Extra: Ten years later

(At your request, add a side story to explain the hatred of King Gu and the future of Xiao Lie and Song Keren. Sorry, I accidentally wrote it up and down. I hope you like it.)

In spring, the sun is shining brightly, and the largest restaurant in Jingzhao City, came out of a strong-wearing woman in gorgeous clothes. Three or four little men gathered around her, and a gorgeous carriage stopped in front of her.

The woman's face was angry, as if she was scolding the clerk next to her, and a curse passed through the street and floated into everyone's ears. He, the housekeeper of the Xiao family, was buying a basket of pears from the fruit stall opposite the dragonfly. Hearing the scolding, Lao He looked back and couldn't help laughing and said, "Good steel mouth, whose mother-in-law is this? It's really splashing!"

The pear seller quickly waved his hand and said with a frightened face, "Grandpa, be careful. If you let her hear it, there will be another quarrel. If a good man doesn't fight with a woman, why bother to have the same experience as her and care about so many other things?

Hearing this, Lao He couldn't help but be stubborn. He turned his head to look at the pear vendor and said with a smile, "It seems that she is a recidivist!"

"This old man is a stranger at first sight. She opened the largest restaurant in Beijing Zhaocheng. Well, that's the memory. Not only Jingzhao, but also Hanzhong and Xianyang have a penet. She doesn't dare to provoke. She's weird!" The vendor said in the end, and the "weird" sound almost died.

"Oh? Why did you say that?" Why can't help but be interested.

The hawker waved his hand and whispered, "The old man doesn't know that she is rushing into the world with nothing. In the past, I bought a teahouse on the official road, and I have saved a lot of money in the past few years. She used this money to buy a small restaurant here for only two or three years, and it has been so big. This woman has a bad temper. If their little maid makes a mistake, she will be beaten severely.

Lao He couldn't help curling his lips, shook his head, and said helplessly, "I didn't expect that we haven't set foot in the Central Plains in just a few years, and this place has become like this. Five years ago, how could the power of the Xiao family and the Fang family tolerate these shouts? With that, he turned his head to look at the hawker and said, "That's strange. Don't say that she is a woman, even if she is a little capitalist, she can't expand her business like this in two or three years. It will take at least three years to see a surplus if such a large restaurant throws a sum of money in.

Unexpectedly, the hawker smiled gently and looked at Lao He with pity.

"This uncle, you are indeed a foreigner. There is something in their dishes!" The peddler said.

"Is there anything?" Lao He couldn't help but be stunned.

The hawker nodded and immediately lowered his voice and said, "There is something. Anyone who has eaten their wine and vegetables seems to be crazy. If you eat it once, if you don't eat it within three days, you will feel uncomfortable all over! Many people know that there is something in their dishes! Uncle, you are a foreigner. I would like to advise you that you still don't go to their house to eat food so as not to be sad. The shopkeeper of the old Zheng family on the West Street didn't come for half a month in order to quit their wine and dishes. Well, he couldn't eat anything without dripping water, but he died. The funeral just came out before.

The more Lao He listened, the more interesting he became. Finally, he picked up the vegetable basket and turned to the memory.

"Damn, uncle!" The vendor shouted nervously behind him.

As soon as he entered the diary, Lao He took a breath of cold air. The Xiao family also opened a restaurant, but the Xiao family's restaurant was not as lively as it was when it was. Almost every table was full of people, looking up at the sun, just in time for dinner. Lao He couldn't help frowning and said that even if the store was popular, it was unlikely to be so popular.

I was thinking that a second child came over at this time.

"Grandpa, the seats are full. Why don't you wait?" The little guy said.

Lao He silently took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and remained on the table. When the little guy saw it, he immediately smiled and said, "Oh, I'll find a way to make a seat for you."

Follow the little guy to the window. The little guy drove away a table of guests, and Lao He had a seat.

"Come up all the signature dishes here and don't save me money." Lao He said, and Xiao Er nodded repeatedly and walked down. At this time, Lao He accidentally saw a sign with a recipe that said "three taels of silver with red braised hoofs".

Why couldn't you help taking a cold breath, three taels of silver? This is simply a robbery. You can buy a pig with three taels of silver. How many hooves can you eat here?

Lao He couldn't help smiling. He took out a pen and ink from his pocket, took out a thin roll of linen, and wrote on it, "Beijing Zhao's interesting story: three taels of silver, the shopkeeper is very strange, and you can visit together when you are free." After writing, Lao He took out a pigeon from his pocket like a trick, wrapped the thin cloth around the pigeon's leg, and immediately pushed open the window and threw the table out.

After a while, Xiao Er came up with the food.

"Sir, these are some of our signature dishes." Xiao Er smiled and reported the name of the dish one by one. Lao He took a look and couldn't help but squeeze a sneer out of his nose. These dishes are almost all green vegetables. Can even such dishes be sold so popular?

Lao He took out a pair of silver chopsticks from his pocket and carefully picked up a vegetable leaf.

The chopsticks have not turned black. It seems that there is no poison in this dish. Lao He hesitated for a moment. What can make people addicted is not necessarily poison. This is a little difficult. Silver only reacts to poison. If it is not poison, what is it?

Walking around the world for decades, Lao He has heard of this for the first time. Suddenly, Lao He turned over one of the dishes. This dish is really strange. There is not even a trace of seasoning in it. After turning over a few plates of dishes, Lao He suddenly found that one of the dishes had changed.

The dish was suddenly black and terrible, and there were faint white dots inside, like a worm. Lao He was shocked. What's going on?

"Xiao Er, there is something in your dish!" Lao He exclaimed.

Several sophomores rushed over, and Lao He pointed to the plate with silver chopsticks before saying, "What is this? Why are there any bugs in here?

The second child smiled and picked up the vegetable leaf. He tore it with his hand. Lao He actually saw countless white insects the size of millet grains in it squirm out.

"Ah!" Lao He exclaimed.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry!" Xiao Er said gloomyly, and before his words fell, Lao He was dark in front of him and he couldn't see anything.