"It's the taste, it's not cold, it's hot, it's more delicious, and the meat is soft." A village elder followed the evaluation.

Ducks are suitable for all ages, and the village occasionally makes them for the old and the young.

The shopkeeper was now unable to judge the identity of a group of people, and he asked with a shy look on his face, "Why is it hot when it's cold?" ”

The lieutenant took over: "It's better to re-roast, you won't." Well...... Make a box out of slate, make a shelf out of iron, put the duck on it, add fire under the box, take it out when it's hot, and brush it with a layer of sesame oil. ”

He wanted to use fruit wood, but he was worried about leaks, so he simply changed the way, and the village baked bread and cakes.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." When the shopkeeper heard this, he turned around and ran down, and there was one in the slate shop.

Find someone to fight, use wire hoops to make a box, and then make a shelf, he wants to try it, if it is successful, the roast duck he gets can increase the price.

The villagers ate slowly, and when the men saw that the distinguished guests did not drive away, they stood aside and watched a piece of duck meat.

The shopkeeper has a hot duck, beckoning the guys to go down, everyone tastes it, and sees if there is any difference between it and the cold one.

In the past, if there was no roast duck that could not be sold, he would eat it with his buddies, mainly because it was expensive.

He sold 500 wen to the people in Xiaqiu Village and earned 50 wen, but he didn't sell it to others.

It has always been at the same price as Fuchun Courtyard, and if it can't be sold, it won't be lowered, and it won't go up.

Today, when I saw the soap that people let out, I simply sold it well, and when I left, I asked if I could sell the soap to myself again in the future.

"Owner, it's better than cold, and some of the oil of the cold meat is congealed, this one is really soft." The person in charge of the kitchen is approved after eating.

"Yes, the owner, none of us can say it, how can others know!" There was a guy who reminded you to keep it secret.

The other guys and cooks nodded one after another, and if the owner treats it well, he has to think about the owner.

"Hurry up and make some fish and send them to them, be quick, don't wait for them to finish eating." The shopkeeper looks at the chef.

The kitchen was busy, and after a quarter of an hour, five fish were steamed out and one was sent to the backyard, and the shopkeeper himself carried the tray upstairs.

"Distinguished guests, the shop is small, there is nothing to give, try the fish, give a thin noodle, I will invite today's meal."

The shopkeeper not only sends fish, but also free orders, with soap, with the method of heating roast duck, it is worth it!

"This ......" lieutenant doesn't want to take advantage, and it's not that he can't afford to eat.

"Roast, wrap, pass, um! Hey, hey, hey! Zhu Wentian said loudly, he wanted to get acquainted with this shopkeeper, he was too good at doing things.

can hold up a restaurant outside the imperial city, it's really not good if you don't have some ability, different people in the same position do it, some people earn, some people lose, and even lose their lives.

When the chief heard this, he glanced at the shopkeeper: "The steamed buns have been steamed, right?" When mixing the noodles, add egg whites, cow or sheep milk and a little sugar, and when they are ready, they are made into steamed buns, brushed with a layer of oil, and put them in the one just mentioned and baked.

I don't know how long you need to roast, you try it yourself, the fire is different, the thickness of the slate is different, it's different.

After baking, you take it out and taste it, it should be a layer of charred on the outside, soft on the inside, and the charred area is brushed with oil. ”

Li Chang wanted to talk about brushing butter, but he didn't know if the other party would make butter, and he didn't want to teach how to make butter anymore.

At this moment, he suddenly thought that it was too difficult for Han Han to make things, one thing needs several things to do, and each of those things needs several things to do......

Different things are made in different ways, and the tools needed are also different, and the tools have to be made, and there are several things that need to be used to make tools......

How does the shopkeeper of Fuhua Building know what the master on the other side is thinking? He's excited, the kind that can't be overstated.

"Go write it down! Do I have to say it again? A little friend reminded.

"Yes, I'll write, I'll write." The shopkeeper continued to run, and he tossed back and forth today.

"Hanhan, I'm sorry for you." The lieutenant touched Hanhan's head.

"No, sweet, eat, hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Wentian shook his head, he guessed it just now when he saw the hesitation of the chief.

Isn't it just about doing chemical and physical experiments? You don't think it's hard because you can't, it's just 12 years of study from elementary school to high school.

That's not right! In ancient times, people said that the ten years were cold, and those who were not frozen to death were admitted to the imperial examination.

After studying for 12 years at that time, I still have to continue to study, and then I will take the imperial examination and become an official?

Everyone is not in a hurry to eat, saying that they are eating, but in fact, they are waiting for someone, waiting for the prince's arrangement.

Even if you are full, you have to sit and wait, nothing more than drink some tea, duck rack soup comes up, how to drink tea after drinking the soup?

……

The prince was busy, busy shooting with a flintlock pistol, and Zhou Zong and Zhu Taiyi went to the prince's mansion to see the prince.

The prince thought that it was a gift from the village in the box that Mrs. Zhu was carrying, and he was looking forward to it, but when he opened it, it was a pile of lead pills and paper bags.

"Your Highness, this is a gun made by the village after getting the handcuff." Zhou Zong held the gun to Zhu Biao with both hands.

Zhu Biao: "......"

Like Zhou Zong, the handcuff he took was imitated like this? Where are the two things the same? Oh, there's a tube that's the same.

"How do you use it?" Zhu Biao won't, he didn't find a place to insert the twist, where did the lead light it from if he didn't put it in? To the fore?

"Your Highness is so." Zhou Zong asked for the gun again, skillfully bit the medicine bag and filled the medicine, scolded, wrapped a piece of paper with lead bullets and put it in, and then scolded.

Striking the hammer, the medicine chamber was opened and the small medicine bag was poured in, and the lid of the medicine pool was closed, with the butt of the gun on the shoulder, instead of a stick clamped under the arm behind the firecracker.

Then he looked at the crown prince Zhu Biao: "Your Highness, choose something worthless." ”

Zhu Biao glanced at the room, and finally looked at Zhu Taiyi.

"Your Highness, Your Highness spares your life, you can kill people, that gun is powerful!" Mrs. Zhu knelt down.

"I'll tell you to go outside and find something, forget it, let's go outside together, go to the shooting range."

Zhu Biao was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked over, and Zhu Taiyi rolled vigorously, just got up, and followed with a smile.

There is a shooting range in the Prince's Mansion, which is used by the guards to practice, and they do not pursue any accuracy, the main thing is not to make mistakes in a large area, and they cannot fight towards the sky and the ground.

The second practice is proficiency and coordination, generally three strikes, and they have to coordinate with each other.

Today, there are people in the shooting range who are practicing charges and ignition, such as fire pleats, and the fire crackers have to make their own fire pleats, and when they need to light it, they have to start a fire with a flick and a blow.

The target is used for the target, and the person who practices the firecrackle also knows the position of the projectile or arrow that his firearm normally hits.

Everyone shouted for His Royal Highness to salute, Zhu Biao waved his hand, and came to an arrow target: "Zhou Sheren, how to use it?" ”

"Your Highness stands behind me on my left." Zhou Zong first considered the safety issue, he asked the prince to stand behind the left, and if he blew him up like this, he would be blown up first.

Zhu Biao stood in a good position according to his words, and Mrs. Zhu got together and ran between Zhou Zong and the prince, and if there was danger, he could block it again.

"Your Highness, I beat you?" Zhou Zong reminded.

"Good!" Zhu Biao observed, what about fire?

'Bang~' A wave of smoke rose in an instant, and Zhu Biao was naturally startled.