When Yu Sheng reached for the bank certificate, Ting Jian Pingsheng said: "The best vegetarian wine."
"Good wine is also expensive," Yu Sheng said happily. Shaoxing 1982 is finally opening its doors. "One jar will cost at least a hundred guan."
Although you are the number one swordsman in the Eastern Wasteland, Jian Pingsheng still blinked when he heard the price, and then waved his hands to ask his servants to give him the money, "Here's a jar."
Seeing Yu Sheng happily take the bank certificate, Jian Pingsheng continued: "I will eat the food..."
"The asking price is not cheap." Yu Sheng said impatiently, already looking at the maid behind him, waiting for her to withdraw the money.
The interrupted Jian Pingsheng deliberately made things difficult and smiled slightly, "Money is not an issue, but I only eat eggs, and they are boiled eggs."
"Uh", Yu Sheng was a little disappointed, he couldn't charge much for eggs, but ten cents could last a person to death.
Jian Pingsheng also gave instructions, "But it shouldn't be too bland, and the taste shouldn't be too monotonous."
With that said, Jian Pingsheng reached out and took the bank certificate handed over by the maid, "Can you make such expensive eggs?"
"Yes, why not?" Yu Sheng reached out and took the certificate.
"Zhaixinglou has specially prepared boiled eggs with low-key luxury and connotation for you distinguished guests. Please take a look." Yu Sheng consciously handed the voucher to Aunt Qing.
Jian Pingsheng looked at Yu Sheng suspiciously, "If you can't satisfy me..."
"I'll shave my head and come see you." I vowed for the rest of my life.
Jian Pingsheng was startled. Is this kid sick? Why did he come to see him now? But it also showed that he was confident. Now Jian Pingsheng was looking forward to it.
Jianping really liked eggs all his life, scrambled eggs second, and boiled eggs the most. For this reason, he even raised an old demon hen in the city.
"I'm waiting." Jian Pingsheng raised his head, "Then I'll go back to the room first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the lobby of Zhaixinglou, "Sword Immortal? Which city lord is here? Boss Wang is here to pay a visit."
The onlookers moved aside one after another, allowing the Lord of Dark Crow City to come forward. Jian Pingsheng saw that he was wearing too shabby clothes, so he asked Aunt Qing, "Who is this..."
"The Lord of Dark Crow City." Aunt Qing said.
Hearing that he was also a city lord, Jian Pingsheng reluctantly handed over: "Jian Pingsheng, the city lord of Yucheng, has met the king's city lord."
"Hey, it turns out he's the number one swordsman in the Eastern Wasteland. I've admired his name for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you." Mr. Wang handed over his hand in a formal manner, but one look at him showed that he didn't understand etiquette.
Jian Pingsheng did not look down on him, but asked: "Do you also practice swordsmanship?"
"Me? No, no, I don't practice swordsmanship, I win with my eloquence." Boss Wang said modestly, making Yu Sheng curl his lips.
"I'm not practicing swordsmanship." Jian Pingsheng immediately lost his enthusiasm and said, "City Lord Wang, you can do as you please. I'm tired from the journey and I have to take a rest."
Boss Wang was confused. He didn't know what made Jian Pingsheng unhappy. He could only nod his head dullly, "Oh, then you're good to go."
Jian Pingsheng nodded and said goodbye to Aunt Qing.
After receiving the money, Yu Sheng waved to Ye Zigao, who was watching the excitement, "Little Ye Zi, take the guest to the room."
Ignoring Ye Zigao walking up, Jian Pingsheng disdained, "Have you ever seen a swordsman walking on a wooden ladder? As a master, you must have dignity and not take the ordinary path."
He raised his head and found the window on the tenth floor. He raised his feet and rose out of the air, leaping towards the window as fast as a meteor.
As soon as Yu Sheng raised his head, he saw his body disappearing from the window.
Jian Pingsheng's maid was still surprised that the city lord was so nimble today, and then there was a crackling sound coming from the window.
"My flowers", Yu Sheng realized that the flowers Wu Ming had been asking to be moved were still under the window.
