Space water has a healing effect, and I hope these fish can still be fed.

When Fushou ran back with the bucket, he found that there were only five dead fish left on the ground.

Before he could ask, Rong Yunhe automatically explained: "There are too many fish, you can't finish eating, and it's easy to stink." So I threw the ones back into the lake that were still alive. These also have to be dried to stay. ”

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The next morning, before dawn, Fu Lu was afraid that the shopkeeper Zhao would be in a hurry again, so he cooked early to eat, so he went to the restaurant with vegetables and fish meal.

The restaurant opened the door, and the two newcomers were cleaning, and when they saw him come in, they called him "Brother Lu" very respectfully.

"Alu, are you here?" Shopkeeper Zhao heard the sound and hurriedly ran out of the kitchen. Seeing the vegetables in his bamboo basket and the small porcelain bottle, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to take the basket and said, "Lao Sun is waiting for it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of carriages and horses sounded outside the gate, and after a while, the child's family came in. This time, not only the whole family came, but there were also four or five unfamiliar faces.

Shopkeeper Zhao was overjoyed, put the vegetable basket in Fulu's hand, and said, "Hurry up and take it to Lao Sun." He personally stepped forward to greet the guests.

Fu Lu nodded and took the bamboo basket into the kitchen.

When he entered the hall again, he saw that there were four or five more people in the hall.

Because the shopkeeper Zhao accepted his suggestion, when a guest came, he arranged for them to sit in the hall downstairs, which made it seem popular and could attract people from outside. Therefore, as soon as these people came, the hall downstairs suddenly became lively.

These people are all here to eat porridge. Agen hurriedly ran back to the back kitchen to tell Lao Sun. Fu Lu was busy serving them tea, but three people came in outside the door, and everyone glanced at it. The noisy hall suddenly fell silent, except for the child's crisp voice.

Who is so shocked?

Fu Lu turned his head suspiciously, but saw a young man in a royal blue brocade robe, this person had a nose like a hanging beam, skin like congealed cream, thin lips tightly pursed, and a pair of starry eyes as deep and bright as black crystals. He is as handsome as a demon.

He seemed accustomed to the shock he bringed, glanced at the silent hall and headed upstairs. And he was followed by a young man dressed as a scholar. Turning his head to the shopkeeper Zhao, he ordered, "Three bowls of fairy porridge." "--Fairy porridge is the name given to the porridge by Zhao's shopkeeper.

"Did you hear that, three bowls of fairy porridge." Seeing that Shopkeeper Zhao ignored him, the clerk frowned and raised his voice.

"Huh?" Shopkeeper Zhao just woke up from his sluggishness. Hurriedly bowed down and smiled: "Yes, yes, yes." Three bowls of fairy porridge, right away, right away. ”

Fu Lu looked funny.

The young master and young lady of his family are more demonic than this person, so when they see this person, they don't feel how shocked. It's nothing more than a body of skin, and the proportion of facial features is a little better, which is really nothing remarkable. Do you need to make such a fuss?

Seeing the shopkeeper Zhao running to the kitchen, his chubby body was more flexible than ever. Fowl shook his head.

As soon as he poured tea for the people downstairs, Shopkeeper Zhao came back with three bowls of porridge. I went upstairs with excitement on my face.

Fu Lu was stunned: The people downstairs came first, this porridge should be given to the child first, okay? What if that demon is good-looking? Shopkeeper Zhao is so old, why is his lust heart still so heavy?

In fact, he wronged Zhao's shopkeeper.

Of course, part of the reason for Zhao's shopkeeper is that the man is good-looking, and the immortal-like character always has more preferential treatment from others.

And the more important reason is that the boy is well-dressed, the robe on his body, the fabric embroiderer is not something that ordinary people can afford to wear, this person, who is either rich or noble, can succumb to this restaurant, that is the honor of the restaurant.

If you serve him well and let him eat satisfactorily, it will be difficult for this restaurant to have a good reputation. And this kind of person will give a reward when he is satisfied with the meal, and the reward is more than the porridge money paid by the people downstairs. Tell me, can Shopkeeper Zhao not be excited?

Fortunately, Ah Gen and Xiao Wu followed closely and came in with porridge, which did not cause the anger of the people downstairs. Fu Lu helped distribute the porridge to everyone one by one, and he was busy for a while before he took a breath.

