Now that Gao Li has been established, if done well, he will certainly be able to step on Tianxiang Tower's head.
But Song Liyun is not a serious cook, nor a serious merchant, nor even a serious girl.
If you can chase someone outside Zui Chun Tower and ask someone to come out to express your love, will you call Jin Xi Tower and ask for an explanation?
However... if you really come to Jinxi Building to cause trouble, you can use the topic to your advantage.
Thinking of this, Shen Leyan said to Gao Li: "Song Liyun has been looking at other shops in the past two days and asked how the business is going. It seems that he is going to expand the store.
Since Tianxianglou is using your barbecue recipe, our Jinxilou will also make barbecue skewers."
The person on the high facade froze: "My boss, you are so lowly..."
"Shut up!" Shen Leyan interrupted in a deep voice.
He knew that Gao Li wanted to say who would eat such lowly things.
Since we want to learn from others, we must do the same thing.
At the beginning, they thought that as long as the grain and oil cooks were suppressed, Tianxiang Tower would not be able to open.
Later, when I saw barbecued skewers being sold, I thought Tianxianglou had learned from the previous methods of grilling lamb chops, and made some leftovers such as diced meat, chicken wings, duck feet, etc. that were not suitable for the countertop, as well as ordinary vegetarian vegetables such as potatoes, leek, and pepper, and grilled them to make up for it.
Even the drinks are low-alcohol brews that cannot be sold. No one will want to eat such things.
But now it seems that these extremely low-cost dishes are the ones that make money.
And with Gao Li's words, he can also put it on the table.
In the evening, Yun Niang helped Song Liyun pack the parcel. In addition to the long quilted coat she was wearing, she also brought two sets of jackets.
She wanted to go to the grassland with Zhao Tingduo and the others.
The original plan was to go there in a dozen days, but now Jin Xilou spreads rumors that she should be "hurt and worried" and stay home for two days.
In addition, the exhibition also needs to deliver some things from the grassland, and also needs to prepare a batch of beef and mutton, which can be used for a walk.
Because you need to enter the grassland from Suijinguan, it is best to start at night to avoid crowded times.
At night, Xiao An had already fallen asleep.
Song Liyun took out the Juqing horse and left amid Song Zhenping's instructions and Yun Niang's worried and sad eyes.
Zhao Tingduo and Abu were waiting at the guardhouse. Both of them were wearing tight-fitting black jackets at this time, and Luo Baihu was standing next to them.
Upon seeing Song Liyun, Luo Baihu got on his horse without saying anything, and the four of them headed straight for Broken Gold Pass.
At this time, reliable manpower had been arranged at Suijinguan. Seeing Luo Baihu coming, they hurriedly opened the bridge under the pass and entered the Huangsha River through the shallow water.
Luo Baihu was in front, and Song Liyun was sandwiched between several people. They ran along the river for two miles before the four horses stopped.
Luo Baihu walked to Song Liyun and lowered his voice: "Girl Song, it's the peak season for leather goods soon. It's enough that you know this road and I don't let others know about it.
And when you enter the grassland, you only need to follow the arrangements of San...Ashi, they can protect you... There are good and bad Dilu people, you don't have to be afraid!"
Zhao Tingduo had told him in advance that Song Liyun was going to the grassland. Considering that leather goods, mutton and other things had to be sold by Song Liyun, it was only a matter of time before he knew the truth.
Besides, this time we only went to the entrance of the Huangsha River Valley in the Dilu Grassland, where there was a temporary campsite for more than 20 people.
It won't take long for Song Liyun to get there, and it's very safe.
Song Liyun also knew that Luo Baihu would not say such things for no reason, but he was just worried that he would spill the beans.
She nodded and said: "Master Baihu, don't worry, I know what's appropriate, and besides, A Shi and the others are here."
After a few more words of warning, Luo Baihu returned to Broken Gold Pass alone.
It's only autumn now, the river has not yet frozen, and the water flow is fast.
From Suijinguan to Dilu Grassland, you need to walk along the river, with rapids on one side and cliffs on the other.
Zhao Tingduo led the way, walking through a trail hidden in the grass that could only allow one horse to pass.
In the dark night, three horses trotted, their hooves making a crisp sound on the gravel.
After running for an hour, the river bank gradually became flat. Zhao Tingduo, the leader, slowed down his horse and waited for Song Liyun to catch up before saying, "You must be tired. Let's rest for a while before we go!"
It is nearly a hundred miles from Suijin Town to the grassland, and we need to rest several times on the way.
In fact, it is common for Abu and Zhao Tingduo to travel hundreds of miles at night, but they thought that Song Li might not have ridden a horse for such a long time, so they did not rush.
Song Liyun is not trying to be brave. Although she rides horses every day these days, she has always walked on smooth roads. This is the first time she has taken such a dangerous road like today.
Fortunately, Ju Qingma's steps were steady and she was not frightened.
"Okay, I want to take a rest." Song Liyun wanted to dismount.
Zhao Tingduo raised his hand to support her: "Be careful! This is the river beach, be careful with your sprained feet."
Song Liyun took his arm and dismounted. Her stiff legs stepped on the gravel and she almost fell down.
Abu on the side chuckled: "Sister Song, how far have we gone? You won't be able to ride a horse in a while, you will have to walk!"
Song Liyun rubbed her legs and rolled her eyes at him: "I have only been learning horses for a long time, how dare I compete with you?"
The study room of Qili County Yamenzhai.
Jiang Feng was still copying the file carefully under the lamp. He waited for the last stroke to be written, then rubbed his wrist and put the pen on the pen mountain.
He was writing a monthly letter back to Beijing, and needed to report trivial matters concerning the Yunzhou government to the Prince's Mansion.
After putting the letter on the shelf, Jiang Feng picked up another piece of paper and looked at it. The letterhead was "Qili County Food Fair". Below it was densely written with various arrangements and a list of stores interested in participating.
He has been studying this thing for the past two days.
According to the above method, you need to choose 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 are put out for people to taste and choose.
The stores on the list need to be located closest to the county government gate.
This kind of thing didn't happen during the Wu Dynasty. The annual temple fair was like this, with various stalls and hawkers placed along the street.
But now Song Liyun wants to show up at the gate of his county government...
If someone else had said such rude words, he would not even listen and would just serve him with a wooden board.
But it was the Third Young Master who sent the planning letter, and he needs to think carefully.
Think about it, the prince wants all the governments to cooperate with the Zhenbei Army's reasonable demands.
Song Liyun is a military household, and Qili County needs more support. Thinking of this, Jiang Feng, who has a photographic memory, opened the plan book again and read it carefully.
The sky was dim and bright, and Song Liyun finally walked out of the mountains. In front of him was an endless stretch of rolling grassland.
Ju Qingma stepped onto a familiar place and smelled the smell of her hometown. She was no longer tired and ran happily on the grassland.
The cold wind blew across his face, taking away the tiredness all over his body. Looking at the stars that had not yet set on the horizon, Song Liyun felt refreshed.
"Ashi, is this really the Dilu Grassland?" Song Liyun turned his face away from the wind and said loudly to Zhao Tingduo.
"Yes, this is the grassland, do you like it?" Zhao Tingduo let go of the horse's reins and let the horse run.
"like!"
Abu chuckled beside him: "Sister Song..." Before he could finish his words, Zhao Tingduo had already whipped him.