The shopkeeper of Jade Building could no longer walk.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.

The moment the man appeared, his body seemed to be pinned to death by an invisible pressure.

It is hard to tell what he was intimidated by. He only knows that he has lived for most of his life and has never missed it one after another like tonight.

Can such a precious "young man" be a servant for him... To be precise, even one of his servants is as precious as a prince of a noble family. Who is this man?

The shopkeeper of Jade Building looked at the man again.

The man was wearing a silver fox cloak, which looked like a dazzling white light in the night.

The shopkeeper of Jade Building only took a look and hurriedly lowered his gaze.

Even if his eyesight is not strong enough, his instinct to survive is always there. Intuition tells him that if he wants to survive, he should stop staring at the man in front of him.

"Master."

Another carriage drove over, and the car was much smaller and still inconspicuous, but the shopkeeper of Jade Building no longer dared to underestimate the other party.

A man in his forties jumped off the carriage. He called the man "Master", and he thought he was his servant, but compared with those young and handsome young servants, his appearance was too shattered.

But he was the only one who could speak to the man.

The middle-aged man said, "I've inquired. There are no other restaurants nearby. I haven't eaten for a whole day. I'll just use some."

At this time, Manager Zhou from Baiyulou also noticed the movement on the street.

When he saw this, he knew that there was a distinguished guest, but he didn't have the courage to come forward to pick up the guest. He just stared at the other party, praying that the other party could come to their restaurant.

However, disappointed him, the man raised his steps and walked towards the Jade Building.

Manager Zhao from Jade Building instantly straightened his back and showed a proud look at the opponent's house.

I have heard that Baiyulou has found someone to buy high-quality salt, but so what? In terms of the wine and food in Lianhua Town, it is still the fragrance of his Jade Building!

The group entered the most elegant wing room of the Jade Building. It was not the one who boasted by Manager Zhao. This wing room was created by the most famous craftsmen in the capital. The tables and chairs were all made of high-quality pineapple wood, and the Duobaoge was decorated with the most fashionable jewelry and jadeware. Even the calligraphy and paintings on the walls were all from the hands of everyone in the dynasty. I am afraid that the prince would take a look at it more when he came.

But without even raising my eyelids, I went straight into the inner room and sat down.

Manager Zhao wanted to keep up, but the middle-aged man put down the pearl curtain, and the man's figure was blocked by the pearl curtain.

Manager Zhao was embarrassed.

The middle-aged man said, "You have all the specialties here, and you will present them all."

When he heard that it was presented, Manager Zhao went there happily.

Because he was a distinguished guest, Manager Zhao invited Liu Yuchu, the treasure of the store.

Liu Yuchu made a unique recipe for sour bamboo shoots and pork belly, and fryed a plate of crabs that was enough to make the real difference. In addition, he also fryed several palace dishes with colors, fragrance and flavor, and steamed a portion of his best osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root.

Liu Yuchu is very confident in his craftsmanship. After all, this is a dish that the emperor has eaten. Where can ordinary people have such a good treat?

Unexpectedly, as soon as the food was delivered, the middle-aged man was brought out.

The middle-aged man said disgustedly: "Is this your specialty?"

Manager Zhao was stunned: "This is all made by our Chef Liu. He was the Imperial Chef back then!"

"She changed to a chef who is not an imperial chef!" said the middle-aged man without hesitation.

Liu Yuchu was still disliked? Manager Zhao was inexplicably surprised, but he still went as he said, but when he presented a brand new dish, he once again asked the other party to withdraw.

Manager Zhao was in a state of great anxiety: "Brother, what kind of dishes do your young master want to eat? Why don't you tell me and let's do it as you wish!"

However, the middle-aged man did not answer his words, but looked at Bai Yulou opposite him and said lightly: "Go and invite his chef."

Manager Zhao: "This..."

The middle-aged man hit a cold look, and Manager Zhao's scalp went numb.

The one who came to Chef Lu from Baiyulou. After seeing the dishes made for customers by Jadelou, Chef Lu vaguely felt the measurement in his heart. When he returned to Baiyulou, he didn't make any complicated dishes and stewed a pot of winter bamboo shoots and crucian carp soup.

These winter bamboo shoots and crucian carp were not bought at the market, but were given by the little girl who sold salt.

The ingredients are very fresh, the winter bamboo shoots are so tender that they can drip out water, and the crucian carp is so fat that they can fry them out. A pot of soup is boiled into fresh and thick milky white, without any excess ingredients. Only a few pieces of Yu Wan's snowflake salt were sprinkled, and the umami flavor of the fish soup was completely evoked.

The fish soup was presented to the man.

The man's slightly tired eyebrows stretched slightly when he smelled the scent of fish and bamboo shoots.

The middle-aged man did not expect that the man would react to the pot of fish soup, and his eyes immediately lit up: "This soup smells fresh and looks even more fresh. I don't know how it tastes."

After saying that, the middle-aged man scooped a spoonful and tasted it for the man: "Fresh! So fresh! Fresher than the fish soup in our mansion!"

There are no fancy seasonings, and the taste of the ingredients is preserved locally. It has the sweetness of bamboo shoots and the salty and fresh fish meat, but there is no astringent bitter taste. It seems that it is made of rare tribute salt.

The middle-aged man didn't care why a small restaurant could use tribute salt that was not circulated among the people. He waited for a while, confirmed that the soup was not poisonous, and served a bowl of it for the man: "Master, try it."

The man tasted it.

"How?" the middle-aged man asked expectantly.

The man threw down the spoon: "No taste."

The middle-aged man sighed secretly.

To be honest, this fish soup is really good, but the young master is not picky. He said it has no taste, but it really doesn't taste it. The young master was weak when he was young and almost soaked it in a medicine jar. Maybe he had taken too much medicine and tried other things, and gradually he couldn't taste it.

The three foods that everyone enjoys are very painful for the young master.

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Sorry, I have been waiting for a long time, so I am punished to go to the corner to draw small circles.
Chapter completed!