Seeing snowflakes falling on the street, many people hurried home for fear of getting their clothes wet.

The street became deserted all of a sudden, and some small stalls hurriedly began to clean up, for fear that the goods would be stained by the snow.

After all, everyone is saying that the first snow after winter, although white, is actually the dirtiest. Those who have good intentions collect snow and take it to the house to melt it, and you can really see a lot of dust. This further proves the truth of this statement.

It is said that those who use snow-melted water to make tea often collect the snow on the petals of plum blossoms in the cold winter and store them in jars for use, but no one will use the first snow in winter.

Fang Chang looked up at the sky, then turned around and walked not far away.

There, the entrance of Heshunju was still busy, and people came in and out from time to time. The lanterns at the entrance looked more red in the snow, and the shop assistants standing at the entrance greeted everyone with smiles on their faces, and greeted everyone who entered and exited. guests.

Seeing Fang Chang approaching, the clerk at the door bowed slightly and said:

"Guest officer, who are you? Please—"

Fang Chang nodded slightly: "One, find me a table by the window on the second floor."

The store clerk made a long sound in an instant, and shouted to the inside: "Okay! There is one seat in the private seat on the second floor—"

Immediately someone greeted him from the door, and led Fang Chang up the stairs to the second floor. In the upstairs hall, he chose a table by the window, pulled away the chair next to him, set up the cups and served a pot of tea, and then asked: " What do you need, sir?"

It's not the first time for Fang Chang to come to this restaurant. He knows the situation inside, so he said with a smile:

"Choose a few of the common dishes here with festive names, warm a pot of wine, and serve two stacks of cakes."

"okay."

The store clerk is very clever, and this happens a lot. Hearing this, he immediately went to the back kitchen, and as soon as he spoke inside, cold dishes and fruit snacks were served immediately, and there were hot dishes to start cooking. The young man warmed up the wine again, brought up the wine glass and clean bowls and chopsticks, announced the name of the dish, and stepped aside after speaking slowly.

The names of the dishes here are very auspicious and pleasant, all four-character words, such as "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", "Pengcheng Wanli", "Fuze Future Generations", "Keep a Good Relationship", etc., with a wide range of materials, The chef's craftsmanship is also good, and the color, fragrance and taste are delicious, which attracts the index finger.

Fang Chang poured himself a drink, ate and drank non-stop, and watched the snow that was getting thicker and thicker outside the window.

The snowflakes have grown bigger, and there are some meanings.

It's not a meal at the moment, but since Heshunju is the largest restaurant in the city of Guangping, there are quite a few people dining at the moment. Because the consumption level here is not low, the diners inside are often dressed in bright clothes, and there are three, five, six or seven people who gather to chat and eat.

Looking around slightly, Fang Chang found another person eating alone at a table not far away.

The other party's clothes were a bit worn out, but he looked good, and the dishes in front of him were obviously just served.

He gently poked the dishes on the plate with his chopsticks, and complained softly:

"Too light."

After eating a few more mouthfuls, the man frowned a few times, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, and said to the boy next to him, "Excuse me, is there any salt here? If so, bring me some."

"Okay." The boy said, but just as he was about to go to get the salt, he suddenly realized something, pulled back his steps, and solemnly asked the person who asked for the salt: "Sir, is it not to your taste? No Do you know why you need salt?"

"Just do as I say." The man shook his head and said, "It's none of your business. I'm too picky. I feel that the expensive dishes are a bit bland."

The store clerk suddenly saluted and said: "Then I will take the dishes back and let the master chef handle it again?"

"No, no need." The person begging for salt shook his head repeatedly, "That's not okay, you'd better get me some salt, it doesn't need too much, sorry for your inconvenience."

The shop assistant cupped his hands again, and then walked into the back kitchen.

Immediately, a rear chef with a big iron spoon, an apron tied around his waist, a big shoulder, a round neck and a thick neck came out and glanced in the direction of the person asking for salt. Fortunately, the other party's expression was sincere, and he didn't look like a troublemaker. The master silently returned to the back kitchen door.

Then, the waiter in the shop held a small plate with a small pile of refined salt, about half a tael.

Seeing this scene, the person begging for salt was overjoyed, and thanked the shop assistant repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you. Salt is a precious item. Many small shops don't have the courage to eat it. Heshunju's grade is indeed high enough, and the service Very spot on."

The store clerk said with a smile: "Then, if you like this place, you can come here a few more times."

"sure."

The other party held a small dish in his hand and smiled.

Then he made an unbelievable movement—while the waiter turned around, he suddenly picked up the salt plate on the table, tilted it slightly in the air, and sprinkled most of the refined salt evenly on the table every time. In the dish.

This surprised Fang Chang.

After spreading the salt, the other party sat down quickly, then grabbed the chopsticks and ate.

On the way to eat and drink, he seemed to dislike that the dishes were still bland, so he grabbed the salt dish on the table, poured the contents into several dishes, and then ate and drank more happily, as if his appetite had increased.

Fang Chang stuffed the last piece of cake on the table into his mouth, then took out the right amount of money, and threw it directly on the table, then he walked slowly towards the person who was desperately putting salt on the table, and then pulled away the money in front of him. chair, sat down and said:

"Can I sit here?" Fang Chang asked.

"Of course, please feel free."

After simply replying to Fang Chang, the other party suddenly raised his head and smiled at the shop assistant: "Excuse me, can you bring me some more salt, I just finished eating."

Hearing this, the shop assistant was very embarrassed, and even his face turned green.

"Oh, forget it, forget it, you don't have to feel bad." The person begging for salt looked bored, and then took out a big bamboo tube from his luggage, shook it, and sprinkled it on the remaining dishes.

Fang Chang suddenly said: "Your Excellency, it doesn't look like a local?"

"Huh?" The other party added salt and was eating happily. He suddenly raised his head when he heard this greeting, and asked, "Sir, why did you say that? I have been here for many years. Of course Able to be considered a local.”

Shaking his head, Fang Chang smiled and said, "I mean, your real origin."

Hearing this sentence, the diners immediately realized the problem, and their expressions were a little dazed. Even the delicious dishes that had just added a lot of salt were not fragrant enough.

He carefully observed the man in white on the opposite side of the table, and asked a little nervously:

"What's your name? How did you find out?"

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