"Dear readers, I believe you have heard about the top ten famous ancient dishes at Majiazhuang Winery."
The storyteller stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, with a look of indifference on his face.
"I've heard of it."
"I can smell that fragrance even when I pass by the door of the wine shop."
"Just standing at the door and smelling it, You can even eat two big bowls of rice bran."
The diners in the audience expressed what they saw and heard.
As he spoke, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
No one was pretentious, and the atmosphere was very down-to-earth.
After the crowd's chatter subsided, the storyteller raised his head slightly and spoke in a calm tone.
"Yesterday, I had the honor to enter Majiazhuang Winery and taste three dishes!"
The storyteller raised three fingers.
His wrinkled face showed some aftertaste, and his throat couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Huo, I didn't expect you, sir, to be able to eat at Majiazhuang Restaurant!"
"It's amazing, sir, please tell me how it tastes?"
Everyone The tea guests had expressions of envy on their faces and asked him to share it with everyone.
The huge response from the crowd completely satisfied the storyteller’s vanity.
Yesterday, he and his wife spent a huge sum of 200 yuan on a meal. They felt distressed for a long time and were nagged all night after returning home.
After hearing the praise from everyone, I felt that the 200 Wenhua was worth it again.
He wiped the corners of his mouth, with an expression of endless aftertaste, and began to speak vividly.
"The taste is not like earthly food, and it can no longer be described with ordinary praise."
"The old man's evaluation is that this taste can only be found in heaven and is rare in the world. Smell! ”
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There are three types of people who come to Majia Village Restaurant for dinner.
One type is the businessman who only loves food, the other is the scholar and literati who loves both food and poetry on the wall, and the last type is the official gentry.
Girls who work in wine shops like merchants the most.
Be generous, be low-key and easy to serve, and leave as soon as you finish eating.
And when they listen to the songs, they will also reward them with a lot of money.
The most unpleasant thing is a group of literati dressed as scholars.
There is a large group of people when they arrive, and a large table of people will order two or three dishes and a jar of wine.
I don’t leave immediately after eating. I like to gather in twos and threes under the poems on the wall, holding a glass of wine, shaking my head, reciting poems and making comments.
This is nothing.
What's even more outrageous is that these fussy scholars raised their eyes high, as if they looked down on the merchants.
It seems like thisWaiting for merchants to come in and defile the elegant place.
Similarly, Li Fugui and other businessmen looked down on these scornful scholars.
A large group of people eat three or two dishes, and they also like to shout loudly and compliment each other on various business matters.
Don’t take a pee and look in the mirror to see what kind of people they are.
It is approaching evening.
Li Fugui and Zhu Youcai went to Majiazhuang Restaurant for dinner as usual.
Entering the wine shop, those annoying poor scholars were indeed there again.
It’s just that there are two new faces today.
They still gathered at the table near the corner.
But today they were a little generous and ordered four dishes and a jar of wine.
The restaurant was almost full, with only two empty tables left.
Li Fugui and Zhu Youcai walked to one of the empty tables and sat down, and soon a girl came over with a smile on her face.
"Boss Li, Boss Zhu, what are you going to eat today?"
"Old recipe."
Li Fugui smiled kindly at the girl, familiar with her said.
"Okay, sit down for a while."
The wine shop girl poured tea for the two of them, glanced at the corner, and stomped towards the kitchen.
Behind him, the bunch of sour scholars began to howl again.
"It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil."
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"Who knew that every grain of food on the plate is hard work."
"What a poem, what a poem! I really want to get to know the manager of Majiazhuang Winery."
A young scholar wearing a blue silk veil on his head and holding a paper fan in his hand praised the poem on the wall loudly.
"Brother Chen Lun, this song "Yuan Xi" is even more wonderful. It is written on the willow branches in the moonlight and people meet after dusk."
A man wearing a wash suit is a little bit more beautiful. The scholar in the white robe shook his head and closed his eyes as he read, his face full of excitement.
"Everything is a masterpiece!"
Chen Lun closed the paper fan, pointed at the poem on the wall, looked at the woman singing on the stage, and spoke highly of it.
"Here you can enjoy good poetry, listen to beautiful music, and taste delicious food. It is really an excellent place for gatherings."
"When I return to the state capital, I will also Talk to those classmates and we will meet here regularly from now on."
The young scholar obviously has some reputation. After he finished speaking, the surrounding scholars all responded in unison.
"Brother Chen Lun, this is a very good suggestion!"
"Brother Chen Lun is a leader in Jiangzhou Academy and Mr. Chu's favorite disciple. We will definitely meet at our meetings in the future. It’s a beautiful story.”
“It’s a pity that there are too many people from different religions, which lowers the level of elegance here.”
"..."
"Scoff."
Zhu Youcai chuckled disdainfully at the words of these scholars.
If it weren’t for these sour scholars who were sensible, no matter how many people came, they would only occupy one table.
Otherwise, Majiazhuang Winery will have to blacklist them all.
No matter how much money you spend, you won’t let them come in to eat.
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Some people are happy and some are sad.
The popularity of Majiazhuang Winery caused other wineries in Longmen County to lose business.
The shopkeepers of various wine shops look at the sparse diners with sad faces every day.
Even the most prosperous wine shop in Longmen County is no exception. There are only a few people inside.
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The shopkeeper Mo Danggui couldn't sit still. He slapped the dozing waiter hard, with a bit of anger on his face.
"Gouzi, if you continue to take a nap, you will lose this month's wages."
"You watch the store and greet customers at the door. I'll go out for a while."
Mo Danggui hurriedly left the wine shop with his hands behind his back and a dark face.
"Bah, disgusting thing."
After Mo Danggui walked away, the waiter rubbed his stinging head and spat at his back.
There was a trace of resentment on his face.
When business is good, these servants are so busy that they don’t see Fatty Mo giving them any extra labor.
Now that the wine shop’s business is not good, they are blamed every day.
When shopkeeper Mo Danggui arrived at Majiazhuang Winery, it was time for dinner.
The lobby is already full of guests, and there is a long queue at the door.
"Is this group of people who are usually aloof and superior, maybe they are crazy, and they are willing to wait in line outside the gate?"
This group of people waiting in the past have always gone to hell. Dinner at a restaurant.
And they only go to private rooms, never to the noisy lobby.
He couldn't wait to pick these people up and greet them, how could he let them wait outside the door.
Mo Danggui was really puzzled.
At this time, a young woman with a smiling face came out carrying a chair.
The woman walked straight up to Mo Danggui and said politely, "Please sit down for a moment, there will be an empty seat soon."
Mo Danggui said with a cold face, just like that He sat down straight and did not reply to the woman's words.
This girl who works in a wine shop obviously has encountered such an unfriendly customer for the first time.
She paused for a moment and quickly adjusted her attitude.
People in front of the queue also saw Mo Danggui, aThe middle-aged man with a big belly and a black mole at the corner of his mouth asked with a smile.
"Shopkeeper Mo, are you coming to eat too?"
A trace of uneasiness appeared on Mo Danggui's face, and he said softly, "This restaurant has been very popular recently. I would like to see it." See how mysterious it is."
"Don't ruin the stomachs of your neighbors because of your poor cooking skills."