Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Time flies, and soon it was the opening day.

Before noon, Shuiyunjian was already crowded with people of all kinds. The receptionist at the door led the flood of guests into the building in an orderly and respectful manner and seated them.

The tens-meter-long lion dance attracted the people of the entire Wuyi Street, and tourists who had just entered the city could not help but stop and watch. The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, and many noble ladies were also attracted to come, adding a touch of color to "Shuiyunjian".

Mu Yao received several "old acquaintances" with a smile on her face. Xu Qingcheng and Xu Ruchen helped out and ran around.

Taifu Li and Shangshu Xu reserved the "Qingfeng Pavilion." This elegant room was second only to the "Longfeng Pavilion" in terms of luxury. They shared a table with Prime Minister Xu, the head of the imperial physician Wen Tairan, and the Minister of Personnel Zhu Huaijin. The eldest princess and other female relatives had their meals in the Acacia Pavilion next door.

Taifu Li and his companions saw an exquisite menu on the table, which had exquisite dishes and drinks drawn by category, and the specific prices were clearly marked next to it. He and Xu Shida knew that it must be the work of Mr. Wu Liu, so they held the menu tightly and tasted it carefully. Wen Tairan and Zhu Huaijin disagreed. It was the first time for them to see such an exquisite album, and they insisted on appreciating it carefully. Seeing this, the waiter who was serving the dishes on the side presented another one with great insight, and then they calmed down.

"It's so realistic!" Zhu Huaijin was amazed.

Taifu Li and Xu Shida felt as if thousands of ants were crawling on their chests, which was unbearable: It cannot be said, it cannot be said.

Tutor Li secretly glanced at Prime Minister Xu, and was impressed by Qingcheng's ability to keep a secret. She even kept it a secret from her own father.

Soon, the waiter served the first dish. The brown stewed meat was attractive in color and aroma. It was fat but not greasy, salty with a hint of sweetness and sourness. The simple stewed pork had a much richer taste. They quickly opened the menu and checked the color picture.

Zhu Huaijin exclaimed in surprise: "This dish is called braised pork. Oh my, pork can be cooked so deliciously. How come the meat doesn't have any mutton smell? How is it made?"

Xu Yuanming was also astonished. This dish was much more delicious than the one in the palace. It turned out that pork could be made sweet and sour. Why didn't Ruchen think of stewing the meat with some vinegar?

Xu Shida had too much, so he happily took the initiative and ate one piece after another. When the plate was half empty, everyone realized it. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Everyone stopped talking and ate. Soon, the whole plate of braised pork was empty. Xu Shida saw that there was still a lot of soup left in the plate, so he asked the waiter to add two bowls of white rice. The others listened and responded actively, each asking for a few large bowls.

The dishes were served at Shuiyunjian very quickly. Mu Yao had done a good job in the preliminary work. Looking at the entire restaurant, the previous bustling noise was gone, and everyone was eating quietly, accompanied by the sound of chopsticks being put down fiercely from time to time. Many dishes had been requested by diners for the second and third time.

Today, "Shuiyunjian" leads everyone into the door of a new world of food: sweet and sour lychee meat, sweet and sour spareribs, crispy pork, etc. can be used as appetizers. It turns out that meat patties can be steamed with sea crabs, which is sweet and delicious, removes the fishy smell and greasiness, and has an endless aftertaste. There is also crispy roast chicken, which is tender, crispy and delicious. You can hear a crisp "crunch" sound when you take a bite. The dishes of "Shuiyunjian" have undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before. It is no exaggeration to say that no one in Shangjing can match it.

By the time Master Li and his companions finished their lunch, a long queue had already formed at the door, and the second group of diners who had made reservations were taking their seats one after another according to their numbers.

Zhu Huaijin and Wen Tairan were curious about the new owner of "Shuiyunjian". When they were saying goodbye, they happened to see Zhao Huaian from Fuguang Pavilion and the six people behind him walking into the hall with a giant red coral screen carving in their hands and striding with heroic steps, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the lobby on the first floor.

Zhao Huaian was wearing a purple-gold robe today, black-bottomed gold-embroidered boots, holding a mud-gold fan in his hand, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and he exuded the aura of "the sea will eventually become the shore, and the mountain top will be the peak".

Shopkeeper Sun hurriedly went to greet him warmly. This "little bully" was very famous in Shangjing.

"Who is your boss?" Zhao Huaian asked domineeringly.

