After that, he pinched a little with his hand and put it in his mouth to taste, and was full of praise: "Well, it's refreshing and soft, it's really good!"

"But."

Da Yang was praised inexplicably: "Qiange, I didn't do anything."

What!

She pointed to the eggplant on the table, "This, you didn't do it?"

Dayang shook his head.

That's weird.

In addition to her and Da Yang, there is Xiao Yang in the whole family, but Xiao Yang can't cook. What's more, the whole courtyard is still silent now, who did it.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, and followed by a delicate face in front of me.

"Miss, thank you for yesterday's incident."

For this person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Mu Qiange almost didn't recognize it.

Fortunately, the black mole on her face was very conspicuous, and she frowned: "You are ...... The little beggar who fell across from my house the day before yesterday? ”

She nodded generously: "The grace of saving my life, I can't repay it, it's better for me to work here, oh, you don't need to be paid, you just need to add a place to sleep for three meals a day."

Hearing her such shameless words, Mu Qiange was about to be laughed at angrily.

"Listen to what you mean, still rely on my family? That's not repaying kindness, it's repaying virtue with resentment. I see you'd better pack up and go! ”

The little beggar was not in a hurry: "Miss, as the saying goes, save people to the end, I see that you are also short of manpower for this restaurant, so why don't you let me come, really, I will do anything."

"Who told you I was short of manpower?"

Mu Qiange snorted coldly and raised his chin: "Tell you, I don't lack anything here, I just lack money!" So I don't have that spare money to support idlers. ”

"I've been here for a few days now, and I see that in addition to braised vegetables, your store is a bit of a home-cooked meal. Miss, whether it is a restaurant or a restaurant, you need a good cook, otherwise it won't last long. Unless, you plan to sell braised vegetables all the time, but this thing is very easy to learn, when the time comes, will your restaurant still be the same as it is now? ”

Da Yang was a little nervous, stood up and walked to her side and whispered, "You hurry up, don't talk nonsense here."

She is a kind-hearted person, and she is afraid that this little beggar will not really make Mu Qiange angry, and she will be beaten out.

The little beggar was neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you for this big brother, but I believe that the young lady is a person who understands and should be able to distinguish the pros and cons."

"Huh."

Mu Qiange turned his head, looked at her with a pair of apricot eyes and anger, and said in a cold tone: "Listening to your words, the tone is not small, is why should I believe your words?"

"It's easy!"

The little beggar pointed to the dishes on the table: "This garlic eggplant is a stone to ask for directions, if you think the taste is acceptable, it is better to give me all the food within three days, within three days, if you can't turn over the silver, I will leave without saying a word." If I can flip it for you, how about you leave me to help with the cooking? ”

"So

Sister Qiange, did you really agree? ”

Xiao Yang glanced back at Cai Wei, who was busy in the kitchen, frowned unconsciously, and lowered his voice: "Sister Qiange, you are too careless, all cats and dogs are left at home." If the guests don't eat well, but smash our signboard, it's not us who is in trouble. ”

Xiao Yang's appearance was very funny, but Mu Qiange still comforted: "Don't worry, your eldest brother is still in the kitchen, besides, I have tasted her craftsmanship, it is indeed good."

"Big brother is in the kitchen too?"

Xiao Yang was stunned: "It's not that he doesn't like to go into the kitchen."

"It's strange to say, didn't Cai Wei make a garlic eggplant yesterday, and your eldest brother drank two bowls of millet porridge with that.

Anyway, there is Cai Wei in the kitchen, I just stayed in the front hall to greet guests, and Brother Yang couldn't help but follow him to help in the kitchen, so I could stop by to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this Cai Wei. ”

In the kitchen, the little beggar, no, Cai Wei is busy.

She first cut the white siad into thin strips and put it in the basin, added sugar, kneaded it vigorously with vinegar, rubbed out the juice and twisted it into a twist shape by hand, carefully put it into the mud pot, and poured all the juice into it.

"Sister Qiange, what is she doing, a good Bai Xiang, she is wasted."

Saying that, Xiao Yang was about to rush in to stop him, but was stopped by Mu Qiange.

"Don't worry, let's take a look."

According to Cai Wei, she was originally a cook in the Shangshu family of the Southern Dynasty, and because she did not want to move south with the imperial court, she wanted to return to Qingzhou to find relatives. I didn't want my father and brother to have died in battle, so I had no choice but to beg, but fortunately I was saved by Mu Qiange, so I wanted to stay and repay my kindness.

If it weren't for the garlic eggplant in the morning that really amazed her taste buds, Mu Qiange couldn't easily agree.

"Sister Qiange, Sister Qiange."

Xiao Yang hurriedly tugged at her sleeve, very nervous: "Look, she's starting to trouble our things again."

In her opinion, the one who is called poor and rich is a trickster. Who can stand such a bad practice, but Sister Qiange, whom he admires the most, still believes it.

Mu Qiange squinted his eyes, and in the kitchen, Cai Wei turned out some soaked dried mushrooms and put them in the pot to boil.

"That was when my eldest brother and I went into the mountains to pick it last year, and the Communist Party got such a point, and she was thrown into the water!"

Seeing this, Xiao Yang couldn't hold back any longer, rushed in and picked up the colander and went to rescue the fungi in the pot. While fishing, he was indignant: "Whose mushrooms can be cooked in it like this, and the cook, I think it's a liar, hurry up!"

