Such a good night and such a night, Zhao Ying still sleeps alone.
"It's the wedding night in Japan today...ah!"
As soon as he sent A Xiang back to the door of "Gu Ji", Gu Laoshi and Jiang politely drove him out of the door.
The sedan chair was still there outside the door, and the sedan chair owners squatted aside, everyone holding a large bowl of beef noodles with roasted chicken legs in their hands. They ate it fragrantly and their mouths were full of oil.
Gu Xiang was dragged home by his mother. He took advantage of the fact that the door was not closed and grabbed the pomegranate tree at the door, looking at Zhao Ying with a gaze: "Which is the next auspicious day?"
Zhao Ying blinked, but it was hard to find that she was at a loss.
Jiang smiled and said nothing: "I asked the Imperial Heavenly Prison to combine your eight characters. The next best auspicious day is the ninth day of the twelve lunar month next year."
Zhao Ying: Ying!
Gu Xiang thought about it carefully. In December of the next year, she would have passed her 18th birthday seriously, which would have saved her a little guilty feeling.
A year is a long time, but it is fleeting when you really live.
Zhao Ying counted the days and calculated that auspicious days were coming.
On this day, it was rare that the snow stopped and the sun was shining. It happened to be a good day for the grand brothels in the capital to try the courtesans. It is said that the whole capital should be lively.
Feng Kuang stood outside Guixiang Building, looking at the handsome lineup outside the door, his face was filled with disbelief.
"I remember last year when the playboy was tried, the playboys in the capital were moved and almost squeezed the threshold of several brothels. Why are they so gentle today?"
Mr. Zhang actually spoke quietly to Mr. Yun.
When can they not choke?
"I haven't been back for more than a year. Have the young men in the capital become saints?"
Feng Kuang's friends looked around carefully: "Shh, you're calm, don't you know? Prince Ying sent a message. He's about to get married. Whoever dares to make a little trouble in the capital at this time will all go to the prison of the Imperial City to celebrate the New Year."
"ah?"
Feng Kuang's face was full of confusion.
A young man in the queue in front also hurriedly said, "That's true, it's so scary. A few days ago, the two who were drunk and fighting in the street seemed to be from the Ministry of Personnel, so they were caught in the Imperial City Division and have not shown up yet."
"Oh, it's all because of the lack of care in the palace. Last year, when the King of England and Princess Yongkang were overjoyed, the water actually left in the palace. A group of guards in the front office shirking responsibility for each other and even fought in groups. As a result, they caused misunderstandings, disturbed the emperor's wedding, and disrupted the King of England's wedding. Not to mention King of England, His Majesty was so angry that he couldn't wait for the New Year, so he was very angry. Last year, everyone who committed the crime was severely punished, causing trouble all over the world."
Feng Kuang was also a little scared when he was frightened like this. He turned around and asked a few words from his friend. When he really saw several Chazis from the Imperial City Department, he quickly stared at him with his breath and was as gentle and polite as others.
"I haven't returned to Beijing for a while, and there is some news. How many days will the wedding day of King Ying and Princess Yongkang?"
“Twenty-two days.”
A friend squeezed out a few words from his teeth.
Feng Kuang: "..."
He thought it would be the day after tomorrow, and there were more than twenty days left, as for?
Immediately, Feng Kuang showed off his pitiful bitter face.
How can I endure this for more than twenty days?
Friend: "If you want to be happy, you only have to endure these twenty days. We have been frightened since half a year ago!"
Feng Kuang: "..."
If it weren't for the long time and countless lessons, could the dandy boys in the capital become so well-behaved and lovely?
Feng Kuang's eyes turned dark and he felt a bolt from the blue.
But life still has to be lived.
However, although today is not lively enough, the snacks from "Gu Ji" are delicious.
Of course, that's what Gu Ji's.
Even if it is a pancake, it will taste very fragrant even if it looks ordinary.
"It's a pity that we didn't get the beef buns. Nowadays, we have to work hard to eat beef."
What's more, it's the good beef roasted by Gu Ji.
I heard that this bun was also tasted by Princess Yongkang himself.
Even though he was already a princess, "Gu Ji" still did the restaurant business step by step. Moreover, over the past year, the business has become more and more prosperous. Various snacks with the "Gu Ji" logo have been spread throughout the Song Dynasty, and they are even very popular in small surrounding countries, and have almost become a must-buy specialty for the capital after the vassal states enter Beijing.
This spring, envoys from various countries came to the palace to meet, and the envoys of Dali were their crown prince. His Majesty summoned him again in private. When he was given a banquet, he also divided his crispy fish into the little crown prince.
From then on, the young prince couldn't forget it and would chant a few words every day. Later, he learned that the crispy fish that His Majesty ate was actually a specialty of "Gu Ji". He was immediately delighted and bought all the crispy fish that "Gu Ji" and bought a large cart, which made the gourmets in the capital not see half of the fish skin for more than ten days.
Although this crispy fish is simple, it is not delicious to make any fish. Compared with other complex recipes, the ingredients are naturally relatively ordinary, but it is not as good as you want at any time.
Since then, even the fame of "Gu Ji" has gone abroad.
"I'm wondering, why is this 'Gu Ji' the first restaurant in our capital? Last year, Fanlou was ranked below it. Why do you still find these snack stalls every day to sell these snacks?"
Feng Kuang didn't know either.
But he likes it, the snacks are delicious.
Gu Xiang tilted the abacus and felt a little hot and swelling on his fingertips: "Look, can you avoid this snack business? Don't look at the good business of "Gu Ji", but the snacks that ordinary people have to eat every day on the dining table will make a lot of money, and they will have them every day."
Qiu Li and her group held the account book and nodded while looking.
Over the past year, the "Gu Ji" restaurant has been in full swing, and it can be said that the number one in this dynasty is the most profitable person in the dynasty.
The sales of pickles in their house are amazing, from all over the world, at home and abroad, and the people are simply inseparable from one day.
There is also a family-friendly dish series, from meat sauce, crispy fish, to soup dumplings, and then to noodles, the amount you need to make is getting bigger and bigger every day.
Until now, Qiu Li and the others can no longer take charge of the account. The number of promoted internal stewards has increased to more than 30, and the staff is still insufficient.
Gu Xiang was busy until the moon was on the treetops, and three soft knocks on the windows outside suddenly sounded. She opened the window and looked out first. She saw her little persimmon squatting outside the window, holding a piece of meat bone in her mouth, slowly gnawing on her face, looking satisfied.
"Little persimmon."
Gu Xiang sighed and grabbed a beautiful plum blossom from the window, "You have to learn to raise the price. Yesterday a piece of meat bone could bribe you, but today I have to pay at least two yuan. It's been a year since I was going to raise the price?"
Little persimmon: "Wang Wu?"
Qiu Li and the others couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!