A book is a cookbook.

It was Shi Yiwen who copied the "Famous Recipes of Beijing Restaurant" in the space because the book was too thick, so he only copied part of it, but even so, there were hundreds of dishes. Watching the owner take out this small book, Xu Mingkun and the others all looked extremely surprised.

Although they know that there are books that teach cooking, those books such as "Food Treasures" are books from hundreds of years ago, and there is nothing to see at all.

"This is a recipe, which is specially designed to teach everyone how to cook, especially stir-fry, but there are only recipes, recipes, and fire, and it is up to everyone to master them."

The owner's words made everyone suddenly brighten, seeing the recipes in the hands of the owner, their breathing became a little short, they are cooks, of course they know why there are no recipes in the bookstore, because those are the secret methods of the chef of the restaurant. As for the recipes, recipes, and the like, they are often only known to the masters, and they will never be passed on unless they learn from the masters.

This is also the reason why they need to learn from a teacher, but they can't worship a teacher, because they are the Zhuang slaves of Shitaizhuang! But this time, the owner gave them the recipe. With recipes and methods, this dish has become more than half, and as for the fire, it is experience.

"Young master, this ...... this"

Xu Mingkun looked at the recipe and reassured.

"Please rest assured, young master, the slave and maid guarantee their lives, and this recipe will never be passed on to outsiders......"

It's just this recipe, there are hundreds of books in the library, Shi Yiwen just smiled slightly.

"For a while, you should practice according to the dishes in this recipe first."

Seeing that everyone was staring at the recipe, his breathing seemed a little short, and he took out another packet of MSG.

"When cooking in the future, put this in the pot when it comes out of the pot...... Fresh. ”

Recipes, MSG.

For Shi Yiwen, this may be the only thing he can do, unless he is willing to let Kou Yun go to the "Yishan Village" to help cook and even teach his disciples, otherwise, it can only be like this.

In fact, just relying on the new dishes on those recipes, it is enough to make "Yishanzhuang" gain a foothold in the capital, after all, the dishes on the "Famous Recipes of Beijing Hotel" are mainly based on Sichuan, Lu, Yuehuaiyang, and Tan family cuisine, but they are passed down after hundreds of years, especially the dishes that have been handed down after the "screening" of millions of children of the Eight Banners who are not produced, and they are naturally extremely fresh for this era.

Of course, there are some raw materials that are only available in Shitaizhuang - such as peppers, tomatoes and other vegetables, although these vegetables have long been introduced to the Ming Dynasty, but they have not yet spread, so often only the vegetable garden of Shitaizhuang is produced.

With the improvement of the dishes, especially the improvement of the taste of this dish, the fresh dishes, delicious and delicious taste, immediately reversed the reputation of "Yishanzhuang", but it was only more than half a month of effort, in Chang'an Street, especially in the palace, where Guanglu Temple was almost equal to the pig's food-like meal to toss the eunuchs and palace maids, the restaurant of "Yishanzhuang" is even more highly respected, and always improve the food when leaving the palace.

Guanglu Temple is not just for the emperor to cook alone. The food problem in the entire palace is solved by Guanglu Temple, which is a large canteen, however, from the beginning, this canteen has a reputation for not being good at cooking, the emperor doesn't like to eat, the eunuchs and palace ladies don't like to eat, and of course, the ministers don't like to eat. Many ministers bring food from their own homes, but the food they bring always becomes cold and tasteful, and sometimes, they are looking for a restaurant on Chang'an Avenue for a light meal.

At noon that day, I had nothing to do, and I was busy in the duty room for a long time, and when I was in the room, I called Ma Ziqiang and said.

"Let's go, let's go out for a drink or two."

Of course, Ma Ziqiang did not refuse the invitation when he applied for the trip. The two of them immediately changed into casual clothes and walked out of the duty cabinet.

After leaving the pavilion, Ma Ziqiang asked.

"What's the best place for you to go?"

"I heard that there is a "Yishan Village" on West Chang'an Street, let's try it together. ”

There was a place to go, the two went directly to West Chang'an Street, and soon arrived at the place, after the two entered the house, they went directly to the private room on the second floor, and under the recommendation of Xiao Er, they ordered two meat dishes, and after ordering two seasonal side dishes, Shen Xingshi said with a smile.

"A few days ago, I heard from the people in the palace that the food in this restaurant is all delicious, and I came to taste it, especially its dishes are extremely fresh, just like the two dishes just now, but I have never seen it......"

Just as Shen Xing was talking, he heard someone shouting downstairs.

"Okay, let's have a few specialty dishes, I want to see how you guys are here to "shame the Guanglu Temple". ”

Listening to the voice, it was a little familiar, and Shen Xing deliberately looked at it.

"Hey, isn't this Liang Fulin from the Zhen Shame Agency, how did he get here?"

Liang Fulin is the chef of the Zhen Shame Department, and he naturally cooks good dishes, but his dishes are not eaten by ordinary people, just like pavilion elders like Shen Xingshi and Ma Ziqiang, who are also uneaten. It is rare for him to cook a few times a year, and they are all cooked by his apprentices and grandchildren.

"It's not that the chef came to the door, isn't it to smash someone's signboard."

Ma Ziqiang said curiously.

"It seems that this restaurant does have some ability, no, people have come to the door."

After a closer look, Ma Ziqiang understood why Guanglu Temple came to the door - many diners in the restaurant were palace maids, especially the latter, who was half-human and half-crippled, and his mouth was always damaged, so he must have buried the food of Guanglu Temple.

As soon as Liang Fulin's voice fell, someone immediately buried him.

"Hey, I'm still ashamed to die of "Guanglu Temple", just the food cooked by Liangzi Liangsun in Guanglu Temple, if you can cook it, it can be regarded as worthy of people, and there are still people who are kind enough to compare it with "Yishanzhuang" ......"

Before he finished speaking, some people around Liang Fulin shouted.

"Who, who's talking nonsense here?"

"No matter how much nonsense you talk about, it's human talk, that is, some people don't eat people......"

Okay, without waiting for the main owner to take over, the diners were in a frenzy, and Ma Ziqiang, who was originally idle, was watching and having fun on the side when he was moving.

"Hmph, human food also depends on who can't eat it,"

Liang Fulin snorted coldly.

"A group of slaves and maids, if you want to eat human food, you still have to be an adult first......"

Liang Fulin is not afraid of offending these inner eunuchs, after all, they are just little eunuchs who have no power and no position.

"You don't pay attention to what you say."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone at the door.

"Since this meal is made by people, it is natural to keep improving, and do it for the better, instead of dividing people into different people, and forcing the food to be divided into three, six, nine, etc., or it will be said that it is sorry for people, and even the ingredients are probably ruined, and it is ......a sin to harm the ingredients."