Chapter 108: Thinking about the hot pot recipe
After Xiaohe moved in, he seemed to be very diligent, not only cleaned up the yard every day, but also never delayed three meals a day, and there was no place for his words and deeds to be overstepped, which made Su Yue wonder if he was a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
The injuries on her body gradually healed, and Su Yue began to develop new hot pot flavors every day, and Xiaohe also feasted on it, admiring Su Yue's cooking skills.
And after the eldest lady heard that Su Yue's hot pot was very good, she couldn't help but say, "Do you think the hot pot is delicious?" ”
"It's true."
Xiaohe nodded again and again, and couldn't help but praise: "Originally, the slave maid thought that the business of Huiwei Pavilion would not be any better if it relied on a rural village woman, but after tasting Miss Su's hot pot in the past few days, I realized why those guests came to Huiwei Pavilion to eat hot pot." ”
It's so delicious? The eldest lady rolled her eyes: "In this way, you help me to meet them, I want to see what makes people like this hot pot." ”
"Yes."
Today, Su Yue made a mandarin duck hot pot, half of which is a fiery spicy soup, and the other half is bone broth, but no matter which side it is, it is all the same delicious.
Before a few people could start, they saw the eldest lady coming in from outside with the support of Xiaohe, and Song Qiuxue directly cooled her face: "Isn't it good for the eldest lady to recuperate in her own yard, what are you doing here to disturb people's appetite?" ”
"Song Qiuxue ......"
Su Yue shook her head secretly, these days the eldest lady has been quite quiet, there is no need for them to take the initiative to provoke disputes.
Although the eldest lady was angry in her heart, she had a kind smile on her face: "I wanted to apologize to you a few days ago, but I can't get out of bed, no, it's just a little better today, I took the initiative to come to you, and I hope that Miss Su and Murong Gongzi will not be like me, a woman." ”
If the eldest lady messed around a little, Su Yue would feel better, but now that the eldest lady was groveling like this, Su Yue hurriedly said: "Everything is just a misunderstanding, since the eldest lady is here, let's eat with us!" I just cooked it. ”
More is better than less! Anyway, this eldest lady didn't take advantage of anything.
The eldest lady was waiting for Su Yue's words, she made a look, Xiaohe immediately took out the chair and cushions and put them away, and the eldest lady stared at the hot pot with a pair of eyes: "I heard that the people in the entire capital like hot pot very much, I can taste it today." ”
Picking up the chopsticks and eagerly taking a bite of the boiled meat slices into her mouth, the eldest lady couldn't help but smile with satisfaction: "Although it's spicy, it's more fragrant." ”
No wonder the people in the entire Shengjing City are obsessed with hot pot, even the old man was full of praise for Su Yue's hot pot before, it turned out that the hot pot was so delicious.
Song Yu relied on this hot pot to bring the business of Huiwei Pavilion back to life. If she could also get the hot pot recipe herself, wouldn't she have mastered the pulse of the Song family?
Hehe, when the time comes, let his son open countless hot pot branches outside, and their mother and son's silver will be doubled.
Su Yue blinked and said softly: "The eldest lady has injuries on her body, so eat less spicy, try the bone broth hot pot here!" Good for wounds. ”
The eldest lady tasted the bone broth hot pot again, and her eyes lit up: "Su Yue, how do you make this hot pot!" Why don't you teach the cooks in the church, and the next time I want to eat, I don't have to bother you all the time, right? ”
"If you want to eat, go to the Taste Pavilion."
Before Su Yue could reply, Song Qiuxue preemptively spoke: "Sister Su Yue's hot pot is a secret recipe, and no one can tell it, so it's okay to ask around." ”
The drunkard didn't mean to drink, maybe this eldest lady was just worried about Sister Su Yue's hot pot recipe.
The eldest lady secretly scolded Song Qiuxue for liking to meddle in things, but she didn't show it on her face: "Look at my memory, don't ask, don't ask." By the way, where is Murong Gongzi's house! ”
Murong Shan, who was eating hot pot, had a faint expression: "Hehai Town." ”
Hmph, sure enough, it is a wild seed from the poor countryside, the eldest lady frowned, this Murong Shan came to the capital on purpose, it won't be because he wants to give half of the Song family's property!
With Su Yue's hot pot recipe helping, Murong Shan's status in front of the master must be very high, maybe Song Yu is not this person's opponent.
Smiling, the eldest lady asked curiously: "Looking at Murong Gongzi's talent, I think my parents are not ordinary people, I don't know if your parents are still alive?" ”
Murong Shan's cold eyebrows were almost invisible, and his tone was slightly deep: "My parents are long gone. ”
Gone? The eldest lady rolled her eyes, the cheap girl who hooked up with the master is dead, isn't she? Listening to Murong Shan's tone, he didn't want to be the young master of the Song family!
In any case, Murong Shan's life experience was handed over to Xiaohe to inquire about, and she still pondered some hot pot recipes.
As soon as she returned to her courtyard, the eldest lady secretly called someone to call Song Zhi back.
Song Zhi has been absent from the mansion for the past few days, but has slept with his pink beauties outside, and now he was suddenly called back by the eldest lady, and he was very unhappy: "Mother, I am playing hide and seek with Xiaohong and Xiaoqing!" What are you doing calling me back all of a sudden? ”
The eldest lady put down the teacup and turned around, seeing that Song Zhi's clothes were crooked, and there were several tooth marks and kiss marks on his neck, yawning and his eyes were blue, and she was very angry: "Bastard, you went to find a woman outside again, right, you look like this all day, how can your father rest assured that the property in the house will be handed over to you?" ”
"Mother......
Sitting heavily on the chair, Song Zhi snorted softly: "No matter what I do, I can't compare to Song Yu, I have the time to read the account books all day, it is better to find a few beauties to have a good time." ”
The mother is confused, even if he did not take over the Song family's family business, but the Song family's land and shops still have half of his, even if he lives by collecting rent in the second half of his life, he will still be prosperous, and he will not worry about food and clothing.
"You ......"
The eldest lady was annoyed by Song Zhi's indifferent appearance, and said coldly: "Have you eaten the hot pot in the Aftertaste Pavilion?" ”
Although I don't know why the eldest lady asked such a question, Song Zhi still nodded: "I haven't been going less during this time, I have to say, it's the first time I've eaten such delicious and delicious food." ”
"It's really delicious, and it's very popular."
With a sneer, the eldest lady continued: "Zhi'er, if our mother and son can get the hot pot recipe, then we will not only raise our eyebrows in front of your father, but also get a large sum of silver." ”
The hot pot recipe in Su Yue's mind is the best bargaining chip for their mother and son's rich life, as long as she can get her hands on it, she is not afraid of anything.
Song Zhi casually picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Su Yue won't give it, so my mother doesn't have to worry about it, because Song Yu doesn't know the hot pot recipe." ”
"Song Yu doesn't know, isn't that a good opportunity for our mother and son?"
Hating iron and steel, he glared at Song Zhi, and the eldest lady frowned: "Don't think that you will sit back and relax for the rest of your life, now that there is one more person competing with you for family property, I can remind you that if you don't grow a snack, you may become a poor egg in the future." ”
Song Zhi's chewing movements paused slightly, and he looked at the eldest lady puzzled: "Mother, what nonsense are you talking about, isn't there only two sons, me and Song Yu?" In a few years, Song Qiuxue's little girl got married, and she was not qualified to compete with us. ”