Zhao Changhe couldn't see the look on the landlady's face, and couldn't tell whether there was anything special about her words, but he didn't take it seriously. He just smiled slightly, shook the menu and asked: "They all look like they are grabbing this and grabbing that."
, I don’t feel very interested. Since Jiangnan Osmanthus Wine is available, is there Jiangnan stir-fry?”
The landlady smiled and said: "Most people do as the Romans do when they are in the country. When they go to a foreign land, they prefer to try the local specialties. How can anyone go to the north of the Great Wall to seek the south of the Yangtze River?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Just asking, no?"
The landlady's eyes flashed: "It's not impossible if you insist, I just need to pay more."
"Does it mean that rare things are valuable?"
"It means special making is more troublesome." The boss lady said: "No one needs different ingredients, utensils, and seasonings. If they are kept there for a few days, they will go bad. Naturally, they will not be kept on a regular basis. If you want to order them, we will go out now.
Buy it, of course you will have to pay more for the cost and labor, but don’t say we are killing your pigs. Is that fair or not?”
Zhao Changhe put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "It is reasonable and well-founded, and it is indeed fair."
"Hey, Sanniang!" The drinkers were all unhappy: "Why do you keep talking to this guy as soon as he comes? He's not that handsome. His body looks good, and he can get a lot of money here.
!”
Sanniang glared at everyone: "I can talk to whoever I want to talk to, do you care?"
Someone said: "Is it just because we want to eat Jiangnan cuisine? Then we can order it too."
Zhao Changhe sighed, you are the lickers, if people don't say you are a good guy, why bother?
Sure enough, Sanniang laughed and said: "Because he doesn't want to be slutty. Then I just want to be a little more pure. This is called hospitality."
Everyone: "..."
Zhao Changhe dropped the menu: "Just have this shredded lamb leg, no extra trouble."
Sanniang became a little bored and continued to ask perfunctorily: "Do you need to chat with me? It's very pure."
Zhao Changhe could tell that she was perfunctory, so he simply said: "I want to eat, your fragrance affects my appetite."
"Bah." Sanniang got frustrated, twisted her waist and scolded as she walked: "Why don't you hurry up and get some wine? Why are you dawdling there!"
When everyone saw that the bowl of water was flat, they were no longer jealous, and started chatting about themselves again with a smile. Someone said to Zhao Changhe: "Brother, pretending not to be interested is a trick that many people have tried over the years.
, it’s useless…if you overdo it, you might get beaten.”
Zhao Changhe smiled and did not reply.
It makes everyone feel itchy to Sanniang just like you. As for... Huangfuqing has the same body type and is similar in charm, but Sanniang's coquettishness is a bit too much, not as good as Huangfuqing, who has a moderate degree, and Huangfuqing is still noble.
Well, Huangfu is still in love!
To be honest, with Zhuyu in front of me, I really don’t have much interest. God knows which boss’s forbidden concubine is there, so I’m going to provoke her when I’m full.
Soon the shredded lamb legs and osmanthus wine were served. Zhao Changhe gave the waiter a piece of broken silver and asked him to take care of Wu Zui while he ate and thought about the problem.
The conversation between him and Sanniang was all about testing each other. Just like Jiangnan cuisine, no matter whether the ingredients are available or not, as long as someone can cook it, it means that the cooks are from Jiangnan and not hired locally. It can be seen that this is a dish made by Daxia people, and
It is a small group organization composed of people from Jiangnan. It does not just purchase a piece of osmanthus wine and sell it here.
Sanniang said that although some people know how to cook it, no one eats it this way. Jiangnan ingredients are not always available here, which proves that there is no long-term exchange with Jiangnan. Don’t try Tantan. At the same time, she also tells you
, if you want to customize something, you can add money and it’s a fair deal.
How can these drinkers with their minds full of mountains and slender waists understand?
Judging from Sanniang's suggestion that he can be traded, if he is a person from Huangfu Yongxian, a person from the Demon Suppression Division, or a person from a certain force in the grassland, these three possibilities can be almost ruled out, and Ying Wu or Si Xiang
The people who teach are all decent.
In fact, I don't dare to trust these two possibilities too much. I don't have the tokens of the Four Symbols Sect. In the perception of the general followers of the Four Symbols Sect, I am still an enemy, but my priority is relatively low, so I can't bump into their hands.
God knows what will happen.
The people of Ying Wu, the organization's position is that they buy and sell information fairly, but in fact, the details may not be consistent among the people in charge. Who knows if there are any tendencies after being here for so long, and everyone has no friendship, so how can you dare to trust them randomly?
But since the identity has not been exposed, it should still be possible to use a pseudonym to buy some less sensitive information.
