Yunmeng Ballad: I opened a restaurant in the Warring States Period

Chu Yunmeng didn't know anything about Ah Yue.

As far as she is concerned, saving Ah Yue in the end is just not wanting to chill the heart of Mai Mai who is now working for her.

She didn't think about anything else.

Since the establishment of the catering guild, the various troubles, large and small, that Yunmengju encountered in the daily operation have obviously decreased a lot, and she has gradually become more relaxed.

Once free, Chu Yunmeng couldn't sit still anymore, and racked his brains to develop new dishes.

But this time, she felt like Jiang Lang, who had exhausted her talents, her hair was scratched and bald a lot, but she still didn't have any inspiration;

Violent waste, wasteful, Chu Yunmeng kept shaking his head and lamenting as he looked at the remains of food in the tableware and vegetable basket.

She has almost excavated the ingredients that are not popular in this era that she knows, and the rest are passed down from other places to later generations.

It's impossible to go to the Western Regions to bring back new seeds in order to open a restaurant, right?
There are no new ingredients, no new recipes, and no new tastes.

I don't know if it's because she spent too long on mundane affairs, and she has no idea about the research and development of new dishes; the development of new sauces is too troublesome, and she doesn't want to touch it for the time being.

Agitated, Chu Yunmeng decided to go to relax.I wanted to change into men's clothes, but the clothes haven't been made yet.

So he called two smart nurses to accompany him, and drove to the shop.

She named the ten nursing homes that she bought in the order from the first day to the tenth day.

These strong guards usually guard the vegetable garden half and Yunmengju, and when they want to go out, they also serve as their own guards.

The first and second grades selected this time are two relatively clever ones.Because he had studied in the first day of junior high school, he simply let him take care of these strong men.

Chu Yunmeng first went to Nanshi in Yingdu to see if there were any new things to buy; he also wanted to use the opportunity of observing the market to see if he could come up with new ideas.

However, this time, no matter how long she shopped, how many shops she visited, and how many restaurants she went to eat, her mind was blank.

Just walking around like this, I don't know how long I have been shopping.

A group of people walked to the southern outskirts of the city, and saw a stall selling syrup, Chu Yunmeng hurriedly ordered the car to stop.

The stall is simple, with only an old man pushing a cart, and a sun-shading umbrella is hung on the cart. Under the umbrella is a simple desk made of several wooden boards, on which are placed several small wooden cylinders and small wooden bowls filled with pulp. .

And in front of the stall, it was crowded with people who came to buy pulp, most of them were hard laborers working nearby and residents—it seemed that there were many regular customers.

I have never seen this stall before in and out of Nanshi. Could it be that it is newly opened?
But Chu Yunmeng didn't care about the doubts in his heart, and it was impossible for him to have any problems in broad daylight.

After walking so much just now, Chu Yunmeng was already parched and tired, so he ordered to rest in the booth.

Chu Yunmeng ordered a pot of oatmeal, ordered the first and second graders to sit down and rest together, and poured a bowl of oatmeal for the two of them.Then he took a sip himself.

With just one sip, she felt her tongue was about to melt.

The fragrance of the grains in her mouth seemed to be dancing, which made her instantly feel the wind blowing through the grains, the people she met, and the four seasons she had seen.

She froze as if struck by lightning.

On the first and second day of junior high school, they noticed Chu Yunmeng's strangeness, and hurriedly called out.

Chu Yunmeng woke up from her stupor.

This is just the most common rice milk in this era, but the taste is no worse than the soy milk that I borrowed from later generations, and even slightly better.

She was a little puzzled, how could the food and technology of this era be so delicious?

The entrance is sweet, clear and mellow, and seems to restore the most authentic taste of grains.

In the hot steam from the slurry, Chu Yunmeng seemed to smell the fragrance of grass and trees in the summer wind, and couldn't help being intoxicated by it, taking a long breath.

She looked at an old man who was busy in front of the stove, and couldn't help showing admiration.

She sat quietly in the open-air stall until dusk, without a single customer.

"Girl, it's getting late, the old man is going to close the stall." The old man who was cleaning up the stall reminded.

"Old man, please teach me!" Chu Yunmeng gave a big gift to the old man.

The old man was so startled that he suddenly leaned over to support Chu Yunmeng: "What are you doing, Miss, you are so old."

Chu Yunmeng stood still, and told the old man about the astonishment he felt after drinking the rice milk, and poured out the troubles that he had been stuck in a bottleneck in recent days, without any hesitation because it was the first time they met. Have something to hide.

And the old man didn't seem to notice, he stroked his beard and laughed.

"Everything in the world can only exert its greatest charm when it follows the trend." The old man praised with a glance: "Actually, you have already penetrated the key points. You have a very thorough understanding of my rice milk. Speaking of it, the old man should be Introduce you as a confidant."

After finishing speaking, he served some more cups of rice milk and wanted to send Chu Yunmeng back to eat.

"You are just trapped in mundane affairs, blocked five orifices, and dulled five senses. As long as you calm down, let your heart be natural, and return your heart to its original nature, you will be able to recover." The old man continued slowly: "One diet, let nature take its course, don't force it .”

Hearing the old man's puns, Chu Yunmeng hurriedly asked: "I don't know how to call the old man?"

"All the folks in the village call me Old Man Head."

I have been thinking about whether to do double updates today, but thinking of the classmates who were rewarded before, think about whether I want to change three times today, but tomorrow I can only change one. .

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