Chapter Eighty-Nine: What Business Is In This Grass Shed?
After Hanguangzong hurriedly explained the reason to Fang Shaoze, Fang Shaoze was a little distressed and said, "But all I can think of is paintings and cakes. Your father said that he admired Brother Xi, but at the moment there is not enough time to invite Brother Xi over to prepare! ”
Hanguangzong was bitter when he heard this, and he pulled Fang Shaoze's sleeve and begged again and again: "Brother Fang, Brother Fang is thinking more about it!" I have promised my father to take it back and send it back, I finally coaxed him well, if I go back empty-handed, I am afraid that this beating will be indispensable! Brother Fang, you must save me! ”
Fang Shaoze was standing on the terrace right now, looking at the family downstairs with satisfaction, and the maids were honestly tidying up the yard according to his instructions, and nodded with satisfaction.
Suddenly feeling a little hungry, Fang Shaoze turned around and led Hanguangzong to the back kitchen.
When the two of them were going down the stairs, Fang Shaoze said: "Brother Han, you don't necessarily ask me for this, you just go to the market and pick up some items that your father likes and buy them back!" ”
"I'm not stupid!" After hearing this, Hanguangzong glared at Fang Shaoze angrily and said, "If buying something can solve it, what else will I come to your house to toss!" My father's only hobby was training and fighting, and I can't give him a reason to send troops! ”
While chatting, the two of them leisurely went to the kitchen next to the attic.
As soon as the maid waiting at the door saw Fang Shaoze coming in, she immediately lit a fire and warmed up the porridge and rice snacks that Luo Qinghe gave Fang Shaoze in the steamer.
But when the maid brought the hot meal, Hanguangzong hurriedly ordered the maid to bring chopsticks and a plate for himself as soon as he saw this familiar style, and said, "Look at your meal, I think about it, or you can ask that Luo girl if she has any way to study some novel food for my father?" My dad loves to drink, so it's good if he has snacks! ”
Fang Shaoze ignored him when he heard this, and slowly used mung bean multigrain porridge to warm up and reduce his hungry stomach, but when he just stretched his chopsticks in front of this purple potato small steamed bun, he saw Hanguangzong suddenly insert a chopstick horizontally and snatched the round and full little steamed bun into a mouthful.
There were too many people who grabbed food just now, although Hanguangzong said that he thought it was delicious, but in the end, he didn't dare to take it, so he seized the opportunity and didn't be polite.
Seeing that the grinning Han Dumiao unceremoniously snatched away his food, Fang Shaoze sighed, picked up a piece of sesame cake, and said, "Since your father loves to drink, then you can go to the Agarwood Pavilion and buy him two jars, it's better than being helpless with me!" ”
Although he has a good relationship with Hanguang Sect, Fang Shaoze doesn't want to trouble Luo Qinghe, who is busy all day long, because of trivial things such as small things.
Stuffing a small purple potato steamed bun into his mouth again, Hanguangzong said vaguely: "No, we still have a lot of wine from the Agarwood Pavilion at home, so it's not like to carry it to my father!" I think it's better to let Miss Luo give me some side dishes, and I'll take it back and give him a drink! Hehe, this time I know what he likes to eat, my dad used to eat a chef's own glutinous pig's trotters, and since then I have never forgotten it, and no one in the family has satisfied him with many times of cooking...... Oh yes, he loves duck feet! ”
Seeing that the last little steamed bun was snatched away by Hanguang Sect, Fang Shaoze closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, I'll go find her later!" ”
"It's too late later, let's go now!"
"Now? But this is the busy time, how can Miss Luo have the leisure to care about you? You know how scary it is for her to get angry! ”
Luo Qinghe's fierce and vicious look, Hanguang Zong shivered, and said, "It's better to... Why don't you do it? You accompany me to the place where she does business, and I will wrap everything up! Promise not to let her lose money! ”
Where is this a loss-making thing? Fang Shaoze shook his head and complained weakly in his heart, but he still patiently explained to Hanguangzong: "She didn't do that business just for silver..."
In fact, Hanguangzong also knew that Fang Shaoze might not dare to disturb Luo Qinghe, but his father was too scary, so he could only bite the bullet and beg: "Brother Fang, compared to Miss Luo, my father really wants my life!" For the sake of our brotherhood, save me! You can do whatever you want me to do in the future! ”
Looking at his dead face, Fang Shaoze couldn't bear to refuse even if he was helpless, so he was ready to take two bites to fill his stomach and lead him out to find Luo Qinghe.
But just when he stretched out his chopsticks to the sesame cake plate, he saw that Hanguangzong quickly picked up the plate, ate the last piece of shortbread by two, and poured all the crumbs on the plate into his mouth with his head tilted.
Looking at the scene of the hungry wolf pounced on food, Fang Shaoze's chopsticks froze in the air, and he was stunned for a long time before he reluctantly said to the maid: "Pick up some more of this little steamed bun and sesame cake!" ”
But when the maid heard this, she shook her head and said, "Except for porridge, there is nothing else!" Young master, that's all that Luo Qinghe put a lot of effort into leaving for you before leaving! ”
The maid said, and glanced at Hanguangzong with some grievances.
But this Han Xiaoye didn't feel guilty, and hurriedly swallowed the sesame cake in his mouth and said, "Is there still porridge?" Then you can bring me some more, um... Serve some pickles! ”
How can he be so familiar, does he really regard Qinmoss Street as his home! The Fang child who was robbed of food glared at Hanguangzong angrily, but this Hanguangzong didn't care about it and drank the porridge with his head down, leaving only Fang Shaoze with a series of snoring sounds.
