Chapter 49: Not Just MSG

  Chang heard this and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It turned out that it was for this reason, and it seemed that the old master of his own family had been sighing on the road about how delicious the soup was.

  Li Zongyun, who was used to fine food, felt the hot soup enter his mouth and immediately sensed its freshness and fragrance, savoring the aftertaste. He merely tasted that it was an old soup made from pig's trotters, with peanuts added inside. Although these were ingenious, they couldn't be considered special. However, the lingering fresh flavor on his lips was truly exceptional. After finishing the soup, he didn't want to open his mouth again and just wanted to savor the moment a little longer.

  He put down his heart and took a bite of the food in his hand, and it was delicious beyond words. He couldn't help but exclaim:

  "It's delicious, really delicious!"

  Just as he was about to take a second bite, Li Zongyun suddenly turned around and snatched the food away from him. Zhangui was stunned. His master was usually very particular and would never touch anything that someone else had touched, so why was he acting like this today?

  "Ah, the middle waist of Jinhua ham is sliced and served with a honey sauce. This is made by soaking duck feet in Huangjiu (yellow rice wine), it's delicious, really delicious."

  Li Zong Yun ate at the edge of the cloud, speaking with an unfulfilled tone, his mouth still moving as he turned to face Chang Sui:

  "Little San, don't go to the store today. Go home and have breakfast first. After drinking such a comfortable soup and eating such delicious food, I'm still not full. Let's go back and eat our fill before doing anything else!"

  Chang hastily responded with a sound, and found that the old master who had been worried for many years was in much better spirits today.

  Zhao Xiucan and his group ran to over a dozen households from morning till noon, all of whom were wealthy merchants with properties in the capital. The anxiety they had felt earlier in front of Li Zongyun's door was completely dispelled by the genuine praise and amazement of these people who tasted the dishes. Zhao Xiucan and Wang Zhanggui already deeply admired Jiang Feng in their hearts.

  The bowl was a high-quality small celadon bowl, and the bowls and plates were all fired in a special kiln, and each family member was only allowed to use it once. Those wealthy families were very clean and tidy, and they had to be served hot in the morning, with empty stomachs, drinking a mouthful of hot soup, which was really nourishing and delicious.

  Secondly, the follow-up of Jin Yiwei Zhang Liang is another clever move. You are a poor scholar and a broken-down wine shop owner. Early in the morning, you block the door of someone else's house. The other party is a wealthy family, who would care about your broken bowl of soup? Moreover, offering courtesy without being asked is the most likely to arouse suspicion.

  By that time, being coaxed away would be considered light, reporting to the authorities was possible, but with this Jin Yiwei standing on one side, although not making a sound or threatening or doing anything overbearing, the white-robed rich merchants of Nancheng would probably weigh their hearts once, regardless of their attitude.

  Jiang Feng is confident, drank my soup, ate my dishes, not afraid you won't come to support.

  When Zhao Xiucan and his party were tasting dishes for Li Zongyun, the wealthy owner, Jiang Feng was watching from a distance, feeling somewhat anxious. After Li Zongyun drank the soup, he felt relieved, but when he didn't make any comments and instead left hastily, his anxiety rose again.

  After knowing that the back followed to Xijie Street, after hearing the plump Li Yuanwai's praise of those sentences, he finally put down his heart. Everything starts with difficulty, and with such a good start, the rest is easy.

  Jiang Feng followed Zhao Xiuzai and the others to the second house, then put his mind at ease and returned to attend to his own affairs. Most of his subordinates were adults, and according to plan, nothing unexpected would happen.

  Jin Yiwei's street patrolmen may have no official position or power, but they are still considered official thugs. Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang made some inquiries, and since Jiang Feng is now a feared thug, plus he has taken in a capable fighter as his apprentice, Zhang Liang, the original Ma brothers, Ji Xiaoqi and other colleagues were all terrified. When they saw Jiang Feng come to ask questions, how could they not try their best?

  The information of the wealthy merchants in Nancheng was quickly sorted out, and the first people Jiang Feng's men went to visit were the richest ones on the list.

  The rich people of this era entertained themselves with feasts and music, and the wealthy merchants of Nancheng were no exception. Every day at noon and in the evening, they would hold grand banquets, where not only did they indulge in personal pleasures, but also finalized many business deals among themselves. In the capital city, most large-scale merchants without official backgrounds were based in Nancheng.

  On days with a "five" or "ten" in the date each month, the south-facing VIP room of Chunjie Building is always fully booked by merchants from southern Beijing, owners of leather goods shops and managers of money houses. A dozen or so people sit there chatting and laughing, and often several tens of thousands of taels worth of business are decided upon.

  Although the wine house is located in the southern city, many of the aristocratic young masters from the capital often come here to drink and have fun. It's considered one of the top restaurants, with a high standard in all aspects. Today is October 25th, and more than a dozen bosses are sitting there chatting and laughing with each other.

  They weren't always talking about business either. Today's topic was the interesting story of Jin Yiwei, Xiucai and Zhanggu coming to visit this morning.

  The delicacies have been served, but more than half of the people at the table took a bite and put it down. Li Zongyun was one of the wealthiest among them, and he seemed to be the center of these businessmen. He picked up a dish with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed for a few seconds.

  Suddenly, he felt that the dishes he used to think were delicious had become so tasteless and bland. As soon as his expression changed, Yang Rui, a wealthy merchant of leather goods, immediately noticed it. Yang Rui's business often relied on Li Zongyun's Southern Goods Store for loans, so he was always trying to curry favor with him.

  Yang Rui hastily said with a smile:

  "Does Cloudy seem to have lost his appetite today?"

  As soon as the words came out, almost everyone at the table had a similar expression, and they couldn't help but pause, thinking it was a problem with the dish. They quickly picked up their chopsticks and took a bite, and in their hearts, they were secretly wondering, this flavor hasn't changed at all! The owner of the restaurant knew that these big customers came here to eat, so the ingredients and craftsmanship would naturally not be sloppy, how could it be bad?

  On the table, more than a dozen people looked at each other, and suddenly there was a sense of enlightenment among them. It was still Zhao Zhuang, the owner of Qianzhuang, who spoke up:

  "Doesn't everyone think that the soup and dishes tasted too delicious at breakfast? Now isn't this tasteless?"

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