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Three hundred and sixteenth chapter bowl meat

Soon, the residents living nearby, passers-by knew that the sweet taste of meat and yam dumplings was nothing.
What is really unbearable is also called the Bobo meat.
The third snack for sale that Gu Xiangding has decided is Bobo Meat.
Speaking of this dish of Bobo meat, Gu Xiang changed it according to Bobo chicken. Unlike the traditional method of Bobo chicken, Gu Xiang chose thick fish belly meat, chicken, and pork belly, which were blanched first, then stir-fry the outer skin with oil, skewers with a stick, and put it in the base soup to cook carefully.
The base soup is made with chicken soup and bone soup. The soup that was cooked overnight was extremely fresh and rich. I chose lotus root slices and fungus. The lotus root was not cut too thin. It is said that thinner is better to taste, but Gu Xiang tried it a few times and chose a semi-thin and not thick cut method. It can not only taste delicious, but it is crispy and has a rich taste in the mouth.
In fact, just like this, the meat and vegetables are delicious, but the real fragrance spreads for ten miles, making the passers-by outside unable to move. There is also a need to talk about the juice made by Gu Xiang himself.
Mainly, mix some sugar with pepper oil, and cook it carefully with various spices, pour a handful of fried sesame seeds.
When the sauce is well mixed, it is fragrant and has a brighter color. Not to mention eating it, it will make everyone greedy.
Before Gu Xiang's sesame sauce was mixed, Zhao Susu, who was led by the other end, had already eaten a lot of bamboo sticks with a few girls. They all ate their mouths and were so shiny that they stuck out their tongues.
"From chicken to pork, the skin is crispy and tender, the numbness is just right, and the spicy taste is very fragrant!"
When others smelled the fragrance, they just drooled silently and were embarrassed to come to the door. Yun Zizhan, the old man, was thick-skinned and sent his son to Gu Xiang to knock on the door early in the morning. Gu Xiang had no choice but to give him a few bowls and let him carry them away.
I didn't say that I had to come here to run errands early in the morning, but I didn't even have the same bite as him when I bought it.
Considering the old man's health, Gu Xiang gave small, milky white jars of earthenware, in the shape of plum blossoms, with a row of more than a dozen sticks in it, which looked quite large. In fact, each bunch of only three or five pieces of meat and vegetables, and the amount was not large.
Yun Zizhan only used one bite to eat a bunch, but this was not enough for him to eat it himself. Not to mention his son, grandchildren refused to share it. While eating, they also muttered: "I hope that the people in the capital will break their noses quickly and don't smell it."
As a son, Yun Hai stood up silently to close the door.
A few students from academies have arrived today, but I can’t let them hear his father’s words.
When Yun Zizhan prayed, it was probably because the gods and Bodhisattvas were eating, and no one listened to him, an old man, who was talking nonsense.
On this day, it was dawn.
Gu Xiang got up early and took the help chefs to set up the stall before putting the chicken on the rack. First, the neighbors on both sides opened the corner doors and took action by themselves, or sent the servants at home to come out to buy them. After a while, a long queue was lined up on the way.
As soon as Li Sheng came out of the palace and got on the horse, he smelled a scent of spicy food. This spicy food was very familiar: "Is it also available in the capital?"
While thinking, Li Sheng turned around the smell and looked up, he saw two young men in green official uniforms sitting in the alley outside the palace talking.
On the stone steps between the two were two beautiful lotus leaf-shaped jars, and they were meat strung together by bamboo sticks.
Li Sheng is very familiar with the dipping sauce in the small plate next to him. A while ago, he used a whole plate every day in Guzhuang. If he had a bite, he felt that the food tasted the wrong way.
"Gudu."
He couldn't help swallowing. He was on night in the palace yesterday and didn't sleep all night. At this time, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. There was no way. On duty in the palace, he couldn't say that he would be a saint at any time. If there was a smell in his mouth or suddenly he wanted to give him a respect, it would be a problem. Generally, they could not eat anything when they were on duty.
That is, the emperor is kind-hearted and sometimes he will specially ask the imperial kitchen to cook and reward him.
But the emperor has been in a particularly bad mood recently. The Hanlin scholars on duty in the palace have not received any reward from His Majesty for some time.
Li Sheng walked two steps closer, staring at the jars on hand of the two young men. The soup inside was very bright, and a layer of red oil was slightly oozed from the skewers in their hands. Just looking at them, it seemed as if they felt the spicy and fresh smell.
There were two meat fired in the editor's basket at their hands. Li Sheng watched one of them pick up the fire and put it in his mouth and bit it gently, and then took a big bite, revealing the soft inner capsule and elastic meat piece. For a moment, saliva at the corner of his mouth dripped onto his clothes.
Perhaps Li Sheng was too fascinated by the sight. The two officials felt the side faces were hot. They looked up and quickly got up to greet them. Without even hesitation, they hurriedly took out the meat skewers that they had not eaten yet and laughed: "Wait Guard Li just came out of the palace? Thank you for your hard work. Why don't you buy a few cans of Bobo meat and this sesame cake? It's not a good thing. If Guard Li doesn't dislike it, why don't you try it?"
Isn’t this a good thing? How many good things have you eaten?
Li Sheng hummed in his heart, but his face was warm, but he was not polite at all. He gave two pieces of silver as a reward and took away all the other person's meat and sesame cakes.
Two: "..."
Seeing Li Sheng's back as he looked at each other, they were crying without tears.
This guard Li is really not particular. When they meet someone, they just say a few polite words. Unexpectedly, this one not only wants to eat, but also pack it up and take it away from his grandmother.
Although the rewards were quite a lot, the two of them savored the feeling in their mouths, but now they have money, and they are afraid they won’t have time to buy them again.
As it was dawn, they were about to go to work.
"Speaking of this, the Duke of the State has gone, and the Guard Li seems to be more important. I heard that when he was on duty these two days, His Majesty repeatedly called him to Funing Palace to speak."
"Shh, what do you say about those big guys?"
Gu Xiang didn't know that Li Changsui had returned to the capital, and was greedy for her family's food, so he actually went to grab the food from his colleagues.
But she was in a good mood today. As soon as she opened, her business was very good.
More than 580 meat roasts were sold, more than 290 meat bowls were sold, and more than 319 yam glutinous rice dumplings were sold.
After a while, there were still many repeat customers. At first, she was worried about wasting and did not do much, and most of the food was emptied before the evening.
In the evening, Gu Xiang took Qiuli and the others to make a bill, and Qiuli smiled so hard that she was about to grin behind her ears.
"Although our business cannot be compared with the time-honored brands in Beijing, we have to be better than the surrounding foot shops, right?"
Cherry glanced at his sister, and his face was plain: "This is not a matter of course? How can the snacks made by our third wife be inferior to others?"
Chapter completed!
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