After traveling to ancient times, I became a superb shrew

Chapter 116
It's already late autumn, the heat of the autumn tiger has passed, and the weather is getting cooler every day. Gu Qing wants to open the restaurant as soon as possible, otherwise the second season of rice harvest will be harvested, and the shop will have to be delayed again.

The restaurant has been renovated and the dishes have been set, and Dong Rong and the others are invited to draw pictures and write to make a menu with pictures and texts.

Under Gu Qing's guidance for so long, Zhu Han's cooking skills have been improving day by day. Zhu Han can cook the dishes that are eaten at home every day with his eyes closed. Some uncommon dishes, as long as he lists the steps, he can also cook them. Eighty to ninety percent, cooking skills are not a big problem, what matters is the combination of dishes.

During this period of time, Gu Qing went to know about the market. The special dish of Zuixianlou is Eight Treasure Duck, and the exclusive dish of Jixiang Restaurant is shredded chicken and fish soup... In short, most of them are a delicious delicacy made of chicken, duck and fish. If the restaurant can have two unique dishes, the business will not be too bad.

"Chicken, duck and fish, we each offer a special dish. The meat is simple. Braised pork or twice-cooked pork is fine. It depends on what you are best at." Gu Qing said while thinking, "In terms of chicken, there are actually more choices. Boiled, fried and fried, they are all delicious, I thought of one, braised chicken, why not try this dish tonight.”

Zhu Han's eyes lit up, this is a new dish name, and he can learn another dish.

He said, "Can the duck be roasted? The skin of the duck is relatively thick, and it should be more crispy after roasting..."

Gu Qing nodded: "Roast duck is fine, try braised chicken today, try roast duck tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, try boiled fish with pickled cabbage."

Every household in the village has made sauerkraut, and Mrs. Gu’s house has a lot of sauerkraut. There are more than a dozen jars full of sauerkraut, sour beans, sour radish, and sour cabbage... The sauerkraut for boiled fish is made of cabbage. Sauerkraut and fish are cooked together, and the taste is unforgettable.

As soon as the name of the dish was mentioned, Gu Qing's saliva came out.

It's a good thing to open a restaurant at home. If I want to eat something in the future, it's perfect for Xiaohan to cook it in the name of trying dishes.

Gu Qing asked Gu Yu to catch the chickens. They were only three months old and the meat was very tender. They were especially suitable for making stewed chicken. There happened to be some dried wild mushrooms at home. As for the peppers...she bought them from Ruyang City. When he came back, he brought a big bag of several tens of catties of dried chilies, and lied that he bought it from a merchant. Ruyang City is already big, and he could get what he wanted, and no one in the family doubted it.

Gu Qing asked Yang Pei to keep the dried chili seeds and plant them in the spring of next year, and there will be chili peppers to eat in the future.

Before the stewed chicken came out of the pot, a group of people gathered around the smell, sniffing the aroma in the air desperately.

During this period of time, the family was busy, and those few dishes were turned over and over every day. This group of people hadn't eaten fresh food for a long time.

Gu Qing laughed helplessly: "You step back one by one, Rong'er, come here."

Dong Rong quickly put down the book in his hand, and immediately squeezed in: "Patriarch, please give me instructions."

"Look at the shape of this dish in the pot. You can see every detail clearly. You have to draw it later." Gu Qing assigned him a task, "This is a promotional picture, not realistic, mainly to highlight this The key point of the dish is to paint the rich aroma, as soon as you see the painting, you will be mouth watering."

Mo Li leaned over: "Patriarch, what about me?"

"You..." Gu Qing thought for a while, "After you finish eating, can you write a catchy doggerel for this dish, can you do it?"

Mo Li: "..."

Doggerel, such an unscrupulous poem, is it too good to be used?
"Sister, let me do it." Gu Nuo blinked and said, "Brother A Li and Brother Rong both said that I have a talent for poetry, let me try it!"

"Go away, you little bastard with no hair yet." Mo Li picked him up and threw him to the side. Finally, he was able to show himself in front of the Patriarch, but this guy actually wanted to intervene. It was a waste of his usual confrontation. How caring he is.

"A doggerel, it's a trivial matter, it can be done today, the owner is waiting."

Gu Qing smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait, Yu'er, let's start cooking."

Gu Yu responded, and quickly filled the pot with the braised yellow chicken. Because it was a whole chicken, there were a lot of shiitake mushrooms stewed together. There was still a lot of room for one vegetable bowl, so divided it into two bowls and placed them on both sides of the table. On the side, this is today's main dish, and there are four side dishes. Each dish is a large portion, and a dozen people can eat it all every day.

"This yellow stewed chicken is so delicious!" Gu Nuo wanted to swallow his tongue, "In the future, if you open a restaurant, you will earn a lot of money just from this dish."

After Mo Li tasted it carefully, he started to eat it whole. After he had finished eating, he said, "If the hotel cooks this dish, one-third of a chicken will be enough, and the price can be set at more than [-] Wen."

Yang Pei's eyes widened: "Eight hundred words..."

Chickens on the market cost around 60 Wen a catty, and a chicken costs more than [-] Wen. Selling [-] Wen seems like a sky-high price to him.

Gu Qing felt that [-] Wen was not cheap, but it was definitely not expensive either.

The gap between the rich and the poor was huge in this dynasty. The poor could not afford a bite of food, while the rich spent three or four taels of silver for a suit of clothes. As long as it was delicious food, most people were willing to pay for it.

