On the second day after the adolescent education class, Jin Yu and his party arrived in Lingzhou, due to Yang Ying's "illness", the three of them did not rush anymore, but found a restaurant called "Defuju" in Lingzhou to live. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Defuju is not high-end, it is similar to the current private restaurant, the consumer object is the ordinary people, and the ordinary restaurant is different from the ordinary restaurant Defuju has a backyard, which can entertain accommodation. The reputation is not obvious, and the backyard is clean and neat, which meets Jin Yu's low-key requirements, so he decided to stay here for a few days.

The business of Defuju is not very good, in fact, the ancient restaurants are the same, and the business is generally very light in winter, because there are no vegetables! It's all meat, vegetables, pasta, tofu and pickles, and no one has any appetite in front of them, but fortunately after the war, the people's hearts were stable, and the merchants who went south and north were full for the purpose of eating, so they reluctantly continued to operate.

As soon as he cleaned up, Jin Yu couldn't bear to see Yang Ying's painful appearance, so he ran out to buy brown sugar, wanting to make some ginger jujube brown sugar water. But I walked through several rice shops (there were no department stores before, and food-related products were basically bought in rice stores.) I didn't see the brown sugar I liked, but there was sucrose and maltose, but Jin Yu, who was used to seeing sugar in later generations, really didn't like it. After asking, I found out that this is already the best sugar on the market.

"It's no wonder that when I was cooking fish a few days ago, there was no sugar, and it turned out that there was no technology yet. Isn't what you know available to make money? Like a bug in the game, can you make yourself happy? Jin Yu YY thought.

The last time I made fish, I used my own seasoning, and when I ate in a restaurant, Jin Yu found that the seasoning he used this year was really pitiful. So on the way back from buying sugar, Jin Yu went to the pharmacy to buy some spices, afraid that the ones he bought a few days ago would not be enough, and he didn't expect Defuju to have the seasonings he wanted to use.

"Shopkeeper, can you borrow your store's kitchen these days? Xiaosheng returned from the Western Regions, some of them were not used to eating, and they wanted to make something to eat by themselves, and Xiaosheng would give the price of the ingredients. "After Jin Yu knew the rules of not letting in the kitchen last time, he discussed with the shopkeeper when he returned to Defuju.

"Guest, please take care of yourself." The shopkeeper opened his mouth, with some surprise in his eyes, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

With the permission of the shopkeeper, Jin Yu hummed a little song into the kitchen, first made a ginger jujube brown sugar water, boiled a hen, rewarded the cook with a few cents, asked him to watch the fire, and walked towards Yang Ying's house with the soup.

"Come, drink this soup, and heal your sickness." Jin Yu knocked on the door and said to Yang Ying after entering.

"Well, Gongzi Xie." Yang Ying put down the female worker in her hand, thanked her with a shy face, took the soup and drank it slowly, and the soup was warmer.

"What, you drink first, I'll go first, and I'll bring you dinner later." Jin Yu, who is also a little embarrassed to be a "teacher", who let his class make the relationship between the two "return to the pre-liberation period overnight"?

"Childe walks slowly." Yang Ying got up to send him off. After Yang Ying knew what her "illness" was, she always felt a little embarrassed, and deliberately avoided Jin Yu, and today is no exception.

"Is there any pork?" Jin Yu was a little depressed in his heart, and walked into the kitchen, planning to cook himself something delicious, when he was in a bad mood before, Jin Yu often relieved his bad mood like this.

"Yes, but only the lean meat is left, and the fat is sold out." The shopkeeper specially instructed the cook to listen to Jin Yu's arrangement, and replied honestly.

"Oh? Fatty meat sells faster than lean meat? "No one wants fat in the future, otherwise how would "Clenbuterol" fly all over the sky.

"Yes, there isn't much fat on a pig, and the fat is thick and thick, and the guests are rushing to ask for it, so the rest is lean meat." The cook explained. (Regarding this question, interested friends can go home and ask the elderly, who used to want fatty meat, and lean meat was the second choice.) ）

"Oh, let's make a lean meat dish then." What to do, cook according to the material, this is difficult for Jin Yu.

"Look at this boy like a scholar, how can he be better at knife work than me, a cook?" Jin Yu's skillful knife work made the cook a little stunned and breathtaking!

"Wrapped in it, no matter how much oil is poured, it can't make the taste of fatty meat, it's just a waste of rapeseed oil." The cook couldn't help but despise Jin Yu when he saw him cooking. Contempt is contempt, the boss has commanded, and the cook can't talk much.

"I won't say anything about putting salt, what else do you put sugar? Don't you know that a good cook has a handful of salt? "Maybe it's because of the rejection of his peers, the chef has already decided that Jin Yu is a rather tasteless and unqualified cook.

"Have a piece?" Jin Yu made sweet and sour tenderloin, tasted it himself, he already had his own eight-point taste in the future, and he was able to use the ingredients in his hands to make this dish, Jin Yu was very satisfied, and let the chef of Defuju at the moment. ,

", the old man is disrespectful." The chef relied on the craftsmanship of his ancestors for five generations, and he was thinking about how to find fault with Jin Yu after tasting it.

"How?" Jin Yu asked when he saw the chef's wonderful expression.

"Good! Sweet and sour, delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The cook tasted it and had to say with admiration.

"Hehe, it's delicious, make a lot, and divide it with uncles." Some people like to cook their own dishes, Jin Yu is very happy, and he gives some to the chef at the moment.

"Then I'll thank the guest officer for the reward." The cook was not pretentious, thanked Jin Yu, and went to the shopkeeper with the dishes.

Jin Yu saw that it was still early, so he took out the seasoning he bought from the drugstore, mashed it with garlic nests, and mixed it into five-spiced noodles.

"Guest, can you use it in the kitchen?" As soon as Jin Yu finished doing it, the shopkeeper came in.

"It's good, thank you shopkeeper for making it happen." Jin Yu arched.

"Okay, hehe. There is something I want to discuss with the guest officer, but I don't know whether to talk about it or not. The shopkeeper's expression was a little unnatural.

"It's okay for the shopkeeper to be straightforward."

"It's a long story, and I ask my son to move." The shopkeeper's hunched waist stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Jin Yu estimated that it had something to do with this cooking, and he was not hypocritical, so he walked towards the private room on the side in the direction pointed by the shopkeeper.

"Junko, bring the pot of tea." When he walked out of the kitchen, the shopkeeper instructed the shopkeeper to do so.

"The small shop has been passed on to the third generation of Xiao Lao'er, but the business has not grown much, especially after the winter, there are no green vegetables, just a few home-cooked dishes, and there is nothing outstanding. Just now, the little old man tasted the dish made by the son himself, and it was really delicious beyond words. The small shop really needs such an exclusive dish, so he rashly implored Gongzi to transfer this method to Xiao Lao'er, and Xiao Lao'er will give Gongzi a satisfactory price, and hope that Gongzi will complete it! The shopkeeper got straight to the point, got up and shook it to the end.

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