Just after the hour, the people of Guangling had already eaten breakfast at this hour, but the front of a grass hut that was not conspicuous at the east end of Juying Street was still crowded with people.
I saw a big-eyed little girl poking her brain forward and asked, "What kind of business is in this grass shed?" Why is it still crowded with people at this time? ”
When the man heard this, he looked at the girl very generously and smiled: "The girl hasn't gone out for a few days!" Haha, then you're a coincidence today! This is selling the famous 'secret fresh vegetable meat and egg rolls' on Juying Street, and now there are not many people just after dinner, if you come later, I am afraid that you will not be able to buy it until dark! ”
"It sounds fresh! , why don't we wait a little longer, buy a copy and come back and try it! The woman in the blue dress behind the big-eyed girl laughed.
The passer-by looked over with some confusion, but saw that the oiled paper bag that the girl in the blue dress was carrying had the names of grass fruits, cinnamon and other condiments written on it, so she smiled and said, "Yo! You two are little cooks from the mansion! The ingredients I bought are so complete, it seems that the cooking skills are good! ”
But the big-eyed girl was a little dissatisfied when she heard this, and she was about to refute it, but she saw the girl in the blue dress gently stop her, nodded lightly, and said, "Your mind is really sharp!" We are all busy in the kitchen on weekdays, and today we came out to buy groceries! ”
Although the front was crowded with people, the man in charge of the kitchen in the grass hut was extremely fast, and the three of them did not talk for long before they moved to the front of the stove with the team.
The blue-clothed girl looked forward, and saw that an iron plate one or two feet square was standing on the charcoal fire, and the gray-clothed man in charge of the kitchen took out a ball of white flour from a bamboo basket covered with a white cloth on the side, and hurriedly rolled it into a pancake shape and spread it on the oiled iron plate.
The girl in blue looked energetic, but she was unexpectedly blocked by the peach-eyed woman with a good face: "May I ask which one do you want to be?" ”
"What do you have?"
The peach-eyed woman full of aura said skillfully: "The secret fresh vegetable meat and egg rolls are thirty Wen, the red fried chicken lettuce roll and the salty sauce lean meat and chive roll are all twenty-five Wen..."
"The first three are sold, okay? One of each! The girl in the blue dress nodded, and ordered neatly.
"Ink, do you hear me?" Luo Qinghe turned around and asked, and continued: "Eighty Wen, the girl will settle the bill!" ”
But Bichen was puzzled: "Why do you need money for not eating?" ”
"Because our food can be taken away when it is in hand, and it may not be able to use the table, if you pay after eating, where can I find you? Wouldn't that be a loss? Luo Qinghe explained.
"The cake that has just come out of the pot is boiling, how can I take it away?" The woman in the blue dress asked curiously.
Luo Qinghe didn't say much when he heard this, but just raised his hand and pointed to the maid beside him. I saw that the maid had already folded the boxy banana leaves when she was making the ink pancakes, and as soon as the cakes came out of the pot, they were very neatly wrapped.
Looking at this operation, the woman in the blue dress nodded and couldn't help but praise: "This idea is really thoughtful!" In this way, it not only saves the cost of washing dishes, but also makes it more convenient and hygienic! ”
But the big-eyed girl said with some disdain: "No matter how many tricks there are, the food is not delicious and it is in vain!" ”
When the girl in the blue dress heard this, she shook her head and said, "Bijin, if the food is not delicious, how can there be so many people queuing!" ”
The big-eyed girl was still a little angry when she heard this, but when she took the meat and egg roll handed over by the maid and tasted it, she suddenly widened her eyes and looked carefully at the lines on the pie crust, and then screamed dissatisfied: "Shopkeeper, you... How can you steal my lady's craft! ”
As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding guests were stunned on the spot.
Luo Qinghe was also a little surprised, and wondered: "How can you talk like this for no reason?" There are only me and Zhuxi Street in Man Guangling who sell such pie crusts, and the one on Zhuxi Street still takes the recipe from me, and where did you come from? ”
"You!" When the big-eyed girl heard this, she didn't give up: "You liar! This pie crust was clearly invented by Miss last year, you must have learned it secretly! ”
Seeing this little girl's mouth full of "stealing" and "cheating", Luo Qinghe was also angry: "Girl, you have to make it clear!" Your lady invented it last year, so did she take out this pie crust and sell it? Besides, it's not difficult to make this pie crust, which royal law stipulates that only she can invent it? ”
The big-eyed girl listened, and she was so angry that she was about to hit Luo Qinghe with the cake in her hand, but she was dragged by the woman in the blue dress: "Bijin, don't mess around!" ”
Saying that, the woman in the blue dress smiled at Luo Qinghe again: "I'm really sorry, this girl is young and ignorant, please don't worry about the girl!" ”
"Don't worry?" Luo Qinghe saw that the master and servant were singing red and white, and a fire surged into his heart, and he said unceremoniously: "Can you wronged others for no reason at a young age as thieves and liars?" ”
When the woman in the blue dress heard this, she also nodded and continued: "This matter is indeed my poor discipline, and I apologized to the girl!" But this crust was indeed invented by me last year... But the girl's words also make sense, I'm not the only one in the world who will invent this thing! But, girl, dare I ask you who this pie crust learned from? ”
Can you understand the apprenticeship of the vendors who ride small yellow carts on the streets and sell finger cakes? Luo Qinghe complained in his heart, and sneered again: "Since you are telling me the truth, then I should also give you an explanation: this pie crust was developed by me a few months ago for business." ”
"You're a liar!" The big-eyed girl said indignantly: "A smart person like our young lady is also comparable to you!" ”
Seeing this little girl's arrogant and unreasonable appearance, Luo Qinghe finally lost her patience and glanced at the girl in the blue dress with contempt.