Nan Luoying was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she saw him fooling the postmaster in this way.
Unexpectedly, Kong Xuan, who was standing next to him, said in surprise, "Mr. Zhao, you actually passed on such a livelihood to a stranger so easily?"
Nan Luoying was stunned when she heard this, and then she reacted.
She only saw the smoke and fire behind the grill, but didn't think too much about it.
After thinking about it carefully, I realized that Zhao Xin was not talking nonsense when he said this was a livelihood.
Although this business seems simple, if Zhao Xin does not tell the postmaster about the recipes of his spices, he may not understand them even if he just watches from the side.
Now this postmaster has mastered this business and recipe. If he can develop it well, I am afraid he will be much better off than being a postmaster in such a small town.
No wonder the postmaster was tricked into working with a smile on his face, yet the other postmen nearby were envious.
As he spoke, Zhao Xin was already walking towards the three of them with skewers of meat.
"How does it feel?"
Zhao Xin asked with a chuckle as he distributed the skewers to the three of them.
It was already dark at this time, but because several lanterns were lit in the yard, it was as bright as day, and the moon and stars were sparse in the sky above.
The evening breeze blew in the courtyard, and everyone was enjoying themselves while eating barbecued skewers and drinking cold sweet potato wine.
Kong Xuan couldn't help but admire him, "Mr. Zhao is indeed a wealthy man. He has a unique taste."
Zhao Xin chuckled and thought to himself, "This is called refined taste. In later generations, this kind of pleasure is something that even the lowest class of people can enjoy, but in this world, it's praised as something that only the rich and powerful can enjoy."
However, most people in this world are indeed as dark as the world outside the hospital.
Zhao Xin gave a wry laugh, then shook his head. "That's not called elegance. That's called life. It's the life most people should have. If they don't have it yet, that's my responsibility."
Hearing what he said, everyone couldn't help but look at him.
I was a little shocked inside.
Nan Luoying felt even more sad and wanted to offer comfort, but she didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, Zhao Xin casually ejected a bamboo skewer that was now devoid of flesh, then said nonchalantly, "I came to this world too late!"
Everyone was stunned again when they heard this.
Kong Xiao couldn't help but admire: "Young Master, you really have a broad mind!"
Zhao Xin chuckled, remained silent, and then shouted into the distance, "Old Cao!"
"Here I come."
Cao Xiong hurriedly called over a postman to take over his job of grilling the meat. After briefly instructing the latter on how to do it, he trotted over with a plate of grilled meat.
"Sir, lady, please try this. This is made by me. See how it tastes."
After saying that, he looked at Zhao Xin and Nan Luoying with anticipation.
Zhao Xin looked at him with a smile, then picked up a bamboo stick, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.
Immediately, my eyes lit up; it tasted unexpectedly good.
He couldn't help but give Cao Xiong a thumbs up and praised: "Not bad."
As he spoke, he inserted another piece and put it into his mouth, praising it as he ate it, "Old Cao, your cooking skills are perfect. When you go back, make it for Qingyu and Yuyan to try. And teach Sanniang so she can add it to the menu!"
"Yes."
Cao Xiong smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits.
Zhao Xin then said to Nan Luoying and the others, "Luoying, Kong Xiao, Kong Xiao, you guys try it too."
The three of them didn't hesitate when they heard that.
Cao Xiong, on the other hand, was very happy to see Nan Luoying eating his barbecue, but he felt a little distressed when the Kong brothers and sisters ate it.
This was clearly made by our family for His Majesty and the Lady, yet these two ungrateful people ate it without even a word of refusal.
However, in front of Zhao Xin, he naturally didn't dare to say anything, but instead his face was full of smiles.
Zhao Xin, however, seemed to see through him. He glanced at him with a half-smile, then said casually, "Go and invite that old man from the daytime over. Tell him that he's so grateful for all the things he told us today, and I'll treat him to a drink!"
"Yes."
Cao Xiong agreed again and then turned and left.
"Master, would you like to invite me, an old man, to drink?"
Zhao Xin and others made a noise in the yard, and the old man naturally heard it, but he did not expect that Zhao Xin would invite him to drink.
Although the aroma was so fragrant, not only him, but everyone in the inn was probably drooling.
But when a noble person like Zhao Xin invited him to drink, the old man was a little hesitant.
"I'm afraid that I, an old man of low status, dare not act as a distinguished host and invite you."
Cao Xiong smiled proudly upon hearing this and said calmly, "There's no need to belittle yourself, old man. In fact, everyone in the world is the same in the eyes of my young master."
"Haha, all people in the world are the same. Your Excellency is truly courageous."
The old man was slightly startled when he heard this, then smiled.
But then his old eyes slowly narrowed, and he shook his head again, saying, "But I still don't dare to go. As the saying goes, when you show courtesy to others, you must ask for something. I am just an old soldier, but the distinguished master has shown courtesy to me, an old soldier. I don't dare to go."
Cao Xiong was a little annoyed when he heard him say this, but remembering Zhao Xin's instructions, he could only smile and say, "Don't worry, old man. My son is just thanking you for what you said during the day. I'm offering you a little wine.
Besides, since you know that my young master is a noble man, what else can I ask of you?
At most, I'll just ask you some questions, and if you answer truthfully, that's all. My young master will never lower himself to embarrass you."
The old man nodded after hearing this and said, "That makes sense.
Well, since it is an invitation from a distinguished person, if my father-in-law still refuses, it would be a disrespect to him."
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