"Miss, there's a wonton stall here, do you want to take a break?" A clear voice sounded.

Hua Manxi looked up, and saw that there was a big carriage parked on the official road in front of him, with a tall horse and a spacious carriage, looking like a rich and noble family.

"Wonton? Are you talking about my grandmother's food, wonton? How is it possible for this ravine to have wontons? The voice of the young lady who spoke was sorrowful, she was indeed hungry after so long of traveling and traveling, and there were still several miles to go home here, and the dry food in this area was really unbearable.

"Miss, it smells very good, and they all say that there are hermits in the mountains, maybe we met them." The little girl said happily.

"Hehe, you glutton, you're hungry when you're hungry, and this makes you pull it out." The young lady smiled coquettishly, "Since you said so, then come down and take a look." ”

When the words fell, the two maids got out of the carriage first and helped a delicate little girl down.

This little girl is about fourteen or fifteen years old, similar to the original body, but she is a rich and noble family, she eats absolutely well, her body is graceful and delicate, faintly exuding the delicate style of a girl, her skin is like clotted fat, her hands are soft, and the clothes on her body are even more luxurious, and she can't bear to look at it.

Looking down at his coarse cloth clothes full of oil stains, Hua Manxi sighed slightly in his heart.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating! This thief, she was also a rich person in her previous life, and she was actually allowed to wear it to such a poor family! Hey, there's no harm without contrast! When she didn't see this young lady, she felt very calm, and when she saw this luxurious and extravagant life, she remembered the happy times when she was a rich person in the past!

Huamanxi, Huamanxi, you must work hard to earn money! Otherwise, you won't be able to live a good life, and you won't be able to deserve it-Xu Gongzi.

She suddenly remembered the hazy figure of Xu Gongzi in rain last night, and her heart was so hot that she almost forgot to greet the guests.

"The ravine is the ravine, and this stall is so simple." As soon as Miss Jiao opened her mouth, she had an innate sense of superiority, and the two maids immediately took out their handkerchiefs, wiped the table and the stool, and then helped the delicate young lady to sit down.

"Auntie, what do you have to eat here?" Miss Jiao raised her eyes, glanced at Aunt Hua disdainfully, and asked in a proud voice.

Where had Aunt Hua seen such a battle, she immediately blushed nervously and lowered her eyebrows.

Hua Manxi smiled slightly, took a step forward, and said freely: "This guest officer, I am the shopkeeper, we only sell one kind of food here, six cents a bowl." ”

"Don't you have any tea?" A maid spoke, "This is too simple, and it costs six cents a bowl!" For six cents, you can buy half a catty of meat in the city! ”

"Are there any pheasants, mountain delicacies, etc., make some for Miss Ben." But Miss Jiao asked herself as if she couldn't understand the words.

"This guest officer, my stall only sells food like wontons, six cents a bowl." Hua Manxi replied without being salty.

"You don't understand what our young lady is saying, do you? Our young lady, I want to eat pheasant, Shanzhen, do you understand? It's silver! A little maid immediately took out her money bag and put it on the table, domineering.

"Grandma, now you don't understand what I'm saying, I said, my stall only sells wontons! Six cents a bowl! Hua Manxi pulled out a smile, but his eyes were slightly cold, and the meaning between the words seemed to be that he loved to eat, not to eat!

"How dare you talk to our young lady like that? Do you know who our young lady is? Another little maid stepped forward and stared at Hua Manxi with a fierce look.

"Manxi, Manxi, don't we have pheasants at home? Since this young lady wants to eat—" When the eldest aunt saw such a battle, where could she stand, her feet were a little weak, and she hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the flower manxi, signaling her to rest and calm down.

"Uncle, that pheasant, I killed it when Xiao Song came back for the festival or the New Year, and I caught it so hard with Xiao Song!" Hua Manxi glanced at her eldest aunt and motioned for her to keep quiet.

"Our young lady is delicate and expensive, and she is really tired after a journey, little village girl, since you have pheasants at home, why don't you do it to relieve our young lady's cravings, this silver, you can take it." At this moment, an elderly woman came forward and persuaded in a soft voice.

"The rich and noble people of silk and satin, they went into the countryside to ask the mountain treasures, they didn't know how to eat and be arrogant, and they looked down on me as a fragrant wonton!" Hua Manxi didn't appreciate it, snorted coldly, looked away, and returned to the stove by himself.

"Ouch, you little girl!" I didn't expect her to slap herself like this, she really didn't know how to be polite, and she blushed with anger, but she was pulled by Miss Jiao on the side.

