Qiuli was dissatisfied with the matter of credit.
But everyone was short of time and limited energy, so Gu Xiang didn't think much about it.
The little lady spoke, and there was no way for a group of little maids to do it. For the time being, she could only do it like this, and then she would do things while improving it.
While speaking, the broth and meat dumplings were pushed out of the kitchen, and were moved up by the strong kitchen helper, and gently placed on the long table at the door.
On the left are more than a dozen pots of hot seafood dumpling soup, and on the right, the fried meat balls are filled with basins, and each one is fried to a brownish brown. It is said to be meat balls, but in fact, it is mainly mixed noodles and dishes. However, the broth cooked by Gu Xiang adds a lot of ingredients and the flavor of the preparation is quite strong, so there is not much meat and the meat flavor is not small.
If it were modern times, it would be so perfunctory to diners...it didn't seem to be a big deal. Many of the things sold in fly restaurants were so economical, but diners knew it, and they would definitely complain after eating it - a mouthful of seasoning!
Some people may say that they have to give a one-star negative review on various reviews.
But at this time, when the basin of "meat dumplings" are now released, the people outside the door with their own thoughts are restless and can't help but murmur.
"Do you really want to eat on us for credit?"
"It smells so good, yes, yes, meat."
Everyone looked at each other, not only flattered, but were simply panicked.
Today I will come to the county government office to see the situation. It is the family that really can't survive the family. If they continue to suffer, they may starve to death. If they are not like this, they still have concerns in their hearts. I am afraid that they are really timid and dare not come to credit for food.
The residents who are currently here, let alone meat in recent days, have a bowl of vegetable porridge, so they should eat it first, so others can only drink some soup.
Now the relief rations given by the yamen are actually full of meat. How can I last for a long time? I wonder if I will have another meal after eating this meal.
No matter how many concerns or complex the mood is, it cannot stop the villagers from rushing towards us.
The golden meat was full of flesh, and just looking at it, everyone was so hungry that they drooled. The first resident was a man in his forties, with long legs and strong bodies. He quickly walked up to the front and credited a bowl as the officials shouted loudly.
Six meat was filled with black pottery bowls, steaming hot. He thought to go home and hide it and eat it slowly, but now he was roaring in his stomach and couldn't bear it at all. He grabbed it and bit it in his mouth.
"Um."
The golden, embellished with some emerald pastry, a little bit of broth melted on the tip of the tongue. The dough outside was fried thoroughly, very oily, crispy and fragrant, slightly hard, but it was just right, so it would not be without chewing. Eating it too fast and smoothly, it would not be easy to fill the stomach.
After eating a ball of meat in one breath, some indescribable satisfaction suddenly came from the depths of my heart. My whole body was hot, and I immediately had strength on my body, legs and feet.
He ate so sweetly that the people in the queue were swallowing their saliva one by one, and their minds were settled in an instant.
Today, people have been advising them not to come to the yamen. Even if they have to come, they have to protect their faces. What registration is required by the yamen? Just say a few words, you must not leave a real information address. They were also confused before they came.
Although the bandits retreated temporarily, who knows if they will shoot them again?
It is rumored outside that the group that has been making trouble this time is not ordinary people, and their origin is not simple. Their enemy is Princess Yongkang!
If you can treat the princess as your enemy, what is the origin of them?
They don’t know if the bandits will continue to attack the city, they are not sure whether the county town can be defended, and they are not sure whether they will be targeted by the bandits after eating a few meals of relief food, and they fall to the point where their families are destroyed. They only know that if they don’t receive this relief food, they will be destroyed now.
Now, how can you care about the future? You can only pass by before talking.
Gu Xiang yawned a little. Seeing that all the villagers who came to queue up, regardless of men, women, and young, even the old lady who was seventy or eighty years old and had few teeth left, she also exchanged the points owed on credit for meat balls. The good seafood dumpling soup was ignored, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said intimately.
A bowl of dumpling soup costs seven points, and a meat ball only costs one point.
The first time everyone can get ten points on credit, how could everyone put enough oil and water, and don’t want real meat balls? Instead, what kind of dumpling soup is eaten?
Gu Xiang thought that it was not appropriate to overeat after being hungry for a long time. A middle-aged man ate a bowl of dumpling soup for a meal, plus three meat balls. Eating more may hurt his stomach and intestines. As soon as his head heated, he decided on such points. But the common people are not puppets, so how could they act according to her ideas?
She knew that she had added two spoonfuls of ginseng chicken soup to her dumpling soup, which was very nourishing and others didn't know.
"cough."
Gu Xiang's thoughts flashed, and a scarlet color rose on his face. Just as he was about to say something to win over the emperor, he saw Qiu Li with her beautiful big eyes and reached out to gently grab the corner of Gu Xiang's clothes: "Little lady..."
"Hmm? What?"
"Let's go back and we hurry up to worship the Lord of Land and the Lord of Land? Ah... and the Lord of Rivers!"
Gu Xiang was stunned: "Would you like to rain? There is a lot of rain this year."
But that's OK.
The customs in the village are like this: Land Lord, Land Lord, River God, etc., whether in the good or bad years, they will worship them. They will pay for the gods in the good years. They will worship more in the bad years and ask God for blessings.
It doesn’t matter whether Gu Xiang believes it or not, but the villagers will be able to believe it.
Qiu Li's eyes flashed, but she refused to lie in front of the little lady and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid we will suffer too much. I prayed to God and worship Buddha for a long time this morning, and I hope that there will be too many people who come to credit today. Now it seems that there are not many. Look, the food we have reserved is enough, and they still have the heart to pick and choose. How easy is it?"
"I forgot which god I worshiped at that time, it should be either the land or the river god. I remember we passed by a land temple and a mountain temple."
Gu Xiang: "..."
Only then did she realize.
I made my own soup, but no one at home opposed it, and no one pointed out that there were some problems with the "pricing" of the soup. It was not because everyone didn't see it, but because I didn't expect that there were not many people who owed credit points on the first day.
In Qiuli and the others' minds, this is all available. The crowds in line must have become mountains and seas. Later, there is not enough food. Qiuli and the others all feel that the villagers who are competing for food will buy all their food and nothing is left.
So whether this dumpling soup is priced accurately or not, will some people think it is not cost-effective?
Chapter completed!