The daughter followed her father and mother to walk the entire bazaar, and they didn't take the matter of saving the Mu family's daughter to heart, as if they had disappeared in a passing cloud.

The daughter held her father with one hand and her mother with the other, Hao Ming led the little dried fruit she had just bought behind them, and the heavy things had been sent back to Uncle Niu's oxcart by Father Qianjin and Hao Ming, and by the way, he also brought a few meat buns to Uncle Niu. The dried fruits in Hao Ming's hand were bought after the little gluttonous cat's mouth, and let Hao Ming carry them, and she ate a few from time to time.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the daughter father looked at the restaurant on the side of the road while walking, they would definitely not enter if they were too tall, just choose a clean and comfortable one!

After walking for a while, the golden father finally took a fancy to a tavern called "Cyclamen". This is the first time that the daughter has entered an ancient tavern since she came through, and I am still a little excited in my heart.

The cyclamen is a separate building, with only one floor, wooden from top to bottom, with a yellow wine flag flying high in front of the door, fluttering up and down with the light wind. The bright red windows and gates, with two bamboo boards hanging on both sides of the gate, are written with a couplet: "The building is small and big; There are many customers with the aroma of wine. ”

As soon as the daughters stepped into the store, Xiao Er greeted them warmly

"The guest officer goes inside, there are still empty tables in the shop!"

didn't use Xiao Er to lead the way, a few people walked close to a table inside, the reason was very simple, only the table inside was empty. The business of this cyclamen house is really good, and there is only this one left of the twenty or so tables. Moreover, looking at the dishes that have not yet been taken down on the table, the guest in front of him should have just left.

"How many people, what would you like to eat?" The shopkeeper cleaned up the table and asked enthusiastically.

With her father and mother here, the daughter will definitely not speak, and the daughter father looked at the dishes on the other tables around him, and asked in a deep voice:

"What kind of dishes do you have?" In this era, because there are not many literate people, there are no such things as recipes.

As soon as the daughter's father's voice fell, the shopkeeper said a large list of dish names like Broken Beans. The daughter who listened to it was amazed, if the second child of this shop was in modern times, he would become a cross talk master like Guo Degang!

In the end, Qianjin Dad chose two dishes, stewed tofu and white chopped chicken, one vegetarian and one meat, and each person ordered a bowl of hot "soup cakes" as the staple food.

The daughter and her mother sat together, and her father and Hao Ming sat on the other side. The stool of this era is still the Fang Tiao Deng that Qianjin saw when she was a child, and it is not only inconvenient to sit, but also very unlucky.

While waiting for the food to be served, the daughter began to look around and look at the layout of the small restaurant. Qianjin roughly estimated, there is about 50 square meters of size here, there is a large counter at the door, and there is a man about forty years old wearing green clothes standing behind, who is crackling and calculating, and Qianjin judges that this person should be the shopkeeper of this store. Behind the counter where the shopkeeper was standing was a large standing cabinet with many small bottles of shochu on it, two or three large wine jars beside the counter, and about twenty square tables and stools neatly placed in the hall, and two brooms in the corner near the inside.

The position where the daughter and the family sit is an extra set of tables and chairs, and the daughter and her mother are facing the aisle where Xiao Er passed when he was serving, and the daughter judged that the kitchen should be at the end of this corridor.

When the daughter was looking at the only decoration on the wall of the small shop, a word was secretly distracted, Xiao Er served the two dishes they ordered one after another.

"Guest, do you want a drink?"

"If you have something to do in the afternoon, the drinks will be free!" Qianjin's father waved his hand and said, Qianjinniang and Qianjin must not be able to drink, Hao Ming is not very old, it is better not to touch, as for himself, such a group of people need to be taken care of, or not drink!

"Wait a minute, the soup cake will be ready soon!" After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the back kitchen.

Qianjin, Hao Ming and Qianjinniang looked at the dishes on the table and did not move the chopsticks until the Qianjin father finished speaking, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dishes. A few people followed and began to eat.

The tofu in this era is still good, and a plate of bright parent tofu can easily arouse people's appetite. I was watching another dish, white chopped chicken, which was well done, but I didn't know what the chef thought, and the ingredient was a small plate of soy sauce.

In modern times, there are generally two kinds of ingredients for eating white chopped chicken, one is to mix garlic paste, oyster sauce, light soy sauce, rice vinegar, salt, and monosodium glutamate into a garlic flavor sauce, and the other is to mix it with sugar, ginger puree, red pepper puree, green onion puree, lemon juice, salt, and monosodium glutamate, and pour a little hot oil to mix it into a garlic and spicy flavor sauce. When I was in my previous life, I liked the first one, and when I made it at home, the seasoning was not complete, and the daughter would use soy sauce, rice vinegar and garlic paste to mix, which was the same spicy and delicious.

The dish of soy sauce in front of me really detracts from the taste of this white chopped chicken, and it only tastes salty in the mouth, and the fresh aroma of the chicken is covered by this soy sauce, and it doesn't feel so delicious and refreshing.

"Mother, let's buy some chickens in the spring and raise them!" After swallowing a piece of tofu in her mouth, Qianjin turned her head sideways and said to her mother.

Qianjin Niang put down her chopsticks, looked at Qianjin, and asked with a smile:

"Why did the daughter think of raising chickens again?"

"Looking at this white chopped chicken, I remembered, we raise our own chickens, the hens can keep to lay eggs, and the roosters are used to eat meat, and next year, we don't have to buy chickens packed up like this year's New Year!" The daughter swore with a longing look in her eyes.

"Li Yong, don't say it, it's really okay to pay attention to the daughter, in the past, we were afraid that there would be no one at home, and raising these would be stolen by others, but now the daughter is also big, you can raise some to try." Usually eggs are expensive, we are reluctant to eat much, it is different to raise it ourselves, you can also cook a meal for your daughter every day, it is the time to grow your body, eat more nutrients is always right! The daughter thought about it and said to the daughter father.

"Okay, you just watch and do it, go back and make a chicken rack while I'm free." ei, why is this noodle so slow, I'll ask! The daughter father put down the chopsticks and walked in the direction of the shopkeeper.

As soon as the golden father finished speaking, he heard the shopkeeper shout towards the back kitchen: "Plug, is the soup cake for the guests at the corner table ready?" The guests are rushing! ”

"It's good right away, it's already in the pot, you always ask the guests to wait a while!" Xiao Er's voice came from the back kitchen.

"Guest officer, you are waiting for a while, there are many people today, and I am a little too busy!" The shopkeeper politely said to the golden father.

People were so polite, and the daughter father couldn't say anything, so he had to turn his head and go back to his seat.

As soon as the daughter father sat down, Xiao Er came out of the back kitchen with a dish, and when he passed by their table, he smiled apologetically embarrassedly.