The young lady stood up, looked at Hua Manxi, and did not get angry, but ate and smiled, and said to Hua Manxi: "If it's really my clumsiness, I can't see it, you, a little village girl, are still literate and recite poetry, then you should tell me, what kind of good method is your wonton?" If you tell me why, I'll do your deal, and I'll add up to twenty or so people. ”

Hua Manxi didn't have the slightest timidity, his eyes looked at her calmly, his voice was not hurried, and he said clearly: "My wonton, I have good noodles to make skin, fresh pork to fill, bone radish and fresh mushrooms to make soup." The skin is thin, smooth and tender, the filling is many, tight and fragrant, the soup is fresh, clear and sweet, a bowl of wonton, meat and vegetarian matching, refreshing and tender, steaming, love to eat light, in the middle of the arms, love to eat heavy, and condiments. ”

"Oh. And condiments? Listening to Hua Manxi say this, the look in her eyes is different, listening to this little village girl is full of words, precise and methodical, like a person who has read a book, has read a book and can cook, but the age is so young, it is about a generation of cooking.

"My condiment, called chili sauce, is fried with meat, grains, tempeh, and chili peppers, oily, spicy, fragrant and numb, no matter bibimbap noodles mixed with wonton and dumplings, it is a must." Hua Manxi is very embarrassed, "The ancestral secret recipe, ten miles and eight towns, is the only one." ”

When she talked about the ancestral secret recipe, the eldest aunt raised her head sharply and looked at her suspiciously, but Hua Manxi smiled slightly and motioned to the eldest aunt not to speak.

"Miss, why don't you try it?" After listening, he whispered to the young lady.

"In that case, let's try it, let's have four bowls first, and each of the attendants outside will also have a bowl." Miss Najiao said.

"I don't believe it, what kind of delicious food can be made at such a young age, miss, why don't we taste it first, there are more than a dozen bowls outside." A little maid said with disdain.

"Xiaoyu has a point, why don't you have four bowls first." Then he said again.

"Listen." Miss Jiao said casually, but her eyes were fixed on Hua Manxi, watching her skillfully lift the lid, count a handful of wontons, and then throw them into the pot.

After a short time, she took a colander and scooped out the wonton, divided it into four bowls, and scooped the soup out of another pot and poured it into each bowl. Moreover, why does this little village girl look familiar?

The soup was indeed fresh mushroom soup, and she could smell it from afar.

She poured the soup and sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions in each bowl, and then brought the wonton with the eldest aunt, a full bowl, the soup was slightly white, she took a sip, it was indeed clear and sweet.

"A few guest officers, this is the condiment chili sauce of the stall, if you like spicy food, you can mix some of it." Hua Manxi lifted the jar of chili sauce on the table again.

"I'll try it." The one scooped out a spoonful of chili peppers, dipped them on the wonton, and swallowed them in one bite, the spicy flavor and salty wonton were indeed unique, and it was unstoppable.

"Miss, haven't you lost your appetite these days? This chili pepper tastes very good and appetizing, so you can try some of it. He persuaded.

The young lady also added some chili sauce according to the smacking action, but she was out of control and ate the big bowl of wonton without falling to the ground, and finally there was no soup left.

"It's—it's delicious!" Miss Najiao was satisfied, "Miss Ben hasn't eaten a full meal in many days!" The dishes you cook are not as good as a small village girl! I'm going to invite this little village girl to my house to be a cook! ”

"Miss—" The wonton was very delicious, especially the chili sauce, which was a good thing that everyone loved.

"Hey, you are against everything I want to eat and play along the way, I don't want to buy a chef, you have to object, right?" The young lady looked at her helplessly.

"No, miss, I mean, I agree too! The chef in the house is indeed not as good as this small village girl! Na Dong agreed.

After they ate a wonton, they were impressed by the taste of the food, Hua Manxi was now busy making more than a dozen wontons for those entourages outside, so naturally he didn't have the heart to listen to their whispers.

"This aunt, I have something I want to discuss with you." After eating a bowl of wonton, Miss Jiao walked up to her aunt with her skirt and domineering.

"Miss, please speak." Aunt Hua said with sincere fear.

"Your daughter has good skills, I want to buy her to be a cook in my house, you can make a price." Miss Jiao said confidently.

The eldest aunt was wiping the stove, and she was so shocked that the beautiful rag in her hand couldn't hold it steadily and fell to the ground.

"Miss, I don't sell my daughter!" Her voice trembled slightly, for fear of offending the rich and noble, but she still said firmly.

"Yo, do you know what kind of family we are? How many people want to come into our house to be a cook, but there is no way out! "If you don't want to be a domestic servant, you can do long-term work, five hundred taels of silver a year." ”

Five hundred taels? The eldest aunt had lived for so long, and she had never seen so much silver, and she was suddenly stunned.

"Five hundred taels of silver, I can earn it in a year." Hua Manxi's movements on his hand did not pause, and he said lightly.