A poached egg, half a bowl of knife-cut noodles, two pieces of pig's trotters, and a large spoonful of noodle soup with cabbage leaves were just filled with a large bowl and handed it to Steward Wang.

"Steward Wang, don't put salt if the meat jelly is salty, if the taste is not enough, you can add some spicy sauce, you can use it slowly!" Ziyu is neither humble nor arrogant.

Steward Wang nodded secretly, and took a sip of soup and couldn't help but speed up his eating.

A group of men not far away swallowed their saliva when they saw it, but they didn't take the initiative to ask for food.

Ziyu put the wooden basin on the ground, filled half a bowl of noodles with eggs and a piece of pig's trotters and put it on the basin, and put a spoon on it.

"Xiao Luo, eat slowly!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Ziluo, who no longer asked to wash her hands, puffed out her small mouth and blew at the steaming bowl.

The purple jade noodles are poured into a large basin with soup and noodles without changing color, and a scoop of water is added to the pot.

She proudly lifted the hem of her cotton robe and squatted by the fire to eat.

Seeing this, the unfinished steward shook his head with a smile and talked to Ziyu.

"Little brother, your soup is good, you have extra selling points for us.

None of our old men know how to cook, and the taste is hard to describe.

Otherwise, you can help us cook, and the food and safety along the way will be covered by the caravan, don't you think? ”

Ziyu, who quickly resolved the last bite of soup, wiped his mouth and shook his head.

"Steward Wang, let me cook for one or two people, if you have more, you won't be able to master the heat, and maybe it will be even more unpalatable.

Besides, there is a small one that can't be separated from people at all.

The soup is very easy to make, you can buy your own ingredients and boil as much as you want, and it is very convenient to go out. ”

Ziyu took out a little grass ash and rubbed the bowl, and washed it with the hot water in the pot.

"The boiling of meat jelly is very simple, I use big bones, chicken, pig's feet, and I want to add more meat skin if I want to have enough oil and water.

After removing the blood foam, add green onion and ginger white wine to boil, simmer over low heat until the meat is soft and rotten, and let it freeze overnight. ”

Steward Wang was afraid that he would not be able to remember, so he read it twice to Ziyu to confirm that it was correct before he thanked him.

"Little brother, remember your love brother, don't call me Wang in charge, just call me Brother Wang.

If you need help to catch a car, just say that it's not easy for you to be alone with a child.

When you leave tomorrow morning, go to the middle, I will let Xiao Wu arrange it for you, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask him directly. ”

Ziyu didn't expect a simple meat jelly, and this treatment, she can be regarded as inside!

"Thank you Brother Wang for taking care of you!"

…

The snow fell on his body and soon melted away, and the caravan men went into the tents one after another to rest, and four men on night guard the fire.

Refill the water and firewood, throw the remaining eggs into it and boil, take the night pot in the car and take Xiao Luo to a dark place to release water.

When I came back, I saw that the water in the pot was boiling, scooped half a scoop of water out and poured it into a special small footbasin, and wiped Xiao Luo's face and feet.

After cleaning up the little fart and putting it in the carriage, Ziyu had time to clean up outside.

Stretching out the canopy in front of it and covering the mules with an old quilt to keep them warm, this series of people who watched the night laughed.

When Ziyu was cleaned up, the eggs in the pot were cooked, and the remaining water naturally became face and foot washing water.

Ziyu took out two small copper stoves, sandwiched them into a carbon fire, buried two pieces of charcoal, and added half a pot of water to the pot with the remaining fire.

After packing up the odds and ends, Ziyu carried the eggs and the small stove to the mule cart, and she casually glanced at a faceless carriage.

The howling north wind mixed with snow particles, and the crackling of the tarpaulin.

After getting on the train, Ziyu disappeared into the carriage with the sleeping Xiao Luo in her arms, and appeared in the carriage on time at the end of the year.

…

Before dawn, the group started again, and the hurried road was cold and boring, and it was ten days after they arrived at Hegu City without incident.

The caravan had to stay here for two days to purchase special products to sell along the way, and Ziyu also had to replenish supplies.

At Xiao Wu's suggestion, Ziyu bought thirty pieces of lambskins from the local abundance at the price of one tael of silver.

A large roll was bundled together, and Ziyu carried it on his shoulder heroically, and Xiao Wuzhi nodded.

The price of local mutton is cheaper than pork, and Ziyu likes to eat mutton, so she bought two to kill in front of Xiao Wu.

I won't let go of my favorite haggis, but I was given a big pot by the boss as a filthy thing.

Ziyu looked at a large pot of unwashed haggis, and her head was as big as a bucket in an instant, this thing is delicious but not easy to wash!

"Hahaha, this thing is for dogs, who will eat that thing!" Xiao Wu scoffed.

"Little Fifth Brother, you'd better not eat it then!" Ziyu said lightly, which made Xiao Wu immediately stop his mouth.

"Little brother, brother, that's a joke!"

After ten days of traveling together, the men in the caravan did not admire Ziyu, who knew more things at a young age than those of them who ran merchants all year round.

…

"The meat and haggis are in your charge, send them to the inn and ask two women to help clean them, and have a haggis soup pot in the evening."

Xiao Wu shuddered, but he didn't dare to refuse, and a mutton soup pot on a cold day was guaranteed to be warm.

He knows very well that if he wants to eat the dishes made by his little brother, not everyone can do it.

Ziyu rented a donkey cart, watched Xiao Wu leave with his things, and led Ziluo back to the mutton stall and whispered.

"Boss, I want a hundred slaughtered sheep tomorrow morning, and the haggis must be cleaned."

"How much do you say?"

The mutton stall owner didn't believe his ears, and looked at the gloomy sky again, but the sun was not out.

"100, can you trade here at the beginning of the day?"

"For the transaction, pay a deposit of ten taels first."

"Five taels."

After Ziyu counted out five silver barley, she got a receipt written by the mutton stall owner, and the crooked words were really unrecognizable without a little eyesight.

Because she had to let people clean the haggis, Ziyu didn't suppress the price of mutton, and 15 wen a pound of meat was already very cheap in her eyes.

After turning around, she didn't find the beef she wanted to buy, Ziyu knew the important position of cultivating cattle in this dynasty, and could only express her deep regrets.

…

When she returned to the inn and saw that the haggis had not been cleaned, Ziyu instructed the invited woman to re-clean it twice before she was satisfied.

The woman was dressed in patched clothes, and the thin cotton clothes were clumped together to stop the cold, and her hands were even more red from the cold.

Trembling, he bent his waist, his eyes timidly held the placket of his clothes, and he looked at Ziyu with low eyebrows.

"Ding Ding ~ Dang Dong!"

Twenty copper plates, with two deformed silver beans, fell into the woman's robe.

"Let's go!" Ziyu dislikes authenticity.

"Gongzi Xie!" The woman alertly hid the silver beans in her sleeve and held the copper plate to thank her.

…

That night, the inn kitchen wafted out a unique aroma of mutton, which hooked some people's appetite fingers.

Fat but not fat, fragrant in the mouth, with a special dipping sauce, a table and a big pot are not enough to grab.

The milky white soup boiling on the charcoal fire, boiled with radish and cabbage is also a rare delicacy.

"Little brother, it's a pity that you don't open a wine shop with your craft!" The king's steward, who had eaten and drunk enough, praised him from the bottom of his heart.