Bewitched

Jinlingyi is the largest restaurant in this ancient city, and it is also the busiest all year round.From the outside, this restaurant looks like a huge three-storey eight-treasure gold silk nanmu food box. Standing outside, you will smell the aroma of food constantly wafting out of it. You can tell what's in today's dish by smelling it.When people walk into the lobby, they can see the stage in the center of the lobby, where juggling is performed on one day during lunch time, drama is performed on two days, and unshakable storytelling during dinner.As for the usual tea time in the afternoon, it is the five-year-old boy in the restaurant who goes down to the shopkeeper, goes up to the charming proprietress, and in the middle of it is the chef who is good at knife skills and the waiter who can turn the plate to perform in person. .Regular customers like the intimate atmosphere of this restaurant. They are familiar with the daily performances of the restaurant. Occasionally, people who don't know each other will share a table, and they will always be infected by the atmosphere.

However, these are the advantages of Jinling Yi's reputation. At the beginning of its establishment, all the literati and scholars were recruited for the plaque hanging on the gate.The one who inscribed the plaque for Jinling Yi was Zhong Shutong, a scholar with cold brushwork. He is worth a lot of money, but he is hard to find. He is a master in the world whose reputation in the literary world is far greater than his reputation in the martial arts world.

As soon as Yan Feng and the others entered the building, a waiter came up to greet the guests and said, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Yan? You haven't come for a while! Today I finally expect you to come here! This guest The officer looked at me strangely, this is the first time you have come to Jinling, please! Please come inside, please, keep in mind that once you come, you want to come again! I wonder if the two are in the lobby or upstairs?"

Yan Feng is a regular customer, so he scolded the waiter with a smile: "Just Li Jian, you have a sharp tongue!"

The first floor of Jinlingyi is the lobby, without screens and private rooms. The guests who hit it off immediately chat happily and can put tables together at any time. The second floor is separated by a screen, and the third floor is private rooms.Yan Feng naturally chose to go upstairs, he took out a sign and showed it to waiter Li Jian.When Li Jian saw him, he bent down and stretched out his hand, his attitude became more intimate, and he greeted loudly amidst the din of the room: "Okay! Guest officer, please go upstairs!"

At this moment, it happened to be the time when the waiter who could turn the plate was performing. Nanyu glanced at the stage in the middle. There were three thin sticks on the left and right of the waiter, and a fast-rotating plate on the top of each stick. He looked up. , slowly put the plate on the right hand into a small bowl worn on the forehead, and went to pick up the iron rod and the plate with the right hand again, spinning a total of nine plates, winning the applause of the bottom one.

The second floor is quieter, and the middle is hollowed out. Sitting next to the fence, you can see the performances on the stage on the first floor, and the view is better than that on the first floor.

"Interested in performance?" Yan Feng noticed that Nanyu looked back at the stage before going upstairs, so he asked, and then comforted, "It's okay, the view on the second floor is better."

"It's really interesting." Nanyu smiled, but did not refute.There are no such juggling jugglers in Southern Xinjiang. It's been a long time since he saw them, and he really saw something novel.

After going upstairs, the waiter greeted Yan Feng and the others to sit down by the railing on the second floor.Yan Feng ordered with the waiter, and the waiter who was performing on the stage had already turned twelve plates. Finally, he tossed them one by one, stretched out his right hand, and the plates landed on his right hand as if he had eyes. One was not broken, and the bottom Another round of applause.

After Yan Feng and the two sat down, it was only a matter of a cup of tea, and another waiter brought snacks to the table. After serving the dishes, he sat down next to Yan Feng and the two, wiped his hands and smiled. Asked: "I wonder what news Sanye Yan wants to inquire about this time?"

Nanyu glanced at the second child, and found that it was the one who was turning the plates downstairs just now. He was dark-skinned and bright-eyed. He looked like a boy in his teens, with a still childish look on his face. Quite a bit of a tiger's head and a tiger's brain.Nan Yu thought, this is interesting.But he didn't speak, he propped his chin and looked down at the stage casually. The person on stage at this moment should be the legendary proprietress, and it turned out to be an orchid. Quickly, the fiery red skirt fluttered away, like a blooming flower outlined by rising flames, it was so flamboyant and unrestrained, and a pair of emerald bead-like eyes rushed at people, it almost sucked people's souls went in.

Yan Feng first put two coins and pieces of silver on the table, then tapped the table with his index finger, pondered for a while, and then asked: "Er Kor Angkor, I wonder if you have any news about Mingyue Tower recently?"

Wu Er stretched out his hand to wipe the table, and he put the two taels of silver into his sleeve. He rolled his eyes with a smile and said, "Ten taels of silver."

Yan Feng directly threw him a purse, which seemed to have been prepared long ago.Wu Er clasped his hands together, caught the purse, cupped his hands at Yan Feng, and raised his voice: "Okay! Wait a moment, sir, I'll serve you another plate of soft cakes! I'll be here soon!" He finished speaking , and smiled at Yan Feng, "This is going to be sent to the third master in our building, and I hope the third master will not forget to take care of our business in the future." After finishing speaking, he went downstairs, and after a while, it was the first time to welcome them Li Jian who entered the door brought up a plate of soft fragrant cakes, begged the guest officer to use it slowly, put down the plate, and left.

