Chapter 62 Changan Restaurant

This was the peak period of market trading. Jiang Yan took her two children to the restaurant. The bustling place made her inexplicably excited, because most of the people coming and going were in colorful clothes, which was obviously different from the people coming and going in front of the vendors.

The difference between rich and poor.

There is no modern feasting, no traffic, no neon lights, just ordinary blue bricks and stone tiles. It is less gorgeous than the ones in the TV series, but more simple. Jiang Yan looked at the restaurant in front of her and had to sigh for the ancients.

With his wisdom, he was able to build such a strong and gorgeous house without steel and concrete, and it was also a three-story restaurant.

Chang'an Restaurant, this restaurant is the largest in town and the busiest. The gorgeous three-story building is located in the most densely populated area. People who come in and out of here are local wealthy people and businessmen. It is close to the place where goods are moved.

The east gate is not far away, so most merchants will stay here for dining, and you can both eat and stay in the hotel. This aspect alone is difficult for most restaurants to match.

Jiang Yan's goal was here. She walked in with a few children. At this time, there were many diners sitting on the first floor, and some were ordering food.

"Please come in, sir. Would you like to practice or eat?"

A thin, smart kid appeared. He was slightly bent, with dazzling white teeth. He was polite and enthusiastic towards Jiang Yan and the others.

Jiang Yan's face remained unchanged, but she admired in her heart the restaurant owner's management skills. He found a clean and handsome boy who was particularly eager when he smiled. Not only did he have a good attitude and good service, but he also treated poor people like them equally. It's no wonder that the restaurant business is so good.

good.

"Second brother, I would like to discuss a business deal with your shopkeeper, and I would like an introduction."

Jiang Yan bowed slightly, spoke generously, and always had a light smile on her face. Some diners passing by would look at her, wondering what a village woman was doing here.

Although the restaurant welcomes guests from all over the world, ordinary people are not well-dressed in clothing and rarely come to big restaurants. Although the clothes on Jiang Yan and others are clean, they are actually made of coarse linen. These are clothes only worn by farmers.

Moreover, the two children were wearing simple straw sandals, which were worse than the waiter in the shop who was dressed in satin. In comparison, they looked a little downcast.

"Grandma..."

Xiaodouzi hugged Grandma nervously, her not-so-round little face showing timidity, and Xiaowu beside her also tightened her grip on Jiang Yan's hand. Although the two of them were young, they would still blush timidly because of other people's gazes.

Jiang Yan rubbed their little faces and said dotingly: "Be good, I'll take you to eat something delicious later."

The two nodded obediently. Although they were afraid of crowded places, they still stayed by Jiang Yan's side, but subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Yan. Lin Feng was more exaggerated, almost hiding behind Jiang Yan, trying hard to avoid the probing eyes of the waiter.

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"Sister, please come in and sit down first. I'll go find the shopkeeper right now."

The waiter showed a bright smile, led a few people into the store, and found a place with few people for them to sit down.

Jiang Yan nodded, smiling in agreement. He had a very good impression of the waiter.

After a while, a rich and handsome middle-aged man walked in. He looked to be in his forties. He was dressed in silk and satin, which contrasted even more with Jiang Yan and others.

"What do you want from me?"

The shopkeeper's voice was rough, and his eyes were full of doubts and curiosity. Jiang Yan looked up and saw that she had a flat face, a garlic nose, a sausage mouth, and pea eyebrows. This shopkeeper was really rude, and he was always picking up good food.

long.

"The old woman's surname is Jiang. The shopkeeper can call me Aunt Jiang. I wonder what the shopkeeper's surname is??"

"My surname is Fu, Aunt Jiang, what business do you want to discuss with me?"

Shopkeeper Fu's shrewd eyes exuded arrogance, and he was very proud of his identity as shopkeeper. He looked at Jiang Yan and saw that she was dressed simply but with a generous demeanor, so he was much more polite.

"Shopkeeper Fu, I sell rice rolls at a stall under a big tree on the street. I wonder if you have heard of it. I won't beat around the bush. I have some novel recipes. I wonder if the shopkeeper is interested?

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Shopkeeper Fu immediately realized that, not to mention that he had heard of it, he also had people pack it up and taste it. They run restaurants and always pay attention to the bustling towns and the merchants and vendors who are doing great business.

So after hearing compliments from people in the store several times, he packed it up and brought it back to taste it. It tasted really delicious, especially the chili. He was thinking about how to make it.

"Aunt Jiang, please follow me upstairs. Let's talk in detail upstairs."

Shopkeeper Fu changed his original alienation and invited Jiang Yan upstairs. He also made a pot of good tea and smiled like a trafficker who kidnapped a child.

As soon as she sat down, Jiang Yan took out the two kinds of pastries and cold tofu she had prepared in advance. She secretly bought the cold tofu at the mall and put it in the bottom layer to soak.

The two kinds of pastries in the bowl also have a hint of coolness.

"This is cold tofu. The shopkeeper can try it."

Jiang Yan handed over the cold tofu with syrup and some ingredients, and then handed the pink and green Dafu to the two children.

Shopkeeper Fu twitched his eyes and said hurriedly: "What is this? Isn't this a pastry for me to eat?"

The pastry was pink in color, refreshing in green, round, cute and small. Just looking at it made him want to eat one.

Jiang Yan smiled slightly and handed one of each color to shopkeeper Fu: "This is our new pastry, called Dafu. Currently there are only two colors, one is pink memory with red date filling inside, and the other is green Qin

The heart is stuffed with sorbet filling, you can try it."

Shopkeeper Fu raised his eyebrows slightly. He had long been conquered by Jiang Yan's rice rolls and chili. He thought the other party was here to sell these two recipes, but he didn't expect that what he was sent were all new products he had never seen before, and the names were so nice.

, no, there is also the familiar cold tofu.

He had eaten cold tofu several times, so he skipped this one and went to eat Dafu. When he took a bite of the small glutinous dumplings, a mouthful of sweet but not greasy slurry emerged. I wonder if it was because it was soaked in water.

With a hint of coolness, the soft and waxy skin is chewy but not sticky, it is so delicious that it explodes, and it is so sweet that you will be happy~

He ate several in a row, and finally ate cold tofu and red date cake. His face was full of happiness, and his slightly narrowed eyes made his unique appearance even more unique.

He called over a tall and thin chef, who should be the chef who specializes in making desserts in the store: "Old oligarch, you should try it too."

After hearing this, the old oligarch also tasted one. Jiang Yan didn't bring many big blessings, so shopkeeper Fu was only willing to give him one to taste.

The old oligarch took a sip, and after a long while he said: "It's delicious! The color is delicious, the outer skin is sticky but not sticky, and a little elastic. The filling inside is sweet but not greasy. After one sip, your mouth is full of juice. It's really rare.

Excellent product!"

Compared to the various kinds of dim sum in their restaurant, it’s not much better!
Chapter completed!