Li Chengyi quickly put away all the account books he had sorted out.

Recently, the Ministry of Revenue has to organize the accounts. Although he is just a doctor, he is a serious job and has taken care of a lot of things. Every time he checks the accounts, he is overwhelming, which is a headache. He has been very busy these days, so the important accounts are naturally done in the yamen, but some old accounts have to be archived. He has no time to do them when he is on duty during the day, so he has to come back to work in the evening.

Of course, no matter how much official business is, it is not as important as a sister.

Li Chengyi stared at Han tightly.

Han rolled his eyes, complained, and then lowered his head to change his inner clothes. She liked to sew these close-fitting clothes herself and did not like to use those who were needled and threaded. One was for the sake of cleanliness, and the other was that she liked to make tighter things, so that people who were needled and threaded would always do something unpleasant.

Li Chengyi: “…”

So, which sister-in-law has had a bad idea about her good girl?

After finally coaxing his wife to tell the matter, Li Chengyi blinked: "It's nothing wrong with cooking well. You can support yourself. Our family shouldn't worry about it again. Then you can just give me a gift."

Ayu and Sister Huan were close to each other. In the past, he had to be anxious. Why are you still anxious now? Sister Huan is close to the Yun family, and the little things about her identity are nothing. No smart people in the capital will care about it.

Let’s talk about the one who brought imperial equipment in the palace and served as the Secretariat. His Majesty believed him as if he believed in his own eyes. He was the illegitimate son of the Zhang family. Everyone knows it at this time, but who would really care? The Zhang family would not show any inappropriate emotions in front of him.

Of course, there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and there are many fools in the world.

But who would care about the fools’ actions?

Yesterday, he heard from a familiar friend in the court that His Majesty came to Yun’s house in person and met Mr. Yun. The two had a great time talking.

Anyway, in recent days, even if no one in the Yun family has served in the court, their status is very transcendent. As long as Sister Huan can have a good relationship with the Yun family, she will be able to gain a foothold in the capital smoothly.

"It's just the marriage between Huan Jie'er and the Lu family. What do our ancestors think? If you don't mention resigning from the marriage, you won't ask Huan Jie'er to talk about this anymore, right?"

Li Chengyi exhaled, "Has my ancestor forgotten the matter?"

Han: “…”

Can you really think that my ancestor is already confused? Even if her man is confused in the future, my ancestor is the most sober in the family.

Gu Xiang was preparing to open a small restaurant. Although Li Chengyu looked at the little stars when she mentioned the snacks of "Gu Ji" now, and was very satisfied. She wanted to praise Gu Xiang's skills to the sky, but Gu Xiang still attached great importance to the situation in the food industry in the capital that she had carefully examined.

There are many restaurants and snack shops in Beijing. These arrogant people in Beijing are different from ordinary people in Guzhuang. They like to eat, and they know how to eat, and can enjoy the delicious food.

Just as Li Chengyu said, not only big restaurants, but even small feet shops on the street should not be underestimated.

"A prosperous era."

In future historical records, this will inevitably be a prosperous era.

Gu Xiang became a little pretentious. In the original owner's memory, the people of Guzhuang couldn't afford even sugar. They longed for the capital and occasionally said that dignitaries could eat a bowl of steamed buns in one meal.

A prosperous era has nothing to do with the people.

It's not right, the people recorded in history books have nothing to do with her concept of the people.

Not to mention the distance, just in this capital, Gu Xiang was a little worried that the arrogant people in Tokyo had eaten all the delicacies and were all clever, not as easy to fool as Guzhuang.

But outside the city not far away, there are many people who are not covered in clothes. Why are Wuyou Cave repeatedly cleared and wiped out? Why is Guifanlou's business never completely eliminated?

After a while of pretentiousness, Gu Xiang continued to fight for his own food orders.

There are benefits of prosperous times. I remember when she was in Guzhuang, she wanted to earn food items. That was really a job as a psychologist. After all, only living people can enjoy food and provide her with life. The numb living dead cannot give her food items.

Most of the time in Beijing, there is no need to spend this effort. Although everyone is clever and trying to satisfy the diners here, it seems not easy.

"At the beginning, there were not many types of snacks, so the sweet yam glutinous rice dumplings were considered a dish."

Gu Xiang thought for a while, "Make the meat hotpot."

People in the capital eat almost everything. What ordinary people eat the most is pasta, steamed buns, buns, etc., which are all things that need to be eaten every day and every meal.

The firewood that Gu Xiang wanted to make was a staple in the "Poetic and Painting" set she bought, called "Rozhi Tear". Although the name is so elegant, it is actually a meat firewood, also called meat patties.

Recently, Gu Xiang has not bought recipes from the mall. Just the ones she bought are actually very early to understand.

Nowadays, Gu Xiang has a lot of knowledge reserves. If he had only one or half a dish, it would be enough to grind it for a lifetime and eat it for a lifetime.

If you want to make the heat delicious, the kneading step is extremely important. How to use force, how to make pastry, how much noodles, how much oil to add, how to wake up, etc., are all knowledge. Only with his own seasoning skills can Gu Xiang simplify the experience that others need for many years.

The copper stove was burning hot, and Gu Xiang kneaded the dough quickly and dug a small piece of half-fat and half-slim pork. He kneaded the chopped peppers and minced green onions into the dough, pressing them into a small and exquisite dough cake. The small dough cake was as big as a palm, and it was directly pasted on the inner wall of the copper stove, making it so oily.

Gu Xiang closed his eyes, and it seemed that he could see how the small dough was consuming layers of grease. The outer skin became golden little by little, and the crispy dough was mixed with drops of bright red grease, revealing a bit of redness in the beige and soft inside.

"Rouge tears are a bit like. I really want an oven."

She now uses a copper stove modified by a roasted stove, which is really difficult to control the temperature. Gu Xiang glanced at the old dog who was looking out and helped the chef.

The old dog immediately took off the long wooden clips with great gaze, picked out the meat one by one and put them in the basket.

Each of them has a golden outer skin, which looks a little oily, but Gu Xiang felt oily according to his previous vision, but according to his current vision, it was very good.

The old dog looked at the hot meat, but he was much more interested in the dessert before. While the others didn't react, he quickly grabbed one and took it down with one bite. The crispy slag suddenly fell out. It was fragrant and delicious. A little soup, with a little meat aroma, mixed with a slightly soft and oily noodles. The taste and taste were simply indescribable.

The bone shape actually only uses a little meat, but this little meat makes the ordinary fire burning soul.

The fragrance dissipates with the wind.

Many residents around couldn't help but stumble.

"I'm afraid this owner has a grudge against us?"
Chapter completed!