Yan Feng took out a flattened paper roll from under the plate, unfolded it to look at it, his expression remained unchanged, he rolled up the paper roll, threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.Nan Yu's gaze had long since ceased to focus on the performance downstairs. At this moment, the young man propped his chin up and looked at him with a smile on his face. He lifted his extremely beautifully curved jaw towards him, and lifted his light-colored thin lips, teasing him. Said: "Why, Mr. Yan is such an old man, does he still like to eat paper like a child?"

"Brother Nan, why make fun of me." Yan Feng looked helpless, and explained, "For the convenience of handling, the ink and paper used by Jinling Yijia to write news are all specially made. Strictly speaking, it can also be regarded as a kind of snack. It can also be regarded as the specialty of his family. Up to now, there are more than ten flavors of light paper, not to mention more than 20 flavors of ink. If you are curious, just order a plate of ink and ink." After he finished speaking, he didn't wait Nanyu responded, recruited the waiter who was waiting next to him, ordered another plate of pen and ink romantic cakes, and moved the plate of soft fragrant cakes in front of her to Nanyu's. They were all sweet snacks, but there were only a few plates of salty side dishes left on his side, which seemed a bit shabby for this treater.

But Nanyu didn't refuse, watching Yan Feng move his chopsticks, he picked up a piece of soft cake and put it in his mouth, as soon as the tip of his tongue touched the skin outside the pastry, his eyes lit up, it really melted in his mouth, The lips and teeth were fragrant, and when he struck again, the speed was a little faster than before.

A moment later, the flow of brush and ink came up, and it was really done to the extreme. It looked like a painting of a lady. The frail girl held an umbrella with one hand, holding a picture scroll in her arms, walked around the rockery along the winding path, and bowed her head from the flowers. Walking slowly, the blank place next to it is full of inscriptions, signatures and seal cuttings, with bright colors and soft lines. This fake painting is so realistic that it is hard to bear chopsticks.

"Rain is rouge-colored, and the flowers and branches are lowered under the umbrella. Leaning to cover the ink and ink, the clothes are wet." Nanyu read the inscription on the painting, "...Mr. Fish?"

"It's the nickname of this Jinling Italian chef."

"It's kind of interesting."

"Brother Nan just puts his chopsticks down. Although Jin Lingyi's romantic style of brush and ink is different every time, that Mr. Fish Eater is the one who doesn't like others to look at what is under his hands. According to his words, That is: "Food is food, people can't eat the food in their stomachs, they can only become waste. If you don't want to eat the dishes I cook, do you think that the cook is a waste snack?""

After hearing this, Nanyu smiled, and no longer hesitated, and shared the plate of pen and ink with Yan Feng. This dish was indeed very well done. Different coloring places have different tastes. The sugar coating is sweet but not greasy, but the rockery Hot and sour and refreshing, the paper tastes soft and extremely tough.It's just that Nan Yu is really like what he said when he insisted on begging for mercy with Yan Feng, he eats very little and doesn't like meat.After he couldn't eat any more, Yan Feng took care of most of the dishes on the table.

After leaving Jinlingyi, Nan Yu asked Yan Feng about the origin of this restaurant.

"Behind Jinlingyi is the Feiyan League, the largest intelligence organization in the world." Yan Feng handed to Nanyu the wooden sign he had shown Xiao Er when he entered the building, and a flying bird was carved in the middle of the wooden sign. Yan, with a vigorous and light body, is framed with silver wire, and looks very vivid, very airy. Two lines of characters are written in the lower right corner of the sign: Yan Feng, 210 in the year of Xinhai.

Yan Feng continued: "This is a brand given to customers by Feiyan League. They have another set of rules for identifying their identities internally, but it is not humane. Feiyan League is very strict in screening the identities of customers who can buy and sell news. , is also divided into four floors, the levels from low to high are wood, silver, gold, and jade. With this card, you can buy and sell news in any restaurant under the Feiyan League. The higher the level, the more news you can buy and sell. If there is no brand name, Jinling Yi can only be regarded as an ordinary restaurant."

Nan Yu returned the sign to Yan Feng, and asked: "There is a word Yan in the name, does it have something to do with the imperial court?"

"There is no definite statement about this matter in Jianghu, but there is a rumor that seems to be true or false, saying that it is the only piece of Yuyan brand in Feiyan League, which is in the hands of officials." Yan Feng replied, he did not lower his voice, presumably this is the case. The news has been circulating in the rivers and lakes for a long time, but there has been no real evidence.

When he said this, Nanyu knew it in his heart, and said: "That Wu Er just now has a very clever way of changing his appearance. I heard you call him Angkor, but I don't know his origin?"

Yan Feng smiled lowly, and said: "Don't look at him looking young, but he is actually in his forties. Shunfeng Er, who is ranked first in the Feiyan League, can't he be my elder brother?"

"Of course I can afford it." Nanyu replied, seeing Yan Feng smiling, couldn't help being a little happier, and asked, "I just don't know where Sanye Yan is going to take me next?"

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows, showing a somewhat smug look, and said: "Go, Brother Nan will naturally know."