Just as he was thinking this, two more people came in from the door. Zhao Changhe glanced at them subconsciously, and his eyes became a little cold.
It was the leader of the caravan that night, a middle-aged man and a young man.
Sanniang approached Zhao Changhe again and asked with a smile: "Brother, another guest is here. It happens that your table is the only one with space. Can someone set up a table?"
Zhao Changhe said: "The business here in Sanniang is really good."
Sanniang smiled and said, "The location here is great. The foreigners who have just entered the gathering place are all drooling when they see the wine flag."
Zhao Changhe nodded. This position is really good. Isn't that why he came here? "Speaking of which, if I don't want to share the table, will Sanniang kick me out or them?"
Sanniang sighed and advised: "Why should you be so lonely when you are away from home? Many friends mean many paths."
The two people seemed to be impatient as they listened to the conversation. They stood next to Zhao Changhe on the left and right: "Brothers, we are all guests from the Central Plains. Have you passed?"
Now you feel like you are from the Central Plains? Why didn’t you say you were from the Central Plains when you sold food to the Hu people during the war?
Zhao Changhe knew that he might be able to dig out a lot of information by having a perfunctory chat with them, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt disgusted and couldn't pretend anymore, so he said coldly: "Sanniang can negotiate with me about this kind of thing.
, there’s nothing wrong with me giving in to Sanniang. The negotiation here hasn’t been completed yet, when will it be your turn to slap me and say I passed? It’s okay now, I don’t want to share the table, you guys like to follow me
Whoever takes a ride will go with him."
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined with wine!" The young man's eyes showed a ferocious look, and he suddenly slapped him in the face.
All the drinkers are in high spirits again. There are many dramas in Huangshaji, and there is nothing the same every day.
There was a "pop", and it was obviously the young man who made the move, but what everyone saw was that he was slapped on the face. His whole body spun in place like a top for several times before he stopped, and then he covered his mouth and spit out
What? I spread my hands and saw bloody teeth.
People didn't even see clearly how Zhao Changhe slapped him back!
Sanniang looked at Zhao Changhe with great interest, thoughtfully.
The middle-aged man was furious: "How brave!"
"Choke!" There was a sound of drawing a sword, and the sword stabbed Zhao Changhe in the back of the heart.
Zhao Changhe was still eating mutton legs and drinking wine. He twisted his body slightly for some reason, and the sword passed under his ribs. Then he easily pinched the opponent's hand under his armpit with a casual pinch. With a "Kacha" sound, the opponent's wrist was actually pinched.
His life was cut off, and his screams echoed through the hall.
Everyone took a breath and looked at Zhao Changhe with a slightly changed look.
Let’s talk about this man’s martial arts skills. The main reason is that his strength is a bit outrageous. What is the concept of pinching someone’s hand under his armpit?
Some people subconsciously made a movement of pinching their armpits, and then shook their heads, feeling that they could not do this no matter what. What kind of magical power is this?
Zhao Changhe let go of the man and said calmly: "This kind of trash dares to provoke..."
The two of them looked at Zhao Changhe with shock and fear. They retreated out of the door and said harshly: "Just wait!"
Zhao Changhe grabbed two tachyons and wanted to kill them, but after thinking about it, he put them down. These two people should be the leaders of the caravan. They may also need some evidence collection and other things, so it is not the time to kill them. What's more, Wan
Once the other party's thousands of people take revenge, things here will be impossible to do.
Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe turned to ask Sanniang, who was watching the show with twinkling eyes, and said calmly: "Sanniang, they beat your guests, but you don't say anything? Is it because they have more money than me, or is it because Sanniang
Mother doesn’t protect her guests at all?”
Sanniang smiled as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Oh, quarrels and fights in the store are common. I didn't realize the nature of it for a while. I'll forgive you."
Zhao Changhe said: "So if they find someone to take revenge, will Sanniang protect her residents?"
Sanniang smiled and said: "The inn is a safe zone. No one can touch my guests. You will not be held responsible after you leave."
Why didn't you say it was a safe zone just now? Zhao Changhe was noncommittal: "That's fine...Does Sanniang know them?"
Sanniang smiled and said: "What? You still want to take the initiative to retaliate and eradicate the root cause?"
"Isn't it possible?"
"Then I advise you to take it easy, there are many of them..."
"So who are they?"
"Second Master Qiao from the Qiao family in Jinzhong, I'm afraid it's his first time coming out, so I don't know him either."
Sure enough, they were Shanxi merchants... Zhao Changhe turned around in his mind, but he didn't expect anyone from the Qiao family to be on the troubled times list, so he asked: "What kind of business do they do, and who is in the family? Is Sanniang familiar with them?"
There was something profound in Sanniang's eyes: "There is news, but we have to pay more."