Jiaohua

Chapter 1123 Ten Spice Ribs
When she sniffed, the others sniffed too.

"It smells so good," Zhan Ning said, "Is it pork ribs?"

"Huh," Xu Yinjun was curious, "Cooking changed?"

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly raised his leg and walked quickly towards the dining hall.

The men are busy and keep up.

The closer it is, the stronger the smell of meat, and the men's saliva will come out when they enter the dining hall.

A table full of spare ribs, fried, boiled, deep-fried, steamed, braised...

In addition to ribs, there are vegetables and fruits in the middle of the plate.

There are three plates of each same rib, as are fruits and vegetables.

Several servants were serving the rice. The hot rice was crystal clear and plump, and the small white bowls filled with Qingxi jade porcelain were full of small valleys.

"Second Miss..." Fan Yu looked at Xia Zhaoyi, almost crying with greed, waiting for her order.

Xia Zhaoyi returned to his senses and said, "Sit down and eat."

The pork ribs are full of color, fragrance, deep-fried, crispy and golden, braised in brown sauce, caramelized in color, and the soup is delicious. The white jade floating green onions are still smoking when fried, and there are still oily boiling small bubbles on them...

The meat is well-cooked but still chewy, juicy and flavorful, with a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, and soft and smooth when the bone is removed. In a short while, the men have already had their second bowl of rice.

Zhan Ning and the others were full of praise for Xu Yinjun, and Xu Yinjun was also delicious, and kept praising the kitchen.

"Look at our Second Miss," Zhan Ning said with a choked voice, "Second Miss didn't have any appetite before, but we're so worried about it, now the bowl of rice is about to run out."

His sobs were really choked up. Zhan Ning never knew that one day he would be moved by delicious food.

Everyone looked at Xia Zhaoyi.

The men gobbled it up, she was always slow, but there were still a lot of bones in front of her.

Since there were three plates of each, they purposely brought one set to her, but they didn't dare share the same plate with her.

It's just that although she has been eating, she seems to be in a bad mood. Only then did everyone realize that she has not spoken since she sat down.

"Second Miss?" Zhan Ning said.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at him and smiled lightly, "Huh?"

Although she has always been indifferent, but after getting along for so long, everyone can tell whether her smile catches the eye.

"...Second miss, don't these ribs taste good?" Zhan Ning asked.

"delicious."

"Then...why are you in a bad mood?"

"I'm in a good mood," Xia Zhaoyi smiled again, "This is the best ribs in the world."

She tried her best to restrain her emotions, and she dared not tell them at all that the ribs reminded her of her second brother.

If the second brother or the past is mentioned, everyone's good mood will be destroyed by her.

However, she didn't lie, she is really in a good mood now, after all, she thought that she would never be able to taste this taste in her life.

She is also a greedy person. In this world, how can anyone not have a good appetite?
He is as immortal as a master, and he also likes to drink ginseng chicken soup.

Her two favorite foods are both in the capital, one is the Baihua Cake from Chang Wei Xian Li, and the other is the Shi Xiang Spare Ribs from Fang Chen Lou.

The Shixiang pork ribs in the Fangchen Building are currently being held on the chopsticks in front of her.

Exactly the same taste, exactly the same technique, exactly the same color.

"Let's eat," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I'll go back to find Kang Jian later."

"But Second Miss, you..." Liang Dechang said.

"When did you see my appetite so good?" Xia Zhaoyi asked back.

This is true.

After the meal was finally finished, everyone's stomachs were bulging, and the men ate several bowls before they wiped out the ribs in front of them.

Xia Zhaoyi couldn't finish it all by herself, so she asked Xu Yinjun to inform the servants to keep the few plates of ribs she had eaten, and she would eat them tomorrow.

"There will definitely be more tomorrow," Xu Yinjun said, "Let's let the cook cook as much as Second Miss wants to eat from now on."

Xia Zhaoyi said: "Perhaps, the cook is going back."

"Going back? Where are you going?"

Xia Zhaoyi didn't answer, put down the handkerchief after wiping his mouth, and looked at Liang Dechang and Guan Chi Fan Yu: "You go with Supervisor Xu, and he will take you to your residence. Zhan Ning also goes to take a bath and rest, I will go to Kang Jian .”

She left alone, but not long after Liang Dechang, Zhan Ning and the others had left, she turned back to Chengming Pavilion.

The servants were clearing the table and greeted her when they saw her.

Xia Zhaoyi asked the way to the back kitchen, the stove had stopped, and the cooks were chatting in the yard, Xia Zhaoyi didn't go there, but asked the servant woman to call the person who made the ribs.

The chubby middle-aged master came over and said respectfully, "Miss Ali."

"Thank you for your craftsmanship, Master," Xia Zhaoyi said, "May I ask, who invited Master from Yong'an?"

"This... I'm not from Yong'an," the fat cook smiled innocently, "I'm from Tangzhou."

"Tangzhou?" Xia Zhaoyi said, "But I hear your accent, it looks like Yong'an."

"This...it's a long story. There were wars in the six provinces of Tongqu in Tangzhou. I was originally the head of Zhuxinyuan. Later, when the clansmen from the country houses in the countryside came to the city in groups to smash them, our shopkeeper I was dragged into the street by those beasts and beaten to death. A few waiters and I ran fast to save our lives. Then we met Mr. Ping on the way to escape. Mr. Ping heard that I was in charge of cooking, so he specially tested me He also asked me to carve radishes with a piece of vegetables. I have no other skills, and I have been associated with stoves since I was a child. Mr. Ping saw that I was a bit skilled, so he asked me if I would like to follow them. Of course I would, There are many of them, well-dressed, expensive to use, and kind-hearted, who wouldn’t want it!”

"You mean this Mr. Ping is...?"

"Mr. Ping Yuefeng, Mr. Ping. Miss Ali, don't you know me?"

Xia Zhaoyi shook his head.

"Then, what about General Xu Li and Xu Lang?"

Xia Zhaoyi paused: "I know."

"Xu Lilang will be with Mr. Ping. After Mr. Ping asked me if I would like to follow them, he asked a team of guards to send me to Yong'an."

"..."

If it is Xu Li, then it is obvious who this Mr. Ping belongs to...

The fat cook continued: "I learned these ribs in Yong'an, and I also learned a lot of pastries."

"Is Fangchen Building still there? Is it closed?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

"It's still there, but the old masters are gone. After we arrived in Yong'an, Lin Zhonghu deliberately went to the neighbors to ask if the taste was still the same. When they found out that it was different, they took me to find it for three days before finding it. The old master."

"Then, is the master willing to teach?"

The second brother knew that she liked to eat, and he wanted the cooks at home to learn it before, but those master chefs said that this is a century-old inheritance of Fangchen Building and should not be passed on, so the second brother did not continue.

"I refused at first," the fat cook smiled silly again, "Isn't this a sign of sincerity? We've been talking about it for a few days, and we've made sure we're not going to open a shop, and we've given enough money. That's why we're willing to teach me.”

(End of this chapter)