green peppers, completely satisfied.
For several days in a row, the foreign envoys visited almost every well-known restaurant in the capital.
People go in and order tomato dishes, but some shopkeepers don't even know what tomatoes look like.
Some people know that this dish is only available at Juxian Pavilion and directly recommend that they go to Juxian Pavilion.
The green peppers that the foreign envoys brought back were also wilting day by day. When they broke them open, they found that the seeds inside were white. Everyone gathered together to study them.
The conclusion was that the seeds could not be saved for reuse, and after all the effort, nothing was gained.
They even sent people to search the market, but couldn't find a single tomato.
An envoy then contacted an official of the Court of State Ceremonial, requesting an audience with the Emperor to discuss the exchange of seeds.
Then, one problem after another arose.
The people of Sang were smug and secretly laughed at the fact that the people of Mobei were exchanging seeds for jewels and gold.
The Sang Kingdom only promised to exchange silk fabrics, and they were certain that Emperor Wanling would give them some in return, to show his great power.
Little did they expect that before their wishful thinking could even take shape, the fabrics from Jinxiufang would create a sensation in the capital, delivering a resounding slap to the face of the Sang people.
early morning,.
After finishing her breakfast and washing up, Jiang Shuyue changed into her dazzling new clothes and prepared to go out for a stroll.
As soon as I stepped out of Xingyue Courtyard, I saw Mei'er running towards me from the other end of the corridor with a big smile on her face.
Qiuju was overjoyed. "Miss, look how happy Mei'er is. It must be because Young Master Nangong has returned. I knew it! There are still six days until the big day. He should be back by now."
"Miss, great news! Fantastic news! A long queue has formed in front of Jinxiufang, all eager to buy the fabric you dyed using your new technique."
Mei'er hadn't even run up to Jiang Shuyue when she loudly announced the good news.
When Qiu Ju realized it wasn't news from Nangong Zeyue, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
When Mei'er came to her, Jiang Shuyue asked, "Is it sold out?"
"In my opinion, they'll sell out today," Mei'er said breathlessly.
Qiuju said, "Yesterday I saw Young Master Zhen wearing new clothes enter the study across the street, and I didn't expect that someone would go to Jinxiufang today. Miss, the celebrity effect you mentioned is really effective."
"Yutong and I also strolled around the streets in our new dresses for two days, so this effect was expected." Jiang Shuyue smiled with satisfaction.
"Miss, are you going out again today?" Qiuju was filled with anticipation for her future son-in-law to return home soon.
Everything was prepared at the mansion, just waiting for the groom to return and the wedding ceremony to take place.
Mei'er also advised, "Miss's wedding is approaching, so please rest in the manor for a few days. If you need to send a message to Yinqiao, just let me do it."
Mei'er was in charge of purchasing for the manor and would leave the manor every day.
Jiang Shuyue waved her hand, "I don't usually have big banquets for my weddings, it's not tiring. My aunt has never seen anything like this before, I still have to go and take a look."
Jiang Shuyue and Qiuju continued walking out. Just as they reached the hall, Shuanzi came in to report.
“Miss, there is a young lady outside requesting an audience. She says she is the daughter of the Right Prime Minister, but I don’t recognize her and have not let her in.”
"Cui Yudie! What is she doing here?" The master and servant asked in unison.
"If the young lady recognizes you, shall we see her or not?"
Jiang Shuyue waved her wide sleeves and said, "No need to invite me in. I'll just go out and meet you on my way."
Outside the door, Cui Yudie looked anxious, her hands clenched tightly around a handkerchief, hidden in her sleeves.
The maid Liu Xu craned her neck to look into the Jiang residence.
"Miss, we've only met Miss Jiang once. What if she doesn't come?"
"Give it a try, what if she's willing?"
Cui Yudie was about 80% confident, after all, her attitude at the palace was quite proper and she did not antagonize Jiang Shuyue.
“Miss, don’t worry. If she refuses to make a house call, I will kneel here in the Jiang residence and not get up. I’m sure Miss Jiang wouldn’t want people to say that she’s heartless and unwilling to help someone in distress.”
"Don't talk nonsense. You can't force someone to do something. I will find a way to ask your young lady for help."
Cui Yudie was a clever woman; she knew that if Liu Xu really did that, it would be an act of cruelty.
A doctor should have a compassionate heart; to refuse to help someone in dire need is not only a loss of compassion, but also tantamount to smearing Jiang Shuyue's reputation.
Liu Xu had no time to think about such things. Seeing her mistress's displeasure, she quickly lowered her head and said, "Please calm down, Miss. I was being rash."
Hearing footsteps, Cui Yudie looked up and saw the figure she had been waiting for.
She stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "May Sister Jiang be blessed."
Jiang Shuyue returned the greeting and asked directly, "Miss Cui, what brings you to my humble abode?"
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