The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

When the sun fell behind the mountain, there was still some afterglow. The soldiers of the Pingshan army who had been busy all afternoon waiting for food had happily set up a pile of bonfires. Ten people gathered around the stove and rubbed their hands for dinner.

In the afternoon, with the fire brigade, they fired several big pot of hot pot, and found that they were all hot pot, but they did not dare to spray perfume, so they would be more eccentric.

What's more, she found that every stronghold leader who met and greeted her would subconsciously sniff and watch her swallow saliva.

"Don't look, the smell of pepper just hooks people. They're not cannibals!"

As soon as the strange looking ghost was pulled aside, Jiang qianxia saw that the leaders were sitting in front of their own small tables. He quickly called the fire army and said, "almost. First, you take someone to share the hot pot bottom for everyone."

"There is at most one spoonful in each pot. If there is more, I'm afraid they will have stomach trouble at night."

Jiang qianxia couldn't stand the taste of the hot pot bottom fried with butter, pepper, pepper, various spices and the special sauce of ethnic minorities in Yunnan.

The soldiers who were assigned to the end of the material roared and puffed their cheeks to blow the fire stove, which was very lively. The invited leaders themselves liked this kind of bonfire party, which can only be experienced during the festival, and showed great relaxation.

Personally put half a spoonful of hot pot bottom material into each leader's small copper pot. Jiang qianxia clapped his hands. The soldiers who were trained to work came up with beef bone soup that had been boiled all afternoon and added the soup bottom bravely.

In Daqian, it is against the law to kill cattle and eat meat. Even if princes and nobles are greedy and secretly touch and kill cattle, they have to go to the county to report those who lied about falling dead and pay a fine.

But that's about buffalo that can plough.

Dianzhou is close to the Qinghai Tibet Plateau. There are many hairy cattle. It is a major source of meat here.

Today, the butter used for frying the bottom material is all killed cattle. Large pieces of beef are divided, and beef bones are stewed with soaked mushrooms. Now they are just in use.

"It's a great honor for shallow Xia to have a casual meal."

Today is not Guli's home, so Jiang qianxia got up with an ox horn cup and said with a smile: "I don't say much else. I'll give you a toast first!"

The village leaders stared in amazement at the small, white and soft girl, looked up and drank a horn cup of wine without even clicking.

The wine was so sharp that it made a group of old men applaud.

There was a thin red on his face. Jiang qianxia smiled, not because the wine was strong, but because he was ashamed.

The wine in her cup and the wine pot on the table are rice wine brewed in the stockade here. It tastes sweet. The degree is lower than beer

The wine she specially prepared for them was brewed at the distillery of her own, at least forty degrees baijiu.

Seeing the honest leaders fill their wine glasses one by one to repay her, Jiang qianxia half sat down and got stuck in vain, and rubbed to stand up again.

"Ah ha ha... If you focus on good wine, the meal you have been busy all afternoon in shallow summer will be ruined."

Around his and Guli's small table, Jiang qianxia pointed to the stacks of exquisite dishes placed next to the leader's small table and taught them to cook the dishes they wanted in the hot pot first.

Then she motioned them to taste it first. She specially drove the rice peel and wrapped the shredded vegetables, shredded meat and peanut foam.

People in Dianzhou are keen on rice food. The refreshing roll powder with seasoning vinegar added with lemon juice is refreshing and fragrant.

Most importantly, the roll powder is the size of each index finger. Even if you take one bite, it doesn't seem rude. It's completely different from the leaders' usual feeling of eating in a big bowl. It's very novel.

There is only a small dish of fragrant roll powder. After appetizing everyone, the firemen immediately removed the empty plate and replaced it with freshly fried spring rolls.

The appearance looks similar, but the sauce is replaced by a slightly sweet, Thai style sweet and spicy sauce. The crisp taste and attractive oil smell can bring a sense of satisfaction.

Next, hot and sour fish fillet, vinegar ribs, eternal lion head and braised meat, and then some light dishes again.

There was only a little bit of each, about one or two mouthfuls, but the leaders were dazzled by the constant change of dishes and were overwhelmed by waves.

After tasting nine dishes in a row, the leaders were not satisfied, but were even more hungry. They were fascinated by Jiang qianxia's hint that hot pot can be eaten.

Absentmindedly, he put his chopsticks into the copper pot. Ah Yilan's father, ashno, the head of the Ni nationality, looked at the laughing Jiang qianxia and said, "your daughter, you have prepared so many dishes so that you don't give us time to relax before the dishes in the pot are cooked?"

"Hehe, it's not the way to treat guests by letting them wait on the table."

Blinking his eyes, Jiang qianxia covered his mouth and said with a smile: "of course, the most important thing is that the dishes we just ate came from me. There are too many people to eat. Qianxia is really busy. We can only make one pot for each dish. Let's share it. Eat less and have a taste."

Such a frank reason made the leaders laugh, and the last trace of embarrassment and embankment were also weakened to the minimum.

After taking a deep look at Jiang qianxia, asino didn't say much. He took the lead to pick up the red dishes in the copper pot, blew them twice and stuffed them into his mouth.

Just at the entrance, the burning pain and the strong fragrance straight through the head forcibly washed away the taste of all the dishes just now.

The beef bone soup with strong taste, coupled with the red oil base with excellent heat, and the vegetables full of soup not only have their own freshness, but also have a thick aroma.

After a few chopsticks, I was sweating all over. My back was blown by a small wind and shivered comfortably.

"Delicious, it's really delicious!"

He kept on talking. Ashnaud sighed with admiration and said, "did all the people outside the mountain eat such delicious food? We savages in the mountains have really seen a lot."

His eyebrows jumped twice unnaturally. Jiang qianxia continued with the same look: "boss, you're wrong."

"Oh? What's wrong?" Ashno put down his chopsticks with interest to see how she argued.

"Today everyone eats all kinds of delicious food, but only in their own homes and palaces in shallow summer can they often eat it. Many big families can't eat it."

She's not lying.

Before the new iron smelting technology was lifted and opened to the public, ordinary people in Daqian could not afford an iron pot, let alone fried vegetables.

As for dignitaries, there is no shortage of pots at home, but they can't afford to ask Jiang qianxia to borrow a cook to learn their skills. It's good to be able to eat some home-made dishes by themselves.

He fooled ashno first. Jiang qianxia continued to flatter him with a modest attitude: "besides, the hot pot we eat now is beef bone soup, and the bottom material is fried with butter. The cattle are rare outside the mountain. They are hairy and can't be cultivated, but we can eat them here."

"Not to mention the comfortable weather that is not cold in winter and not hot in summer. Back to the mountains, you don't have to worry about food and drink. In addition to the inconvenient passage, it's really a good place for immortals to live!"

Being scratched by Jiang qianxia, a leader shook his head and said proudly, "that's not right. When the God mother who can communicate with the mountain god mother-in-law comes and uses great magic to break through the mountain, we'll be really comfortable here!"