Li Mengxian is a cultural person, so he naturally cannot compete for food with a vicious dog like a big hair or a little black one.

Last time I ate Bai Yutang's oysters a bit unimpressed, because it was too hungry.

This time, Li Mengxian brought a bunch of pig's hooves over, but was well prepared.

He took out the rice wine he had prepared and wanted to ask someone to help warm it. When he looked around, he saw that except for Bai Yutang standing beside him, there was no idle person, and he was eating pig's trotters!

"Yes! You still have to do it yourself!" Li Mengxian laughed at herself, but she was not repulsive. He poured a bowl of hot water, took a wine pot, slapped the sealing mud on the yellow wine jar, warmed a pot of hot wine, and then grabbed a piece of pig's trotter and stuffed it into his mouth, "There is wine and meat, and happiness is like a god!"

"Swish..." Bai Yutang sneered, "What are you drinking with the rice wine? Wait, I'll bring you the wine from the foreigners for you to taste!"

Bai Yutang said early in the morning that he brought something outside the door, but he didn't move in. He originally wanted to call Damao, but Xiao Hei came.

As a result, he was interrupted by Li Mengxian. At this moment, there was no idle person and he had to do it himself.

When Lin Fang heard that Bai Yutang brought foreign wine to him, he couldn't help but glance over and almost laughed out loud.

He thought it was some kind of foreign wine, but the result was a few bundles of beer tied with hemp ropes.

Seeing these bundles of beer, Lin Fang couldn't help but think of crayfish.

In later generations, in the evening of summer, when a large food stall sets up a stall, you have to put a few beer and a pot of crayfish, it is the happiest time for many people to have a day.

The taste of spicy crayfish is very much...

"Boss Bai, please give me a bottle." Lin Fangdao also wanted to taste what the beer from the Republic of China tasted, is it exactly the same as later generations?

"Okay! Master Lin, which one do you want? Want Friends Beer or Jardine?"

Wow?

More than one?

Lin Fang was a little surprised.

"Then give me a bottle!" Lin Fang ordered Qi Ruizhu again, "Ruizhu, go to my room and bring a few glasses."

Glass is not a luxury in this era, but it is not very cheap.

When Lin Fang first opened a small tofu shop, he didn't have any spare money to buy this thing.

That is, I got rid of the bandits from the Crocodile Gang some time ago. On the way back, I saw it and bought a pair.

I originally planned to keep it for tea, but then Bai Yutang brought a purple clay pot over.

Drinking tea with a purple clay teapot is not only more mellow, but also more interesting.

This glass that I had just bought for a while was idle.

Just so happens that I use it for beer now, which complements each other.

"Okay!" Bai Yutang agreed readily, took out the hemp rope, took two bottles of beer, and put it in front of Lin Fang. "This friend's beer is new. Don't look black. I heard that the taste is very good and delicious. German foreigners love this one the most!"

"Is this German product?"

"That's not." Bai Yutang laughed dryly and touched his nose, "It should be considered a British product, right? I heard that the boss is a British, but the factory is here, it's quite big!"

"Okay, I'll try it." Lin Fang nodded with a smile, took the washed glass of Qi Ruizhu, pushed open the beer cover with his thumb, and poured out a glass of beer diagonally.

"Boss Lin, have you... drunk?" Bai Yutang was surprised when he saw Lin Fang's skillful movements, "I have been here so many times, why haven't I seen you drink?"

"Of course I've drunk it, it's pretty good." Lin Fang nodded and admitted, "I don't have the right food to serve, so I'm too lazy to drink it. Next time I get some crayfish, that thing is perfect for beer! However, it's not bad to use it with pig's trotters."

"What's the best wine for foreigners?" Li Mengxian was savoring the deliciousness of pig's trotters, but almost sang a few words. After hearing this, he slapped the table, "If you want to talk about good wine, you have to count the rice wine! Especially the jar of Shaoxing aged flower carvings I brought, you will know what is a real good wine after drinking it!"

"Mr. Li, this is too much!" Bai Yutang was a little unhappy, "I just said that the pig's trotters you brought are not a good thing, you are still worried about it? When I bring the beer up, you will feel relieved before you can get it back?"

"I'm not that stingy!" Li Mengxian blushed slightly, "I just feel a little uncomfortable. Those dance halls are admiring foreigners and love to sell beer. We should still support domestic products when we have our own party!"

"Mr. Li, it's better to support our boss's new products than you support domestic products!" Damao interjected next to it, "The boss's new wine is so good, it's not as good as it tastes good!"

"Boss Lin, you brewed new wine? Why don't I know?" Li Mengxian was very surprised, "Can I let me taste it?"

"I want to age more, so I don't rush to put it on. It's not surprising that you come in less." Lin Fang explained with a smile, "Ruizhu, go and get a jar of new wine and let Mr. Li taste the taste."

"Boss Lin, you are really unrighteous!" Bai Yutang was also a little dissatisfied, "He is a little here, I have come a lot, I don't know you have brewed new wine! You have to drink a few more glasses in a while!"

