The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 1016 New Questions

The two sitting in the shop cooking hot pot certainly didn't hear the voices of the hidden guards, they were still eating happily and chatting passionately, making the people in the dark miserable.

"Qingqing, this taste is the same as the one I ate in Jincheng, but a bit spicy." Feng Jingyu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and smiled with his white teeth.

He dared to guarantee with his life that after the opening of Yanweizhai, the business would definitely be booming, and the smell of ten miles of fragrance would attract many customers.

Ye Qing frowned, and asked: "Is it very spicy? I obviously put less chili peppers, it can't be spicy!" Moreover, she didn't think it was spicy, and even felt a little tasteless.

Is it because she is too heavy, or is the hot pot that everyone in the capital eats too bland, not even spicy, still called hot pot?
Feng Jingyu raised his hand to fan the wind, opened his mouth and breathed out and replied: "It's really spicy. I didn't think it was very spicy before. During the time when I returned to the capital, the diet was relatively light. If I suddenly eat like this, it must be spicy." It's spicy."

He used to be quite able to eat spicy food, but now he thinks it is spicy, and other people may not be able to accept such a level of spicy food, so what will happen to the business in the store then?
"It seems that I need to adjust it appropriately. How much do you think the spiciness should be reduced to suit the taste of people here?"

"At least half." Feng Jingyu thought for a while, and gave her a rough answer, reducing it by half or more, so that everyone can accept it.

Ye Qing's eyes were as big as copper bells, he obviously thought he heard it wrong, to reduce the amount of chili peppers according to what he said, Yanweizhai must not be called a hot pot restaurant, it should be called a clear water soup restaurant.

"Impossible. The most important thing in hot pot is the taste. The ingredients are all proportioned. If you blindly reduce the chili, the original taste will be lost, and the characteristics of hot pot will have been lost."

"But if everyone can't accept such a level of spiciness, what will happen to Yanweizhai's business?" The hot pot is indeed fragrant and attractive, but the taste is not suitable for everyone's taste, so it must not become everyone's favorite. How can Wei Zhai survive?

Feng Jingyu's words made her fall into deep thought. She must not let the hot pot lose its original taste, but it must be suitable for the tastes of the people in the capital, which is really a bit difficult.

Seeing her putting down her chopsticks and frowning and staring at the bottom of the hot pot without saying anything, Feng Jingyu secretly wondered if what he said just now was a bit shocking, he even said it a little more tactfully, what he just said was too direct...

God, can you start over, he wants to rephrase what he means.

The dark guards looked at their master's unlovable face, covered their mouths and chuckled to save face, who told the master to abuse them just now, let's slap their faces now, think about the balance in their hearts Not a lot, I feel more comfortable, haha.

Feng Jingyu hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage to say: "Qingqing, I..."

"Shut up, let me think about what to do." As soon as he said three words, he was interrupted mercilessly by Ye Qing.

Glancing at the hot pot soup base on the table, she was in no mood to eat it, so she simply stood up and walked to the kitchen, leaving behind a bewildered Feng Jingyu, who suddenly doubted her life, what happened just now, Why can't he remember at all? Could it be that he lost his memory?

After Ye Qing entered the kitchen, he stood in front of the stove with his hands behind his back, staring at the remaining soup in the pot, thinking about what to do.

I thought that Yanweizhai could be opened as smoothly as in Jincheng, but now it seems that she is too whimsical.The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny!

Even though the hot pot can be made into a mandarin duck pot, there is always red at the bottom of the red and white soup, and the red side will naturally have a stronger taste. According to what Feng Jingyu said, the red pot must be like clear soup, and it will be delicious. It made her a little uncomfortable to be accepted by them.

Standing at the door of the kitchen and looking at her, Feng Jingyu sighed helplessly. Why did his Qingqing love cooking? He suddenly felt that his position in her heart was not as good as before. His head is gone, so sad...

It was expected that she would stay very late in the kitchen tonight, after Feng Jingyu summoned the hidden guards to clean up the store, he walked around in the backyard and found a nice looking room to go to bed.

The hidden guards originally thought that the room in the backyard was for the guys to rest, and they were afraid that the master would not be used to it, so they specifically offered to go back to the house to help him deliver the quilt again, but he sternly rejected it. Where has he never been, and when did he pay so much attention to not knowing?

After being reprimanded by him, the hidden guards all returned to their original place resentfully, looking at their master lying down, they all thought secretly, saying that their master who is not particular about him really didn't know that he was Who would dislike the inn's quilts being unclean! ! !
Sure enough, it was exactly as he thought, Ye Qing stayed in the kitchen until midnight before coming out, saw the candle light in the room before he opened the door and walked in, but what he didn't expect to see was his sleeping face, she thought he had gone back to the house It's gone, but I didn't expect him to fall asleep here.

Didn't bother why he slept here, Ye Qing was so tired after a busy day, he didn't even bother to take off his clothes, just lay down next to him, closed his eyes and fell asleep, fell asleep soon middle.

In her dream, she was still thinking about how to change the status quo so that Yanweizhai could open smoothly and win the favor of everyone.

When she woke up the next day, Feng Jingyu was no longer by her side, and her clothes had been changed into clean ones, probably Feng Jingyu helped her change them while she was asleep, but she unexpectedly I don't feel a little bit, it seems that I slept really soundly last night.

"Morning Miss Ye~"

"Morning Miss Ye~"

"It's early, I didn't hear your voice just now, so I thought there was no one outside." The whole yard was so quiet just now that she thought there was no one outside, so she simply came out with her hair in a bun. I didn't expect so many people out there...

When the guys heard her words, they all laughed muffledly, pointed at her in the direction of the lobby, then lowered their heads and went about their own business without intending to explain the reason to her.

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Qing straightened the folds of his clothes before he lifted his feet and walked towards the lobby, but he didn't see the guys communicating with each other, as if they were talking about something important.

Before the curtain was lifted, Yi Jian's voice was heard, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Didn't he promise yesterday that he would not come today? Could it be that she was hallucinating?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the men in the lobby stretched out their fingers and made a silent gesture, quietly retreated to a hidden place, watching the curtain slowly lift...

(End of this chapter)