Three days later, the national teacher sent the results of the divination.

The hexagram shows that the woman with the koi imprint appeared in a small fishing village on the northeast coast.

The sea area of the Yuan Qi Kingdom is vast, and I don't know how many villages are located on the northeast coast, what is the difference between this hexagram and not.

Song Qirui felt that he was teased by this bull-nosed old way, and he was just about to get angry, but the national teacher knelt down very presciently.

"Your Highness, Poor Dao has a clever plan to solve your urgent needs today." The national teacher was dripping in a cold sweat, waiting for Song Qirui to speak.

Song Qirui suppressed his anger, and his voice was lazy, "Speak." ”

"If our door-to-door visits are too cumbersome and too loud, we should let them take the initiative to dedicate themselves to it."

This national teacher has no strengths, and this kind of idea of harming others and not benefiting himself comes easily.

After listening to the national teacher's plan, the gloom on his face finally dissipated, and he got up and said: "This matter is up to you, if there is no eyebrow within three months, this king will let you change your seat." ”

The national teacher bowed in fear. Today's saint is not religious, and his current status depends on Song Qirui's up and down, and he regrets a little that in order to please Song Qirui, he pulled out such a fictitious koi woman.

Originally, he thought that the world was so big, there would always be one or two women with koi imprints, and when the time came, they would be captured and given to King Yan.

Unexpectedly, his plan was poking Song Qirui's heart, and his anti-heart was stirred out.

The national teacher originally thought that if this woman couldn't find it for ten days, and if she couldn't find it for ten days, she would look for it for a year, but who knew that Song Qirui was impatient and forced them to find out the person.

The national teacher was miserable, and after three days of working behind closed doors, he finally came up with such a lie again.

In three months' time, if no one can be found, his head will probably have to move.

Song Qirui saw that his eyes were erratic, and he refused to answer for a long time, so he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?" Is there a problem with the national teacher? ”

If you really can't find someone born with a koi imprint, you can use the tattoo technique to forge one, if King Yan is really anti-hearted, such a woman is just icing on the cake.

He kowtowed to thanksgiving, received the will, returned to the house for a little repair, and then rushed to the destination with a group of disciples.

Wu Shuang found that most of the bean dregs left over from making tofu were wasted, and the part he could eat was limited, and the method of making bean dregs here was simply to steam it in a pot, and then dip it in salt water or eat it as a staple side dish.

The rest were either dumped or fed to the animals.

Wu Shuang looked at the pots of bean dregs and sighed with pity.

The small kitchen of Ergou's house has become a small tofu factory, because the place is not big enough, and a wall has been specially opened, a shed has been erected on the roof, and a piece has been extended to the yard, which is connected with the erected stone mill.

The donkey of the Wu family was turning blindfolded, while Song Qingyuan was standing on the side, and from time to time when the donkey passed by, he took a straw whip and gently whipped it on it.

He saw that Wu Shuang snatched the pot of bean dregs that was about to be poured out, and asked, "What do you want this thing for?" ”

To be honest, the people around them are tired of eating this thing these days, and everyone was reluctant to throw it away at first, after all, they all came from the days of lack of food and clothing, and the bark and grass roots can be hungry when there is nothing to eat, and it is a pity that such a good thing is thrown away, but after eating it for more than half a month, everyone can't stand it.

Wu Shuang took this pot of bean dregs home, and when she arrived in the kitchen, she divided them into two parts, one was put into the oil pot and fried, then poured in water, added wild vegetables dug from the mountain, added salt, monosodium glutamate, and pepper powder, and a bowl of delicious bean dregs was ready.

The other is made into okara cake, stir the bean dregs with chopped wild vegetables, add two or three eggs, ingredients, salt, light soy sauce to taste, smear a small amount of oil at the bottom of the pot to preheat, and then spread the adjusted bean dregs into a circle in the pot until golden brown on both sides.

After finishing it, Wu Shuang tasted one by herself and felt that this craft was simply amazing.

When they went to the town to deliver tofu, Wu Shuang took the finished bean dregs and bean dregs cakes, and arrived at He Xinglou, Song Qingyuan was responsible for delivering the goods with her buddies, and she set up a stall not far from He Xinglou.

Those who ate it were full of praise, and the two wooden basins quickly bottomed out.

Wu Shuang was so busy that she collected money for a while, and handed things to people for a while, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming, "Miss Wu, how did you sell things to the opposite side of my He Xinglou, isn't this to rob my business." ”

Wu Shuang looked up and saw that it was Boss Wang, she was just waiting for Song Qingyuan's time to see if she could sell it, but she didn't expect that she couldn't stop at the beginning.

Wu Shuang cleaned up her things while accompanying her, "I'm sorry Boss Wang, next time I'll go farther, and besides, you sell high-end wine and food, I'm a street snack, how can I grab your business." ”

Boss Wang handed her a few copper coins, "Bring me a bowl to taste." ”

There was only a pot bottom left of the bean dregs dish, and Wu Shuang was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you make another one and send it to you in person?" ”

Boss Wu insisted, "That's it." ”

Wu Shuang had no choice but to give him a bowl of the bottom of the basin and hand it over.

