Da Zaojun

Chapter 64: The Kitchen God Opens His Business and Makes Money
It was still dark at this time, around four o'clock in the morning. Song Wuji stopped practicing and joined the team making breakfast. After all, he had just established this government office and certainly could not be a hands-off boss.

Several chefs thought about it and decided to make some simple, rustic but delicious gadgets to open up the market with limited ingredients.

So those who were chopping were chopping, those who were cooking were cooking, those who were seasoning were seasoning, and those who were lighting the fire were lighting the fire.

After becoming the Kitchen God's walking servants, their abilities were enhanced, and they could make snacks with some functions even without Song Wuji's help.

Moreover, as long as these foods have been processed in advance and are foods in his area of ​​expertise, Song Wuji only needs to provide a fire-starting technique with an accompanying food fragrance effect to achieve 80% of the effect of making them himself.

For example, Master Wu, who is good at making steamed buns, dumplings, and fresh meat pancakes, has enhanced his ability to leaven and roll dough after offering sacrifices to the Kitchen God and receiving fire. He can then give the ingredients some unknown changes, so the food steamed with the stove fire is quite different.

Even though the effect is 20% worse, the taste is actually better than Song Wuji. After all, Master Wu has been selling breakfast in Taichang County for decades, and it is a skill passed down from his ancestors.

It is just about convenience of eating, not about the complexity and exquisiteness of the dishes. They need to be down-to-earth, cheap, and cooked by Chef Wu.

Aunt Liu cooks and sells rice balls. In ancient times, people working in the fields often made their own rice balls. They mixed vegetables and rice, squeezed them into a ball, and wrapped them with vegetable leaves. They could be eaten even when they were cold.

Song Wuji has eaten the effect of this rice ball. It is made of ordinary rice, but it has about 20% of the effect of blood rice. It is truly a light for the common people.

Master Bao made some rice cakes. He soaked rice and glutinous rice, ground them into rice paste, and then steamed them in a pot. The rice cakes were fluffy and soft, with a natural rice aroma and were sweet when eaten.

After being cooked over a stove, eating a piece of it can nourish the spleen and intestines, which means it can treat some gastrointestinal diseases, such as stomach cold, bloating, spleen deficiency, and diarrhea.

Master Liu made rice noodles and pasta. He was good at seasoning, so he mainly used common mixed rice noodles and pasta. He just added oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and pickled vegetables, and mixed them, and the taste was rich, salty, fresh and spicy.

After eating it, one can gain strength and temporarily increase physical strength. Although the amount is not much, a hard worker can eat a bowl and will not feel tired when working.

As for Song Wuji, he sells soups. After all, Song Wuji has the ability to "stir the spoon", which can increase the effect of soups by 10%, so he naturally has to make use of it.

Before, we made things like rat tail soup to break the epidemic, angelica and lotus seed soup, etc., which were more upscale than those made by ordinary people.

What Song Wuji makes now is purely "egg drop soup", the kind that can make a big bucket with ten eggs.

The beaten egg flowers are thin and plentiful, and the other seasonings are just the leaves of the shrub goblin and a little sesame oil. After all, there is no seaweed or tomatoes here.

This egg drop soup doesn't have any major effects. While it can quench thirst and promote diuresis, it can also slowly restore the essence and spirit of the three treasures, and can greatly relieve fatigue.

In the Kitchen Office, it is like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

There is no need for special publicity, just this strong "food aroma" can drift for miles.

It was just dawn and the kitchen office was already crowded with people. It seemed that business was good today.

"Hey? Why do I have to pay for food today?"

Doctor Li from the Medical Bureau gets up the earliest every morning. After practicing a few sets of Ba Duan Jin and Wu Qin Xi, he comes to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

People like them in the government used to eat for free, but now it was different. The canteen became the Kitchen God's Office, under the management of Song Wuji, and was on par with the Medical Bureau. Song Wuji pointed to the sign outside that he had asked Lu Han to write: "Descendants of the Kitchen God, Jade Granary and Golden Meals."

"Mr. Li, if we only take in food but don't give it out, how many days will it last? These foods are now integrated with medicine and food, and they have special nourishing effects."

"But your steamed buns are ten cents each, which is too expensive. Who can afford it?" Another butcher, Hu, who was on duty to punish criminals, lamented the prices.

Song Wuji smiled and said, "Look at the back. There's a sign hanging there. It's offering a reward for demon materials. One pound of shrub demon leaves can be exchanged for one Kitchen God point. Participating in the construction of Taichang County's outer city gives you two points a day. Joining the army gives you three points a day."

"For example, the signature fresh meat pancakes, pure yang steamed buns, foundation-building eggs, and epidemic-avoiding fried dumplings, all of these are worth one point."

These foods have actually gained some fame, but they are only now being sold at a high price.

Compared to the various expensive pills with side effects sold by the Medical Bureau, these foods seem much cheaper and more normal.

Song Wuji had also been a drug tester and had taken medicines such as Wudu Zhuangshen Powder and Qingshen Powder. Naturally, he knew what these medicines and powders were like. Although they had been improved a lot, the more they were improved, the weaker their power became. Those with small side effects would inevitably have average effects, while those with large side effects would have more powerful effects.

Doctor Li asked curiously, "How do you keep track of who has what score? What if someone cheats?"

Song Wuji said, "These are all matters of the government. The county magistrate specially ordered people to carve a stove seal and produce a batch of 'Kitchen God Jiaozi' stamped with the stove seal, with different denominations."

Song Wuji said, "Part of the salary from the Medical Bureau will also be replaced with Kitchen God Jiaozi."

Jiaozi, also known as "silver note", is actually a credit product. In ancient times, due to the large number of patients, the imperial court used this trick to excess.

Nowadays, it is not linked to currency, but to food. Although it is not rice or flour, but "meal vouchers". As long as Song Wuji's canteen has not gone bankrupt, it still has credibility.

If the canteen goes bankrupt, it only means that the county magistrate has no food left, and Taichang County is probably doomed.

Take Taichang County as an example, which is a matter of life and death right now. A major crisis will occur every ten days or half a month.

Only when we survive can we consider long-term plans, but for now, it is indeed a way to stimulate the people to go out of the city to hunt the little monsters, so that the government can quickly reap the people.

Doctor Li seemed to be thinking about something, then went back to the pharmacy to get some money.

Although the world is in chaos due to demons, economic activities cannot be interrupted for a single day, so copper coins are still very active.

The only way to maintain public confidence is to maintain an economic balance, so the imperial court must have money. Only when the county magistrate has money can he have power and better implement his policies.

Similarly, the City God Temple had long started to amass wealth. For example, Aunt Liu once said that she had bought a bag of incense ash for two taels of silver.

It now costs 20 cents to burn incense at the City God Temple. If you don't pay 20 cents, the City God will not accept your incense.

It was for this reason that the county magistrate and other high-ranking officials were certain that the City God was not a good person and must have ulterior motives.

(End of this chapter)