Cai Wei was not in a hurry, and stopped Xiao Yang's movements in front of her: "I'm making soup with mushrooms, and I can use it at noon."

took the colander in Xiao Yang's hand, and put the mushrooms that Xiao Yang scooped up back into the pot one by one, explaining: "It is delicious to stir-fry vegetables with lard to make soup, but now that the weather is hot, the appetite is not very good. Second, the lard is easy to solidify if you put it a little, and it is not very good-looking

。 The soup made with mushrooms has a unique umami flavor, and the food is delicious. ”

Mu Qiange looked at her with a serious expression: "Are you really confident?"

"Yes!"

Cai Wei looked at her and smiled: "Don't worry, I am sure of my craft!"

"That's good." Mu Qiange nodded: "Three days, these three days, I won't interfere with what you do." But if you can't reach it, don't blame me for not being emotional. ”

"It's a deal!"

Xiao Yang was so angry that he was about to bite the handkerchief in his hand, and he only told Da Yang to be on guard, for fear that this Cai Wei would be bad.

Unexpectedly, the business in the store miraculously increased, and on the third day, before the meal was served, the tables in the entire hall were full.

You must know that it is not the day when the caravan comes to Shu, and many people who come here are endless, and Mu Qiange is overjoyed to see it.

Yicheng Shang pasta, in the noodles love to study, Cai Wei opened up a new way, made many exquisite side dishes to match the pasta. In particular, the few refreshing cold dishes she made have become a signature. Whether it's a drink or a noodle eater, they love to order two plates. It's not expensive, it's delicious, and it's affordable.

In the past, there were many merchants in this shop, whether it was from Shaluo or the north, but in the past few days, the people of Shu have also begun to come and go frequently.

"Sister Qiange."

Xiao Yang stretched out his thumb: "Don't say it, this little is called Huazi, and there are really two hits."

"What do you call Hanako, it's rude." Mu Qiange slapped his hand, not angry: "The name of the person is Cai Wei."

"Cut, if you want me to say, this name is not good, it's all so down, and it's still picking roses. No, let's ask for food, if we don't take it in......"

"Gotta get it!"

Mu Qiange now has a headache when she hears Xiao Yang's mouth, and she doesn't know who she is so damaged, so she really has to give her a good wrench.

"I want wine over there, you hurry up and get it."

"Hey!"

Xiao Yang happily passed over with the wine jug, looking at her beautiful appearance, the smile on Mu Qiange's face gradually faded.

In the evening, the tavern finally quieted down, but at this moment, the atmosphere in the small tavern was also a little tense.

Around a long table of ashwagandha, Mu Qiange sat in the center, the two Dayang brothers sat at the bottom, and the opposite stood Cai Wei.

She has already settled the account, and in the past three days, the store has not counted brine, and it is four or five times more than the usual income.

Not to mention that the pickled white siad on the first day of Cai Wei also tasted, and today Da Yang took some out of the live five flowers to make stuffing buns, and the result was very popular, and all the three baskets of steaming were sold out.

"Picking rose."

Mu Qiange looked at her with a smile and affirmed: "You won this bet."

Cai Wei's face relaxed slightly, and before she could show her face, she continued: "It's just that I still can't use you."

Now,

The whole family wondered.

Cai Wei doesn't need to be paid, as long as she has three meals a day and a place to stay. The last thing his tavern lacked now was a place to live, and she could be placed anywhere.

Isn't this just a matter of letting the God of Wealth go?

Cai Wei was also quite puzzled: "Since you have recognized my craft, why don't you let me stay?"

Mu Qiange didn't say much, but pushed a plate of dishes in the middle.

It is said to be a dish, but it is actually a plate of dishes that have been cut but not yet processed.

"What does that mean?"

Xiao Yang pinched one of the radishes, looked at it for a long time and didn't see the flowers, and put it in again.

"Cai Wei, I remember you said that you are the cook lady in Shangshu Mansion, because your family is in Qingzhou and you don't want to go south, so you left Shangshu Mansion."

"Yes."

Mu Qiange smiled, and in an instant, his tone changed suddenly.

"You're lying!"

With her words, Cai Wei's eyes flashed suddenly, and the palms hanging on her sleeves clenched unconsciously.

Pinched the vegetables on the plate, stopped at an angle that everyone could see, and then said slowly:

"Being able to cut out this kind of uneven size knife work is said to be a scholar's house, and it is to be the chef of my family, which is not satisfactory. Cai Wei, I don't know what your purpose is, but I don't keep dishonest people in my family! “

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

Isn't it, the radish slices in this plate are thick and thick, and thin and thin. When I think about it, these days, all the picks and roses are torn eggplants or cut into sections, and knife work is rarely used.

It turned out that he was afraid of exposure.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Da Yang's deep eyes, and Xiao Yang looked at her with a little unkindness.

Da Yang sat there without saying a word, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Just when the whole scene could be heard silently, Qionghua slowly spoke.

"Miss probably has some misunderstanding of the word cook."

She raised her head and smiled: "What I'm going to say next, if I wasn't born in a powerful family, I just think it's incredible." In fact, when I first entered the house, I was also taken aback. ”

Mu Qiange raised his eyebrows: "As long as you say the truth, we can distinguish the rest."

"That's good."

Cai Wei picked up the teacup in front of her, moistened her throat, and then said softly:

"The cook is indeed a cook, but not only the one who cooks is called a cook. In the past, in the capital, there was once a wealthy family who specially invited a cook to cook for himself at a high price. Unexpectedly, the cook had never touched oil and salt at all, let alone cooked vegetables. ”

(End of chapter)