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Chapter 67 Cook me another dish that can go with wine

"What, co-authored for a long time, sister, you want to get drunk!"

Dong Cui came over at some point, and Ziqing was startled by her sudden words, her hand was still pressed on the plate, almost being swept to the ground.

Ziqing hurriedly stabilized the plate, heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Dongcui and half complained, "Sister Dongcui, to scare people is to scare people to death!"

Although Dong Cui was embarrassed, she still said to her with a sullen face, "You just came here, I don't know what my master hates most is eating drunk shrimp, it's okay if you get drunk for a long time, this is what you eat when you're drunk. The master hates it the most."

Ziqing frowned, how could it be, even though she had never eaten drunken shrimp, she could have heard people say that drunken shrimp is delicious, fragrant and winey, fragrant and tender in the mouth, why doesn't the master like to eat it?
Dong Cui clicked her tongue, "You say you girl, our master's family doesn't like this, you have to taste the saltiness of the soup, how can you have a different taste."

The two of them were talking, another boy came to urge the food, Ziqing was surprised, mother, Mr. Ganqing is suffering from tuberculosis today, it has only been a while, and he has been urging four or five times in a row .

Dong Cui was also so anxious and flustered, she hurriedly told the boy who sent the message, let him put more good words in front of the master, let him wait a little longer.

The young man looked embarrassed, and immediately told them the truth, Master Qi had been urging him for the main table, but the master had no choice but to let him run back and forth over and over again.

"Oh, two sisters, please be kind to me, and be quick with your hands and feet. It doesn't matter if I run errands back and forth, but the faces of our master and Master Qi at the banquet are really not good-looking."

Hearing this, Ziqing was furious. What did she say, Mr. Mu wanted to tear down his platform, so he yelled for someone to remind him. It was Mr. Qi who co-authored the trick. ah!
With a sullen face and a feeling of anger in her heart, she blurted out, "Little brother, go and tell the master, I will have this dish right away, and let the master and wife wait a little longer."

Dong Cui was in a hurry now, but the young servant ran away after hearing the cheerful sting, which made her angry.

"You girl, you are a fool, I won't tell you that our master is not good, I was thinking about asking you to re-cook the dish, why are you talking so fast!"

Ziqing listened to Dongcui's complaints, but couldn't open his mouth. He pressed the plate with one hand, feeling if the shrimps in it had stopped.

Just after she put the wine in it, the river prawns struggled and bounced, bumping against the plate with loud noises. Fortunately, it stopped now, so the dish was half done.

However, Dong Cui couldn't stop talking today, she kept talking, until Ziqing asked her to bring the pot, then she stopped suddenly.

But Ziqing looked at Dongcui and recalled it, and brought the iron pot here with no expression, but seemed to be about to cry, "Sister, what else do you want to do, the drunk shrimp is drunk, you can do it in the pot what?"

Ziqing couldn't say anything right now, so he just took the plate away, and seeing that the shrimp in the basin was drunk, he poured it into the pot, picked up a thin piece of firewood and went to the stove to borrow a fire, and then saw that Qi again. master.

"How can a dish take so long? It's been an hour. Even if it's a stone, it should be cooked through in the stove!"

With his menacing voice, Mu Guanxiong's face was not serious behind him, and all the people in the garden looked over again.

Ziqing also became angry at this moment, and said in a blunt tone that it was all right, and then used a wooden stick to light the drunken shrimp in the pot, and the flames burst out all of a sudden, which only shocked the people around.

After about a quarter of an hour, when the river prawns slowly turned red and the flames were extinguished, it would be ready. Ziqing used the spatula to put them on the plate. She looked at the two masters in front of her and said that the dishes were ready.

Master Qi looked at the plate of red and tender prawns, and glanced at Ziqing suspiciously, "Look at the appearance, but I don't know how it tastes."

Ziqing smiled, "Is it good, Mr. Qi will know if he tastes it, if it's not good, please point out the mistake."

Mu Guanxiong waved his hand back, and two servant girls came forward. They took the river prawns from the plate, peeled off the shells, cleaned them, put them in a butterfly, and presented them in front of them.

Master Qi looked at it with a cold snort, picked up a piece of river prawn and put it in his mouth, and immediately frowned, while Mu Guanxiong was watching, and also picked up a piece into his mouth.

"Well, the meat is plump, firm and tender, fresh and has the aroma of wine. It's really good. It's better than getting drunk and eating now. At least put it in your mouth and it won't move, right? Brother Qi, ha Ha ha……"

Mu Guanxiong was in a good mood now, firstly, the river prawns were delicious, and secondly, he blocked the old man's mouth, making him unable to say anything.

Seeing the master's laughter coming from over there, the old lady was also relieved and asked Du Juan to scoop some up.

Mu Guanxiong was happy for a while, and asked someone to spread those drunken shrimps on each table, and told them to try them all.

Master Qi looked at the few river prawns left on the plate, smashed it, and bit his mouth, as if he wanted to eat it, but he still pretended to be aloof.

He cleared his throat, "This dish is okay to eat, but the fire is a bit off. It would be better if the fire was turned off a little earlier."

Ziqing wiped his hands with the apron, and laughed when he heard this, and only thanked Master Qi for his advice.

"You're still good girl, if you practice more in the future, you may not be able to improve your skills," Master Qi raised his mouth in satisfaction, and looked down at the drunken shrimp, "This dish has a name ?”

Ziqing was stunned, what was the name of this dish, he was only thinking about how to make it, he forgot what this dish of drunken shrimp was called, otherwise, it could be called drunken shrimp.

Master Qi frowned, "You girl, it's okay to cook slowly, why do you still think of the name of the dish so hard, what is it called!"

Ziqing rolled his eyes, saw the jade hairpin beside him, and blurted out, "Yu, jade hand holding the hairpin."

Master Qi glared, and pointed at the few shrimps on the plate, "If you boil the dried shrimps, you will burn the dried shrimps, and if you want to hold hairpins in jade hands, how can this Lao Shizi be called such a name, you obviously figured it out now! "

You can see it all!Ziqing pursed the corners of his mouth, turned around and stretched out his hand, took off a jade hairpin and put it on the plate, "Master Qi, please take a look, this is the jade hairpin."

Master Qi sullenly looked at Ziqing suspiciously, then looked down, and saw those cooked river prawns slightly curled around the jade hairpin, as if they were holding each other.

And the river prawns are burnt with wine, and the whole body is pink and ruddy. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the hands of a beautiful woman. This jade hand holding the hairpin is indeed somewhat suitable.

Mu Guanxiong kept watching, and suddenly laughed loudly, "The little tricks of the girl in the house should not be caught by Brother Qi. If Brother Qi is willing someday, my son Shaokang's Yongfu Restaurant will have a full meal." .”

Master Qi looked at Mu Guanxiong, and asked half-believingly, "Why, this shochu shrimp is a dish of the restaurant in the house?"

"That's right, this is the only family." Mu Guanxiong smiled and looked aside. Mu Shaokang, who had been silent all this time, received a wink and immediately got up to agree.

Ziqing was stunned suddenly, yo ho, this old man can speak vernacular too, so he pried away her drunken shrimp, and she was still thinking about saving this dish to her own small restaurant!
Master Qi frowned, originally thinking of taking this dish to his family's Yuquan Building, but since the old boy took the lead, it really is the first to talk and win first.

Seeing Mu Guanxiong's smug face, Master Qi pursed his lips, "Forget it, this dish is really mediocre. There is wine at the banquet today, so it's not quite right to eat with this dish. You girl, give it to me again." Burn something that can go with wine!"

(End of this chapter)