Mu Yao went downstairs and immediately recognized the fat boy, and walked towards him with a smile.

"I guess this is the famous Pavilion Master Zhao of Fuguang Pavilion?" Zhao Huaian looked at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a fine silk blue shirt, and his hair was simply tied up with an extremely expensive gold-stamped silk ribbon, which was neat and tidy. His skin was dark and slightly yellow, and he exuded a strong bookish atmosphere. His eyes were bright and energetic, and he was walking towards him with a smile.

Zhao Huaian had been surrounded by treasures since he was a child, and he was well-informed. Just the headband on this young man's head was worth his giant red coral screen sculpture today. He suddenly felt that this gift was not important, but he should not neglect it at all. He changed his previous arrogance and humbly said, "I am Zhao Huaian. May I know what the new owner's name is?"

"My last name is Mu, and my given name is Yao. Your private room is in Jinyue Pavilion. I'll take you up there." Mu Yao looked at Zhao Huaian with a smile on her face, and found that he seemed to have become rounder.

"You're too polite, sir. I heard from Brother Qingcheng that Mr. Wu Liu has some shares in Shuiyunjian. I guess Brother Mu is familiar with him, right?" Zhao Huaian came here today specifically to show his support for Mr. Wu Liu.

Mu Yao smiled knowingly: "Yes, it's a pity that you are in seclusion painting and can't come today. If there is a chance, I will definitely introduce you to Pavilion Master Zhao."

Zhao Huaian was overjoyed and asked his attendants to present a gift: "This is a coral screen with flowers in bloom and wealth that Zhao just got. I wish Shuiyunjian a prosperous business and a lot of money!"

Mu Yao was very happy that Zhao Huaian was so considerate, and she felt closer to the little fat boy. "It is a great honor for us to be here. Please come this way. We have added many new dishes. You can try them."

Near Moon Pavilion is along the street, with a great view. Zhao Huaian stretched out a white little pillar and quickly sketched on the menu. He was surprised to find that there were many kinds of dishes here, with novel names, realistic pictures, and tiered prices. Many dishes can be afforded by ordinary people.

Zhao Huaian ordered the most expensive twelve dishes in the restaurant. The dishes were large in size. Seeing that he was the only one there, Mu Yao was worried that it might be too much, but she couldn't refuse the little fat man, so she gave him two bottles of loquat wine to drink with him. This wine has a low alcohol content and a small aftereffect. It tastes sweet and sour with some small bubbles. It is mixed with three other trace amounts of alcohol and fruit juice. It is a cocktail made by Mu Yao herself.

Zhao Huaian couldn't stop after taking a sip. Seeing that he liked it, Mu Yao gave him ten more bottles and asked him to take them back for his family to try. This wine has a certain beauty-enhancing effect. Drinking it for a long time will make your face rosy and your complexion full. Zhao Huaian was very happy to see Mu Yao being so thoughtful. After a few glasses, the atmosphere soon became lively.

The dishes here are beyond imagination. When Zhao Huaian first started eating, he was chatting with Mu Yao enthusiastically. Then he simply buried his head in the work, leaving a shadow of his wealth. Seeing him eating happily, Mu Yao smiled from ear to ear. It seems that she was worrying too much. In less than half an hour, only a few slices of mango and a piece of walnut cake were left on the table.

Zhao Huaian decided to eat here every day. There were still thirty or forty dishes on the menu that he hadn't ordered yet, and he wanted to taste them one by one. Mu Yao was a big treasure, and although the young man looked weak, his management skills were very impressive. I believe that "Shuiyunjian" will soon become hard to get a seat.

With a full stomach, Zhao Huaian changed his usual arrogance and praised her. Mu Yao was surprised that the fat boy was so polite. Mu Yao was praised by him as if she was bathed in spring breeze, and she was full of fighting spirit.

Zhao Huaian changed the subject and said, "I heard that Mr. Wu Liu's next masterpiece will be released in half a year. Brother Mu, do you know what it is?"

Mu Yao was in a good mood. She had been thinking about the theme of her painting and wanted to know what people liked. Zhao Huaian was a representative of the young wealthy businessmen, and his opinions could be used as a reference.

"Sir, you are still composing the picture. I wonder what kind of subject matter Brother Huai'an is interested in?"

Zhao Huaian answered without hesitation: "Of course it's a picture of a beauty."

