Chapter 270 The Village Beauty Who Falsely Claims Favors in a Farming Story (17)
Before the emergence of chili peppers, most of the spiciness on people's tables came from turmeric and mustard, which were spicy and irritating and were not really delicious.
It is conceivable what a sensation Wuweizhai's spicy Sichuan specialty dishes caused in the capital.
Even someone like Zhao Ce, who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, found it amazing.
The Daqing Dynasty can be considered wealthy, and last year was a year of bumper harvest. In order to attract customers, Su Lingyu simply waved his hand and stated that in the first six months of the restaurant's opening, there would be no limit on the supply of staple foods, and rice could be ordered at any time.
Coupled with more modern marketing methods, Wuweizhai was packed with people as soon as it opened. Within half a month of opening, it became famous in the capital and everyone knew it.
Finally tasting the flavor she had been craving for, Su Yu squinted her eyes in satisfaction, and at the same time, she gave the system a small half bowl of Maoxuewang to satisfy its craving.
Zhao Ce glanced at the cat on the ground, said nothing, and ordered a few more dishes.
"Your Highness, try this." Su Yu ate happily and used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of boiled pork for Zhao Ce. "This is delicious."
After picking up the dishes, she continued to add food to her bowl without noticing anything, her cheeks puffed up: "The capital city is great, there are so many things to eat. I used to only eat stewed wild vegetables and stewed cabbage stalks at home every day, and I could only eat meat during the Chinese New Year. Fortunately, I met the prince."
Zhao Ce's heart softened, and his phoenix eyes were filled with a gentle smile: "I should thank you for saving me."
If not, he would have died.
Thinking of the person behind the assassination, Zhao Ce's eyes turned slightly cold, and he even disliked the food on the table.
Hearing this, Su Yu slowed down her chewing.
"Your Highness." Su Yu's long eyelashes trembled, and she asked tentatively, "You are so kind to me, is it because I saved you?"
Su Yu was so nervous that she had to speak in honorifics.
The person on the other side obviously didn't expect her to ask this question. He was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.
"Your Majesty?"
Zhao Ce hesitated for a moment: "...Yes."
Su Yu's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably and her eyelashes trembled in panic. She lowered her head and ate her meal, which tasted like wax.
Zhao Ce fell into deep thought. Is that so?
Although the answer has been given, this question still arises uncontrollably in my mind.
In silence, Zhao Ce picked up the meat slices in the bowl, put them into his mouth and chewed slowly, his eyes lowered, still thinking.
The servants who had been standing behind Zhao Ce and serving him widened their eyes in disbelief. The prince actually ate the food that was picked up by someone else's chopsticks. Not a public chopstick, but real chopsticks that had been used by someone else.
Isn't it the prince who can't tolerate this kind of thing the most?
In order to cover up her guilty conscience, Su Yu tried to divert Zhao Ce's attention: "Your Majesty, please try this, it's also delicious."
Zhao Ce didn't think much about it, but the moment the food touched his lips, he suddenly paused and looked up at the opposite side. The girl was eating happily, her lips were very rosy from being burned by the red oil, and the pink tip of her tongue was faintly visible as she opened and closed it.
He suddenly remembered that the food in the bowl was brought to him by Su Yu.
But he didn't feel any discomfort.
The servants had been carefully observing Zhao Ce's condition. When they saw him stop, their hearts began to rise. The prince finally realized that something was wrong and he was bound to be angry.
The next moment, the servant watched Zhao Ce eat as usual, and when Su Yu served him food again, he happily picked up the bowl to take it.
The servant rubbed his eyes hard in disbelief.
Was it because he was dazzled or did the prince take the wrong medicine?
After the meal, the restaurant gave the guests on the third floor free desserts, including two egg tarts and two exquisitely shaped small cakes spread with homemade animal cream.
Zhao Ce didn't eat it and gave his share to Su Yu.
Su Yu is almost falling in love with the heroine. In ancient times when there was a shortage of delicious food, opening a restaurant like this would benefit the people. The heroine is very righteous.
The system pushed Su Yu hard: [Host, give me a bite too. ]
After biting down half of the egg tart, Su Yu exclaimed: "The boss of Wuweizhai is really amazing. He can make such delicious dishes. No wonder so many people come here to eat."
Zhao Ce's eyes turned downward, implying something: "It may not be that the boss is so powerful."
Su Yu looked up at him, not knowing why.
The corners of Zhao Ce's lips raised in a mocking arc: "What do you think is the most important thing in opening a restaurant like this?"
Su Yu was at a loss: "Is the cooking delicious?"
"Well, what else?"
Under Zhao Ce's encouraging gaze, Su Yu thought hard: "I also need money."
If you can cook delicious food and have money, you can indeed open a restaurant, but it is just a restaurant. A restaurant is not like a small workshop or stall on the roadside, especially in a place like Beijing where the powerful and wealthy gather.
To be able to drive smoothly, you need a backer and background.
Su Yu blinked: "Am I right?"
Zhao Ce smiled and said nothing.
"Let's go after you finish eating, and hurry back to finish practicing your calligraphy."
Su Yu's good mood ended completely with the sound of these words.
At this moment, she really wanted to pull the male protagonist's ear and shout, "Are you a devil?"
Su Yu got on the carriage dejectedly under the supervision of Zhao Ce, and did not notice that two people were looking at them from a window in a private room on the third floor of Wuweizhai.
Zhao Ce, who was following closely behind, seemed to sense something. He raised his eyes and shot his gaze upwards like a sharp blade, meeting a pair of handsome eyes flashing with complex emotions.
Zhao Ce's heart seemed to be hit by something, and he felt a strange throbbing as if the earth's fire was ignited by thunder from the sky, and his heart was pounding.
The two looked at each other from a distance, and neither of them looked away first.
Zhao Ce was clearly aware that this was not normal, as if his body and soul were separated. He should now retract his gaze, get on the carriage and return to the palace to supervise Su Yu's calligraphy practice, instead of staring at an inexplicable woman from a distance.
But he couldn't control his body.
Damn, what kind of witchcraft is this?
"Zhao Ce, why don't you come up yet?" The cute voice with some unhappy complaints clearly reached Zhao Ce's ears.
In an instant, Zhao Ce regained control of his body.
The air pressure suddenly became extremely low. Zhao Ce's eyes were as cold as frost. He glanced coldly at the woman upstairs. He turned around and got on the carriage without hesitation.
Zhao Ce's eyes were as calm as water, but a closer look revealed that there was a raging rage suppressed within them.
Upstairs in Wuweizhai, Su Lingyu withdrew his gaze in a trance, but soon came to his senses and frowned in confusion.
If she was not mistaken, the man was the one she rescued in the back mountain of Sujia Village.
Why is Su Yu here?
How did the two of them end up together? They were clearly two completely unrelated people, so how did they end up being related?
What puzzled Su Lingyu the most was that she had actually stared at a man for so long just now. Her slightly upturned phoenix eyes were as dark as ink, as if they could suck people in, as deep and mysterious as a whirlpool.
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