Chapter 472 The Most Expensive Tavern

"Well, I guess Brother Bujiu must be asking Buddha to give you a good wife, right? Even if you don't say it, it must be like this, haha!" Jiang Fubao knew that Meng Bujiu never cared about money.

Then the only thing we can do is to seek marriage.

Meng Bujiu looked at her and smiled without saying anything.

After leaving the temple and boarding the boat, the four returned to their original place.

As the sky darkened, it was time for dinner, and Meng Bujiu led them to a restaurant.

The dishes in this restaurant are notoriously expensive; even a vegetarian dish costs half an ounce of silver.

Not to mention the pickled mustard greens, none of them weigh less than one or two ounces.

If you don't have a full wallet, don't even think about entering.

Otherwise you might not be able to get out if you’re not careful.

Jiang Fubao and a few others were sitting in a private room on the fourth floor. The room faced south, and there was a long corridor outside the window. Standing on the corridor, one could overlook the entire Jiangnan night view.

It's absolutely beautiful.

Meng Bujiu, who was sitting at the table, ordered eight dishes. Jiang Fubao counted them silently and was immediately shocked.

Good fellow, he actually wants thirty taels.

In one meal, ordinary people eat up what they would eat in more than ten years.

This was just the money they spent on this table and meal. The restaurant has four floors, each with six private rooms and sixteen individual tables.

She couldn't even imagine how much she could earn in a day.

Jiang Fubao clicked his tongue twice.

She thought she made enough money from her shop.

Compared to this wine shop, the little money I earned is like beggars' food.

No wonder the decoration of this restaurant is so luxurious, it turns out it is made of silver!

"Are you cold, Fubao? If you are, I will close the window." The windows and door of the private room were open.

Meng Bujiu saw that she was in a daze and thought she was frozen.

"It's not cold. I'll go to the corridor to see the night view." Jiang Fubao wanted to feel the cool wind to wake himself up.

Fortunately, she was not short of money, otherwise after this meal, she would feel that life was meaningless.

Working hard all your life is not as good as what others earn in one day.

Standing on the porch, the cold night wind hit her and passed through her cheeks.

Bitingly cold.

In addition, since we were on the fourth floor, the wind we felt was stronger than that below.

In front of her was the place where she had wandered yesterday. Lanterns were dotted everywhere, and the most common ones were red and yellow.

Although the weather was cold, there were still many people shopping. The narrow streets and alleys were packed with people, moving slowly like ants.

Jiang Fubao could only see their heads.

The houses and streets in Jiangnan City are divided into pieces by the river, a bit like standing on a mountain and looking at the farmland below, with a boat passing by on the river from time to time.

While waiting for the boat to pass, several girls on the river bank laughed and lowered their river lanterns, so as not to delay either party.

In addition to the sound of the wind, Jiang Fubao's ears also heard the hawking on the street, the cries of people looking for children, and the music of the piano in the tavern.

The Jiangnan city, which is not celebrating any festival, is even more lively than Lianshan Town during the Chinese New Year.

At this time on weekdays, she would have finished dinner and was getting ready to wash up.

There is no nightlife at all.

However, she still likes Lianshan Town.

Because that was her home, there was her grandma who doted on her like a baby, her crying father, and her mother who usually pretended to be strict but was actually very kind-hearted. Everyone in the family was very nice to her.

Originally, she was thinking that after she made money, she would buy a house in Jiangnan City and live here often. But when the cold wind blew, Jiang Fubao gave up the idea.

Grandma and grandpa are old, and people here have a short lifespan.

She still wanted to stay with her grandpa and grandma, and even if she came to Jiangnan City for another visit, she would bring her family with her.

My restless heart suddenly calmed down.

People have also become much more sober.

Jiang Fubao's hands were frozen. Just as she turned around and prepared to go in, Meng Bujiu stood behind her. He took off his coat and put it on Jiang Fubao. He asked curiously, "Fubao, what are you looking at? Do you want to go to

"Brother Bujiu, I'm not cold, please put it on quickly." Jiang Fubao hurried to take it off, but was held down by Meng Bujiu.

"It's so cold outside. Look at you standing here. Your face is frozen red. It will be bad if you catch a cold. If I don't take good care of you, how will I explain to your grandma when I get back? When I set out, I swore to your second brother that I would take good care of you. Fubao, listen and wear something warm before you go sightseeing. Brother won't be cold."

Meng Bujiu pinched Jiang Fubao's cheek.

It really is an icy hand.

"I've finished reading, come in." Jiang Fubao had no choice but to go into the house. There was a charcoal basin in the private room, so it was very warm.

The door leading to the corridor was also closed by Meng Bujiu.

“There aren’t many stars tonight, though.

Jiang Fubao was a little bored.

She simply turned on curious baby mode.

"Not really. Once the first snow falls, there will be fewer people. If Fubao comes again in the future, it's best to come in spring, summer or early autumn. Jiangnan City in winter is not as fun as it is then."

After saying that, Meng Bujiu picked up the teapot on the table and poured Jiang Fubao a cup of hot tea: "Here, warm your hands."

I pinched her face just now and it felt cold, I’m afraid my hands are even colder.

"Brother Bujiu, you see, the location of this restaurant is so good, there are no other restaurants or hotels around, it is simply the only one that dominates. They make so much money every day, if we open one nearby, won't we also make a lot of money?"

Jiang Fubao does have a recipe.

If she opened a restaurant, it would definitely be no worse than this one.

But she didn't dare say it too loudly. What if the waiter outside the door heard it? He would think they were here to cause trouble. So, she quietly leaned close to Meng Bujiu's ear and whispered.

"Fubao, do you know why this restaurant has been open for so many years despite making so much money? And why it still stands firm?" Meng Bujiu chuckled and asked her.

"I don't know. Could it be that there is someone up there?" Jiang Fubao stretched out his finger, pointed to the top of his head, and guessed.

"Fu Bao is smart. If he didn't have a big tree to lean on, how could he dare to open such a big restaurant in such a prosperous area? Is there really no one who would be jealous? But if he had a background, jealousy would be useless. Who would dare to take action against him? So, it's not that others don't open a restaurant, but that they can't open one and don't dare to open one.

Fu Bao, do you believe it or not? If you open a restaurant near this restaurant, no, even if it is just a small restaurant, it will not last more than three days?"

Meng Bujiu continued.

"I believe it! But its business is so good, maybe it has something to do with the food?" Although there are no restaurants on this street, there are restaurants on other streets.

How come this restaurant is so famous?

It's probably because of the luxurious decoration and the dishes.

She couldn't think of anything else.

"Well, the food is delicious, otherwise I wouldn't have brought you here. The chef of this restaurant is the senior apprentice of the retired chef Liu Xian. He has learned most of Liu Xian's skills and the name "senior apprentice" is a signboard that attracts money. Who wouldn't want to eat the dishes that His Majesty has eaten?"