I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

"I'm telling you, these big restaurants don't lack bamboo shoots. They were 'sent' out before I could even say a word."

Song An Ning didn't say anything and continued walking forward. From a distance, he saw a lot of people gathered at the entrance of Qianwei Tower.

When I got closer, I found out that it was a woman who went to Qianweilou to sell eggs. She was beaten just for asking a question at the door. The eggs were thrown out by the waiter and broke into pieces on the floor.

"This Qianweilou is too outrageous. They can't even ask a few questions at the door. It's lawless."

"Hush, don't say that. I heard that Qianweilou has a monopoly on medicinal herbs and spices, and even the county magistrate doesn't dare to intervene."

"That's right. The other day I saw the owner of Qingfeng Restaurant bringing gifts to Qianweilou to buy spices. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Amidst the chatter of the onlookers, Song Anning glanced at the waiter who was spitting and cursing at the door of Qianweilou, and the arrogant manager standing next to him, and shook his head decisively.

They are of the same lineage and virtue as Wanhetang.

At the beginning, she didn't want to come to Qianweilou. The dogs in Wanhetang bite people everywhere.

The last one is Zuixianju.

Song Nian and Song Daguang were hesitant to speak. After all, this was the last family, so it would be better to let this girl give up.

Zuixianju is located in the most prosperous area of this street. It is three stories high. Its decoration is not as magnificent as Qianweilou. It is low-key, restrained and elegant.

The waiter at the door was also stunned when he saw the few people, then put on a polite smile: "Dear guests, are you here to sell bamboo shoots? Sorry, I just picked up a few baskets this morning and I really can't eat them all. Please ask somewhere else.

If you are tired, you can come in and have some tea for free."

Although the waiter at Zuixianju also refused, he was polite and had a very good attitude.

"Young man, I have a business deal that I want to discuss with the shopkeeper."

"..."

Speaking of this, the waiter was in a dilemma. Business was getting worse and worse. This morning, the boss got angry in the kitchen. If there were no new things, the customers would run away.

At this time, he didn't dare to bring bad luck to the shopkeeper for a few country people.

But what if this little girl can really come up with something, he can also benefit from it.

Seeing this, Song An Ning took out a few copper coins from his purse and put them in the hands of the waiter, saying with a smile, "Excuse me, little brother, for running a trip."

Seeing the silver, the boy was overjoyed. He went! He would go now!

Seeing Song An Ning being so generous, Song Nian and the others felt a pang of pain in their hearts. This prodigal girl, seven or eight copper coins were enough to buy two or three kilograms of food.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a long gown came out from the kitchen, followed by the young man who had just gone to look for someone.

"I heard from the shop assistant that you three have business to discuss. Please go upstairs."

He was well aware of the wisdom of the working people and would not look down on them just because of their clothes. Two years ago, a woman from the village sold a few recipes and they tasted pretty good.

When they heard they were going upstairs, Song Nian and Song Daguang became nervous and followed Song An Ning uncomfortably. What was this girl up to? Never mind. With them around, An Ning wouldn't suffer any loss.

After entering the private room, the shopkeeper ordered tea to be served, then turned to Song Nian and asked:

"Little brother, if you have any business, just tell me."

"..."

Song Nian cried for help. He came here to sell bamboo shoots and knew nothing, so he could only ask Song An Ning for help.

"I want to discuss business with the shopkeeper."

Song An Ning took out a small bamboo tube, hot peppers, and four duck eggs of strange colors from the bottom of the backpack.

"..."

"What is this?"

The shopkeeper picked up the green pepper and looked at it carefully. He had traveled all over the country for many years, but had never seen this thing before, and he felt a little curious.

"I discovered this by chance when I went up the mountain a few years ago. I took the seeds home and planted some. This fruit is similar to the cornus fruit, but spicier than the cornus fruit, and has a unique fragrance. It is even more delicious when stir-fried with meat or eggs.

I named it Chili Pepper."

The shopkeeper also became interested. His official attitude was gone and a smile appeared on his face.

It's like searching for something in vain, only to find it without any effort. Wanhetang has a monopoly on dogwood fruit, so they can only transport it from the capital. With this thing, Zuixianju will surely become famous.

"Miss, please come downstairs and fry a plate of meat so that I can broaden my horizons."

"it is good."

Song Anning readily agreed, leaving Song Nian and Song Daguang completely bewildered. What on earth could this thing be? They'd been up in the mountains all year round, so how could they have never seen it before?

The group went to the kitchen. "Little girl, this is pork, beef, and chicken. Here are the seasonings. You can also ask the chef to make it."

Song Anning took the apron in a serious manner, cut a little bit of beef and pork, made the beef into beef fillet with chili peppers, and made the pork into stir-fried pork with chili peppers.

The chef of Zuixianju leaned over the plate and carefully smelled the smell. What is this green thing? It smells so good. A simple stir-fried meat tastes completely different with this thing.

"Look at how useless you are. Come and have a try."

The shopkeeper picked up the chopsticks and started eating the chili peppers. The three chefs did not give in and also picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"This dish goes really well with rice, especially white rice."

Song An Ning reminded with a smile, and his hands were not idle. He peeled and cut the four preserved eggs in his hands, cooked a preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and mixed the preserved eggs with the chili oil and millet peppers he brought with him.

"What are you looking at? Go get some food!"

Delicious! Really delicious! Take a bite of the tender pork, and the spicy and juicy meat is intertwined together. It is spicy and fragrant, and spicy and fragrant. Then have a mouthful of rice, it is so satisfying!

The beef fillet with chili peppers is a little more tender and smooth than pork, and a thin layer of starch makes the soup richer.

Song An Ning hadn't finished yet, but several people had already finished their bowls. One of the chefs nodded as he ate and couldn't help but shout, "Another plate!"

"Hahahaha, Lao Luo, are you treating this like you're eating out?"

It was not until they finished eating that the shopkeeper and his friends realized their loss of composure and quickly wiped their mouths and smiled awkwardly.

At this time, Song An Ning brought century egg and lean meat porridge and cold century eggs.

When everyone saw the duck eggs were this color, they were all stunned. Is this a stinky duck egg? It doesn't smell like one...

"These are duck eggs pickled using a special method. Everyone, try them."

Half a pot of porridge was ready. Now the waiters in the store also had a taste of it, especially the young man who had just received Song Anning. He was straightening his back and boasting to his companions that he was the one who brought the noble man in.

The preserved egg porridge is full of salty fragrance, and the cold preserved egg yolk is mellow, tender and smooth, with a translucent color and not fishy or astringent.

The reason why people don’t like to eat duck eggs is because they have a fishy smell. These duck eggs that have changed color are delicious!

At the kitchen door, Song Nian and Song Daguang were already dumbfounded. What had happened? How delicious could Aning's cooking be to make them eat like that?

Finally, Song Anning cut the bamboo shoots and meat into shreds, added chili peppers and chili peppers, and made a dish of stir-fried bamboo shoots with shredded pork. She also cut the bamboo shoots into cubes and made bamboo shoot sauce.

"..."

"Eat, eat! They want to try what they can do with all the bamboo shoots lying around."

The chopsticks were fighting on the plate. The owner and chef of Zuixianju were both well-known people. No one could have imagined that they were about to fight over a plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots.

What a thrilling battle for food!