"Alu." Shopkeeper Zhao came down from upstairs, and the first thing he did was to drag Fu Lu to the backyard and asked in a low voice: "This porridge can be sold out in a while, but twenty yuan can't make a few dollars." Otherwise, let's raise the price of porridge, do you think it's okay? ”

"This is your shop, you can do whatever you want, you don't have to ask me." As soon as Fu Lu heard his words, he sighed in his heart.

He had already told him the truth, if he coveted the small profit in front of him, he couldn't help it. Looking at Shopkeeper Zhao like this, he is not doing big things, and the cooperation between the two sides is estimated to not last. It seems that the fishmeal that Miss made should find someone else to cooperate with as soon as possible. I don't have the energy to take care of the restaurant's affairs.

Sure enough, as soon as Fu Lu sighed, Shopkeeper Zhao said, "That...... Ah Lu, since you can't grow other vegetables, can you have more varieties of this white siad? It's not enough to sell. ”

Fu Lu looked at the sky, exhaled heavily, and then said patiently: "Shopkeeper Zhao, this vegetable is very difficult to grow, the production is very small, and the cost is very high, otherwise it would not be available now, and the quantity is still so small." I can't meet your request. ”

"Do you think this will work? If I contribute some money, I will be a joint stock, you grow vegetables, and I will underwrite it; If you don't have enough manpower, I'll help you find some people to call you, and I'll pay for all the wages. What do you think? ”

Fu Lu finally knew that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Just now, I said that the shopkeeper Zhao has a low vision and is greedy for small profits. Now I understand that people are wise and foolish, and the big set is behind.

If he is really a young man who has never seen much of the world, he has to be trapped.

If he really relies on technology to grow vegetables, as soon as the tentacles of Zhao's shopkeeper stretch over, his skills will not only be in danger of being stolen, but in the future, there will be many kinds of vegetables, and the price will be sold high and low, but it is not up to him to decide. Before the shopkeeper Zhao learned the vegetable planting technique, he was a senior technician of the Zhao family.

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Because of the large number of people eating. There are more than a dozen winter melons in one plan.

Girls from poor families are good at housework. The three girls moved quickly, and soon each had one planed. Chef Li cooks. Chef Zhao picked up their planed melons and washed them with water, then put them on the cutting board and cut them in half, dug them out, and then cut them up with "do-do".

The knife was like electricity, so fast that I couldn't see how the knife moved, but I only saw where the knife passed, and two centimeters of square winter melon shreds came out of the end of the knife. Each one is the same size, and the standard must be the same as that made by the machine.

This chef seems to be from a professional background!

Green bamboo's eyes lit up when he saw it.

to this ancient time. Her biggest regret is that she didn't learn to cook in her previous life.

Although she cooks very carefully, she is not professional after all, and she lacks confidence, so she always feels that if she is more professional. The taste will definitely be better.

She couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhao, Brother Li." You made all the dishes we've been eating these days, right? It tastes so good! And Brother Zhao's winter melon cut is too level. Where did you learn this cooking? ”

Being praised and worshipped, the two cooks were naturally happy. Zhao Hu smiled: "You can just like the dishes we cook." As for this cooking, I learned it in this villa. ”

"Really?" The winter melon in Luzhu's hand almost rolled to Liu'er's feet. She didn't care about picking it up, and hurriedly asked, "Can we learn?" ”

Zhao Hu stopped the knife in his hand, glanced at Lu Zhu, and shook his head: "After you finish learning literacy and rules, you can learn all kinds of skills." But. Cooking classes have never been for girls. ”

When Luzhu heard the first half, he was overjoyed; Wait for the last sentence to be heard. But his heart was cold again, and he quickly asked, "Why?" ”

Zhao Hu lowered his head and continued to cut melons: "I don't know." Anyway, there were fifteen of us studying cooking, and none of us were women. ”

"What did that girl always learn?"

Zhao Hu shook his head again: "I don't know." ”

Luzhu wanted to be here, except for the first day when Fu Heng summoned her to see the boys, she didn't have a chance to meet the boys the rest of the time, so she knew that what Zhao Hu said was true.

Because there is no contact, just as they don't know what the boys are learning now, they don't know what the girls are learning.

After thinking about it, she asked again: "Then after you have learned literacy and rules, did the stewards appoint you to learn cooking, or did you sign up voluntarily?" ”

"I volunteered. He ......" Zhao Hu pointed at Li Weizhu, "he was asked by the stewards to go." ”

"Brother Li, why didn't you want to learn cooking at that time?" Luzhu turned to Li Weizhu, who was busy cooking, and asked.

