vrcanaries Chapter 312 Hold on tight to the God of Wealth!
Chapter 312 Hold on tight to the God of Wealth!
Chapter 312 Hold on tight to the God of Wealth!
Puyangxuan carried a bowl of freshly cooked snail rice noodles, its aroma wafting from the kitchen all the way to the private room.
It was lunchtime, and the place was packed with diners, all drawn in by the unique aroma.
"Hmph~ What's that smell?"
"Shopkeeper, what was that young master carrying just now?"
"It smells like it's gone bad, is it still edible?"
"This is so unappetizing, can't people even eat?"
The shopkeeper was sweating profusely, unsure how to explain. He had been busy at the front desk and this was the first time he had ever seen such a thing.
Li Ming stepped in to smooth things over, saying that since Prince Ning and Young Master Nan dared to come and freeload off his master's meal, they would have to pay for it with some blood.
We'll use them to promote snail rice noodles.
"Ladies and gentlemen, what you just smelled is the snail rice noodles that Huashuiyuefang has just launched."
His Highness Prince Ning and Young Master Nan of Prince Yu'an's Mansion are both in the neighborhood today, so we'll serve them this first to let them try something new.
A bowl will be served to each table shortly; please wait a moment.
Huashuiyuefang has made it a tradition to launch a new product every month, but the taste of snail rice noodles is really hard for many people to accept.
Some of them were envious of the business in the workshop and deliberately slandered it.
"It smells awful, how can it taste good?"
"That's right, both Prince Ning'an and Young Master Nan were pampered since childhood, they might overwhelm people with their smell, haha~"
Li Ming ignored the mocking remarks and continued explaining the cooking process of snail rice noodles to everyone with a smile, completely unaffected.
"...The essence of the snail meat is fully infused into the soup, and the meat is ultimately discarded while the broth is kept, forming a rich and fragrant soup base..."
The pickled bamboo shoots, through natural fermentation, have a rich, mellow sour taste with a unique 'stinky' aroma, which is the 'soul flavor' of snail rice noodles…
When the trolls realized their efforts were ineffective, they intensified their attacks.
"Your Highness, it would be best to be careful about what you eat, lest you be poisoned."
"Oh dear, if the owner of Huashuiyuefang offends Prince Ning because of this, she'll be facing legal trouble."
……
When faced with doubts, the best way to respond is to refute them on the spot.
Hongfeng stepped forward at the opportune moment and said to Li Ming downstairs, "His Highness Prince Ning has praised the snail rice noodles highly. Thank you for the hospitality from Huashuiyuefang."
Li Ming returned the greeting with a cupped hand, saying, "It is our good fortune to be favored by His Highness Prince Ning."
Turning back to the crowd with a smile, he continued, "Finally, we'll serve it with side dishes: crispy fried tofu skin and peanuts, and smooth shredded wood ear mushrooms, seasoned with chili oil, aged vinegar, and other condiments, creating a rich and layered flavor..."
Now, please enjoy the snail rice noodles that His Highness Prince Ning praised.
Li Ming snapped his fingers, and the waiter served snail rice noodles to each table. The moment the noodles entered the mouth, the spicy and savory flavors filled the taste buds, and all doubts became a joke.
Many daughters of officials were immediately attracted.
"It's so delicious!"
"Yeah, it smells weird, but it tastes really good."
"I hereby declare that from now on, snail rice noodles will be a must-order dish for me when I come to Huashuiyuefang!"
……
Inside the private room, apart from Yang Jianwu who wasn't very hungry and only ate one bowl, the others eagerly devoured a whole large bowl.
The snail rice noodles that Puyangxuan brought over were cooked by him personally. At this moment, he felt sorry that most of his hard work had ended up in someone else's stomach, and his face was full of unhappiness.
Yang Jianwu gently pinched Puyang Xuan's cheek with the hand she had just peeled the orange; it was surprisingly smooth and tender.
"Cheer up, I ate it, didn't I?"
"Just a small bowl!"
