Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 102 The Disaster of Yunxi Building

The news came too fast like a tornado.

Bi Song didn't sleep well all night, and came to breakfast the next day with dark circles under his eyes.

Qiao repeatedly cooked the fat boy's favorite noodle slices, and added minced meat and shrimp skin to enhance the taste. Considering that there would be an extra mouthful, he purposely added half a scoop of noodles.

The result is still not enough to eat.

While bald, Bi Song gave his wife a thumbs-up, "It's delicious, it's really delicious, it's worthy of Madam's handiwork. I was amazed by the stewed leg of lamb back then. Today, I ate Madam's noodles. , only to find that not only the braised lamb shank is delicious, but also everything made by my wife is delicious, so ingenious."

It is said that thousands of wears and flattery are not worn, let alone such a strong flattery.

Even if he ate four bowls of noodles, which almost made the others not enough, Qiao Lianlian still didn't have the nerve to criticize him.

"Come and eat pastries if you are not full." She went to the kitchen to bring some fried sugar cakes and meatballs.

Fried sugar cake is sweet. It is scalded with boiling water to form a soft dough, and some white sugar is wrapped inside. It is thrown into the oil pan and fried until golden and crisp. Be careful when taking it out, because the sugar inside has turned into syrup. hot.

The croquettes are salty, and the radish is added with cooked rice grains to form a thicker noodle, which seems sticky and not sticky. Take a spoon and scoop it into small balls and throw them into the pot. When they are golden, they can be taken out when they are cooked. Come.

Both of these are must-have special delicacies for Chinese New Year in Xieyang County. Yesterday Qiao Lianlian saw them at the market and bought more.

Most people buy it home, the food is cold, and they can eat it, but it will not be very delicious.

But Qiao Lianlian found a way to fry them in the oil pan for a while, so that the two fried foods recovered their original heat and crispness, and they tasted like they just came out of the pan.

As soon as the pastry was on the table, it was warmly welcomed by everyone.

Even Gu Cheng with such a plain temper ate two pieces of sugar cake.

Bi Song glanced at him several times, and murmured in his heart, "The emperor's eldest grandson loved sweets the most. There were people who wanted to flatter all over the capital, just to offer the most delicious sweets."

But now, Gu Cheng only ate two pieces of sugar cake, and stopped.

You must know that the candy cake is small, no more than half the size of a palm, and it is not a problem for ordinary children to eat five or six.

There are snacks like Gu Lou on the stall, two of them are not enough to fit between the teeth.

But Gu Cheng didn't show much extra interest in these sweets, maybe he ate those two just to show his stepmother face.

Bisong muttered more and more in his heart.

Last night, my grandfather only spoke half of what he had said, which made him half-understand and hazy. He wanted to ask a few more questions, but he turned over and fell asleep.

So far he has been confused.

At this time, Gu Cheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said in a deep voice, "Mom, I'm full, I'm going to read a book."

"Okay." Qiao nodded again and again, not forgetting to tell the eldest son, "Don't stare at the book all the time, come out for half an hour to rest for a while, don't damage your eyes."

Gu Cheng nodded obediently, and got into the study that Qiao Lianlian specially opened for him.

Bi Song watched and couldn't help asking curiously, "Ma'am, Huang... Does Gu Cheng have a talent test?"

"Scholar?" Qiao repeatedly recalled the division of academic certificates in this era, and shook his head, "Xiaocheng hasn't passed the children's exam yet, so I'll send him to take the exam when he's new."

Childhood is the first hurdle in the long journey to school.

Only after passing the Tongsheng examination can one be a scholar, and one who has passed the examination can be a Jinshi.

Gu Chengkai was only ten years old, he had never had a normal childhood.

But the eldest grandson of the emperor was already fluent when he was seven years old, and his handwriting was free and easy, and even the old Jinshi were amazed by the articles he wrote.

The prince loved him so much that even the emperor held him in the palm of his hand.

A child who is so pampered is not to say arrogant, but there is always a bit of self-confidence.

Looking at Gu Cheng again, he was silent and calm, with a straight spine, but he was very dull, and he couldn't say three sentences a day, and two of them were to Qiao repeatedly.

Bi Song really couldn't connect these two people together.

Moreover, didn't the grandson of the emperor...died in infancy?

It is said that when the eldest grandson of the emperor was buried, the whole world mourned, and the emperor did not go to court for three days, just to pay homage to his good grandson.

Now, it is said that he is still alive, still living in such a remote corner.

Bi Song couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.

"Master Bisong."

Qiao Lianlian's voice suddenly came from beside his ear, and Bi Song hurriedly turned around, "What's the matter, madam?"

Qiao Lianlian looked at him cautiously, "I don't know what's strange about my son, Mr. Bisong has been staring at him all the time? If there's anything wrong, why don't you tell me, my mother."

The corner of Bisong's mouth twitched before he realized that he had lost his composure.

He hastened to make amends, "No, no, I saw Gu Cheng's back and thought of a cousin of mine. Hey, our relationship was very good back then. Unfortunately, my house was flooded, and the wives and children of the villagers were separated, so I never saw him again. he."

Qiao Lian nodded thoughtfully.

She didn't quite believe Bi Song's words, but after thinking about it, Bi Song and Gu Cheng should have no grievances at all, so the strange look in Bi Song's eyes just now must be due to her own superstition.

"Then sit down and rest for a while, and I'll pack up your things." Qiao Lian stood up again and again.

Gu Que volunteered, "Mom, let me help you."

The two of them went to the kitchen hand in hand.

Bi Song's eyes fell on Gu Que again, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

After breakfast, Qiao Lianlian's family entered the mode of free activities.

Gu Cheng took Gu Zhong to read, Gu Que took Gu Lou to bask in the sun, and Gu Shao held Xiao Geer and told her stories.

As for Qiao Lianlian, he has been tinkering with things in the room.

Gu Que was very curious and ran over to ask, but the stepmother only said, "You will know tomorrow."

There are two flowers on each table.

But he said that Yunxilou got the fresh powder recipe, and he really couldn't wait to get someone to make it, but the treasurer Qian was very suspicious, and he didn't make a lot of use for it, but let the master cook a few dishes to taste first.

It seems to be a little different from the taste of Sixilou, but it also has a special fresh fragrance, which greatly increases the appetite.

Shopkeeper Qian was overjoyed, thinking that the difference was due to the different cooking methods, he hurriedly ordered people to make a large amount of fresh noodles, and sent them bag by bag to other branches of Yunxi Building in Xieyang County.

By the next day, all the Yunxi towers had been filled with fresh powder.

Thanks to the previous news, many people wondered if this Yunxi Restaurant really got the secret of Sixilou's delicious cooking, and they all came to find out.

As a result, the number of visitors to Yunxi Tower has increased by several tenths compared to the previous ones.

Shopkeeper Qian's mouth was about to crooked in a smile, he stroked his beard and shook his head, and almost wrote the word "proud" on his face.

At noon, a wave of diners retreated, and Yunxi Building counted the money until it became soft.

It will be dinner soon.

Because the taste at noon was really good, more guests came to Yunxi Tower in the evening, and it was during the Spring Festival, all of them brought their families with them. Yunxi Tower was once full of customers, and all the tables were full.

In this way, there are still a steady stream of guests coming to order, and the banquet is almost set until next year's Lantern Festival.

Shopkeeper Qian stood behind the cabinet, looking happily at the pile of deposits.

Until—the group of diners at noon suddenly came over.

"Treasurer Qian, something happened, something happened!!!"

(End of this chapter)