Geng Zhong carefully replied while driving the carriage: "I can't tell you."

"In the past, when she received something she liked, she would have waved goodbye to us with a smile on her face." Geng Zhong thought about it, "Today, she seems to be worried."

Geng Zhong has run many errands for Xia Qianqian and knows her very well.

"Yes!" Ji Zimo sat back down, "I'm afraid it's not that she's unhappy, but that she's worried."

Hu Tang looked at her covetously, but that silly girl always thought that others were brothers and played with him. How could he feel at ease every time he bumped into her?

……

In the Xia family's study, Xia Qianqian transcribed two chapters each of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "A Dream of Red Mansions", dried them, and put them away.

The hot and sour noodle shop has been renovated and renovated. The newly renovated house will inevitably have a peculiar smell.

She has asked people to buy flowers and green plants and place them throughout the house to add a touch of greenery and remove odors.

The store is ready, the next step is the menu.

Her original intention was to open a hot and sour noodle shop like a fly restaurant. Now the shop is large enough, and just providing hot and sour noodle is a bit overkill.

Therefore, she also needs to consider the matching meals.

Her shop is separated from Juwang Building by a wall, so naturally she cannot sell the items sold next door, lest the two conflict with each other.

The other party already has a long-term source of customers, but she does not, so she cannot compete with her in sales volume.

Then, she needs to think hard about how to be creative and create new dishes.

What exactly are these new dishes?

She needs to double up on the information.

She is not good at cooking, but she is very capable.

For ordinary food, as long as there is a recipe and a production process, as long as she strictly follows the method, the finished product will be almost the same.

Similar meals, after repeated practice many times, will have an original taste.

What's more, there is Nanny Gui beside her.

She comes from the Imperial Kitchen. As long as you give her the formula and let her practice and guide you, the success rate can be almost 100%.

Sometimes, Aunt Gui can come up with ingenious suggestions to make the dishes better in terms of taste, appearance, etc. Xia Qianqian is ecstatic about this.

Now, she only needs to use the computer to select dishes suitable for the people here, organize all the ingredients and varieties of the production process into a collection, and give it to Aunt Gui.

In this way, another question was placed in front of her: what kind of ingredients do people here like? If she paired it with modern dishes, would they like and accept it?

She has never been out of Jiangcheng, and her food is light and less salty. The food in Juwanglou is mostly spicy and exciting, and is very popular among diners.

However, most of the guests in Juwang Tower are men, while women prefer the sweet, glutinous and refreshing taste.

So, can her hot and sour noodle shop combine the two? It can make hot and sour noodle, mushroom soup noodle, chicken soup noodle, and miso soup noodle suitable for children, etc.<

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Judging from the names, these recipes seem very simple, but actually making them is very laborious.

Xia Qianqian stared at the computer all afternoon, feeling dizzy from exhaustion, and the fonts on the screen were about to appear ghosted.

Reaching out and rubbing his eyes, he suddenly heard a slight noise at the door, and then a figure flashed in.

Under the glow of the night pearl, he was holding an oil paper bag in one hand, with a hint of joy in his expression, standing at the door and looking at her blankly.

Xia Qianqian was stunned, came to her senses, closed the laptop with a snap, and stuffed it into the drawer under the desk.

Ji Zimo frowned, "What are you hiding?"

She didn't answer but asked, "It's so late, why are you here!"

Forget it, a dignified man entering a woman's boudoir doesn't even know the importance of knocking on the door.

He waved the oil paper bag in his hand and said, "A new pastry shop opened on West Street. I passed by and brought some back to you. Unfortunately, it's a little late."

"It's not a little late." Xia Qianqian pretended to be calm, "Aren't you afraid that I'll fall asleep?"

"I came in when I saw the light in your room was on."

"When you come in, you should knock on the door first." Xia Qianqian emphasized: "What if I fall asleep in my disheveled clothes."

He suppressed his smile and said, "This is your study room. I remember your wing is next door."

"Haha!"

Putting the oil paper bag on the table, he glanced vaguely towards the drawer, "What did you hide just now?"

"Some household stuff for girls." Xia Qianqian replied calmly.

"Really?" His tone was very calm, but he said pointedly: "I thought you were hiding some secret from me?"

"Secret?"

Xia Qianqian was flustered, but she quickly changed her attitude and pouted: "Anyone who can hang around His Royal Highness, your golden-armored guards must have already found out all the eighteen generations of her ancestors."

"About me, I have searched everything to the bottom. What other secrets can I hide from you?"

She came forward, dragged him to the stool, arranged for him to sit down, and then said: "Why, I went to Ziwei Pavilion in the afternoon, and when I got angry, I came back and vented my anger."

"A heartless girl."

He stretched out his hand and scraped the bridge of her nose harshly, "I wanted to bring you something delicious, so I bothered you so late, but I didn't expect that you would find it objectionable."

"How dare I dislike you."

Xia Qianqian turned around and opened the oil paper bag, picked up a piece of hawthorn sticky sugar cake, took a big bite, and praised: "It's so delicious, so appetizing. I won't fall asleep later, so I should get up and eat two buns."

Satisfy your hunger."

"Look, look, look!"

Xia Qianqian pinched her face outwards with her hands, and said, "With your constant feeding, I have gained weight."

"Aren't you hiding your selfish motives and trying to make me fat so that you can drive away my other admirers and let you pamper me alone?"

When she said these words, her expression was exaggerated and her tone was teasing, which immediately made Ji Zimo laugh again.

"Are you worthy of my exclusive favor?"

"Aren't you just doting on me now?"

"Then do you want me to pamper you alone?"

"Who wouldn't want such a unique pampering?"

"You are so childish."

"If you weren't naive, how could you admire me who is so naive?"

"Who admires you?"

"If you don't admire me, why would you send me snacks in the middle of the night?"

"I just want to feed it."

"Squid, you are looking for a fight..."

The two bickered and fought inside the house.

Little did they know that in the side room in the front yard, four people were lying next to the window, listening to what was going on in the backyard.
Chapter completed!