Pastoral home has a fierce wife

Chapter 98
When Wang Yi returned to the city, she told Fang Yuan about the arrangement, "Sister Li and Chu Lan will have new identities to live in Shanli Village. At that time, I will have to trouble Brother Zhou to run away."

Fang Yuan kept nodding his head, and replied, "Okay, okay, okay."

"Xiao Liu'er...Because...I had a bad relationship with the Lin Family Medical Center, I have to ask my sister-in-law to pick up Xiao Liu'er and let Sister Li and her mother and daughter reunite." Wang Yi was a little embarrassed, and urged: "It's best Hurry up, the rotten gambler probably hasn't found out that Sister Li has been bought by someone, and when he finds out, he will probably be eyeing Xiao Liu'er, so sister-in-law has to act quickly."

"Okay," Fang Yuan immediately got up and headed towards the Lin Family Medical Center.

The two broke up right in front of Zhou Ben's house.

Standing at the gate, Wang Yi looked at Fang Yuan's disappearing back, and her vision couldn't help being a little blurred. Although she and the Lin Family Medical Center had such a trouble, it couldn't erase the kindness that Dr. Xiao Lin had treated her.

She gave birth on her own at that time, Dr. Xiao Lin saw her condition and could no longer take care of Xiao Liu'er, so he informed Fang Yuan and took Xiao Liu'er back to the Lin Family Medical Center to take care of her and share the burden for her.And Wang Yi's heart is not made of stone, how could her heart not be moved by what Dr. Xiao Lin did?

"Ugh……"

Wang Yi sighed heavily, and walked home with Rong Lei in her arms. It was almost noon, and she was going to cook, so she couldn't leave for a day.

After returning home, he unlocked the door, put the bolt on the door, put Xiao Ronglei on the bed, and went into the kitchen by himself.

The dishes are all bought yesterday, since she is eating alone now, she still cooks less, but the aroma must not be less, it takes ten miles to smell.

Wang Yi washed the pork belly and cut it into pieces, put a tablespoon of cooking wine, soaked it for a while, took it out and drained it, put oil in the pot, and fry the meat until it was slightly yellow.Then put a little pepper, grass fruit, star anise, ginger and other powders, and stir-fry the fragrance that fills the room. Even the kitchen can't bear the fragrance. Then put down a little cooking wine, a little soy sauce made by myself, stir well, add boiling water, submerge the meat, simmer for half an hour under the low fire of the stove, let the salt taste, and then put rock sugar on the fire to collect Soup, let the soup evenly coat the meat, the delicious braised pork, just like this.

In order to make this bowl of braised pork look better, when Wang Yi put on the plate, he put a few shredded green cabbage on top, which was full of fragrance, color and taste.

The fragrance was overflowing, seducing the women outside the courtyard wall to swallow their saliva vigorously, and even some men stopped temporarily because of the particularly strong meaty fragrance.

Afterwards, Wang Yi made two more dishes and cooked some rice. Then he gave up and put the dishes on the table one by one. He didn't rush to eat, but went to the room to see if the little guy was awake.

The little guy really woke up, and when he saw his mother, he got up "Hey, hey, ahhhhhhhhh", he didn't know what to say.

Wang Yi picked up the little guy and fed him "food" first, then carried her into the dining room and sat down to eat.

Persisting in letting the fragrance overflow every day, finally, when the little guy Rong Lei was a month old, he attracted the attention of a restaurant. Wang Yi didn't agree, but dragged on.

Soon, more restaurants came to ask for recipes, and every time Wang Yi deliberately let them see the dishes she put on the table, and she ate with her son in her arms, so that they could only smell the aroma and see but not touch.

After satisfying the appetite of the shopkeepers of the restaurants and inns in this town, he decided to choose a restaurant opposite the Zuixianglou that he had offended before, that is, Qian Yuan's opponent.

"Thinking about it, Mrs. Wang has already figured it out?" He Quan, the shopkeeper of Zuixinlou, is a 40-year-old uncle with a small attendant beside him. He is sitting across the table from Wang Yi at this time. On the table, there are five dishes, one of which is soup.

There is a one-letter difference between Zuixianglou and Zuixinlou, and the reason why these two names are so similar can be imagined.

"It's not impossible for me to hand over the method of cooking I made to Zuixinlou," Wang Yi responded to He Quan while teasing her son Xiao Ronglei who was awake.

"That……"

Wang Yi said: "Look at the five dishes on the table, how about it?" Then she took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, put them in front of the shopkeeper and the attendants, and placed two small bowls, all of which were picked up. A little bit, tell them to try it.

The shopkeeper frowned, carefully picked it up, put it in his mouth, and chewed carefully, his eyes lit up, the light was shining brightly, he really wanted to swallow his tongue with such a tender and smooth feeling.

"This is called braised pork, the process is a bit complicated, and I use my secret seasoning, otherwise it would not be so delicious." In order to prevent these people from recognizing what her seasoning is, she bought it at a grocery store. I bought a small grinding disc, which is specially used to grind those seasonings into powder. As for soy sauce, I don't worry about being imitated.

"Okay," the shopkeeper swallowed the small piece of braised pork in his mouth, and couldn't help shouting.

Wang Yi beat some mapo tofu with a spoon, put it into their bowls, and said, "This is a bit like wine."

The shopkeeper immediately switched to a spoon to taste. After putting the mapo tofu into his mouth, he subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands and his eyes widened.

Seeing the shopkeeper's "poison-haired" appearance, the attendant panicked, "Uncle He..."

The shopkeeper put down his hand, shook his head, and nodded again. He closed his eyes and felt the tofu in his mouth. It was different from the tofu he usually ate. The meat is fragrant and delicious, not only is it not unpalatable, but it also seduces the water in his mouth to overflow, wanting to take another bite.

Wang Yi cooperates with them, not using super spicy, but just adding some spicy and a little pockmarked powder, which can stimulate the tongue, but not too irritating to those who have just accepted spicy.

The fish-flavored pork shreds and Sixi meatballs have all received satisfactory results. The last dish is soup, which is crucian carp soup.

The shopkeeper looked at the five dishes, his eyes lit up, like a hungry wolf, who sees food after a long time, and is so hungry and thirsty that he wants to pounce on it.

"...It's really good," He Quan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and forced himself to spit out four words.

"How is Mrs. Wang going to sell it?" The shopkeeper's eyes lit up and asked Wang Yi

"In this crucian carp soup, the main ingredient is fish, and it costs ten yuan. The condiments, except for my special secret recipe, cost about one yuan. The cost of this dish is about twenty yuan," Wang Yi said. The eloquence was pleasant, but it made He Quan inexplicable, his heart tightened, and he raised his heart.

"This mapo tofu dish, tofu is the main ingredient, costs one penny, plus my Wang's secret seasoning, the cost is only about five pennies..." Wang Yi calculated the cost analysis of the dishes one by one.

Inexplicably, He Quan felt a big stone pressing down on his heart, making him breathless. In the 22 years he has been in business, he has never seen Wang Yi like this.
(End of this chapter)