Mu Yao raised her eyebrows. Sure enough, all the young men were in love! She raised an ambiguous smile: "A beautiful lady is a good match for a gentleman. He wants her but cannot get her. He thinks about her day and night. He is so carefree and tossing and turning."

Zhao Huaian slapped his thigh excitedly, "Brother Mu knows me well. To be honest, I was just a little bit away from getting the Goddess of Luo River at the last treasure hunting meeting. I don't know which bastard tried to steal it from me. If I catch him, I will skin him alive."

Mu Yao saw a ruthlessness in his eyes, and the aura of the little bully in the capital was exposed. Mu Yao nodded in understanding, this is it.

But she was not planning to paint another beauty. "Drunken Beauty" had already been published. If she painted another one, it would be difficult to surpass it unless it was a self-portrait. And it was impossible for her to paint a self-portrait. Every work of an artist is a challenge to his or her own strength. If he or she cannot surpass it, it is a failure.

"The Goddess of Luo River is Mr. Wu Liu's painstaking work. It is unlikely that he will paint another picture of a beauty."

Zhao Huaian thought that his grandfather's 80th birthday was coming up, and he wanted to give him a special gift. The self-portrait sketch that Mr. Wu Liu gave him last time gave him inspiration. He glanced at Mu Yao and asked tentatively: "Brother Mu, can you help me ask Mr. Wu Liu what the price is if I ask him to paint a picture for me?"

Mu Yao paused, "Old lady?" Are you talking about her? She pulled a smile from the corner of her mouth: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Huaian said truthfully: "My great grandfather's 80th birthday is coming up, and I want to ask Mr. Wu Liu to paint a self-portrait for him as a surprise."

Mu Yao didn't expect this to be the reason. She didn't realize that the little fat boy was so filial.

"The self-portrait must be copied in person." Mu Yao didn't want to reveal Mr. Wu Liu's true identity for the time being, fearing trouble.

"Mr. Wu Liu once gave me a black and white self-portrait. I still wonder how he knew what I looked like. The painting was so lifelike!"

"Maybe it's because Brother Huai'an is famous. Who doesn't know the leader of Fuguang Pavilion?" Mu Yao said calmly.

Zhao Huaian thought about it and tried to test it: "Brother Mu, can you ask the master for me, if I offer 60 million taels, can the master paint a picture for my great grandfather?" After saying that, he adjusted his sitting position uncomfortably. This was all he had left. If there were more, he would have to move the treasure. If the great grandfather found out, he might have to ascend to heaven early.

When Mu Yao heard the sixty million taels, she gasped. Her spine was straightened and her mouth was trembling so much that her heart was almost shaking out. For a business worth half a billion, hesitating for even a second was disrespectful to the money!

"When will Brother Huaian's grandfather celebrate his birthday?" Mu Yao asked excitedly.

Zhao Huaian was surprised by Mu Yao's attitude: "On the third day of the first lunar month next year."

There are still eight months left, why are you in such a hurry, brother?

"Brother Huai'an, why don't you invite the eldest master to Shuiyunjian to try more? Maybe you will meet Mr. Wu Liu."

How could Zhao Huaian not understand? The uneasiness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and words of gratitude popped out like money, with his burning gaze firmly glued to Mu Yao. This young man is a man who can make the decision! It seems that his relationship with the master is extraordinary, far beyond that of Xu Qingcheng. Speaking of Xu Qingcheng, Zhao Huaian asked casually: "Brother Mu, is Brother Qingcheng here today?"

Mu Yao saw Brother Xu going up to the third floor earlier, so she said, "I've been here for a long time. The customer flow for the opening today far exceeded my expectations, and Brother Xu has been busy helping me a lot. Brother Huai'an, do you have something to ask Brother Xu? Should I go and call him?"

Zhao Huaian smiled and said, "It's nothing. Brother Qingcheng is kind and righteous. He helped me a lot before. Brother Mu is familiar with Brother Qingcheng?"

Mu Yao said frankly, "I just came here not long ago. I rely on my elder brother for help. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to..." Before she finished speaking, she heard a noise as loud as firecrackers, and countless hurried footsteps. The heart-wrenching cry of the noble lady came from afar, and Mu Yao felt her scalp trembling and the cold penetrated her bones. She and Zhao Huaian rushed to the sound, and the sound came from the third floor. The whole floor was surrounded by guests. Mu Yao struggled to squeeze into the crowd and looked up. The "Wenxian Pavilion" was full of people inside and outside.