Chapter 22

What Qiao Yun was thinking at the moment was that she wanted to make something to eat besides wontons.

Although she is a wonton stall, she can't just sell wontons.

Standing in the kitchen while stirring the pot with a strainer, she told Lu Zheqiu to see what she had that was suitable for selling with wontons.

Soon, Lu Zheqiu replied: "The formula you bought from the prestige store in Luoyang City includes rice noodles and hot noodle corners besides wontons."

Oh yes!

Qiao Yun's eyes lit up.

These foods are indeed often seen in wonton shops in Luoyang.

Then set up a cage of hot noodles today.

Qiao Yun directly asked Lu Zheqiu to bring a basket of steamed rice from the game.

The large portion of hot noodles is eight in a cage, and the small portion is five in a cage.This group of four scholars carried a big cage, which happened to be two of them.

Along with the hot noodles, there are four small plates and four pairs of chopsticks.

"What is this?"

Looking at the things served, several people were very curious.

This looks like a steamed dumpling, but it is much bigger than a steamed dumpling.

Qiao Yun smiled and said: "This is hot noodle corner, a snack from Shendu. There is a bottle of sauce and vinegar on the table, and the guest officer can adjust the dipping dish according to his own taste. You should fill your stomach first, and the wonton will be ready soon .”

After all, I went back to cook wontons.

Several people looked at the small porcelain bottles on the table, opened them one by one and smelled them.

"It's sour, it should be vinegar. Hey! It's sour, it's Shanxi's vinegar."

"Is this soy sauce?"

"What is this white powder?"

Liu Er dipped some white crystal particles on his fingertips, and carefully licked it.

"It's salt. That's what salt looks like!"

Chi Qing held his hand: "Didn't Mrs. Qiao just say that? Just put soy sauce and vinegar. Don't put them indiscriminately, or you can make it unpalatable by yourself. Don't blame others for their poor craftsmanship."

This is teasing that his attitude was so intense yesterday that he scared people.

Liu Er blushed when he heard the words, but he couldn't refute.

I had to put the salt shaker back in resentment.

Meng Shaoheng pointed to his plate: "At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, help me mix a plate for you."

Chi Qing glanced at him in disgust: "You really treat me like a servant? Okay, let's see if I don't kill you."

As he said that, he picked up the soy sauce bottle and made a gesture to put the whole ton into Meng Shaoheng's plate.

"Go, go!" Meng Shaoheng quickly snatched the bottle over and put it back in its original place: "It's not easy for others to brew a jar of soy sauce, so you'll be less troubled."

If Qiao Yun was present, she would definitely complain in her heart that this group of scholars don't distinguish between five grains.

Everyone adjusted the dipping plates, and each took a hot noodle horn.

Meng Shaoheng didn't dip the dish in vinegar immediately, but took a bite directly.

After taking this bite, the aroma of the meat is overflowing, and the juice overflows the mouth like an explosion!

This taste is completely unfamiliar with the wontons, the teeth pass through the soft and slightly springy dumpling skin, mixed with salty and full-bodied fillings, and you can feel the pleasure of juicy juice when chewing.

Compared with the smoothness and tenderness of wontons, the hot noodle skin is flexible and elastic, and the taste is more solid. One bite is full of meat fat and gives people happiness.

He swallowed this hot noodle horn in two mouthfuls, and he didn't even have time to wipe off the fat dripping from the corner of his mouth, so he grabbed another one.

"Here comes the wontons!"

Qiao Yun's voice came from behind.

Meng Shaoheng shook his body, and immediately went to touch the handkerchief, but he couldn't find it for a while, so he hurriedly wiped his mouth with his cuff, and looked behind.

I saw Qiao Yun carrying a huge tray, trembling, with slender arms and legs, looking so frightening in front of the four large bowls.

The beautiful lady did not follow her yesterday.

Meng Shaoheng suddenly turned around in loss.

Liu Da quickly stood up and helped bring the wontons to the table.

A mouthful of hot noodle horns, paired with a mouthful of delicious and peppery wonton soup, the taste is so delicious that even gods would not change it!

