Due to the scarcity of chili peppers, Yingxianlou cannot meet the needs of all customers, so Ye Diao organized an auction!
Want to try three new dishes? Sure, bid! Whoever bids the highest will get to enjoy these unique delicacies.
Food tastes better when you rush to eat it, especially after defeating so many rich people and looking at their envious and jealous eyes, it becomes even more enjoyable to eat.
But even so, the ten kilograms of peppers were soon gone.
Ye Diao had already gone to the Zhao residence several times, but every time he went he was either told that Miss Zhao was not there or that Miss Zhao had not gotten the peppers. This made Ye Diao very confused, as if a lot of money had slipped away from him.
Fortunately, Xue Huan didn't make him wait for long. She supplied him with chili peppers on his third trip.
This time it’s still ten kilograms.
There is no way for Ye Diao to spend more money.
But he soon had a new problem, that is, the restaurant can't always only sell these three spicy dishes, spicy chicken, right?
A good restaurant should constantly innovate to give customers a sense of freshness. Otherwise, with customers' fickle nature, they will sooner or later be seduced away by other little fairies, no, restaurants.
Thinking about the day Xue Huan came to the restaurant, she ordered six spicy dishes. She didn't make the other three: boiled pork, Kung Pao chicken, and chopped pepper fish head, but she believed that these three spicy dishes would taste good too.
So Ye Diao proposed to buy the recipes for boiled meat and three spicy dishes from Xue Huan at the price of one hundred taels per dish.
Xue Huan agreed, and thus received another three hundred taels of silver.
Of course, the three hundred taels also include the cost of after-sales service, which is to teach Ding Er some cooking tips to prevent him from taking detours and wasting ingredients. The other things are not a big deal, the key is that these peppers cannot be wasted.
After adding three new dishes, Yingxianlou, whose business had been sluggish, returned to its peak again.
Just when the business of Yingxianlou was booming, the former Prince's tutor, Mr. Feng Xian, whom Ye Diao had been thinking about, arrived at Fengchi by boat.
At the dock outside the city, a three-story ship slowly glided over.
Feng Xian, who retired and returned to his hometown, stood on the deck, looking at the bustling scene at the dock and listening to the familiar local accents around him, feeling filled with emotion.
He got off the boat, followed by a strong servant who helped him carry his luggage.
As soon as he got off the boat, a bunch of people immediately swarmed over him. "Old man, where are you going? Do you want a sedan chair? Ten cents per person, that's cheap."
"Old sir, please hire me. I only want eight cents, and I will definitely take you and your gifts home safely."
"Old sir, take a carriage. It runs fast and steady and will get you home as soon as possible. Seven cents will be enough for you and your belongings."
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Feng Xian felt a little overwhelmed by the crowd and quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no, no."
After finally squeezing out of the crowd, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The burden on the shoulders of the strong servant behind him was almost pushed off by the crowd, so he hurriedly pushed through the crowd to catch up with his master.
Arriving at the open area, Feng Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and couldn't help but sigh to his servant, "I didn't expect Fengchi to have changed so much after not being back for several years."
Under a willow tree not far away, there was a low-key carriage parked. A person was standing beside the carriage, fanning himself with a fan. It was Ye Diao who had come here early to wait.
He kept looking into the crowd, but there were too many people on the dock, and he had only met Feng Xian once a few years ago, so Feng Xian's face was already blurred in his mind.
After looking for a long time and not seeing anyone, he couldn't help but wonder if he had lost someone.
In a blink of an eye, hey, the old man standing over there is none other than the old man Feng Xian that he has been waiting for so long?!
Ye Diao hurried forward and bowed deeply, "Greetings to Mr. Feng."
Feng Xian looked puzzled: "Who are you?"
"Oh, my dear Ye Diao, my father is Ye Changxing."
Feng Xian had no impression of the name Ye Diao, but when he mentioned Ye Changxing, he remembered it.
"Mr. Feng, you've been on the boat for a few days, you must be tired, right? My father knew you were going back home, so he asked me to come and wait for you. It's very hot out here, let's get in the car quickly."
While holding Feng Xian's arm, he led him to the carriage parked over there.
Feng Xian didn't refuse. Why not take the ready-made carriage?
It was May, the height of summer, and the weather was already very hot, so an ice basin was placed in the carriage.
As soon as he entered, Feng Xian felt a cool breeze blowing on his face, and the heat in his body immediately dissipated a little.
Ye Diao picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. "Try this mint tea. It's very refreshing and can help you get rid of the summer heat."
Feng Xian took it and took a sip. The tea was refreshing and cool, and it was indeed good. He drank the rest in one breath and poured himself another cup.
Ye Diao opened the food box on the low table and took out three plates of snacks: honey lotus leaf cake, mung bean milk cream cake, and red bean paste glutinous rice cake. The colors of the cakes were refreshing green and white, and the shapes were round and delicate, which made people's appetites grow at the sight of them.
Feng Xian felt hungry, so he picked up the mung bean cake he was most familiar with. But when he took a bite, he found a ball of sweet and smooth cream inside. His eyes lit up.
I tried the other two in turn, and they all tasted great.
Before I knew it, the limited amount of pastries on the plate was gone.
When Feng Xian reached out his hand again, he touched an empty plate. He felt a little embarrassed, so he withdrew his hand and wiped it with a handkerchief.
The mint tea and three kinds of pastries were all prepared by Xue Huan, but she didn't make a large quantity. Ye Diao originally only grabbed a few and was thinking of getting some from Old Feng, but he ended up finishing them in one go.
He pretended not to notice Mr. Feng's awkward behavior, "Mr. Feng, I've set up a banquet at Yingxian Tower to welcome you."
Feng Xian glanced at him, and Ye Diao's smile became even more sincere.
"There's no need for a welcome dinner. I've been so tired from the journey that I can't even eat all that rich food. I just want to get home as soon as possible and have a good rest."
Hearing this, Ye Diao was a little disappointed, but not too disappointed, because he had already expected that Mr. Feng might not agree.
"I'm sorry for being so abrupt, so I'll just take you back home."
He lifted the curtain and told the driver, "Go to Feng Mansion in Qingyun Lane."
The Feng Mansion in Fengchi County was the ancestral home of the Feng family, with only a few old servants left. The Feng family's headquarters had actually moved to the capital, at the foot of the emperor.
When Feng Xian retired and returned home, he did not bring his children and grandchildren with him. He only brought an old servant and performed a few simple formalities.
After sending Mr. Feng in, Ye Diao returned to Yingxian Tower.
"Master Ye, we're old friends, right? I come here every time, waiting, but I never get the new dish. Isn't that infuriating? For the sake of our friendship, why don't you give me a backdoor? I won't pay you less."
A guest stopped him and said.
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