"This kind of thing is done by girls. My manly husband, doing this, holding my breath! Levi didn't raise his head, and said with a humming voice.

"Li Weizhu, what are you talking nonsense?" A stern voice came from outside the door. Lu Zhu looked up, but it was Zheng who was in charge of the kitchen.

He stared at Li Weizhu with wide eyes, his face full of hatred. Seeing Lu Zhu looking at him in the afterglow, he swept over with a cold light: "Is the winter melon planed?" Hurry up and get to work! ”

Lu Zhu hurriedly lowered his head, picked up the half-shaved winter melon from Liu Er's feet, and continued to work.

Steward Zheng walked in with a straight face, handed a dustpan in his hand to Li Weizhu, and said in a soothing voice: "Na, this is a new thing that Gongzi bought from outside!" You do your research and see how to make it delicious. ”

The voice that Steward Zheng yelled just now made the air pressure in the kitchen extremely low, and Liu Er and the others didn't dare to come out.

No matter how bold and curious Lu Zhurao was, he didn't dare to commit a crime against the wind, so he stood up and stretched out his head to see what "new things" were in the dustpan.

"What is this?" Zhao Hu seemed to be not afraid of steward Zheng with a straight face, stopped the knife in his hand, ran over to look at the things in the dustpan, and twisted one of his fingers and raised it to the light to look at it carefully.

Lu Zhu quickly raised his head and looked at it. She had good eyes, Rao was far away, and she could see the little "thing" in Zhao Hu's hand.

It turned out to be peanuts. Is this also worth the fuss? Thinking of what Steward Zheng said, Lu Zhu glanced at him a little strangely.

"Childe said, this is called peanuts, and it came from overseas." Steward Zheng stretched out his hand to peel off a peanut, and let Zhao Hu and Li Weizhu taste a peanut. Although his face was still stiff, his eyes slowly became gentle.

Midoritake frowned. What kind of era is this? She remembers that peanuts are native to some parts of China, but peanuts grown in large quantities were introduced from South America in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Could it be that the era she is staying in now is really the Qing Dynasty?

Steward Zheng said again: "I heard that this thing can be eaten raw." As for how to cook it better, I don't know. You two try it. After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door, "I'm going to cook for Childe." Let's put this thing away and try it when everyone's meal is ready. ”

Catching a glimpse of the stunned green bamboo, his face suddenly became ugly, and he stopped and stared at her, until the green bamboo came back to his senses and quickly scavenged the winter melon in his hand, and then he raised his feet and went out.

"Whew", Luzhu exhaled. This Zheng is in charge, and he doesn't know what setbacks he has suffered, and his temper is so weird.

"Let it go. Since this thing was imported from overseas, the gold is very expensive. Let's try a few at a time. Zhao Hu told Li Weizhu a word, turned around, picked up the knife and cut the winter melon again.

Li Weizhu was stunned for a moment with the dustpan, and then walked to the cabinet in the corner of the kitchen, opened the upper drawer, poured the peanuts into it, and pushed it up and closed it.

Then start brushing the pot and cooking. It seems that he is the best cook of the two. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in charge.

Heat the pan and add oil; Pour a bamboo basket of winter melon cut by Zhao Hu into it, stir-fry a few times, add salt and vinegar; Stir-fry on high heat, remove from the pot and put it in a pot. Li Weizhu's movements were like flowing water, all in one go. The kitchen was filled with the sweet and sour aroma of winter melon.

After he fried some water spinach and fried a pot of eggs, a mother-in-law came in outside the door and said with a smile: "Is dinner ready?" ”

"Okay, Mrs. Wang, you can take it." Zhao Hu had already stopped the knife in his hand and helped Li Weizhu pack the food. Seeing Wang Po come in, the two of them took out the wooden barrel containing the food one by one.

After Wang Po pushed the cart away, Zhao Hu saw that there was no one at the door, and took out a plate of winter melons from under the desk as if by magic, and smiled at Luzhu: "Come, try your Brother Li's craftsmanship." ”

Li Weizhu glared at him disapprovingly: "Are you crazy? If Steward Zheng knew about this, he would have to scold you to death. ”

"Isn't it just a few bites? When we were learning to cook, we were not so greedy. They are all children of poor families, and no one has eaten anything delicious. Zhao Hu didn't care about the authenticity.

When Li Weizhu was stir-frying just now, he saw these girls quietly swallowing their saliva. (To be continued.) )