These two incidents of stealing test questions have made people panic. This is also done to appease the minds of these scholars.
Jiang Yuan found the chef and wanted to borrow a pot from their kitchen.
A large restaurant of this size has a small kitchen specifically for guests' use, which is very convenient for cooking and brewing medicine.
Jiang Yuan fried mushrooms and rapeseed, fried spring bamboo shoots, tomatoes and eggs, and fried beans, drained the oil, and it was very crispy and refreshing.
She cooked Guiqi hen soup again, and after thinking about it, she cooked more fish fillet porridge.
After such a meal, it is enough for Ming Shu and three people.
She was busy here, and several people gathered at the door over there.
They all stretched their heads to look here.
"Girl, what are you doing? It smells so good."
This aroma covers up the smell of cooking in their big kitchen.
"Do whatever you want."
These people at the door are all cooks in the big kitchen, and they don't believe that Jiang Yuan cooked it casually.
I don’t know what to make that tastes so delicious.
"Girl, can we go and take a look?"
"Let's see."
Jiang Yuan is almost done, leaving only porridge and a hen soup.
The vegetables were fried well and placed on the chopping board next to them.
The cooks looked at it and found that they were all ordinary vegetables that were in season at this time. None of them were new to them, and they were all commonly eaten.
But this smell is just different.
"What's cooked in here?"
"Porridge, fish fillet porridge."
"Fish fillet porridge? Is it porridge made from fish?"
"Yes, fish fillet porridge, fish fillet porridge, must contain fish."
"What's here again?"
"Guiqi Hen Soup."
"Guiqi hen soup?"
As he was talking, the porridge and soup were almost ready.
She picked up the entire casserole jar and waited until it was slightly cold before carrying it over.
Chicken soup was also poured out, and a big bowl was filled.
When she looked up, she saw several heads gathered above, staring directly at the soup and porridge.
"What are you doing? There are guests rushing you. What are you doing around here?"
When the shopkeeper entered the back kitchen, he saw that half of the cooks in the big kitchen had fled, and everyone came to the small kitchen.
Several people heard the sound and quickly got out of the way.
"It smells so good. What did you cook?"
Jiang Yuan was putting the packed food into the tray
"Can someone help me? Help me carry this up?"
"Okay, just give the order."
The shopkeeper is really good at business.
The shopkeeper wanted to say something else, but suddenly the eyes of the person in front of him lit up: "Miss Jiang!"
Jiang Yuan raised his head, was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Shopkeeper Liu, is it you? Are you here? Have you been promoted?"
Shopkeeper Liu reacted for a long time. When a name appeared in his mind, he spoke with some uncertainty: "Miss Jiang?"
"What? We haven't seen each other for half a year, and you've even forgotten me, a regular customer?"
"Oh, Miss Jiang, it's really you, I didn't even recognize it! You...you have changed so much!"
Shopkeeper Liu looked at Jiang Yuan up and down, his eyes full of surprise and emotion.
Who would have thought that this beautiful woman in front of him was a fat woman with a pockmarked face and a pockmarked face that everyone shouted at six months ago?
Before coming to the state capital, Fu Jiu was selling pork for money. In those days, she heard so many nice things that her ears became calloused.
But shopkeeper Liu's reaction was very real, and Jiang Yuan felt a little happy.