The Female Supporting Role Shows Out: 252. Cannon Fodder Female Matching Mom 15
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This is an anti-theft chapter
"I originally wanted to open a Lu restaurant opposite the Yan's restaurant, but they were maliciously disturbed. You said there is no hatred?"
"Eh, fortunately, they have messed up your plan, otherwise the entire street business will be robbed of you!" Little Chef Qiu was outspoken and shouted "Oops" in his heart as soon as he finished speaking. Full of begging for mercy.
Lin Dan pointed at him with a finger, and said with a smile: "I'm taking you as a compliment. If someone asks, you just say that you recognize a master, don't say who my last name or first name is. "The words fell through the back door.
Qiu Xiaozhu quickly agreed. He also knew that the Yan family was very dirty and used to use some unfair competition methods. But what can they do if they are nasty? You can’t make a fake one in cooking. If it’s delicious, it’s delicious, and if it’s not delicious, it’s not delicious. The diners can tell it by themselves. He hid behind the screen and observed the situation in the front hall, and found that the two princes were ready to leave, and asked Chang Su to take away the unfinished dishes. Royals love extravagance and waste, and it is rare to see such a scene where rice grains must be treasured.
"No, I have to meet the new chef and ask her how the hericium is made. Little Qiu can't make this kind of taste." When he walked to the door, Prince Cheng changed again. With an idea, let the old shopkeeper call the chef out.
Chef Qiu couldn't, so he ran out to confess his crime, saying that the master had already left, and he would not come tomorrow afternoon, and he would not be fixed at the bridge garden restaurant to cook. It depends on luck.
"When will she come?" Prince Cheng asked persistently.
"Come in the future, leave when you apply."
"The untimely meal is over!"
"She just came to teach me how to cook, she didn't lead the chef at Qiaoyuan Restaurant." Little Chef Qiu replied cautiously.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter after the meal. It's a big deal that the king will postpone lunch. I will not be there tomorrow, I will come tomorrow!" Prince Cheng carried a food box, shyly walked away, and the rest The diners pricked their ears and listened to the two of them, and they all had a good deal of coming back tomorrow. Good food is worth the wait, so let's go later.
Chef Qiu respectfully sent the two princes away, and by chance, he noticed that the shopkeeper of Yan's restaurant was hiding in the corner to check the situation in his own restaurant, but his restaurant was very quiet, and the business was very deserted.
Chef Qiu raised his head and snorted coldly, and the heart that had been hanging since his father's death finally landed on the ground.
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It was already evening when Lin Dan and Tang Jiu returned to Nancheng, and the burning clouds stretched across the sky, glowing red, with a warm and tranquil feeling. The two of them didn’t speak, so they walked in tandem, walked into the depths of the alley, and came to the door of their store. They saw a pretty middle-aged woman who was dressed up as a coquettish woman who was talking to Xiaozhu, and she started to talk. Move your feet and have a frivolous attitude.
Seeing Lin Dan, Xiao Zhuzi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said anxiously: "Our shopkeeper is here, tell her!" The words fell off and ran away, as if there was a ghost chasing behind.
The middle-aged woman stared at his back and laughed. Then she looked at Lin Dan and opened her mouth: "I'll give you ten taels of silver. You can sell this shop to me." Without waiting for Lin Dan's answer, She continued on her own self: "I heard that you spent twenty taels of silver when you bought this shop. You must sell me ten taels of silver. You are definitely not happy. But you don't want to think about it. Your shop Hidden in such a deep alley, who can find it? If you sell it now, you can still save some of your wealth. If you sell it in the future, I'm afraid you will suffer a blood loss."
"Sell it to you, aren't you afraid of losing money?" Lin Dan walked over unhurriedly.
"I’m in the skin and flesh business, can you compare with me? As long as my girls spread their legs, my customers will know where to go. Unlike you, your shop is here. Can the guest find the door?" The middle-aged woman spoke very rudely, and Lin Dan couldn't help frowning, no matter how good-tempered she was.
Tang Jiu stepped forward, trying to throw him out of the alley, but Lin Dan gently pulled his sleeves. She warmly said: "I'm sorry, I don't sell in this store, you can go to another store." Doing business pays attention to making money by being kind. No matter how bad the attitude of the other person is, how bad the words are, Lin Dan will not get angry. Her mood seldom fluctuates because of certain people or things, as if she is born with less emotions and desires than others.
The middle-aged woman seemed to be stunned by Tang Jiu’s eagle. She hurriedly walked out, walked a few steps, and then turned around and said, “I have a brothel at the end of the street in front of me. Cuihongju, if you regret it, come to me. My name is Qin Erniang. But I will tell you in advance that I will sell at that time, and I won't pay such a high price again!" She had two oirans from the south of the Yangtze River in her hand. With a very beautiful appearance, he planned to raise it in a deep alley and rent it to others as an outside room for a long time, so that he could earn more. Lin Dan is the most quiet place here, and she was hit by her at a glance, but it's a pity that they don't sell it.
If you don’t sell it, don’t sell it. Open a restaurant in a deep alley. Thinking about it this way, the middle-aged woman finally relieved her anger, and she waited happily for Lin Dan to come and beg.
Where would Lin Dan take her words to heart, and just smile and pass. Tang Jiu worried: "Why don't you go to Xicheng to open a store? I have several shops in my hand, which can be sold to you or rented to you. The Yan family will definitely not dare to come here."
