Jinghua little cook

The carriage turned the alley.

At that time, Lu Xiling was sitting by the window to do business with diners.

The diner said bluntly: "In a few days, I have a friend from the Governor's Mansion in Guangzhou who is going to visit Beijing. I'm afraid he won't be used to it, but I can't find a restaurant in the capital, so I remembered that the food list that the proprietress has always produced is unique. , I don’t know if the proprietress Yu Nanpeng is good at it.”

Southern cuisine is Cantonese cuisine.

Lu Xiling nodded: "Knowing a little bit, it's not a problem to cook some roast goose and duck claypot rice."

"Baby?"

Lu Xiling knew that she was breaking her promise, so she hurriedly joked, "I named it randomly, don't mind, sir."

This is nothing, as an old diner, he still knows the name and appearance of the food at Yueling Restaurant.

The point is that he heard Lu Xiling's affirmative answer.

"Then I will trouble the lady boss."

"Look at what you said, you are a guest, if you have any orders, we shall satisfy them."

The diner smiled and said, "Then let's see what to cook for him next."

"Where is one plate enough?" Lu Xiling stretched out her finger, tucked her chin and thought about it seriously, "At least six dishes are needed, six or six are smooth."

"Is the six realms too much?"

The diners also had their own plans. It was originally a welcome banquet for friends, and it was estimated that it was already very late when he arrived in the capital, so he wanted to get some sake and side dishes to eat at home.

Therefore, on the dining table, most of the food should be made at home, and a small part should be bought outside.

He originally intended to let his old friend taste the flavor of the capital, but he was afraid that he might not be used to it, so he had to prepare for it later.

Seeing that the diners hesitated, Lu Xiling said, "If you think the six dishes are too many, you can make three dishes. These three dishes are not all siu mei. How about adding the claypot rice I mentioned and adding a dish of sweet water?"

"Think about it, if a dish is delicious, it's hard to guarantee that your family members won't move their chopsticks, but if they move their chopsticks, your friend won't be able to eat enough. If it's not enough, you'll be embarrassed to eat it. I'm full, isn't this a negligence on our side?"

"That's right." With a word to wake up the dreamer, the diner stroked his palm and said, "I almost forgot about the fact that the little lady is so good at cooking. I love to eat it!"

Diners were quick to make their choice and wanted all three!

"Okay, then let me tell you something, listen to me... Let's make three kinds of roast meat, one part each of roast goose, soy sauce chicken, and barbecued pork. As for the claypot rice, there is bacon and white rice in it, and there is also a dish of sweet water." ..."

"How is Shuangpi Nai?"

Lu Xiling has never been to such a far place in her life, and she doesn't know the overlaps and differences between Nanfang cuisine and Cantonese cuisine of later generations.

Right now, she can only infer from the expressions of the diners.

The diner's expression was not very good, and before she could change her words, the other party said: "Bao Zai... It's not that I don't believe in the proprietress's craftsmanship, but it sounds like a staple food, and the staple food is fine, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to digest if I eat it at night."

"Shuangpi Nai... what is it?"

Lu Xiling roughly explained.

The diners have never eaten it, but it sounds almost the same as ice crispy cheese. If so, it is better than making crispy cheese.

Lu Xiling picked up a pen and quickly wrote down the diners' requests.

The diner thought about it, and then he had a flash of inspiration and said, "Yes! How about making 'Baoyu Soup'? It's just a good appetizer for supper."

The nib paused.

Lu Xiling raised her head and blinked.

The diners were also taken aback: "What's the matter? The proprietress has never eaten this dish?"

"I've really eaten it." Lu Xiling said with a pleasant smile, "It's all up to you."

Customers are pocket money.

For the Baiyun Mountain Bieye, fight!

The diner nodded, took a look at the food order, satisfied and at ease, this time he was completely relieved.

The time has also been agreed, and when the time comes, my servant will come to pick up the food.

"It's hard for the boss lady."

Lu Xiling stood in front of the door to see off the guests, one moment she was polite, the next moment she was loveless.

"What is taro soup? It sounds delicious."

Taro?soup?It sounds sweet.