Chi Qing was overwhelmed.

"Two more cages!"

Qiao Yun chuckled: "Young Master Chi, this first cage is for you to taste, and you will be charged later!"

"It's okay, he treats guests, just go ahead!" Chi Qing patted Meng Shaoheng on the shoulder.

"to make!"

Qiao Yun went to iron the corners of the noodles again.

After a while, the bowls of several people bottomed out.

Liu Er burped loudly.

If the bench didn't have a backrest, these people would have collapsed immediately.

Chi Qing took a sip of the wonton soup and smacked his lips contentedly: "Oh, Miss Qiao, it's still your wonton that people like."

Qiao Yun was about to pay the bill, and she was a little curious when she heard the words: "Oh? Could it be that you are not used to other wonton shops in the county?"

"Tch—their wontons are also called wontons? It's called Huto, Huto with minced meat!"

Hoto Qiao Yun knew that it was noodle soup.

She grinned, although other people's wonton stuffing was a little less, but it would not be buried like this.

But who doesn't like to hear compliments?

"People's wonton is ten yuan a bowl, and mine is twenty yuan! Naturally, my family is willing to put more meat stuffing!"

Qiao Yun boasted brazenly.

There are two types of wonton recipes in the game, one from Luoyang City and the other from Fuzhou Prefecture.The wontons in Fuzhou are similar to Shaxian snacks.The wontons in Luoyang City have rich soup base ingredients, chicken racks and pork bones that have been boiled for a long time.

The Quwo County where she lives seems to be further north than Luoyang, and the southern-style wontons are definitely not suitable here.

So she chose the wonton recipe from Luoyang City.

Judging by the reactions of these people, she made the right choice.

"More than that! The soup base is also different. It's so cold in Shanxi in winter, so wonton soup should be like yours to warm up your body, and you will feel comfortable after eating it."

Chi Qing shook his head and smiled.

Shanxi?Another familiar place name.Surprise flashed across Qiao Yun's eyes.

If this is true ancient times, the customs and folk customs here are much more open than those recorded in history.

Could it be that the map is real and the dynasties are fictional?

But you can't ask these words rashly, at least you can't ask the four people in front of you.

"Okay, check out." Meng Shaoheng interrupted the conversation between the two.

Qiao Yun came forward to count: "You guys have four bowls of wontons and three baskets of hot noodle corners. Two or four get eight..."

"Don't count." Meng Shaoheng took the handkerchief from Chi Qing to wipe his mouth, and took out a large piece of gold leaf from his wallet. "Take it."

Qiao Yun was dumbfounded, she gave ten guan yesterday, but today she will return ten guan?
Her steamed noodle horns are only ten cents a basket!
Qiao Yun was always worried that she would be unlucky if she took too much money, which was against her conscience.

Moreover, if he always spends money like this, he will inevitably become dependent after a long time.

When the guest doesn't come, or he is no longer so generous, the beneficiary will inevitably have some resentment in his heart.

This mentality is wrong!
Qiao Yun quickly shook her head and refused: "This table is only [-] coins in total. You already gave enough rewards yesterday, so you can't accept any more!"

Meng Shaoheng clicked his tongue: "Take it and go to make up for yourself, look at your thin body and bring four bowls of wontons up at a time, and you are not afraid of flipping the bowls! And go get some jewelry, and see how you are with you." Your mother is ashamed, dress up well, and the guests can eat a few more bowls of rice after seeing it."

Ok!

Qiao Yun saluted before getting up, she lowered her head, her face was full of dissatisfaction.

This is turning a corner and thinking about Xue Mei Niang!
"Reporting to Mr. Meng, my mother is still in her filial piety, so she can't bring any jewelry."

"Hey? I say you!"

Meng Shaoheng grinned and looked at the girl in front of him, wondering why anyone would have trouble with money.

This kid is too stubborn!
"Then treat it as the money I advanced for the New Year's Eve dinner! If there are no decent dishes on the table, I'll take you as a question!"

After he said so, Qiao Yun had no choice but to accept it.

(End of this chapter)

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