The Ming Dynasty's Ministry of War was almost equally treated. Even the children of the Beijing guards who were guarding the Forbidden City were wearing shabby battle robes, and it was rare to see new clothes.

It is rare to see such a well-equipped and beautifully dressed in armor. A total of twelve people came over. These people didn't look like a team, just wandering around the streets. However, after a few glances, Wang Tong saw something was wrong. The dozen or so dressed guards seemed to be wandering, but they were all where passers-by gathered.

When they walked there, after a moment of stopping, the eunuchs or guards gathered dispersed and walked towards both sides of the street. Wang Tong felt aroused in his heart and knew who was coming.

This is a completely different mindset than not knowing. There are no customers in the store. Wang Tong called a guy to the intersection and waited for Zhang Shiqiang. If he came back, he would just transport the things to the next house to avoid being embarrassed when he met. He went to the seat where the little fat man was used to sitting and checked for any oil stains and dirt.

The shop’s work has become more than enough, and the cleaning and wiping work is meticulous, which makes people feel quite reassuring.

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The cotton curtain was lifted up, and Zhang Cheng, wearing a gray cotton robe, walked in with the fat little man.

The rich Zhang Cheng's face did not stick to his fake beard this time, and his white and fat face looked very kind. The fat man next to him was wrapped tightly. He put his hat aside when he walked into the store.

The little fat man was not very happy on his round and rolling face. He stared at Wang Tong and remained silent. Zhang Cheng nodded slightly at Wang Tong.

Wang Tong was also awkward, thinking that the big guys rushed over and asked questions inexplicably, and then didn't explain anything. What should I do when facing this little fat man?

Wang Tong didn't know how to do it, so he gritted his teeth. Since he didn't point it out, he would treat it as if it was not pointed out. A smile appeared on his face and went forward and said:

"It's a cold day. Two of you drink a bowl of hot soup first. Saner, bring it up quickly. Remember to add some pepper..."

Two bowls of steaming mutton bone soup were placed on the table. The soup was white and the heat was enough. Drinking hot soup in cold weather was particularly good.

Although the little fat man was unhappy, he couldn't help but pick up the spoon and took a sip. After drinking it, he raised his eyebrows, and showed a look of surprise on his face. He stared at Wang Tong and asked:

"This soup is so fresh, how do you make it?"

Zhang Cheng beside him couldn't help but take a sip when he heard the fat man's surprise. His reaction was also shocked, and he couldn't help but turn his surprised eyes to Wang Tong.

With this happening, the slightly depressing atmosphere in the store has been relieved a lot. Zhang Cheng took another sip, pursed his lips, and said:

"The taste of vinegar, pepper and sheep bones are all cooked, but how to make it so fresh, even the imperial meal... there."

After a stuttering, he finally swallowed the words "Yuanchang". The little fat man's face turned gloomy again when he heard this. Wang Tong said nothing but never saw him and explained with a smile:

"Don't pick the sheep bones too clean. When it's about to boil, throw it down and have a fried fish. It has no fishy smell, but it has all the umami flavor."

In modern times, Wang Tong is not a good life in an orphanage. His life improves after work. In addition to working and socializing, he does not like to go out and have fun. Leisure at home is just to make food.

It may not be very good at cooking, but I have seen and heard of many things. There are also chefs in the delicacies restaurant, so I do it according to Wang Tong's instructions.

This method of making soup with fish for seasoning comes from Guangdong and is the most basic technique when making soup. Wang Tong also tried it today, and the effect is good.

Zhang Cheng nodded when he heard this. The fat man was confused for a moment, but his eyes lit up and slapped the table and said excitedly:

"Isn't the word "sheep and fish" in sheep bone together just a fresh word?"

The slightly gloomy expression just now became a smile. For such a supreme person, the reason for happiness is also very simple.

This mutton bone soup is not a big pot of goods, but was prepared by Wang Tong alone. He was happy to see the fat man, braised pork, stewed beef with radish, and dried shrimps and cabbage hearts were delivered one by one.

Needless to say, the dried shrimps are dried shrimps, and the cabbage heart is shredded, which is very refreshing and delicious. Speaking of which, the two of them did not eat. Zhang Cheng was still reserved, while the fat man swallowed them in big mouthfuls, which was very sweet.

Wang Tong thought about it and sat in the corner. Since the other party didn't point it out, he would pretend to be confused and act as natural as possible.

When he was hungry, he was satisfied after eating his fill. After eating two bowls of rice, he breathed a sigh of relief. The expression on his face became a little pleasant. He pondered for a while and said:

"Pan Zhang, call out everyone in the store and leave Wang Tong behind."

Zhang Cheng, who was sitting sideways, quickly stood up and waved his hands to the busy guys in the store. Wang Tong directly assigned everyone to the houses on both sides to help.

When there were only three people left in the store, the fat man's face turned gloomy and stared at Wang Tong and asked:

"Wang Tong, do you know who I am?"

At this point, Wang Tong quickly stood up and bowed and said:

"Xiao's mind has speculation, but no one or Xiao's words are made clear, so he dare not make a judgment."

"I am today. My partner and Mr. Zhang have come here to see you. I guess you can guess who I am in your heart!"

After Che Yi finished talking, Wang Tong couldn't pretend to be confused anymore. He quickly stood up and knelt down, and bowed to him with a big gift:

"Long live my husband Wang Tong, please see my emperor."

It would be no benefit for him to find out the matter. Wang Tong understood in his heart that the situation had come to this point, but only the monarch and ministers could meet each other with great courtesy.

Emperor Wanli, who was sitting on the side, was full of boredom and complained to Zhang Cheng, who was standing there:

"Zhang Baoban, I finally had a private visit, but he couldn't recognize me. You insisted on telling my mother about such an interesting thing, look, the eldest son knows it, Mr. Zhang knows it, Wang Tong is so respectful, what's the point of coming here in the future!"

Listening to Emperor Wanli’s complaints, Wang Tong was extremely anxious. A huge opportunity was placed in front of him. If he wanted to live his life unrestlessly, he had to seize this opportunity. However, the difference in identity and world makes him have no chance to take the initiative. What should he do?

After Emperor Wanli complained, he looked at Wang Tong kneeling on the ground, his tone calmed down a little, and said in a deep voice:

"Your yelling that day made me figure out something, and I saw my mother's happiness, and my husband praised me. My mother's happiness is just happy. Tell me, what do you want, I would like to reward you?"

The emperor asked him what reward he wanted, which was a great fortune that ordinary people could never dream of. But Wang Tong knew in his heart that if he really wanted the reward, it would be that. The emperor who had lost the freshness and excitement would never come here again, and everything would be empty.

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Chapter completed!