Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1058 Returning to the Village (2)
Hearing that there was a newly opened restaurant, Qingli nodded with a smile. The two of them did not take a carriage, but walked out of the grocery store for about half an hour.

This small restaurant is named Jucai Building. It has two floors. Looking from below, there are a few windows on the upper floor that are open. It happens to be lunch time. There are diners sitting inside. Qingli can see through the gaps in the windows. Inside is a silk skirt.

There are many people in the lobby on the first floor, and it is lively. The waiter is busy with a white cloth towel around his neck. When he sees a guest, he rushes over to greet him, and smiles, "Master Mo, you are here again. It seems that we The food here is delicious, and I can come here three times in three days!"

"A few times ago, we were talking about business. Today, my little sister is here. Let me bring her to have a taste."

Mo Zishan nodded to the waiter, then turned his head and introduced to Qingli, "Little girl, don't look at the size of the restaurant, the taste is not worse than those big restaurants, you will know after trying it!"

There were a lot of people in the hall on the first floor, and everyone was pushing glasses and changing glasses, and no one paid attention to Qingli and the group. After being brought up to the second floor by the staff, the view should be wider. Qingli asked for a private room by the window.

"Miss Mo, our restaurant is newly opened, and the owner is not from Beidi, but the dishes made are also liked by Beidi people."

When Mo Zishan talked about his little sister, the clever guy had a clue in his heart, and suddenly a beautiful lady came in, which made people's eyes shine, and then he vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, Chunyu's fiancée , he is a well-known big shot in the Northland, so he must be taken care of.

The guy was very enthusiastic and brought a cookbook.The owner of Jucai Building was careful and prepared two books in total. One recipe was with pictures but no words. The staff explained it on the side for the convenience of illiterate people. It was a special menu. Qingli flipped through a few pages. There was a dish of crispy duck, and she asked, "Brother Shanzi, have you ordered crispy duck?"

"Miss Mo has a keen eye. This crispy duck is the signature of our restaurant, and it's the only one in Beidi."

The clerk nodded and bowed, his mouth almost went behind his ears, before Mo Zishan could answer, he said first, "This is our boss's hometown dish, it tastes delicious!"

Of course, the price is also one of the most expensive among all dishes. The name is crispy duck, but in fact there are only two duck legs on a plate.The process is complicated. In the early stage, the duck legs need to be washed to remove the fishy smell. They are marinated with various seasonings for several hours to taste, and the frying process alone requires three times. The first time is to color the duck skin. , The second time is to deep-fry the duck meat, and the third time is to deep-fry the duck skin into golden brown, and the duck legs are crispy.

The crispy duck has very strict requirements on the oil temperature for pickling in the early stage and frying in the later stage. If one step is not done properly, the duck legs will lose their original crispy taste and become a failure. Therefore, the chefs in the restaurant are careful, and there are dedicated staff to prepare the duck. Start preparing this dish early.

Qingli nodded again and again, and ordered three, this time with Madam Yu, Mai Ya and the coachman, the three of them opened a table downstairs, and the rest of the dishes were recommended by the staff, cold fungus, homemade tofu, sugar Vinegar pork ribs, ordered a mushroom soup, the staple food is fried noodles, jujube steamed buns and a bowl of millet porridge.

"Brother Shanzi, how is your business doing recently?"

Some time ago, Fengyang held the Lantern Festival, many merchants and people from other places flocked to Fengyang, and the shops were all open until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the business has been very hot. Several small restaurants in Qingli's family also borrowed light to become Fengyang. The signboard of Yangyang is a major feature. There are foreign guests who specially pass by to buy some tasting.

"It still makes sense."

Grocery stores rely on volume, the cost is small, and the things they sell are not expensive. Most of them are settled in copper coins. It is good to earn 30 taels a month. Now he does not rely on this to earn money and accumulate experience. , and later returned to the clan to take over the business of the clan.

The back kitchen of the Jucai building served the dishes very quickly. Qingli had just chatted with Mo Zishan, and the dishes came one after another. She gave the waiter a purse as a reward.

This crispy duck makes people drool just looking at it. Qingli can't wait to pick up a duck leg, sprinkle some salt and pepper on the outside, and take a bite. It is crispy, crispy and fragrant. It is fried to the right temperature. It is indeed a signature dish , very distinctive, people like her who have tasted a lot of food are conquered.

"Little sister, you just arrived in Fengyang today, why didn't you go back home to accompany Zixi?"

Mo Zishan ordered a glass of wine, took a sip, and picked up a few cold dishes with chopsticks. The two had known each other since they were children, and they were relatives. They were very familiar with each other, and they talked well.

"The butler said that Zixi and Nianyang are eating in the school and returning home after eating."

Because the distance was not close, I was afraid of missing dinner time when I came back, so the butler gave money to the teacher in the school. Zixi and Nianyang had dinner there after they left the school. I heard that the husband’s wife is good at cooking. , eating sweet, the two little ones also like it.

The taste of several dishes is very good. According to the taste improvement of Beidi, Qingli eats while looking at the scenery outside. The number of people passing by gradually decreases. Occasionally, a man carries a sack behind his back and hums a little song. It must be because someone at home is waiting for him to have dinner together.

"Brother Shanzi, I will go back to Mo's Village tomorrow."

For a moment, Qing Li didn't know where to start. Ever since the incident with Qin's daughter, the two of them seemed to have a gap, and they were not as close as before. Perhaps it was because of growing up, and she also had some questions about future marriage. Sorry to ask.

Originally, he wanted to ask if the marriage between Mo Zishan and Wang Xiaocui had come to an end, but after thinking about it, he couldn't ask. It would be better for her to come to Fatty Wang San to discuss the farm in person.

Qingli didn't mention it, and Mo Zishan was even more eager. He only talked about some small things in the village, and asked Qingli to return to the village early, caring about the situation in Pingyang. Tell me something personal.

"Miss, Master Zishan obviously didn't like that Wang Xiaocui, besides, Master Zishan is also handsome, that Wang Xiaocui is too ordinary."

Mammy Yu smacked her lips, she was full with wine and food, and she couldn't get enough of it. The crispy duck dish made people want to eat it after eating it. When she left, she reminded the lady to pack two copies, but it was sold out, and the subsequent guests didn't get it.

Qingli didn't answer, most of the marriages at this time were ordered by her parents and said by a matchmaker.The emphasis is on being in the same family, and the kind of jokes that rich ladies and poor scholars get together can only be sung by opera troupes.

Back in the mansion, it was already dark, Xiao Zixi and Nianyang had just finished practicing Kungfu 2, their clothes were soaked, and the evening wind was mixed with coolness, Qingli was really afraid that the two of them would catch the cold, so she ordered them to wash up quickly .

The two little ones were very happy to see Qingli come back, and they insisted on asking her to listen to the story. Qingli didn't have much ink in her stomach, and she had told all the classic stories in her previous life. Zixi polished it up and it was even more exciting than what she told.

(End of this chapter)