Although Qiao Mu is a new tenant, she is obviously more familiar with Mingzhou City than her, a foreigner, and when she enters Yueyang Tower, she orders a few signature dishes.

Hao Cheng focused on tasting the taste of those dishes, while the arbor opposite paid attention to Hao Cheng's every move.

From the sitting posture to the dining habits, Hao Cheng is definitely not noble, but it is also elegant and pleasing to the eye, far higher than Qiao Mu's expectations.

She thought she was a poor sour talent with no rules, but now it seems that this talent is much better than she imagined.

The hotel where Hao Cheng worked in her previous life was a four-star hotel, and she paid great attention to the training of the upper and lower employees, and she learned table manners very well, but it was relatively Westernized. Even if you eat Chinese food, it is by no means as classical as the ancients.

Her table manners are naturally not compatible with the elegant and classical beauty of this world, but are in a class of their own, in the eyes of others, but they are also pleasing to the eye, at least they will not make people think that she has no rules.

Hao Cheng savored the taste of those dishes, and answered the words of his new neighbor one after another.

The dual-purpose skills she cultivated in her previous life are not bad, and her mind is full of recipes and ingredients for vegetables, but her face will never make Qiao Mu feel perfunctory.

Qiao Mu looked at this scholar and felt quite satisfied in his heart. What she asked earlier had already made Hao Cheng vigilant, although she wanted to dig out the eighteen generations of Hao Cheng's ancestors, but it couldn't be too abrupt.

I had to talk about some topics related to childhood anecdotes, trying to put some of Hao Cheng's words without revealing a trace. Originally, she only knew Hao Cheng's name and age, but after a meal, she also knew that the other party had already taken the Xiucai fame, and now she wants to do some business and take the test again.

Qiao Mu felt satisfied, there were many thirteen or fourteen-year-old talents in a metropolis like Mingzhou City, but there were very few seventeen or eighteen people. Hao Cheng's teacher is not good at being able to work his own, and he is a promising.

Although it is said that both parents died, it is easy to grasp this background, and if the family background is not good, she can fight for it.

Their family doesn't want Qiao Yu to marry into a big family, they just want him to live happily, if he and Hao Cheng become successful, at least there will be no evil father-in-law to tribulate her brother.

As for the matter of filial piety, Hao Cheng is only a year of filial piety, her younger brother is only sixteen years old, and it is not impossible to stay at home for two years first, you can cultivate feelings first.

It doesn't matter if Hao Cheng doesn't want to do it now, it's mainly because her brother can see it. This person is just a poor scholar, her younger brother is beautiful and noble, and he can also be literate and martial, Hao Cheng has no reason not to agree.

Hao Cheng was a little hairy by the eyes of the new neighbor, she noticed that the other party intended to be a matchmaker, and deliberately omitted that she was in the filial piety period and had no intention of marrying a woman and a man, and the other party's eyes became even more weird.

After finishing the meal and helping the neighbor tidy up, she found an excuse to leave, ignoring the other party's enthusiastic retention.

The next day, the blacksmith shop brought the stove and spatula that Hao Cheng wanted. She also sent a batch of oil-paper bags that she had specially ordered.

The price of rice paper for writing is surprisingly expensive, but the paste lanterns and the oiled paper for food are very cheap, otherwise Hao Cheng would not have the idea of grabbing cakes.

Qiao Mu was an early riser, and when he saw such a strange-looking thing, he leaned over and said curiously, "Sister Cheng, you let people beat me?" What kind of weird thing is this? ”

"It's not a rarity, it's just a stove for making bread. If you haven't eaten breakfast yet, come to me and try my handiwork. ”

She didn't know the tastes of the people in Mingzhou City very well, and from yesterday's signature dishes, she only figured out that these people had relatively light tastes, and she didn't know if this finger cake could be popular.

Qiao Mu is obviously a food veteran, and a good real object. Hao Cheng paid the money, put the coal in the furnace, lit the fire, and took out the ingredients prepared earlier from the courtyard.

She poured a thin layer of oil on the hot iron plate, and when the oil was almost hot, she placed the kneaded dough in the center of the iron plate and flattened it with a spatula.

"Tenderloin or lean meat? Do you want to add eggs? "The pork in this place is very expensive, but the chicken and duck are still relatively cheap, so she bought a small batch of ingredients and planned to try the water first, and if it doesn't sell well, then change to another kind of food.

"Lean meat, I don't like chicken, I want eggs!" Qiao Mu subconsciously replied, stood aside, and watched Hao Cheng skillfully flip the dough: "Do you want to do this to sell, just to save enough money to go to Beijing to catch the exam?" Why bother so hard to set up a stall, I can introduce you to let the nobles be a guest. ”

Those dignitaries don't mind raising some poor but talented diners, even if only one out of a hundred is famous, they can also be stained.

Hao Cheng shook his head: "Thank you Sister Qiao for your kindness, it's just that I prefer to rely on my own hands rather than others to give alms to others than to be a diner."

After all, if she can make money, she certainly doesn't want to live by taking people's financial support. Although the money is easy to come by, the pressure is not small, and it is inevitable to intrigue with others.

What's more, for her, selling cakes is just a short-term accumulation of popularity and funds, and her goal is much longer than this.

"As long as you don't set up a stall all the time." It is said that marrying a chicken is a chicken and a dog is a dog, if Hao Cheng just wants to be a pancake seller, wouldn't it make her younger brother suffer too.

As soon as he imagined the scene of his younger brother following Hao Cheng to set up a stall, Qiao Mu felt a chill.

Hao Cheng smiled slightly, and used a spatula to pick a thin slit in the dough, and the knocked egg penetrated along the crack. The already soft pancakes immediately have an extra layer of golden filling.

She moved with her left and right hands at the same time, flipping over the new pancakes with one hand, and scooping up the fried lean meat and lettuce with the other hand and placing them in the middle of the fried pancakes.

In just two minutes, the finger cake was freshly baked, and she wrapped it in a greased paper bag that she had prepared a long time ago, and handed the cake with an enticing aroma to Qiao Mu.

She evenly sprinkled different sauces on this cake in three parts, salad dressing, tomato sauce and sweet and spicy sauce, the black pepper flavor had no ingredients, and she couldn't make it in this environment, so she gave up the sauce.

Qiao Mu watched her movements and tasted the letter suspiciously, and the soft feeling of the pancakes wrapped outside immediately mobilized the taste buds on the tip of her tongue.

The heat of the omelette is also just right, the pancake is crispy and soft to eat, and the omelette is hidden inside, salty and light, and the taste is still very tender.

The lean meat in it was also more delicious than she expected, there was no dry feeling at all, and the fried lettuce was crispy and raw, and it was just right to relieve the dryness and oiliness of the pancakes. The sauce, in particular, is the finishing touch.

It's just a simple pancake, but it's so delicious that she can swallow her tongue.

Qiao Mu finished eating it in a few bites, and said unsatisfied: "Two more, all of them want that sweet and sour sauce."

She liked the sweet and sour one of the three sauces the most, and when a few cakes were served, she held her bulging belly and sighed contentedly: "How much do these cakes cost, I'll pay you."

Hao Cheng smiled and said: "I don't need Sister Qiao's money, I just bother you to write a sign for me, and Sister Qiao will not accept your money when she comes in the future."

When she was helping to clean up the house yesterday, she saw Qiao Mu's own calligraphy and paintings, and she already had this idea in her heart.

Here, Qiao Mu wrote a signboard for her according to the instructions of the cheap sister he recognized, and did publicity. On the other side, Jiang Mengzhen's convoy, after almost a month of traveling, finally arrived in Mingzhou City.