The sauerkraut is particularly refreshing, crispy and sweet.
Take a big bite of beef and it has a strong aroma.
Jiang's bowl of noodles was fragrant and his stomach was warmer and his mentality was calmer.
"Don't worry about the guy's mind, he always has to use manual labor to build a restaurant. In the future, the restaurant will open and purchase various ingredients. The dishes in the surrounding villages will probably be sold. It's not a bad thing for the villagers to follow."
Jiang convinced herself.
Gu Xiang told Qiuli and Cherry to send her mother back, and then went into the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Today's main course is chicken, fish and shrimp.
Gu Xiang first looked at the nineteen new chickens.
There were originally twenty people coming, but she suddenly became a little hungry in the middle of the night last night. She got up and grabbed a chicken and baked it with a layer of yellow mud and ate it.
In addition to her, she is also a big cute person who is her accomplice.
Thinking of the chicken, Gu Xiang unconsciously licked his lips gently. The free-range chickens are not like those raised in later generations. They all grew up eating insects. The meat is incredibly tender and roasted so hard that the meat is crispy.
Thinking of this moment, she couldn't help but feel the urge to suck her fingers.
While aftertaste, Gu Xiang quickly stewed the remaining nineteen chickens.
...
It started to rain and snow yesterday, and it took one night and one day. Even though the rain is light, the sky is still foggy.
There are more people in Gu Ji Restaurant than before. Not to mention that the private rooms are filled with seats early, even the lobby is full.
Liu Chuanfu, with two servants, Guzhuang, two teachers, Su Bai and Su Nan hurried into the gate, looked up anxiously, and saw signs hanging on the private rooms upstairs, and obviously they had already made a reservation.
"It's not time for dinner yet. I really doubt you come to have lunch when you get up early and don't have to work without any effort?"
A few muffled laughs suddenly came from the private room on the second floor.
"Mr. Liu, come and sit down. If you don't sit down, you won't even have a seat in the lobby."
Mr. Liu looked back and saw that the scholar Su brothers had found someone to share the table in the lobby and were comfortably drinking the red date and ginger tea specially made in Fuyunlou.
The ginger tastes not strong, the sweetness is not very strong, and the fragrance is faint, but it feels very comfortable from the throat to the stomach when you drink it.
In such a cold wind-torn weather, drinking such a hot cup of tea is a life of immortality.
Su Bai waved: "It's not just Mr. Liu in the world who is smart."
They thought the weather was not good, so there must be few Gu Ji people, and others thought so, and the whole world's gluttons had the same thought.
Liu Chuanfu was still a little angry, and suddenly he smelled a fragrance.
The taste is particularly rich and amazingly fragrant.
He came to his senses for a while and suddenly realized that his neck had twisted to the limit, staring at the semi-open kitchen in the northeast.
At this time, the domineering fragrance in the kitchen surged, making his nose twitch constantly.
The guests in the entire lobby seemed to have been imposed with some kind of spell, and they all turned into wooden men, with the same expression and the same effect.
Liu Chuanfu gently covered his stomach and sat down on the seat next to Nannan.
Now, what are the private rooms and indecent rooms? If you delay for a while, maybe even the remaining seats in the lobby will be gone.
Qiuli was welcoming guests at the entrance of Fuyun Tower, and she also smelled the fragrance that was overflowing inside, which was faintly spacious and even more attractive.
She always thought that her sister was just a living. Seeing that the sky was eating and drinking in the Fuyun Tower, she had received her monthly salary these two times, but she had never received any money for food supplements.
But at this moment, she suddenly understood her sister.
Which is more important, food or money?
Qiu Li was pondering when she suddenly saw a guest coming, and immediately showed a gentle smile. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the old dog beside her staring at her eyes: "He still dares to come!"
"who?"
The old dog twitched: "Li Zijun!"
Qiu Li immediately adjusted her passionate expression to the expression of her parents who died, frowned and said, "I forgot."
The old dog stared at Li Zijun who was walking over slowly, a little distracted, and blurted out after hearing this: "What have you forgotten?"
"I remember the little lady seemed to say that she would hold a sign at the door that Li Zijun and the dog were not allowed to enter? She actually forgot to put it on!"
Old dog: "…"
No wonder Qiu Li's temperament is so unsuitable for being a maid. Gu Chu insists on using her, but likes her very much. With her little mouth and considerate level, she can't be a maid. So what if she doesn't know how to be a maid?
An excellent maid, who can hold a few in his hands, how many people can be as caring as Qiuli?
The two of them lost a few words. Li Zijun had already walked to the door, but he was not in a hurry to go in. He looked up and down, and was a little surprised. He turned to a middle-aged man beside him and said, "Xie Chu, this is 'Gu Ji', the most famous restaurant in our Shouling County at present."
The middle-aged man was named Xie Bin. His ancestors have been cooks for generations. Although no one of his ancestors has ever been an imperial chef, his father is famous in the capital and is the head chef of Fanlou.
In terms of craftsmanship, the Xie family does not think that they are worse than the imperial chefs in the palace.
When the late emperor was alive, he would occasionally come in vain just to eat the dishes made by Xie Bin's father.
Xie Bin looked up at Gu Ji, and a sneer appeared on his face: "The storefront is so bright, but it is a shameful conscience. If you don't do a good restaurant, you have to spread some divine things everywhere. I don't believe that such a treacherous person can still cook in the kitchen steadily..."
Before he finished speaking, Qiu Li rolled her eyes: "Ermu, I didn't see another idiot who couldn't understand human words?"
Wang Ermu was dozing off against the wall. At this time, he woke up, his eyes were blurred, but his body was straightened like a conditioned reflex, his qi sinks into his dantian, his voice was loud, and his words were yelling in a straight voice: "Customer see, our 'Gu Ji' is a restaurant, not a clinic, and he can't cure diseases. There is no medicinal food, no medicinal food, no medicinal food, no medicinal food, no medicinal food, no important things are emphasized three times. Please see here, if there is any inconvenient eyes and ears, please raise your hand if there is any!"
Xie Bin: “…”
He choked, his face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and he frowned and glared at Li Zijun.
Xie Bin just arrived in Shouling yesterday. When Li Zijun talked about a business rival worthy of attention, he mentioned "Gu Ji" and asked for a little bit of inquiries. As a result, he heard many people say that Gu Ji's food has fairy energy and can prolong life. How can he treat baldness, gastrointestinal diseases, headaches, insomnia, etc.
He thought this was all promotional by "Gu Ji", and even though he had a bad impression of this restaurant.
Xie Bin has been studying cooking for many years and has been despised by people who are not devout in their own ability to eat.
The chef makes a living by his ability, and what is the ability to think of these evil ways to deceive diners?
It seems that there is a misunderstanding now. Only he comes, it’s fine if he misunderstood. Li Zijun doesn’t even remind him, hum!
Chapter completed!