If Gao Li does this well, he can certainly put Tianxianglou on his head.
But Song Liyun is not a proper cook, nor a proper merchant, nor even a proper girl.
If they chase after someone to the outside of Zuichunlou and demand they come out to express their love, will they storm Jinxilou to demand an explanation?
However... if they really come to Jinxi Tower to cause trouble, I can use that as an excuse to make a scene.
Thinking of this, Shen Leyan said to Gao Li, "These past two days, Song Liyun has been looking at other shops and inquiring about how their business is. It seems she wants to expand her business."
Since Tianxianglou is using your barbecue recipe, we at Jinxilou will also make barbecue skewers.”
Gao Li's face stiffened: "Master, that kind of lowly..."
"Shut up!" Shen Leyan interrupted in a deep voice.
He knew Gao Li was thinking, "Who would eat such lowly things?"
If we're talking about learning from someone else, then we should do it exactly the same way.
In the beginning, they believed that as long as they controlled the grain, oil and cooks, Tianxianglou would not be able to open.
Later, when I saw them selling kebabs, I thought that Tianxianglou had only learned the superficial aspects of roasted lamb chops, and used some low-quality scraps such as diced meat, chicken wings, and duck feet, as well as ordinary vegetables such as potatoes, chives, and peppers to make up the numbers.
Even the alcoholic beverages are low-alcohol brews that don't sell; nobody wants to eat something like that.
But now it seems that these low-cost dishes are the ones that make money.
With Huang Li's words, he could also have it served on the table.
That evening, Yunniang helped Song Liyun pack her belongings, including the padded long coat she was wearing and two padded jackets.
She was going to the grasslands with Zhao Tingduo and the others.
The original plan was to go in another ten days or so, but now that Jinxilou is spreading rumors, she should be "anxious and heartbroken" and stay home sick for two days.
In addition, the trade fair will need to send some things from the grasslands, and we also need to prepare a batch of beef and mutton, which will be a good opportunity to go out and take a trip.
Since you'll be entering the grasslands from Suijin Pass, it's best to set off at night to avoid peak times.
As night fell, Xiao An was already asleep.
Song Liyun led out the chrysanthemum-green horse and left amidst Song Zhenping's admonitions and Yunniang's worried and sorrowful gaze.
Zhao Tingduo and Abu were at the garrison. Both of them had changed into tight-fitting black coats, and Luo Baihu was standing next to them.
Upon seeing Song Liyun, Luo Baihu said nothing, mounted his horse, and the four of them headed straight for Suijin Pass.
At this time, Suijin Pass had already arranged reliable personnel. When they saw Luo Baihu coming, they quickly opened the gate under the bridge, and the horses' hooves stepped into the shallow water and entered the Huangsha River.
Luo Baihu led the way, with Song Liyun sandwiched between the group. They galloped along the riverbank for two miles before the four horses stopped.
Luo Baihu walked up to Song Liyun and said in a low voice, "Song girl, the peak season for furs is coming soon. This route is enough for you and me to know. We can't let anyone else know."
"And once you enter the grasslands, just follow Ashi's instructions; they will protect you... There are good and bad among the Di people, so don't be afraid!"
Zhao Tingduo had told Song Liyun about her trip to the grasslands beforehand. Considering that leather goods and mutton would all be sold through Song Liyun, it was only a matter of time before she found out the truth.
Moreover, this trip only went to the mouth of the Huangsha River Valley in the Dilu Grassland, where there was a temporary campsite for about twenty people.
It won't take Song Liyun long to get there, and it's very safe.
Song Liyun knew that Luo Baihu wouldn't say such things without reason, but she was worried that she might let something slip.
She nodded and said, "Lord Centurion, don't worry, I know what I'm doing, and besides, A-Shi and the others are here."
After giving a few more instructions, Luo Baihu returned to Suijin Pass alone.
It's only autumn now, the river hasn't frozen yet, and the current is rapid.
From Suijin Pass to the Dilu Grassland, you need to walk along the river, with rapids and treacherous shoals on one side and cliffs on the other.
Zhao Tingduo led the way, passing through a narrow path hidden in the weeds, barely wide enough for one horse to pass.
In the darkness, three horses trotted along, their hooves making a crisp, clear sound as they trotted on the gravel.
The race lasted for an hour. As the riverbank gradually leveled out, Zhao Tingduo, who was leading the way, slowed down his horse. He waited for Song Liyun to catch up before saying, "Are you tired? Let's rest for a while before continuing!"
It's nearly a hundred miles from Suijin Town into the grassland, and you'll need to rest several times along the way.
In fact, it was common for Abu and Zhao Tingduo to travel a hundred miles at night, but they thought that Song Li might not have ridden a horse for such a long time before, so they were not in a hurry.
Song Liyun didn't try to be brave. Although she had been riding a horse every day, she had always traveled on smooth roads. This was the first time she had ever traveled on such a dangerous road.
Fortunately, Juqingma's steps were steady, and she was not frightened.
"Okay, I need to rest for a while." Song Liyun wanted to dismount.
Zhao Tingduo raised her hand to support her: "Be careful! This is a riverbank, be careful not to twist your ankle."
Song Liyun took his arm to dismount, and her stiff legs almost slipped and fell on the gravel.
Abu chuckled, "Sister Song, we've only gone a short distance! What if you can't ride the horse and have to walk later?"
Song Liyun rubbed her leg and glared at him: "I've only been learning to ride a horse for a short time, how dare I compare to you, kid?"
The study in the back residence of the Qili County Government.
Jiang Feng was still carefully copying the case file under the lamp. Only after finishing the last stroke did he rub his wrist and put the pen down on the pen holder.
He wrote monthly letters back to the capital, which required him to report trivial matters of the Yunzhou government to the Crown Prince's residence.
After placing the letter on the shelf, Jiang Feng picked up another piece of paper and looked at it. The letterhead was titled "Qili County Food Fair," and below it was a densely written list of various arrangements, as well as a list of shops that were interested in participating.
He has been studying this document for the past two days.
The above procedure involves choosing a time to set up tents and stalls on the street in front of the county government office.
Then, all the food-related items in Qili County will be displayed for people to taste and choose from.
The shops on the list must be located closest to the main gate of the county government office.
This kind of thing wasn't uncommon in the Wu Dynasty; every year at the temple fair, various stalls and vendors would set up along the streets.
But now Song Liyun wants to put it up at the entrance of his county government office...
If it were someone else who said such rude things, he wouldn't even listen and would just punish them with a board.
The third young master is the one who can send the proposal letter; he needs to think it over carefully.
Consider that the Crown Prince requested that all local governments cooperate with the Zhenbei Army's reasonable demands.
Song Liyun is a military household, and Qili County should support her even more. With this in mind, Jiang Feng, who has a photographic memory, opened the proposal again and read it carefully.
As dawn broke, Song Liyun finally emerged from the layers of mountains, and before her lay an endless expanse of rolling grassland.
As the chrysanthemum-green horse stepped onto familiar ground and smelled the scents of home, it was no longer tired and ran joyfully across the grassland.
The cold wind brushed against her face, taking away her weariness. Looking at the stars that had not yet set in the sky, Song Liyun felt refreshed.
"Ah Shi, is this really the Di Lu Grassland?" Song Liyun turned her head to avoid the wind and shouted to Zhao Tingduo.
"Yes, this is the grassland. Do you like it?" Zhao Tingduo released the reins and let the horse run freely.
"like!"
Abu chuckled beside him, "Sister Song..." Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Tingduo lashed out with a whip.
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