I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

What kind of food is sashimi?

Similar to fish sashimi.

Historically, people in the Tang Dynasty liked to eat sashimi the most, and they were very particular about how to eat it. Take the boneless and tenderest part of the fish, cut into thin slices, the thinner the better, and serve with seasoning. In addition to taste good, but also beautiful, pay attention to presentation.

Baicaoshi wants to try Yanjing's raw fish noodles.

There were no more seats by the window, so the two of them chose a quieter one.

"Man, order!" Baicaoshi shouted.

The waiter in the shop had a white towel on his shoulders and greeted him with a smile, "Do you two eat fish sticks? Our time-honored brand is the most authentic in Yanjing. In addition, for female customers, we also provide boiled fish sticks, one fish and two meals, raw It can be cooked."

It has to be said that the services of time-honored brands are quite good.

Since Hongqu is the host, it is necessary to show the atmosphere of the host. Not only does she follow the good advice, but she also pays the bill in advance. "Okay, let's have some of your special side dishes too, and then count the money."

Xiao Er bowed her waist and smiled sweetly, "Someone made a knot for the girls, the two girls just eat as much as they want."

Hongqu: "...who?"

Baicao Poetry: "...Who?"

The two looked at each other and spoke in unison.

The clerk smiled shyly, "It's not convenient for customers to disclose this. However, our store has a century-old reputation guarantee, so there is absolutely no problem."

Then he went to place an order.

"Isn't it your admirer?" Hong Qu asked gossipingly, suppressing her voice.

Baicao Shimo twitched her chin, intuiting that the matter was not simple, maybe it was a trick, and now many people were staring at her and Zhe Yu. However, she still said: "It's hard to say, after all, your name is in Yanjing..."

The red song in the past was famous in Yanjing, and countless people wished to bow down under her skirt.

"Could it be a trap?" Hongqu added a little vigilance.

"Waiting for the opportunity to act." Baicaoshi's gaze swept around the lobby, the guests were chatting and laughing happily, but there was nothing unusual. She glanced at the stairs, is it on the second floor?

Soon the sashimi and broth pot came up.

Baicaoshi looked at the soup pot, feeling a sense of familiarity. Last year she went to Prince Pingzhao's mansion to be a cook, and Yuan Xian invited her to go boating, where she ate delicious fried fish.

That was the first time she ate fish cakes in this time and space.

She had a faint feeling before that he came to Yanjing. It's stronger now.

Seeing her in a daze, Hongqu waved her fingers in front of her eyes, and said cautiously: "What are you thinking? Do you want to test the poison?"

Baicaoshi looked at it and smelled it again, "Eat it, it's not poisonous."

Now that the genius doctor has let go, the red yeast rice will not be eaten for nothing.

Whether it is raw or rinsed, each has its own merits. On the contrary, the poetry of Baicao is lacking in interest.

She had a hunch that there was an undercurrent surging in a place she couldn't see.

When they were full of wine and food, on the seats at the two tables across from them, several aristocrats were talking, the volume was not low, and one of them stood up, holding a book in his hand.

"Drink magnolia in the morning and fall dew in the evening, and eat autumn chrysanthemums in the evening. It is said that after the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting, the price of chrysanthemum tea and chrysanthemum wine in Yanjing skyrocketed. However, my favorite sentence is "wait until autumn." On September 8th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom'. Just for this poem, this book is worth buying." A scholar said.

"Brother Chen, where did you buy your books?" Another scholar asked.

"Zhiyuan Bookstore." The surname Chen said.

"Zhiyuan Bookstore can be said to be the most discerning. When I started Baili's "Da Yan Fengwuzhi", all the bookstores refused to publish it because of Bu Shilang's face. Only Zhiyuan Academy printed it, and it was a refined version. A wave really earned both money and fame."

"Since I'm done eating, I'll also go to the bookstore. The poems in this year's Chrysanthemum Appreciation Festival are all excellent and worthy of collection."

The three scholars wanted to leave in groups, but the book in the hands of Chen had already been snatched away.

Chen Shusheng took a closer look, she was a woman, and she was very beautiful. "Girl, I have no grievances with you, what do you mean, girl?"

Baicaoshi flipped through the book, it was all the poems she recited at the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting, her anger came to the ground.

"You just buy the book after the bookstore steals it. Did any of you ask for the idea of ​​writing a poet? Pirate copies openly to make huge profits? You have vision, but no integrity."

The few scholars were angry when they were told, "Girl, what does this have to do with you? No matter what, you shouldn't rob my book. If you want to buy it, you can buy it yourself."

Baicaoshi became more angry. The pirated version was stolen from her, and you still want to make money from her? There is no reason for this.

She held the book in her hand, "I don't intend to return the book. I want you to lead the way and walk to the bookstore with me."

The scholar poked his neck, "Why?"

Baicaoshi pinched her knuckles and made a loud noise. She didn't intend to solve it violently, and the original author was not her, but she couldn't be stolen like this. "Why? Because I am the reciter of those poems."

A few scholars didn't believe it at first, and met the original author after a meal? However, someone tugged at the corner of the scholar surnamed Chen and gave him a wink, "Didn't you say that at the chrysanthemum appreciation party, the hundred poems chanting chrysanthemums came from the female guests of Princess Chang and Princess Xun? Could it be..."

The scholar surnamed Chen thought of the stories that Mr. Storyteller told vividly these days. Wasn’t the one who chanted the hundred poems of chrysanthemums in a fit of anger a woman with misty eyes?

God.

After seeing the whole process, Hongqu turned from surprise to dumbfounded.

Hidden.

Several people prepared to go to Zhiyuan Bookstore in a team.

Suddenly, Baicaoshi's feeling of being watched by others reappeared, she turned her head suddenly, and glanced at the Youyou stairs.

She said, "wait for me."

Unable to think about it, she quickly went upstairs, looking at one private room after another. There is a curtain hanging outside the private room, so you can't really see it. She yelled, "Today, there are discounts for all fish dishes. Those who sign up are first come, first served."

All the boxes with people poked their heads out, but the last one didn't respond.

Baicaoshi rushed over with a stride, and the private room was empty. She strode to the window and saw the figure drifting away.

This is, the jumping window?

Baicaoshi didn't bother, she turned around and went downstairs, next she was going to Zhiyuan Bookstore to ask for an explanation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the bookstore, I saw a sign hanging on the bookstore saying that it was closed. But the shopkeeper and the shop assistants were all there, lined up in a row, bowing to Baicaoshi and saluting, respectfully.

All of a sudden, Baicaoshi was completely confused, what kind of heart is this?

Hongqu twitched the corner of her mouth, "Oh, what does this mean?"

The shopkeeper came forward, "Is it Miss Bai?"

Baicaoshi raised the book in her hand with a serious expression, "Exactly."

The shopkeeper said: "About publishing your poems, we have no malicious intentions. We just don't want such good poems to be drowned out and forgotten by future generations. It was our mistake that we couldn't contact the girl immediately. We should pay compensation, as long as the girl You bring it up, and we'll do it."