On the second day, Mingyue put the tiger skin in the basket, cleaned herself up, and changed into her daughter's outfit again.

Mingyue looked at her reflection in the basin, and even she was a little uncomfortable with her own outfit, in the county, I am afraid that except for Wei Zhixing, no one else would recognize herself.

Mingyue happily put the basket on her back, got on the ox cart of Uncle Niu's house, set off to Chaoyang County, and went directly to Zhenweifang, or the shopkeeper who received him last time, but the last time we met, it was a gray men's clothes, this time it was a clean women's clothes, but the treatment was completely different. When she was wearing women's clothes, she was asked to the bottom of the matter, and finally reluctantly passed on Luo Ping to be able to meet, Mingyue finally knew why Luo Ping left the fan to her, it turned out to be a worship sticker.

The shopkeeper directly led Mingyue to a small room, the room is not big, it should not be a big kitchen for cooking in Zhenweifang, but it responds to the sentence "Although the sparrow is small, it has all the organs".

Luo Ping stood in front of the wide long platform, there was a cutting board on the platform, and there was a soft lying on the cutting board, slowly squirming with tentacles, so frightened that Luo Ping opened his hands as if surrendering, and held a peach-heart-shaped knife in his left hand, looking at the strange guy on the chopping board in a panic, staring at him with big eyes, at a loss, and a picture of wanting to start but not daring to start.

Mingyue couldn't help but smile, looked at Luo Ping and said, "They all say 'gentleman is far away from the kitchen', but you are doing the opposite!" ”

Luo Ping pouted helplessly and said: "Do a line of love, open a treasure shop can't eat, can't do, how can you make customers willing to pay money!" ”

Mingyue nodded approvingly, and pointed to the double bun on her head suspiciously: "Don't you wonder that I'm a woman?" ”

Luo Ping smiled meaninglessly, waved his hand to the shopkeeper behind him, and the shopkeeper left, Luo Ping said lightly: "In my place, women are much safer than men." ”

"Much safer?" Mingyue heard this fresh statement for the first time, and approached Luo Ping without thinking that the pestle, and when she looked at the things on the chopping board, she bent over with a very unsympathetic smile, and pointed to the things on the chopping board with a smile: "Luo Ping, you, are you going to divide the body of the cuttlefish five horses, no, it is the body of eight horses?" ”

On the cutting board is a fresh and agile cuttlefish, the flesh is shiny, the antennae are flexible, I don't know if it is because Luo Ping is afraid of the mollusc fish, or in order to facilitate the disposal, the eight tentacles of the cuttlefish are tied by eight black threads, pulling respectively, the cuttlefish is turning over and over the antennae, and the upper body is stained black with black juice.

"Huh? This thing is called cuttlefish? Have you seen it? Have you ever eaten it?" Luo Ping's eyes flashed, shining like a star.

Mingyue said complacently: "That's natural, not bragging, as a senior homebody foodie, the kung fu on paper is perfect, if you don't make a move, you will hurt people!" ”

Luo Ping snorted softly, full of disbelief. This expression greatly hurt Mingyue's self-esteem, and she had the intention to show off, but her eyes rolled and said, "Is there any money for cooking?" ”

Luo Ping nodded fiercely, quite conscious of being slaughtered and fattened.

Luo Ping was so generous and generous, but let Mingyue twist it, and embarrassedly took the knife in Luo Ping's hand and said: "I'm joking with you, good brothers, good partners, naturally they don't distinguish each other, I helped you deal with it, it's just that there are several ways to make this cuttlefish, which can be made on an iron plate barbecue, spicy and crispy, suitable for teenagers to fight moraine; You can braise the cuttlefish, the taste is into the meat, and it is suitable for adults to drink with wine...... It can be stewed in a cup, soft and glutinous soup is fresh, suitable for middle-aged and elderly people to drink soup to warm their stomachs......"

Luo Ping looked at Mingyue with bright eyes, and said with a look of worship: "How did you do it?" ”

Mingyue's small chest was straight, and she talked eloquently, and said magnificently: "This iron plate barbecue has to be made of iron plates....... Oh, no ironclad, give up...... This braised cuttlefish...... Oh, no soy sauce, give it up......" The voice became quieter and quieter, and finally it was almost nothing, like mosquitoes buzzing in the ears.

Luo Ping's eyes became smaller and smaller the more he listened, and he was about to squint into a slit, but the laugh lines at the corners of his mouth were getting bigger and bigger, and he had a posture of never giving up until he reached the root of his ears.

Luo Ping's attitude greatly frustrated Mingyue's self-esteem, and his voice suddenly quibbled like thunder: "I really don't blame me!" It's that your kitchen is too simple, the ingredients are not enough, and the seasonings are not complete. ”

The corners of Luo Ping's mouth twitched, looking at the dozens of seasoning jars on the stove and the ingredients of dozens of bamboo baskets under the stove, it was the first time he heard someone say that he had incomplete ingredients and seasonings here.

The man didn't say anything, just looked at Mingyue with a smile on his face, like a doting big brother listening to the excuses of his sister who made a mistake.

Mingyue continued to say in a surprising voice: "This last dish is high, big, and top!! If you succeed, it's your ladder to the sky! Being selected by the emperor to be the boss of the imperial restaurant is a matter of hand-to-hand capture!! No matter how incomplete the material is, it's really an opportunity to slip through my fingers, and I really don't blame me!! Listen up: Abalone, razor clams, sea cucumbers, and scallops? Oh, you don't know, it's a kind of software with a shell ......"

