Chapter 69: It's That Taste
"If you don't want to say it, forget it, but I can still see it......" Mu Changxin picked up a piece of cake, looked at the seal traces on it, and smiled faintly, "Mao Xingzhai?" ā
Cui Yumin's face turned red, and he turned his head to the side, not daring to look into Mu Changxin's eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Maoxingzhai is the intangible cultural heritage of Z Province, originated from the Wanli period of the Emperor Ming Dynasty, was founded by the imperial physician Su Maoxing, and has a history of 400 years...... "Mu Changxin slowly paced in the room, like an endorsement to tell the historical origin of Maoxingzhai.
"The special feature of Maoxingzhai is that each dish will use a kind of chicken fat to cook the dishes, and the one-year rooster in the countryside is specially selected, which I am right!"
Cui Yumin lowered his head and didn't say a word.
"Unfortunately, after the death of the last generation of the old man Su Zhongshun a few years ago, Maoxingzhai has declined and has now gone out of business." Speaking of this, a trace of regret flashed in Mu Changxin's eyes, when she was a child, her father once took her to Maoxingzhai to buy pastries, but unfortunately, now she can't taste that taste anymore.
"You're right, but they're impersonating." Cui Yumin waited for Mu Changxin to finish speaking, and then he spoke, "Su Zhongshun is my third uncle and grandfather, and this potato cake was copied from my house." ā
Yo he, I didn't expect to hide from the rain and hide a piece of old secret history!
Wang Yuan became interested, moved a chair for Mu Changxin, sat down himself, and listened to the gossip with great interest.
"They were originally called Fuxingju, and later changed their name to Maoxingzhai." Cui Yumin said with red eyes, "During the Republic of China, our family's Maoxing Zhai was in full bloom, and the Su family was red-eyed, so they secretly sent people to infiltrate our family and stole all this family tradition, and then their family became more and more prosperous, and our family gradually declined for various reasons." ā
"I see." Wang Yuan smiled, now that Maoxingzhai has been defeated, maybe this is the way of heaven to return, and the things copied will have to be returned sooner or later.
"So if you pass on this potato cake craft to me, and I buy it well, will it be regarded as stealing your Cui family's skills?" Wang Yuan asked half ridiculously and half seriously, Cui Yumin waved his hand again and again, "My shop has collapsed, there is nothing to steal or steal, this small dish should be repaid for the life-saving grace of your husband and wife......
"We, we're not ...... yet" Mu Changxin's voice became smaller and smaller, he lowered his head, his eyes stared at the ground, and his face was so red that his neck was so ashamed.
Wang Yuan also blushed, it seems that Cui Yumin also misunderstood and regarded the two as two.
Wang Yuan waved his hand again and again, how dare he admit it?
But I secretly picked a thumbs up in my heart, Brother Cui is awesome, can speak, has vision, praise one!
Wait a minute, don't go, I'll give you a big red envelope!
In the end, Mu Changxin came up with an idea and asked Cui Yumin to write a patent assignment, stating that the practice of Su Ji potato cakes would be transferred to Yunxuan Pavilion for commercial operation for a fee, so that both parties would be happy.
Wang Yuan took out 10,000 yuan and stuffed it into Cui Yumin's hand.
"Too much, too much!" Cui Yumin looked at the thick pile of banknotes, panicked, waved his hands again and again, obediently, so much money, you have to set up a roadside stall to sell 10,000 cakes to earn it back!
"Take it, you are not familiar with life now, with this money in hand, don't panic!" Wang Yuan didn't talk nonsense with him, and stuffed it directly into his pocket, "You see that my place is not spacious, you take all your things, find a hotel and sleep first, come to me at any time if you need anything." ā
Mu Changxin also persuaded Cui Yumin to accept the money, otherwise we will not be able to get over it with our conscience.
Cui Yumin had no choice but to accept the money, pick up the umbrella, brave the sparse light rain outside, and left step by step.