She nodded and said, "According to what A Li said, the stewed chicken is [-] Wen a piece."

Mo Li put down his chopsticks and asked, "Have you thought about the name of this restaurant?"

Gu Qing didn't have time to think about this: "This restaurant is a joint property of our family. If you have any good suggestions, you can put them forward and discuss them."

"This is very sad." Mo Li sighed, "The dessert shop is also a joint property, why is it named Qinghan Dessert..."

As he spoke, he raised his head, "Why don't you ask Qing to leave the restaurant?"

Gu Qing: "..."

What does this restaurant have to do with this kid? Can he be the shopkeeper or the chef?

She said earnestly: "A Li, your goal is scientific research, and you don't participate in the restaurant affairs. It's not appropriate to be called that name!"

"Patriarch, since that's the case, why not call it Qingpei Pavilion!" Yang Peiheng stepped in with a smile, "Anyway, I must be the shopkeeper of this restaurant!"

Zhu Han didn't dare to speak. The dessert shop has already used his name, and the restaurant will be used again. He is afraid that he will be beaten by the three of them in a place where the owner can't see.

However, this topic attracted Gu Yu and Gu Nuo's interest, and both of them put forward their own opinions.

"The tower in the sky is more imposing than the drunk fairy tower."

"Qiongjiangyuan, it sounds like I really want to go in and give it a try."

The two mentioned a bunch of names, but Gu Qing always felt dissatisfied.

Gu Nuo propped up his small chin and said: "The soap workshop is called Youshui Gu's. Can the restaurant have a similar name, so that outsiders will know that it is the property of our Gu family village."

Dong Rong said slowly: "How about the Gu family banquet? You can tell the owner's surname Gu when you hear the word Gu family. The word banquet raises the standard of the restaurant."

Gu Yu nodded vigorously: "The Gu family banquet sounds good, I like it."

Gu Qing shook her head, "This name might as well be Qing Pei Ge!"

"Cough cough!" Mo Li cleared his throat, "My doggerel has come out,——Smooth and springy yellow stewed chicken, full of rich and fresh fragrance, if you ask where is the best restaurant, Qingpei Pavilion in Youshui Town .”

Dong Rong commented: "Although this doggerel has no charm, it is catchy, not bad!"

"A doggerel is enough, but a serious poem is counterproductive. After all, not everyone knows how to compose poetry." Gu Qing quite liked this catchy doggerel, "Rong'er, write this poem next to the painting. After a few more dishes are confirmed, we will take them to the city to find someone to color them, frame them, and hang them in restaurants when the time comes."

Dong Rong immediately nodded in response: "Good Patriarch."

The meal ended in a lively atmosphere.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Li left the dessert shop to act as the shopkeeper, Dong Rong followed him to paint, Gu Qing and Zhu Han continued to try dishes, today they planned to make roast duck, this thing is relatively complicated to make, and it needs to be done in advance Make a hanging stove, burn charcoal fire on the bottom, and hang ducks on the top. The heat is also difficult to control... But these things that Gu Qing thinks are troublesome, Zhu Han likes to do them very much.

Throughout the day, apart from eating and going to the toilet, I spent the rest of the time studying the heat and taste of the roast duck, and took a piece of paper for recording.

After Gu Qing taught the roast duck steps, she started to practice calligraphy. Her handwriting is not good-looking, and she tried her best to make it better. After all, she will have too much time to write in the future.

The main course in the evening, roast duck.

The first duck was burnt and tasteless, so Zhu Han had to kill the second duck. Fortunately, he succeeded, otherwise the third duck would suffer.

There were two whole ducks that had not been cut into pieces on the table. Even if they were failures, they were golden in color, with a little bit of red and burnt color.

Zhu Han stood ready to move the knife.

"Don't do anything yet." Dong Rong stopped, "Wait a moment, let me write down the complete appearance of this dish first."

After the meeting is over, I have to draw a picture. This is the task assigned by the head of the family, and he must be extremely perfect.

Mo Li was still swallowing his saliva just now, but now he is straightening his back, his brain is running fast, and he wants to make a doggerel about roast duck after eating.

After Dong Rong finished painting, Zhu Han took the lead in cutting a piece of roast duck and put it on the bottom of Gu Qing's bowl, and then said to the others: "There are two kinds of sauces here, sweet sauce and hot sauce, whichever flavor you like, you can dip it in." kind."

At this time, Gu Yu came out with a dustpan: "The spring pancakes are good, the eldest sister said that the roast duck is more delicious when wrapped in spring pancakes."

Mo Li lowered his head and handed the roast duck into his mouth, and was stunned for a moment.

This taste is even better than the roast duck he ate in the capital with his master in the early years...

Could it be that he hasn't eaten roast duck for a long time, so there is something wrong with his sense of taste?
When Mo Li was thinking about it, the two roast ducks on the table were already boneless.

Gu Qing coughed speechlessly: "You all pay attention to your appearance..."

The family eats meat every day, why don't these people know how to restrain themselves, they are all like bandits.

"Patriarch, I'm just too hungry, and I'm being rude." Mo Li put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands, and immediately became a handsome young man again, "Drunk and dreaming of returning to Qingpei Pavilion, it's hard not to eat roast duck."

"This doggerel is not bad." Gu Qing laughed, "Ah Li still has a talent for poetry."

This doggerel is catchy, and you can understand what's going on as soon as you hear it. If you don't come to Qingpei Pavilion to eat roast duck, you will be drunk and dream about it every night, and you will be tortured.

(End of this chapter)