Song Qingyuan came out of the delivery, and saw that Wu Shuang was embarrassed by Boss Wang, and just about to step forward, he saw Boss Wang finish drinking, smack his lips, and suddenly smiled.

The seriousness on his face disappeared, and his body bowed slightly, with a little flattery, "Miss Wu has such good craftsmanship, even things like bean dregs can turn decay into magic, why bother selling on the street, you come to my restaurant, I will give you the position of the spoon, and the price is as you like." ”

This reversal Wu Shuang did not expect.

Song Qingyuan frowned slightly when he heard this, he didn't want Wu Shuang to show his face, just wanted to step forward, but his footsteps stopped again, after all, this is Wu Shuang's own business, what right does he have to decide for her.

He stood still and watched the situation unfold.

The town is far from the village, and the business of the restaurant usually does not stop until the end of the day, if she stays until then and then goes home, it is dark and the road is far away, I am afraid that something will happen.

Wu Shuang shirked, "My house is too far away, this is not appropriate." ”

Boss Wang recognized that Wu Shuang was a talent, and he admired her knife work when he saw her sliced fish before, but at that time, she was only a fisherman's girl/used to doing these jobs, and naturally practice makes perfect.

Later, I saw that she could also adjust the snail to taste, and the admiration in her heart was more, and now it seems that as long as it is something that can be eaten, she has a way to cook differently, if such a person does not leave her in the restaurant, wouldn't it be a great loss?

Boss Wang pleaded again and again, and even offered to provide accommodation for Wu Shuang, but now Song Qingyuan stopped doing it, he stepped forward and pulled Wu Shuang, "A girl has a home and doesn't go back, what's the matter if she lives alone in the town." ”

Boss Wang's gaze wandered between the two, stroked his beard, and understood.

He hurriedly apologized, "It's that I didn't think about it well, it was abrupt, so in this way, anyway, you have to come over every day, if you are free, you will cook a table of dishes in my restaurant, if you are not available, then go and come back quickly, I will not stop you, how about it?" ”

"One table a day?" Wu Shuang asked.

Boss Wang obviously had a plan, nodded and said, "Yes, there is only one table a day." ”

Wu Shuangxin said in his heart This method is wonderful, Boss Wang is really a good person.

"Hunger marketing" is a self-taught tactic, and if he lets out the wind from now on and says that there is a cook who cooks very delicious dishes and only makes one table a day, even if he is driven by this freshness, there will be people vying to book a table.

If there is one thing in this world that is the most heart-wrenching, it is "not gained" and "lost".

Everyone is vying to book a table, it seems that He Xinglou seems to be overcrowded, and who doesn't want to try a place with good business, so that it can be spread ten or ten.

It's a pity that this town is too small, if it were a bigger place, maybe He Xinglou wouldn't be what it is today.

Boss Wang gave a generous reward, and Wu Shuang was moved when she heard it, but she was just passing by, who would not earn money if she had money.

She immediately responded, "Okay, that's it, but this table can't have more than ten dishes." She added one at the end.

If someone makes a table full of people, she must not die.

Boss Wang smiled and nodded again and again, "I asked people to prepare a set of ingredients that are commonly prepared in the store, and if you see what else is needed, we will fill it immediately, and when the time comes, I will set a menu, and I will list it." ”

On the way back, Song Qingyuan praised her, "I can't see that you are still a good material for trading." ”

Wu Shuang regretted, "It's been so long since you saw Song Gongzi, this look is not good, I'm afraid I don't want to find a Lang Zhong to see." ”

As he was talking, he saw a group of people around the entrance of the market, Wu Shuang jumped out of the car and looked curiously.

Song Qingyuan said with a smile: "If you want to go, go there, I'll wait for you here." ”

He was in a hurry, and it was not easy to get into the crowd.

Wu Shuang nodded, and followed the gap into the front row.

Among them are a few Taoist people who are playing tricks, using some old-fashioned techniques, what can bring the dead back to life, connect yin and yang, but find a few nurseries to perform in front of everyone.

It's a pity that she knows that most people believe it, and some even kneel down in the street.

It was a ragged old grandmother, and when the old grandmother saw these Taoist priests, she seemed to see a living bodhisattva, and begged them to save her seriously ill grandson.

The Taoist priest at the head said, "As long as you can enter our association and serve the gods sincerely, there will be a divine doctor to treat your child." ”

Wu Shuang was furious and persuaded the grandmother, "Grandma, your grandson has to see a doctor when he is sick, they should cheat you out of money next, let you pay money to join the club, and ask you to buy this and that, then it will delay your grandson's illness, if you have this money, you might as well hire a good man for him." ”

As soon as he heard about taking money, the people around him started talking.

Everyone's attitude is different, some are convinced, and feel that there is nothing wrong with serving the gods, and some are more shrewd, and when they hear the payment, they become vigilant, and refuse to believe it again, faintly with the intention of leaving.