Tang Jiu tried his best to stretch his neck and look into the clay pot, but Lin Dan pushed it away and joked: "Be careful, don't fall into it, or I will braise you together."

Tang Jiu was amused and looked at her with a burning look: "The soup you make is completely different from the soup you make."

Lin Dan said slowly: "Lüshi Chunqiu·Benwei Chapter" says: The origin of ordinary taste is the beginning of water, five flavors and three ingredients, nine boils and nine changes... and then it becomes the ultimate taste. My three cans of soup are made of clear and sweet mountain spring water, and I use secret spices, and Nanshan rosin wood. Every time I boil, I add one flavor, and add nine times, and add nine times, and finally become a pot of soup, which is different from other ones. The taste is salty and sweet, and the fragrance is thick and light. My pot of marinade is made by boiling my own "Single and Flavor Method" and is naturally more rich than ordinary marinade."

Lin Dan put the chicken, duck and elbows he had taken out into the food box, cut the large pieces of pork belly into slices, and then continued: "The marinade is better, so you should keep adding fresh ingredients. You can take these cooked items back and eat them slowly, thank you for your care these days."

"No need to thank you." Tang Jiu was kind-hearted, but his hand was honestly stretched out and took the food box. Finally, he said: "I remember you put pig skin in and cooked it before, why didn't you see it?" Braised pig skin was also one of his favorite things, so he had to ask more questions.

Lin Dan pointed to the elbow and pork belly and chuckled, "See, I have fried the elbow and pork belly. The outer layer has burnt skin to protect the tender flesh on the inner layer, so that it has not been boiled by the marinade. But the pig skin is fresh and has not been fried. After a few hours, it has already turned into a thick gum and melted with the marinade. A good marinade must be both fragrant and sticky. Where does this viscous feeling come from? It depends on rich oil and glue. If the pig skin is not boiled, how can I make the new braised taste like an old braised? If you like it, I will fry the pig skin and then throw it into the pot next time. After the braised braised, let it cool and wait for you to pick it up."

Lin Dan kept talking about food scriptures, and a casual word hidden secret techniques that others would never learn in their lifetime, which made Tang Jiu feel so enchanting. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and emphasized, "Then remember to braise a little more pig skin, and I'll come back to get it. If you have any trouble here, go to the War Department's Office to find me, and I'll be on duty there."

Lin Dan did not ask about Tang Jiu's identity at all, nor did he feel intimidated and trepidated by making friends with noble people. He just smiled and nodded and sent the person away.

Seeing that she didn't ask, Tang Jiu showed some disappointment on his face. He walked out from afar and kept looking back, with a complicated expression. When he walked to the entrance of the alley, he saw a few people running out of the yard and said whisperingly: "Why did the fragrance just now disappear? Who is cooking? It's so fucking seductive! Let's go and go home for dinner!"

After a while, the whole alley opened the door to check each other, and their faces were full of salivation. This strange aroma of marinade was indeed extraordinary.

Tang Jiu then walked away slowly with the food box, shook his head and chuckled as he walked, and whispers from passers-by kept coming from behind: "Who was making braised food just now? Did you smell it? It smells so fragrant!"

As soon as he walked into the yamen, Tang Jiu saw Zhao Liu and Luo Tietou gathered together to eat, and a faint sweet fragrance came, which was very tempting. Zhao Liu raised his chopsticks and called out, "Oh, you are finally here, we have all eaten here."

"You have taken Yan Langqing's food box again? How many times have I told you that no matter what she said, don't let her come in, let alone her things. Do you take my words as an indifferent ear?" Tang Jiu's happy expression was immediately replaced by irritability.

On his table was a very exquisite food box. The lid was opened and four kinds of dishes were filled with jade-white thin porcelain bowls, including meat and vegetables, with unique shapes. Zhao Liu and others also got a food box, which contained more dishes, but the plate was not exquisite enough. I think it was specially bribed them.

As the saying goes, "With a short hand and a soft mouth, Zhao Liu and his wife often eat the delicacies sent by Yan Langqing, so they have to say a few good words for her: "Boss, you should follow Yan Yuchu. You love eating so much and have a tricky mouth. If you don't marry Yan Yuchu, who else do you want to marry? Don't even the Imperial Concubine agree with your marriage? We still can't stand it. If you want to marry Yan Yuchu, you can't find a second wife with such a good craftsmanship, so why are you pretentious? Come to propose marriage quickly!"

Tang Jiu stared at the exquisite food box for a long time and sneered, "You can take this food box too, and she will send something to you later. You can eat whatever you want, I don't care."

As soon as everyone showed a look of overjoyment, the leader continued, "Only a little, the food box I brought will be without you in the future."

The food box brought by the leader must have been prepared by the chef of the Hou Mansion. How can it be compared with the chef in the imperial kitchen? Several people nodded quickly and agreed, "Okay, okay, in the future, our brothers will be responsible for helping you eat the food box delivered by Yan Yuchu!" After saying that, he ran over quickly and took away the exquisite food box on the Tang Jiu table.