Luo Ping opened a large bucket next to him, the big bucket was divided into ten small grids, and several kinds of guys were fished out from the grid with a large fence with a leaky eye, not only abalone, but also oysters, sea cucumbers, and sea urchins........ It's like a seafood feast.

Mingyue couldn't help but raise her big finger, remembering the geographical location of Qi State, and couldn't help but wonder: "No, isn't Qi Country located in the hinterland of the land route?" How can there be seafood? ”

Luo Ping's eyes flickered and said vaguely: "The people take food as the sky, I am a food business, so I naturally have my channels and methods." ”

Mingyue snorted lightly, not to be outdone, and counterattacked: "Ghost Caixin, if it was so easy to do it before, why wouldn't you do anything?" At first glance, he is a seafood rookie. ”

Luo Ping threw the things in the fence into a basin according to Mingyue's instructions, but his body was far away, and his eyes were small, and the discerning person knew at a glance that he was afraid of soft creatures.

Mingyue continued: "What about the pigeons? Is there a ......." Luo Ping quickly grabbed a pigeon with flapping wings from the cage.

Mingyue was dumbfounded, threw a roll of her eyes and said, "Listen to me, I mean, pigeon eggs." ”

Luo Ping stuffed the pigeon back into the cage and took out a few pigeon eggs from which basket.

"Ribs ......."

"Pork belly ......."

"Deer tendon ......."

"Shiitake ......"

......

Dozens of ingredients down, Luo Ping was exhausted, holding an old hen in his hand, the old hen opened his beak and claws at him, he was angry at Mingyue, and smashed the hen's head with a rolling pin, and the hen suddenly "gurgled" twice and fainted.

Luo Ping pointed at Mingyue with a rolling pin, panting and pouting: "Yin Mingyue, are you sure, are you sure you're not playing with me?" Even the Eight Treasures of Imperial Diet are not so blindly tossed, do you not know how to do it at all? If you dare to say one more ingredient, I'll make you like this old hen. ”

Mingyue pouted and said, "Alas, if you are lacking, you will be lacking, but there is one thing that cannot be missing......"

The rolling pin in Luo Ping's hand was raised, his eyes were full of threatening taste, Mingyue swallowed his saliva, and said stubbornly: "It is rice or wine made of sticky rice, it is indispensable, and it must be used for seasoning, and it must have ......."

Seeing that Luo Ping's face was not right, and the "weapon" in his hand was about to move, Mingyue hurriedly changed his words: "You can also have no ......"

Luo Ping's eyes narrowed, his voice was as calm as ever, and his tone was a threat without a trace: "Now, can you do it?" ”

Mingyue nodded wildly like an old hen who had just been beaten, picked up a soup cup, and placed the ingredients in it step by step, when the last step was completed, Luo Ping really found a small jar of glutinous rice wine, and the ingredients of the Buddha jumping over the wall were nine out of five. Seal the jar and steam it in a large steamer.

Because it was going to be steamed for more than two hours, the two went to the private room in the backyard where they had been last time.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the small foot door of the suite in the house open, and the shopkeeper walked out of it, holding a knife in his hand, flying and turning flowers on his fingertips, the knife flashed, and played beautifully.

The knife is divided into two parts, the handle is a thin iron bar, covered with a leather handle, the blade is peach-shaped, small and rounded, the blade is sharp and cold, and the whole blade is one and a half palms long for a man.

This knife has just been seen by Mingyue, and it is exactly the same as the knife that Luo Ping wants to "divide the body of the eight horses" of the cuttlefish.

Mingyue looked at the shopkeeper with a knife with envy, and applauded happily: "Shopkeeper, real people don't show their faces, they don't show their faces, they don't show their faces, you actually have such a kung fu!" Like Xiao Li's flying knife, can you teach me, I have a lot of energy, and I am not bad at hitting stones......"

Luo Ping frowned slightly, shook his head at the shopkeeper imperceptibly, the shopkeeper stretched out five fingers, and then said goodbye to Mingyue with a smile.

"Hey, don't go, give a happy word whether to accept it or not......."

Luo Ping pressed Mingyue to the table with a smile, poured a glass of water and said: "Recognize the master everywhere, maybe when your 'hodgepodge' comes out, he will call you a master, what he practices is not a flying knife, it is a flower frame that is practiced by cutting meat and vegetables, what to learn!" ”

As soon as I heard that Luo Ping said that he was making a hodgepodge, Mingyue was unhappy and retorted: "Don't look down on the 'hodgepodge', its name is shiny and dazzling, called 'Fu Shou Quan', which is auspicious and auspicious, Fu Shou Shuangquan, the meat is soft and tender, the soup is rich and fragrant, the meat is not greasy, dozens of ingredients penetrate and intertwine with each other, it is a rare delicacy in the world." There was once a poem, 'the altar opens the meat incense and floats in the neighborhood, and the Buddha hears the abandonment of Zen and jumps over the wall", so it is also called the Buddha jumping over the wall. ”

Luo Ping couldn't help but smile, the taste of the dish is unknown, it sounds like it makes the mouth fragrant and the tongue is full of relish, and these two names, that is, funny and elegant, can cater to the rich and noble people's yearning for "happiness and longevity", this alone is enough to make people want to enjoy it, if the taste is good, it will really be as Mingyue said, one step to the sky.

Luo Ping's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy in his heart, perhaps, the taste of this dish is worse, because he doesn't seek to ascend to the sky, he just wants to be stable and peaceful in his life, and it is better to have no waves than stormy waves.

Talking about the color of the dishes, Luo Ping picked up the teacup, touched the wall of the bowl, felt that the temperature was just right, and naturally handed it to Mingyue, Mingyue picked it up, and the cow drank it all up, but it didn't taste any tea at all.