Old man Liu looked at Zhao Shuang's flickering eyes, and then looked at the fragrant chicken sauce ginseng bamboo shoots in the bowl, and said in his heart, this chicken sauce ginseng bamboo shoots from Old Man Ling's house is the first traditional dish of Lingfu, and after many improvements, the color and fragrance are impeccable.

That little girl is young, what do you know how to cook? Looking at her flickering eyes, she must not be able to find fault, pretending to be calm, I don't dare to bet, I decided, bet, first earn this girl a hundred taels of silver, and recover some capital.

After thinking about it, Old Man Liu smiled and took out a hundred taels of silver tickets and put them in front of Du Sanniang and said, "Of course bet, Miss Zhao, take out the silver tickets." ”

Zhao Shuang took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels from his pocket and put it in front of Du Sanniang.

As soon as the guests saw the situation, they took out silver tickets and handed them to Du Sanniang.

Zhao Shuang is also very busy, when someone else takes out a silver ticket, she has to bet on it.

Soon, Du Sanniang bet a bunch of silver tickets in front of her.

Hu Jingyun was shocked and admired, the outside world is so exciting, not only there are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also such interesting things!

Qiu Shuisheng looked at the silver ticket on the table and thoughtfully calculated how many people in the natural disaster could be relieved.

Fu Ning lowered his head and held the chopsticks to hold the bamboo shoots, ate slowly, tasted slowly, and slowly understood.

Most of the guests finished betting, and no one bet anymore, Old Man Liu laughed and said, "Miss Zhao, please start your comment?" ”

Zhao Shuang got up and said: "The main ingredient of this chicken juice ginseng bamboo shoots is chicken soup and spring bamboo shoots, the chicken is a seven-year-old hen of seven years and seven months, this hen is a farmer's flower chicken raised in the mountains, and the bamboo shoots are the first spring bamboo shoots after the rain in the valley this year, growing on the shady side of the hillside." ”

Old man Liu snorted and laughed: "Let's make a fool of yourself, the old hen of a few years and a few months can also taste it, and we old men of this age have all lived in vain." Spring bamboo shoots are still divided into yin and yang? Hahaha, Miss Zhao, don't think we're old and come to tease us! ”

The guests laughed too.

Zhao Shuang said: "Ling Mansion should have a clear record of ingredients, right?" ”

Master Ling stroked his beard and said, "That's natural, the entrance thing, you must know it in your heart, otherwise you won't dare to entertain all the noble friends." ”

"You call your kitchen steward to ask, won't it be clear?"

Master Ling naturally didn't believe what Zhao Shuang said, even if a person's tongue is powerful, it is impossible to even taste the hen for a few years and months, let alone a few months, even if it is two years old, six years of hens and eight years of hens, without asking the chicken keeper, can they taste it? Pure nonsense.

The housekeeper who was waiting next to Master Ling went to call the kitchen steward to come over.

The kitchen steward quickly came over with a small notebook, wiped a handful of sweat with his sleeve and said: "Master, the chicken used in today's first dish of chicken juice and ginseng bamboo shoots is the hens raised in the mountains in our northern manor, and the ones used are the ones from seven years ago, and they are about seven years and seven months old. ”

Bang Bang Bang ......

There was a continuous sound of chopsticks dropping on the ground.

Why is it so accurate? Seven years and seven months! No more, no less.

At the table, Old Man Liu suddenly pointed at the three Qiu Shuisheng next to Zhao Shuang: "It must be them, the three of them sneaked into the kitchen just now and peeked at the kitchen manager's book!" ”

The kitchen manager hurriedly bowed down and said: "Back to the master, the villain's account book has always been on the villain, and he will not be peeked at for a moment." ”

Old man Liu was unwilling to say: "When you look through it yourself, can't they take a sneak peek at the side?" ”