"Thank you for your kindness," Lin Dan turned to look at him, his voice low and soft: "Tang Jiu, what do you say is the best dish in the world?"
This question can make Old Gourmet Tang Jiu puzzled. He has eaten all over the world, and he loves all kinds of flavors, but he can't do it if he wants to rank it high and low. Each type of cuisine has its own characteristics and strengths, as well as its own fans. Even the imperial meal is not everyone's favorite. Some people say it is good and some people say it is bad. It can be said to be difficult to adjust.
Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Lin Dan pointed to the sign on the door beam and said: "I can cook the most delicious dishes in the world, so why worry about the next one?"
Tang Jiu looked up and suddenly realized. I saw the brand-new plaque with three characters-hometown cuisine written in regular script. There is no doubt that this is the most delicious dish in the world, no matter where you go, no matter what you have eaten, when you dream back at midnight, the lonely place of Gaoling, the most missed and most memorable, or the taste of childhood , Or the nostalgia in the bones. Especially in this Nancheng, everyone is a stranger, and everyone is a wanderer. The more you get used to the Beijing flavor, the more you dream about your hometown cuisine.
Lin Dan spent ten years traveling all over the country of Chu, learning the most authentic folk dishes. Why would you lose money when you open such a restaurant?
Seeing that Tang Jiu had figured it out, Lin Dan chuckled lightly, "If it is in Xicheng, I will open a Lu restaurant; if it is in Dongcheng, I will open a Huaiyang restaurant; if it is in Beicheng, I will open a noodle restaurant, regardless of the store. Wherever I open, I will never have no business to do.” Because she believes in her own craftsmanship, she will always act more confidently and calmly than others.
Xicheng is full of high-ranking officials and nobles, so he cooks Lu cuisine, which is known as official cuisine; Dongcheng is rich in knowledge, extravagant, and arty, so he cooks Huaiyang cuisine. Huaiyang cuisine pays attention to artistic conception, reconciles the tastes, and pays attention to elegance and interest. Almost every famous dish has an allusion, which is most in line with the temperament of the rich; Beicheng is mostly the local poor, so only a small noodle shop is opened, and a few bowls of Yangchun noodles are sold every day. There is money to be made for miscellaneous noodles and miscellaneous sauces; let alone this hometown restaurant in Nancheng... How could the sneaky tricks of the Yan family cause trouble to Lin Dan?
Tang Jiu thought about these business experiences all the way, and couldn't help but get to know Lin Dan a little bit more.
"It seems I am worried for nothing." He sighed in a complicated tone.
"But thank you very much for your kindness." Lin Dan walked into the back kitchen, moved the three-pot soup into a large crock pot, continued to stew it over a low heat, and took a kitchen knife to cut the cabbage gang. She used different knives to cut the cabbage gang into different shapes, such as centipede flower knife, peony flower knife, wheat ear flower knife, etc., after being put into the water, it slowly stretched, and the flowers bloomed differently.
Tang Jiu stared at her superb sword skills for a long time, then pointed to the wok filled with sand and asked: "Is this going to make sugar-fried chestnuts?"
Lin Dan shook his head, "After practicing the sword skill, I have to practice turning the spoon and turning the pot. There is no weight in the pot. How can I get the strength of my wrist? If I don't practice it for a day, the sword skill will become rusty and my strength will disappear. You can’t make the original taste when you’re on the stove."
Tang Jiu couldn't help sighing: "You practice cooking, it is no easier than our martial arts practice."
"Every craft is practiced in this way. It's not uncommon." Lin Dan put down the kitchen knife, walked into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the large earthen jar that boiled the marinade, and stirred slowly with a long spoon. Boiled whole chicken, whole duck, pig's trotters, pork belly, etc., then put in the newly slaughtered whole chicken, whole duck, pig's trotters, pork belly, pork skin and other ingredients, continue to cook, and finally put the lid on and around Use a wet towel to close the gap, and a stone slab is pressed on top to prevent the smell.
The instant the lid was lifted, Tang Jiu almost fainted, not because of the smell, but because of the fragrance.
Lin Dan did not expect that someone would know such a remote place, and he also described in detail the production process of the local specialties, and couldn't help looking at the handsome man. The man glanced at her, and finally continued to eat dry food.
The bacon slices in the pot have all been coated with a layer of pickled bean dregs, and the rich fat constantly emits a crisp sound after boiling, and the rich aroma is volatilized. Lin Dan retracted his gaze and said to the little girl who was sitting next to him: "You can pour water."
The little girl quickly poured the water from the clay pot into the pot. When the water flowed, the dishes that were not very attractive became more and more muddy, but the odor of the pickles that went straight to the nose was much weaker. The fragrance of beans and the incense of bacon are stimulated and have the original flavor.
This change in smell was immediately blown away by the spring breeze and spread everywhere. The three men sitting not far away couldn't help but sucked their noses. The mouths that were originally thirsty suddenly secreted a lot of saliva, and they could swallow the hard buns smoothly without drinking water. But now looking at the hard buns, they have a feeling of being unable to eat.
Lin Dan didn't care about the feelings of some people at all, and seemed to feel that the food in the pot was not delicious enough, so he added several seasonings and stirred them slowly with a spatula. The soup was already boiling, and bubbles were blowing, and the white water vapor engulfed the overbearing scent spreading around, attacking everyone's nose and taste buds.