"Okay, I must drink a few more glasses." Lin Fang agreed with a smile, "But I won't drink more beer, so I'll drink more white bars."

This is Lin Fang’s first time in contact with beer when he came to this world of the Republic of China.

I don’t know if the symptoms of beer allergies have been brought here.

I think it probably won't.

After all, the soul is now too powerful.

But the body is still the same body, and it will still have some impact.

When Qi Ruizhu brought a jar of white wine over, the Eight Immortals table was wonderful.

There is only one dish, but there are three wines.

Yellow, white, beer, the Three Kingdoms are in power.

Lin Fang smelled the scent of braised pig's trotters floating in the air, looked at the time again, and felt that it was almost the same, so he stood up.

"You guys drink it first, I'll put the braised pig's trotters out."

"No hurry! No hurry!" Li Mengxian wiped his mouth and swallowed the pig skin in his mouth, "Let's wait for Boss Lin to come over together!"

Even though Li Mengxian had eaten all over the foreign market, he had seen delicious foods from both north and south, delicious foods from both China and abroad, but he had never eaten any delicious foods.

A high-end restaurant will not make such scraps.

He is not willing to try the food stalls of folk craftsmen.

I tasted it a few times occasionally, and the taste is hard to describe.

Today he realized how delicious pig's trotters are.

It’s also pig skin, no matter what you put on the buckle, what you put on the elbow, or what you put on the braised pork, it can’t be comparable to what you put on the pig’s trotter.

In a while, Li Mengxian had eaten no less than five pig's trotters, and all the ones they chose were skinny and stubborn.

He just ate the pork at first, but later he trembled all the pork, just skin and tendons.

Braised pig trotters are already so delicious, Li Mengxian can’t wait to know what delicious food other cooking methods can make pig trotters.

On low heat, the aroma of the two pots of pig trotters had already floated out bit by bit.

When Lin Fang opened the lid of the pot, let alone the few people in the house, even the workers who were busy helping Lin Fang build and renovate the shop across the street couldn't help but breathe continuously.

"What's so fragrant? Oh my god, it smells so good!"

"I can't smell it, but it must be boiled meat! Only meat will smell so fragrant!"

"Fuck! Who doesn't know that this is cooked meat? Who is willing to put such heavy ingredients in cooking? Isn't it enough to deal with it? "

"Hey! You guys say, will the fragrance float from the other side?"

"Over the other side? Are you talking about the small restaurant that won't last long in a day?"

"What a small restaurant! That's the most famous small restaurant in the entire ten-mile foreign market!"

"That's not a small restaurant..."

"Ha... there is a Lin-level chef in your small restaurant? You just know nothing, you just know nonsense!"

"I really want to try it..."

Lin Fang did not come out at all when the shop opposite was rebuilt and renovated.

He still found the middleman from the Yasper, and he just asked for money.

Don't say it, although this was in the Republic of China.

Many things are not convenient to buy.

But as long as you give enough money, you can't choose what you make.

Lin Fang didn't have to go to supervise the worker. But when the door was opened occasionally, he looked at the opposite side and saw the shop opposite, which gradually turned from shaky old bricks and rotten tiles to quaint.

The master craftsman who led the team is said to have built the Forbidden City with his ancestors. A few years ago, when the Qing Dynasty was not yet dead, he was also fortunate to repair the imperial city. In other words, Lin Fang targeted the low-income class and did not make the decoration too well, otherwise it would have been magnificent and not much more than the imperial palace.

Hearing the workers at his subordinates say less and less, they swallowed their saliva one after another, the master sneered and cursed: "Do you greedy monkeys, do you eat for shortages or drink for less? Hurry up and work for me!"

"Xiao Liuzi, go to Dongxi Street opposite, go to the 'Ruan Erjie' and buy some pork head meat!" After scolding, the master turned around and instructed a small worker to go and buy, "Get the money, remember to bring the jar of wine back!"

"The second master is kind and righteous!"

"Follow the second master, it's just awesome!"

"Long live the Second Master!"

"Stop talking!" The master craftsman couldn't help but laugh and scold them again, "There is no one who can tell the words! That is, the Qing Dynasty is destroyed, otherwise, with your words "Long live" we will all have to go to prison. It would be light to get a slaughter in the autumn. Maybe it's fine, and we have to kill the nine clans!"

"Not that serious, right?"

"That's right, just shout 'Long live', how can you kill the nine clans?"

"A few days ago, I saw a scholar with braids chanting the good things about the Qing Dynasty. Can't it be so dark, right?"

"Haha..." The master sneered, "You should be glad that you live in this era! You don't think about how many Tartars are, how many Han people are there! That's 40 million compatriots! For example, if you go to herd sheep, and the sheep are disobedient, what should you do? You can't kill one to warn a hundred? What should you do if you kill one doesn't work? Then continue to kill until the other sheep are frightened!"
To be continued...