"Quick, go up and take a look." Wu Ming hurriedly called to his subordinate Wu Zhu to come up. At the same time, he glanced at Yu Sheng, his eyes saying, "I knew that flower pot was going to cause trouble."
Yu Sheng was also embarrassed, but he turned around and pushed it to Boss Wang, "It's all because of his crow mouth. He said he shouldn't fall, but he fell now."
"Then what do I say? You can't curse him to fall in front of the first swordsman in the Eastern Wasteland." Boss Wang shrank his neck and defended with a guilty conscience.
In front of others, he dared to show off his rhetoric, but in front of the rest of his life, Boss Wang would never dare to do so, and he would be in trouble if he came back.
Ye Zigao did not receive Jian Pingsheng, but received a maid with white legs exposed, "Come, come, everyone, I will lead you up to find the city lord."
"You go first, I will lead the sisters behind." Ye Zigao did not forget to ask the maid to go first. Then he would be able to see the high scenery under the wooden ladder.
But before he could even step into the lobby, Ye Zigao had already been kicked away by the black girl. In the end, it was Bai Gao Gao who took advantage.
While Yu Sheng was feeling sorry for the flower pot, Aunt Qing and Boss Wang were chatting.
When Yu Sheng saw her, he hurriedly came over and took her arm and walked in, "What do you have to say to Boss Wang? What if she is cursed?"
"I..." Boss Wang looked at Yu Sheng's back, and finally said bitterly: "I curse you for not being able to leave."
Both parties were safe and sound, and Boss Wang didn't know if the crow's mouth had any effect.
"Why are you going to the back kitchen?" asked Aunt Qing, who was pulled by Yu Sheng to the back kitchen.
"After boiling the eggs and accepting Jian Pingsheng's money, I have to settle the matter." Yu Sheng said.
Aunt Qing stopped and said, "Just let the cook cook the eggs. Can you make the eggs he said?"
In Aunt Qing's opinion, there are no new tricks in boiling eggs, and what Jian Pingsheng said just now is just to make things difficult for others.
"Of course I will do it, otherwise I will charge money for no reason."
Yu Sheng turned around to leave, "Hey," he turned back to look at Aunt Qing, "You don't think your nephew is a money fanatic who doesn't think about anything after seeing money, do you?"
"No, no, how could it be possible?" Aunt Qing's eyes were filled with smiles, and she walked in front of Yu Sheng, "Come on, let me see your low-key, luxurious and connotative boiled eggs."
"Obviously." Yu Sheng stood there and pondered. If it was as he thought, then his aunt knew that he couldn't do it and wouldn't stop him.
"Oh, it turns out we are the same species."
Aunt Qing, who came back, slapped Yu Sheng on the back of the head, "What kind of idiots can you say that about yourself and your little aunt?"
"Then we are in love with each other?" Yu Sheng said, this is always a complimentary word.
When Yu Sheng came to the kitchen, the entire kitchen was busy in an orderly manner. When Yu Sheng and the city lord came in, everyone stopped.
"You guys are busy with your own business." Yu Sheng waved his hand and led Aunt Qing into the small kitchen he had prepared specially. At the same time, he exchanged tea eggs in the system.
Aunt Qing found a clean table and sat down, swinging her legs, "I want to see what tricks you can do with just boiled eggs."
"It's really a trick, just take a look." Yu Sheng asked someone to wash the eggs and bring them in, put them in a pot, cover them with well water, and then boil them over medium heat.
"It's nothing strange." Aunt Qing took out a small jar of wine from somewhere. It was a 1982 Shaoxing wine.
"Oh, my aunt, you are so willing to give up more than a hundred dollars." Yu Sheng felt heartbroken.
"Who is your aunt? Don't be too senior." Aunt Qing said, and at the same time, she drank slowly and swayed her legs even more cheerfully.
Yu Sheng didn't answer, so he left the kitchen and asked the boy to fetch tea. The Star Building entertains distinguished guests all year round, so there is no shortage of precious camellia.
After getting the tea leaves back, the water had already boiled, and Yu Sheng simmered it over low heat for a while while preparing the seasonings to be used later.
By some strange coincidence, as he passed Aunt Qing, Yu Sheng grabbed her dangling right ankle and squeezed it gently.