"There are still many good people in the world!" Cui Yumin held an umbrella, touched the thick wad of banknotes in his pocket, and suddenly knelt on the ground full of muddy water, and kowtowed three times in a row in the direction of Yunxuan Pavilion.
The water splashed everywhere, and his forehead was sticky, but he didn't realize it.
"Two great kindnesses, I'm a toothless and unforgettable!" He wiped away his tears, stood up, and strode away.
Mu Changxin lay by the window, watching him kneel, watching him kowtow, watching him leave, with mixed feelings in his heart.
"Wang Yuan, I don't seem to be able to go back tonight." Mu Changxin looked at the clock, it was already half past ten in the evening, and the rain outside was heavy again, and there was no intention of stopping.
She blinked, sorry, came to grab your bed again.
"If you're tired, go upstairs first, and I'll send this little girl home first." Wang Yuan was very happy that she could stay, and naturally she wouldn't say a word.
"Let's go!" Wang Yuan glanced at Xiao Mingfeng, she hurriedly put down the potato cake in her hand and followed him out of the door.
On a rainy day, there were few taxis, and it took a long time to stop one, Wang Yuan paid for the car and told the driver to send the little girl to the door.
"Old, boss, you, aren't you, no, don't want to hire me?" Before Xiao Mingfeng got into the car, he stammered, his two little hands grabbed the car door nervously, and his fingers were a little white.
"Where?" Wang Yuan glared, "Come early tomorrow morning, there is still a lot of work waiting for you!" ā
"Okay!" She didn't stutter these two words.
Wang Yuan returned to the store, at that time Mu Changxin had already gone upstairs to sleep, he was lying on the simple bunk downstairs, recalling Cui Yumin's potato cake just now, turning over and over and couldn't sleep.
Something seems to be wrong.
According to Cui Yumin's meaning, it was the Su family who stole their potato cake craftsmanship, and then carried it forward in DF City, and their Cui family's potato cake declined, and finally had to close its door.
But since it is from a family, the same craftsmanship, why did the Su family become bigger, and even robbed the brand of Maoxingzhai, while the Cui family declined?
Wang Yuan couldn't figure it out.
If you don't understand, you have to think about it!
If you launch this hash brown cake as a new dish tomorrow morning, you will inevitably encounter a lot of problems, so it is necessary to solve this problem before the new dish is introduced.
He couldn't sleep, so he simply sat up and carefully recalled every detail just now, from the use of materials, the selection of materials, to the side dishes, cooking, and even the final pot, almost every link seemed to be so seamless and impeccable.
There must be a problem, a certainty, otherwise it would not have caused the same two stores, one to become bigger and the other to go out of business.
Wang Yuan fell asleep thinking about it, and he was thinking about the problem of potato cakes in his dreams.
He was stunned.
When Mu Changxin got up, there was already a clanging sound downstairs.
She grabbed a wooden comb, straightened her long hair, and staggered downstairs.
"Morning, Wang Yuan!" Mu Changxinqianqian's fingers clasped the red holster, tied his hair, and threw it behind his head, the whole movement was light and elegant, and it was natural, and Wang Yuan's heart rippled for a while.
"What's delicious?" Mu Changxin walked up to him, saw the kitchen counter piled up with various ingredients, and asked.
"Secret." Wang Yuan smiled,
Mu Changxin winked at him and turned around to leave, Wang Yuan hurriedly called out to her, "Changxin, you said last night that you had eaten Maoxingzhai's potato cakes before?" ā
"yes, that was when I was very young!" Mu Changxin gestured with his hand, "I was only so tall at that time......"
"Then do you remember, what does Maoxingzhai's potato cake taste like?"
"I want to think about it......" Mu Changxin squinted his eyes, trying to search for the taste in his memory, and finally shook his head in distress, "I'm sorry Wang Yuan, it's been too long, I can't seem to remember......"
Wang Yuan shook his head in disappointment.
"Oh, I seem to remember a little, I only remember the potato cake of Maoxingzhai, there is a very special taste......" Mu Changxin suddenly flashed a shadow of the past in his mind, yes, that's the taste, that's right!