"That's all." Tang Jiu bent over, took out a jar of good wine from under the table, slapped the mud seal and poured a cup for himself. Then he opened the food box that Lin Dan gave him, took out a plate of steaming braised chicken, then lifted the lower layer, took out a plate of braised duck, and then brought out a plate of braised pork elbows in the next layer. The last layer was a plate of cut braised pork belly, sliced ​​one by one, and sprinkled with some sesame and chopped green onion, and a plate of bright red garlic chili sauce. The indescribable aroma of braised pork belly was everywhere, and it was domineering.

Tang Jiu pinched the chicken feet and pulled it gently, and the whole chicken leg was pulled off. The crispy meat was connected to the tender skin. The rich juice was oozing with clear oil. After a bite, it was salty and fragrant, and it was extremely delicious. The elbow was stewed and the skin was broken. The soft meat melted in the mouth, but the tendons were still a little tough. It was rolled with a tongue and rolled into the mouth. The taste was slightly slick; the pork belly was evenly fat and thin, full of sauce flavor, thin and thin, fat and soft. After chewing it a few bites, the fat and the juice of the fat was completely integrated with the crisp and tenderness of the lean meat. It was paired with the spicy garlic and the spicy chili peppers, and the taste was wonderful!

Tang Jiu took a few bites of voraciously, as if he was choking. He quickly picked up the cup and took a big sip of strong wine, and then sighed with satisfaction. He felt that the room was surprisingly quiet. He raised his head and found that Zhao Liu and the others were completely stunned, with their faint green eyes staring at their food box.

"Get out!" he sneered.

"No, boss, where did you buy the braised food? This is too fragrant, right? Give me some a try!" Zhao Liu begged with a face.

The imperial meals brought by Yan Langqing were filled with exquisite small plates. The taste was sweet and light, and the amount was small. It could almost kill a plate in one bite. It was delicious but not enough. It was not enough to be the best dish like the chef. It was all big meat, big oily and greasy, and the meat taste was scary. Pull a chicken leg down with your hand, stuff it into your mouth and chew it, and then pour a mouthful of wine to burn your throat. The taste was so beautiful that it could reach the immortal! This is the dish that rough men like, it is strong enough!

"Boss, boss, just give us a bite, just take a bite! We will never take Yan Langqing's things again in the future, really!" Zhao Liu and others gathered around and drooled at the dishes. As they got closer, the aroma of braised food became even more attractive, and they almost bite their tongues.

"Get out!" Tang Jiu said the same thing. After eating, he threw away the bones and left some elbows and pork belly for Changsui to send home. He could still be used as a midnight snack if it was hot at night.

Zhao Liu and his wife beat their chests and stamped their feet, wailing constantly, and swore to the sky that they would never pay attention to Yan Yuchu in the future. They would not accept any good things she gave, and asked the boss to give some braised food to try. The taste was so domineering that it simply took away their souls.

Tang Jiu threw away a few people and went straight to the military camp. He had to keep the good things for himself and eat them slowly. Who would be willing to give them to you?

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There was no dream all night. The next day, Lin Dan got up early, first put the noodles together, covered them with a wet cloth to wake up for a while, then cooked porridge, cut the dishes, and prepared to welcome the guests. Most of the servants who returned to Beijing with her had left, leaving only Xiaozhu and two literate pawns, Shaoyao and Dujuan to help the kitchen.

"Do we only sell noodles and porridge?" Shaoyao couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she saw that the master did not prepare other ingredients.

"We need to eat light in the morning, a bowl of porridge and a bowl of noodles is enough. Besides, people who get up before dawn are all hard-working people, and they have to rush to work. They don't have any spare money. They order the cheapest bowl of white porridge or Yangchun noodles, so where can I order food? We only sell noodles and porridge in the morning, and order rice, noodles and vegetables with customers at noon. They close in the afternoon and do not do business, because there are several brothels, gambling houses, and the afternoon and evening." Lin Dan explained patiently.

There is a dock nearby, and merchant ships often come and go. In order to facilitate the delivery of goods, there are several other escort agencies. There are more merchants from north to south, brothels, gambling houses, and inns, and gradually a unique business circle has been formed. Those who wake up early in the morning are either porters, boatmen, or escorts, and no one is rich. But at noon, all kinds of people get up to move, poor, rich, underworld, white, officials or wealthy businessmen, and all kinds of people are all mixed.

Lin Dan was very satisfied with opening a restaurant in such a popular place, but she didn't know what the Yan family thought, and she thought she would suffer a lot.

Lin Dan smiled and shook her head. Seeing that it was almost dawn, the sound of footsteps of Xisuo came from the street. He asked Xiaozhu and two pagodas to carry out the large clay pots containing marinade and place them at the door, put them several stoves underneath, and simmer them slowly over low heat.

"Remove the cloth strip, lift the lid, and stir it with a long spoon." Lin Dan said loudly.

Xiaozhu acted as she said. As soon as she lifted the lid, her head fainted first, and saliva flowed down immediately and almost dripped into the soup. He quickly covered his mouth, turned his head, handed the long spoon to another guy, and sucked: "Right up, I haven't had breakfast yet!"
Chapter completed!