Bean sprouts pursed his lips, picked up the bowl and took a sip of herbal tea.

Lu Xiling turned around without saying a word.

As soon as he turned ninety degrees, he saw a person he hadn't seen for a long time standing by the door.

This man was handsome and unbeatable, and he was looking at her with a smirk on his face.

"My lord, please come in—"

Lu Xiling led the people into the room and sat down at the front, and Bean Sprout was also very knowledgable, serving Lao Quan with drinks to drink tea at the stable.

The master and the servant were flushed and smiling, not knowing what they were happy about.

Bai Ye sat down by the window and looked around the bustling two-story building.

"I didn't expect that I was lucky, and my old position was still there."

Lu Xiling choked.

There were no other people around, so he said: "Your Highness is the son of Tianlong, so naturally you have good luck."

"You're also lucky. They clearly wanted one dish, but you abducted them into three."

"Isn't that my luck?" Lu Xiling cast a glance at him.

Besides, you should know that what she cooks is "Baoyu Soup", so she should charge more money for mental damage.

loss!

Bai Ye lowered his head and laughed.

The diners in the room were enjoying their food, and Lu Xiling happened to be fine, so she simply sat down and said to the others, "Do you want to try our new dishes, Your Highness?"

Bai Ye rolled his eyes.

"Could it be fraudulent?"

"How dare I lie to Your Highness?!" Lu Xiling was shocked, and after a while, she opened her beautiful almond eyes and said, "It's a new menu that I'm going to release next season, and no one else has eaten it yet."

"Song Hezhi hasn't eaten either?"

Lu Xiling was startled.

What's the relationship with Song Hezhi?
Understood.

Song Hezhi was preparing for the exam in her restaurant every day, and with the relationship between the two of them when they were young, it's really fine for Lu Xiling to let him try it.

But this person has not been here for a long time.

Lu Xiling replied selectively: "No, His Highness is the first."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and Bai Ye twirled the bamboo chopsticks as an excuse: "Okay, then I can only try it for you, Your Highness."

Lu Xiling turned around pretty with a smile.

Just do it.

The ingredients are already ready.

A fat hen, half a piece of tofu, and a whole piece of taro.

Taro is used to make "taro soup", but it is not the same thing as "holding taro soup".

Liang Chen asked.

Lu Xiling only felt lucky.

Luckily a man was hired, otherwise she wouldn't know what to do with Bullfrog.

"Bulfrog?!" The young man was stunned: "These three words have nothing to do with bullfrog, and I, I have never dealt with that disgusting thing."

Lu Xiling smiled slightly: "It's okay, I have enough theoretical knowledge, and I will guide you when the time comes."

Don't back down.

Don't do nothing.

Without further ado, just thinking of that scene, the two of them felt as if they were going to spit it out.

Right now, I have to continue cooking for the guests.

Because of the good response to the trial operation of the barbecue for a few days, Lu Xiling felt the love of the people in the capital for grilled food.

Therefore, the first dish of the seasonal menu is set as "Braised Chicken".

The fat hens are processed before.

Add water to the pot and cook, add fennel and lard and cook until half cooked.

At this time, the taste is not very good, there is the fishy smell of chicken, and the greasy smell of lard, even the fennel has a pungent spicy smell.

Liang Chen silently closed the kitchen door.

In the room without drafts, Lu Xiling missed Luoshui Bieye very much.

The speed of unloading could not help but speed up a lot.

After a while, Liang Chen came back from passing the dishes in the main room.

He held his breath and pushed open the kitchen door. The moment he entered the room, he was overwhelmed by the aroma!
The faint spicy fragrance emanating from fennel is no longer the devastating smell just now, it fades in and out of the nose, mixed with other fragrances, and slips away from the nose very quickly.

Only the aftertaste of the roast was left.

The smell of grilled meat is not simply the smell of grilled skewers, it is different from the explosive aroma of lamb skewers on the grill.

There seems to be nothing, with a mellow soy sauce aroma, an intoxicating rice wine aroma, and a long-lasting aroma of sesame oil.

He felt the alluring aroma of the little roast chicken, opened his eyes, and saw the beauty of the scorched aroma that could not be ignored.