Yun Lu's eyes lit up, and after listening to Heng Zhi's words, she nodded again and again and added in agreement.

"Back to the master, what you said is not wrong, it is like seeing those maids eating spicy fried rice cakes, and some of the maids are generally sweating profusely, but they are very happy, and they don't feel any stinging, but praise again and again.

And some maids looked painful when they first ate it, and then when they ate it with sour plum soup, they slowly felt the deliciousness, and they ate several bites before they could give up.

And there was another little girl who cried when she ate it, her face was full of tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was reminded by others to drink the sour plum soup and slowly eased up.

This special little maid said, if the spicy taste is not so strong, it would be good, after all, he thinks that this rice cake itself is a very delicious snack, with this chili, it is very delicious, if it is not so spicy, many people will accept him. ”

After Heng Zhi heard this, she nodded slightly, it seems that this is a different degree of spicy!

Everyone's taste is different, some people like to eat sweet, some people like to eat salty, some people like to eat spicy, and some people like to eat sour.

While eating spicy fried rice cakes, some people can accept more salty and spicy, and the more they eat, the less they eat, while some people can accept the combination of spicy and sour plum soup, while some people can't accept spicy, but they think that this fried rice cake is very delicious.

So this can be divided into different levels of spicy according to everyone's taste.

Big spicy, small spicy, slightly spicy, salty and spicy.

If you add the kind of perverted spicy in later generations, it is extremely spicy, and the devil is spicy!

If it's too straightforward, it will be complained about by many people and unacceptable.

Therefore, Heng Zhi is still temporary, dividing the degree of spicy into four types, which is simple and clear, so that the people will know what it means after hearing it.

The name is spicy fried rice cake.

Four different levels of spiciness.

Big spicy, for those who have a heavy taste and like to eat spicy.

Little spicy, for the kind of people who like to eat spicy, but can't eat particularly spicy.

Slightly spicy, for the kind of person who can eat spicy a little bit, and likes to eat spicy.

Salty and spicy, it is for the kind of people who like to eat fried rice cakes with a little spicy.

Anyway, they are all different chili peppers, not other seasonings, in order to fully satisfy the taste of the guests, if you set it up in this way, it will definitely attract different customer flows.

Such a careful and considerate service attitude will definitely impress a large number of loyal foodies.

If you develop any hot and sour noodles, spicy and hot, rice noodles or something that can also be taken out according to this different degree of taste, then there will definitely be a large number of new people with different hobbies, different tastes, and foodies.

The more Heng Zhi thought about it, the brighter her eyes became, and she couldn't wait to go out of the house to tell the woman that he could develop different degrees of spiciness.

But the sky outside told me that as a woman from a good family, she couldn't go out casually at night.

Heng Zhi was a little regretful, looked at the sky outside, took a sip of tea gently, and then instructed the maid behind her to prepare the book treasures in the study.

"Palm lamp, by the way, prepare the four treasures of the study, I want to write something. ”

Yunlu originally expected the master to praise him a few words, but the master quickly ordered him to do other work, and he was a little unhappy, but he still did it honestly.

"Yes, madam, please wait a moment, I will help you hold the lamp now, and Peony will go to the study to bring the four treasures of the study......"

Although Peony was a little unhappy, she still bent down and helped her body out of the door.

"Yunlu, why are you pouting? Are you not happy? Didn't you eat enough of that spicy fried rice cake just now? I have some here, if you don't eat enough, you can take it and eat it again."

However, I still don't know what your taste is?

Do you prefer something spicy, or do you prefer something a little less spicy?"

Yunlu listened to Heng Zhi's words and happily wanted to go around in circles.

The master took the initiative to ask me, the master is concerned about what I eat, and the master is asking me what my hobbies are?

"Back to the master, I prefer to eat this spicy fried rice cake with sour plum soup, I feel that it is very refreshing to eat like this, and it can also be accompanied by other flower teas, or fruit teas or something. ”

If the master wants to open such a shop, it is best to pair it with flower tea, which is a kind of pretending weapon that noble ladies like!

In this way, it can be sought after by more people, and it should be better if you promote the business to the outside world, right?

Originally, Yun Lu didn't understand these fashionable words at all, but she often listened to Heng Zhi say it frequently recently, so she secretly remembered it in her heart.

"It turns out that our little cutie likes to eat this kind of spicy fried rice cakes, if it is paired with fat house happy water, does it feel better?"

Heng Zhisu took the cleaned handkerchief with his hand, then carefully wiped his hands, and began to burn incense, waiting for the four treasures of the study to come.

Listening to the girl's words, she lowered her head and teased.

"Master, the slave maid has something to ask, I don't know what the happy water of the fat house is, is it the new sweet water?"

Perhaps Heng Zhi's attitude has been too peaceful recently, so that Yun Lu, who has always been cautious, couldn't help but open her mouth and asked curiously.

"Hahaha...... It is a carbonated drink that is different from sweet water, and when you drink it, it has a slight breath, which slowly draws into the throat and stomach, which will make people feel very comfortable and happy like a fairy!"

Heng Zhi tried her best to chew the words. I want to drink this cola into my stomach, and describe it to the maid.

"Oh, is the master talking about the queen mother's Qiong Yao wine, so when you drink it, you will have a feeling of soaring clouds and mist and being happy like a fairy?"

Holding the peony that was late in the study, he put the four treasures on the table with a surprised face, and then said slowly.

"Hahaha, this kind of fat house happy water is much better than the queen mother's kind of qiong syrup jade liquid at the Qiong Yao feast, with a slight bubble, which will make people feel slightly comfortable.

It's just a pity that there is no such water of happiness in the world......"

After being amused by these words, Heng Zhi gently retorted back, and then a feeling of loss rippled in her heart.

In this era, even in a few hundred years, there will be no fat house happy water.

I don't know how long I will stay in this ancient world, how long I can live, do I have to live and die after completing the task?

Alas, perhaps the next mission would be to the modern plane he was familiar with.

Heng Zhi stretched out her hand with some regret and slowly touched the white rice paper.

However, Heng Zhi has no expectations for these things that did not happen, just to see how to talk to the system at night.