sbdcsierra Chapter 137 New Year's Eve Dinner Reservation
Chapter 137 New Year's Eve Dinner Reservation
Nearly twenty days had passed when all the crimes of Zheng's army were listed one by one and signed.
The case ends here.
Gu Qingyun also tried his best to find as many children as possible. Except for a few who were purchased with fake identities, all the other children were found. These children were much better off after being bought than when they were there.
Almost all of them were bought home and raised with great value, without suffering any hardship. Many families even made a fuss about this matter. Gu Qingyun told the story of the godfather and godmother over and over again, and finally everyone agreed with his idea.
It can be regarded as a happy event.
After the matter was settled, Gu Qingyun went into the palace again. He stood inside the courtyard wall and looked at the plum tree that was already in full bloom.
"Your Highness, I got what I wanted."
Proton smiled, his voice still cold, "I am no longer a proton, nor am I Your Highness."
Gu Qingyun was stunned. He thought that the hostage worked so hard to earn something for himself, so that he could at least stay in the palace as a leisurely noble.
"My name is Shen Ran. The emperor has already promised me that I can leave whenever I want." Shen Ran stared at the plum tree in a daze.
Gu Qingyun thought for a moment before speaking again, "Where are you going?"
"I have saved some money over the years, so I can't go to the front line to find my father, but I have no reason to stay in the palace." Shen Ran's eyes suddenly lit up.
Gu Qingyun suddenly felt that his eyes were full of freedom, like a flying bird.
So he didn't ask any more questions. "If you stay in Kyoto Prefecture, you can ask me anything you don't know."
Shen Ran looked at Gu Qingyun with his bright eyes, "Thank you, Siyu."
Gu Qingyun smiled and suddenly remembered the naughty Shen Ran when he first entered the palace as a child.
"gone."
……
As the old saying goes, the New Year comes after Laba Festival.
The restaurants finally opened on Laba Day. It would be a lie for diners to say they were not excited when they saw the steaming shops.
"Young lady, it's been a long time." The diners rushed forward to greet her.
Anqiao gave free Laba porridge to diners today. Although the porridge was a bit watery, it was also a token of thoughtfulness and no one said anything about free stuff.
I drank it without thinking and felt warmth rising in my stomach.
If you savor it carefully, the flavor of the ingredients will linger in your mouth. People in winter like to eat something soft, glutinous and sweet, and Laba porridge is a good way to fill the empty space in the stomach.
On this winter night approaching the New Year, restaurants in Kyoto were busy from dawn to dusk.
When the door closed, there was not even a cup of tea left.
In addition, An Qiao was asked countless times today whether the restaurant would be open for New Year’s Eve dinner, or whether it would sell vegetables, etc.
An Qiao evaded the question, "It's still a while before the Chinese New Year, so please be patient. I'll tell you after I ask other people."
"The lady is the shopkeeper, who else do you need to ask?" A diner felt that An Qiao was being perfunctory and asked rudely.
An Qiao could only smile and say, "Of course I'll ask the people in the store. Many of them have families back home, just in case they want to go home."
Although Anqiao had lost her home, she always felt that if she occupied everyone's home and refused to leave, she would be like a scumbag who married his wife but did not let her go back to her parents' home.
Sure enough, many people still felt that An Qiao was trying to fool everyone. An Qiao said, "You have to give me some time to prepare. Tomorrow, I will tell everyone."
The crowd then dispersed muttering to themselves.
An Qiao asked this question during dinner, and everyone looked confused.
"My dear, where are you from? We have been sold to you. How can we always want to go home?"
"That's right, and I can get so many red envelopes by opening the door. I am happy just thinking about it."
"Don't close the door. I'm just sitting there doing nothing anyway. I've been resting for almost a month, and my bones are loose. You need to rest again, young lady."
"That's right, just rest young lady, we have to work."
Seeing that everyone agreed, An Qiao didn't hesitate and said, "Okay, since no one is leaving, let's cook a New Year's Eve dinner for everyone."
For a moment, the small restaurant was filled with fighting spirit.
The next day, An Qiao posted the news that one could eat New Year's Eve dinner and buy New Year's dishes at restaurants in Kyoto.
On this day, An Qiao had no idea how lively the New Year’s Eve dinner would be.
Word spread quickly, and soon the reputation of Kyoto Restaurant spread, and the news of the New Year's Eve dinner also spread like wildfire.
Somehow, the news reached the ears of the wealthy and powerful and spread within the palace walls.
Eunuch Wei's eyes lit up when he heard the news. "Then we can just order takeout outside the palace walls. It will be so delicious."
Princess Mingyue was also very excited, but even though she tried hard to hide her little thoughts, they were still discovered.
The emperor also became curious and found out that the cook was actually from the palace. However, he did not take it to heart because he was tired of the food in the palace.
After a little inquiry, she found out that An Qiao was rewarded by the queens of various palaces for making light meals. She lost interest in it and just thought that Princess Mingyue was young and thought it was fun.
In addition, many wealthy families decided to buy a few dishes on New Year's Eve. Many enlightened businessmen decided to go to Kyoto restaurants on New Year's Eve. They have never tried hot pot on New Year's Eve.
People rushed to order food and reserve tables all of a sudden. An Qiao couldn't help but be dazed. She originally thought she could make a small profit, after all, everyone still liked to cook the New Year's Eve dinner at home. Unexpectedly, it seemed like she could make a big profit.
Even Gu Qingyun had reserved a table, and An Qiao was even more puzzled. You know, in their family, Gu Qingyun was probably the one with the lowest position. Was it reasonable for the whole family to come to a restaurant to have a New Year's Eve dinner?
Gu Qingyun directly put down the silver and said, "Save a seat for me. I have something else to do."
Soon after, Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan also arrived, and they both ordered a lot of dishes.
Even Shuangxi and Shuangfu came and asked if the food could be delivered outside the palace walls.
An Qiao's face was full of question marks. "It should be possible. Eunuch Ping also asked this question this morning."
Although takeout is not delivered outside the palace walls on ordinary days, it does not mean that it cannot be delivered. During the Spring Festival, the emperor has time to have fun with the people, and anyone can approach the palace walls as long as they are not carrying swords or spears.
An Qiao was so busy that she didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. In the end, someone else had to take over the registration. Lichun and Tong Yiyi had not written many words before, but they were not completely illiterate. They just wrote slowly.
But after An Qiao took a short break, he also filled up half a page.
Those who came late saw that the evening reservation was full, so they booked the noon reservation.
An Qiao was registering while calculating how much food to buy. The more she thought about it, the more she felt dizzy. She felt like she was going to empty the entire market.
In order to prevent the rivals from using this matter against him, An Qiao even decided to buy chickens, ducks and pigs starting tomorrow, and send them to the farm if they can't be raised in the restaurant.
The most difficult days of heavy snow have passed. Tongshan came to report the news a few days ago, so there shouldn't be any problem.