All day the next day, Meng Hui was looking forward to cooking in the evening, and everyone looked forward to her when they saw her in high spirits.

Aunt Ma couldn't stop robbing her of her work and let her rest on the side, saying that she had to make her hands feel comfortable and relaxed before she could make better dishes at night.

Aunt Ma suddenly became superstitious, warm her heart with a little funny, a group of short-term aunts also want to join in the fun today, and when they go back to eat at noon, they greet their families, and they all want to stay here to watch her cook.

According to Aunt Liu's words, even if you can't eat food, you can dip some oil soup or smell it, so you know what the smell of fish without fish is, and you can brag to others when you go back.

A group of assistant chefs were so curious, except for Fang Zhinan, who was as steady as usual, everyone else couldn't help but take the time to catch Meng Hui and ask her how to get the fish fragrance.

Meng Hui faced everyone's doubts, and all showed a mysterious smile that he was beaten, and responded in a unified manner: "Don't say, don't say." ”

Because if you say it, these assistant chefs and chefs can imagine it, just like yesterday's master chef, as soon as you listen to the ingredients, you will know what the taste is and whether it will be accepted by the world.

Meng recalled that everyone felt amazing, so he had to keep it secret and make it for them to eat directly in the evening.

She had been thinking about what ingredients to use before going to bed last night, and then decided whether to use pork loin to make fish-flavored shredded pork.

Because eggplant is not easy to use, one fried is not good, and the appearance and taste are poor; If the shredded chicken is not cooked well, it will affect everyone's impression of the whole dish.

When it was time for lunch, everyone had already set their expectations very high, but Meng Hui was not afraid at all, because the master had said that the fish fragrance sounded very good, and it was equivalent to a guarantee to get him.

"I'm going to the West Market next morning and pick a piece of good meat from Yang Butcher!" Meng Hui said hello to Aunt Ma and prepared to leave after lunch. She wants to cook for everyone to eat, and it is always difficult to make it directly from the high-end materials in the store.

The pork in the back kitchen is specially invited to raise black-skinned pigs, which are pulled from a village on the outskirts of the city to slaughter every day, and then pulled back from outside the city after killing, which is so troublesome.

The vegetarian dishes are also specially provided by the farms outside, using excellent raw materials, and even the fungus is an extra-thick lime fungus brought back from the north.

She didn't want to use the leftover scraps to make up the numbers, and since she had to do it, she had to do it well as an official competition.

Counting Hui'er's net worth, it shouldn't be a problem to buy a few ordinary pork tenderloins to entertain the people in the kitchen, and the remaining carrots, green bamboo shoots and fungus, she went to the West Market to watch and buy a little, and it is estimated that vegetarian vegetables will not cost too much money.

It's just that everyone can eat a small chopstick at most, and they can really only taste what the fish flavor is.

Aunt Ma knew what she meant, put down the bowl and trotted into the house to take out a small bag of copper plates, handed it to her, and said, "Auntie's share of the money, take it to buy some good meat, let the boys see how good our Hui'er is!" ”

Meng Hui was so moved that Aunt Ma didn't have much money, and a large part of it was brought to her three daughters, so that they could buy things for their grandchildren and make up some pocket money for themselves.

The bag of copper plates in her hand had to be accumulated for a long time, so she couldn't bear to accept it. "I still have it! When the time comes, you will come back and ask for it! ”

"Oh, Aunt Ma, Hui'er, you are stumbling on us!" Chang Lu jumped over with a bowl, took out twenty copper plates from his arms and put them on the table, "Come on, come on, pay the money!" Let Hui'er do something good at night that we haven't seen before! ”

"Come on, come on!"

"Give, twenty is not enough, not enough for me to borrow it!"

"Borrow it back, who doesn't know that you have fifty dollars sewn into your pillow!"

“......”

The assistant chef and the chef took out the copper plate and put it on the table of the two, and then pushed and shoved and joked and returned to the big table to eat. Fang Zhinan also came over and put down the thirty copper plates, and replied to Meng: "Pick good meat, if it's not enough, you can pay it on credit, and I will pay it back." ”

Fang Zhinan, the most powerful person in the back kitchen, has only a consistent amount of money every month, and several other chefs are not consistent, everyone has old people in the family to support, and younger siblings have to pull, aside from their miscellaneous consumption, they have to save some money to marry a daughter-in-law, and a thousand copper coins will soon bottom out.

As for the cooks, the best ones can get half a penny, and the rest are 400 pieces. And Aunt Ma, who cleans and cleans, can get 300 pieces by virtue of her relationship with the shopkeeper, and Hui'er can only get 200 per month, which is still the shopkeeper's grace on Aunt Ma's face.

There were a total of two hundred and thirty copper plates that everyone gathered, and Aunt Ma added another twenty, piled them up into a pile and pushed them over to Meng Hui: "Two hundred and five, go buy vegetables and cut meat!" ”

"......" Even though he knew that there was no such thing as two hundred and five scolding in this world, the corners of Meng Hui's mouth couldn't help twitching. She put the money in her bag and went out the door.

The meat here is relatively expensive, the fat pork is generally forty copper coins a catty, the pure lean loin costs fifty, and the good pork belly costs sixty.

Ordinary people can't afford to eat, at least not every meal every day, and it is generous to be able to cut meat once every other month. Most of Yang Butcher's customers are small officials and small rich families, and they are responsible for ordering goods, and he only sends them to people on time and in quantity.

When Meng went back, he was holding a copy of "Jianghu Enmity and Enmity" and reading it happily, shouted several times before he pulled it out of the book, raised his head and greeted: "Hui'er is here, who will you help pick meat?" ”

Several restaurants occasionally have cooks who want to practice with the main ingredients, such as Zhao Runan before, who often comes over to buy some meat and go back to try the dishes.

"I'll buy it myself, I'm going to a cooking competition!" Meng Hui didn't hide it from him, and by the way, he was almost a trick, "Uncle, if you become a referee at that time, you have to vote for me, don't give it to anyone!" ”

"Who? Oooh oh! Can I give it to him? Now you still owe me twenty-seven copper plates and you won't pay them back! Yang Butcher snorted, too lazy to lift his hair again. What kind of meat do you want? Uncle will give you a cheaper! ”

Meng looked back at the hanging meat, but he was not satisfied: "I want the tenderloin, the good kind!" ”

"That's a lot of good!" As soon as Yang Butcher turned around and went in, he took out a pot of tenderloin, "Pick it yourself, you will count forty-five if you want more or less!" ”

Counting the short-term workers, master chefs and shopkeepers, there are twenty people who taste the dishes today, and Meng Hui plans to buy five catties of tenderloin, and the total amount of half of the side dishes is about the same.

Meng Hui quickly selected a few pieces from the wooden basin, and Yang Butcher generously cut the corners and corners for her and weighed them, wrapped them in oiled paper and tied them with hemp rope, and counted the copper plates she handed over, and threw them directly into the box where the money was placed.

"Thank you, uncle, I'm leaving, remember to help me canvass for votes!"

"Got it!"

Meng Hui left the meat market with the tenderloin and walked towards the vegetable market, always feeling that someone was following her all the way, she poked out her mind and swept it, and found that it was actually the hair of the thief's eyebrows!