"I'm not a pig, how much can I eat..."
After slurping up the last bite of noodles, Nalan Lianyi patted her tummy contentedly. "It's so delicious! I'm so full, I don't miss home."
Watching Yang Jianwu and Puyang Xuan's interactions, I couldn't help but imagine a drama between a female lead and a male servant.
"Sister, your guards have overstepped the boundary... What if they find out..."
In Xipan, many ladies kept male lovers, but this was kept within their own residences and was not to be known by outsiders.
"Pfft~"
Looking at Puyang Xuan's resentful eyes, Yang Jianwu couldn't help but laugh out loud, "He's my fiancé, the kind I've met my parents for."
He casually stuffed a piece of orange into Puyangxuan's mouth. "Hmm, now you can taste the sweetness!"
Nalan Lianyi's mouth opened into an "O" shape.
"Sister, isn't he your guard? He's been outside the carriage the whole way..."
Riding horses exposed to wind and sun was unthinkable; noblemen of high status always rode in carriages.
Could it be that my sister's husband has a very low social status?
Puyang Xuan glanced at Nalan Lianyi, his aura fully unleashed, radiating pressure.
Having been away from the world for so long, he's almost been forgotten by everyone.
"I am willing to stay and protect the carriage because I love sword dancing! Do you understand?"
"Mmmmmmm..."
Nalan Lianyi shrank into a quail and nodded frantically. That glance just now was too lethal; she couldn't withstand it.
Waaaaah~ Now we can be sure that my sister's husband is definitely not simple.
Jing Nan is Mo Ye's good friend and also his accountant.
Maintaining an army is not easy, and it's even more difficult if the emperor doesn't help.
When they see a way to make money, they think about recruiting them.
After all, every extra penny of income could mean a crucial replenishment of resources to feed that hungry army.
"Miss Yang, how about we open another snail rice noodle shop together?"
"Don't we already have enough shops we cooperate with?"
"Who would mind having too much money?"
Jing Nan offered Yang Jianwu tea instead of wine, and gave Mo Ye a wink.
"With so many mouths to feed, our prince only knows how to burn money. He doesn't care how hard it is to earn money. He doesn't think of ways to increase income. It's really not enough to live on."
Yang Jianwu wasn't buying it. "Stop playing the victim."
She had reviewed the accounts from the six months of cooperation with Jingnan; they weren't rich, but they were certainly well-off.
If even Mo Ye's soldiers can't find food and clothing, wouldn't the other armies starve to death...?
"One should be content, and be careful not to overeat and suffer from indigestion."
Jing Nan's attempt to negotiate failed, so she quietly kicked Mo Ye under the table and whispered her advice:
"You're from the same sect and you can talk to each other quite a bit, so whether the brothers' treatment can be improved depends on you."
Mo Ye pretended not to hear and continued to sip his fragrant tea.
Just as Jing Nan was about to give up, Mo Ye slowly spoke.
"Little Wu'er, don't you want more people to taste this delicious food?"
"You didn't say no, did you?"
Upon hearing that there was hope, Jingnan couldn't suppress his eagerness.
"Then why refuse to open a snail rice noodle shop?"
Rice noodles are enjoyed by both men and women, have a high turnover rate, and have low initial costs. Given Ms. Yang's personality, she shouldn't refuse them.
"There's no need to open a shop; I plan to replicate Anshun's snack street near the East Gate."
"Anshun's snack street!"
Wow~ Is this the place I went to last time?
Nalan Lianyi recalled her first meeting with Yang Jianwu. At that time, he was enjoying oden, and afterwards he went to a painted boat to teach her to play the zither. She felt a little nostalgic.
Anshun's food street is gaining popularity in Dongli, and many places are trying to imitate it. Jingnan also tried it, but it did not achieve the desired effect.
I had previously sent people to inquire, and it turned out that the Anshun Snack Street was created by Ms. Yang.
Now that Miss Yang is preparing to replicate it in the capital, he has to hold on tight to the God of Wealth!