Zhou Heng glanced at him, "Splitting firewood, burning fire, prepare a small breeze stove for me to deliver to the room. I want to make an enhanced version of osmanthus honey!"

"In the room? Why can't I be here?"

Zhou Heng glared at him and looked at Boss Xue who was silly. Whether it was added or not, it seemed very mysterious. This made people feel valuable. Zhu Yunmo was just a signboard, so how could he use it well?

"Do you know the secret recipe? I want to add a special medicinal herb to go!"

"Oh, I understand!"

Boss Xue suddenly realized, and then he ran out with a smile.

After a moment, I brought a blast stove to the wing room with a casserole on it. I ran there and brought honey and osmanthus flowers. I remember Zhou Heng mentioned these two things just now.

Zhou Heng didn't say anything, so he quickly grabbed the osmanthus flowers and took a look. He chose it for a while, threw it into the pot, then added a layer of honey and sprinkled with a layer of osmanthus flowers.

When the golden osmanthus flowers are heated, they instantly exude a strong fragrance. As the honey stirs, the sweet fragrance and the floral fragrance are superimposed together, less sweet and more refreshing fragrance.

"It smells so good! But there is no encrypted material!"

Zhou Heng sighed. This guy's IQ is paroxysmal, and his intelligence decreases when he sees what he eats. I guess his mind is already trapped by honey!

"If you don't say that to the outside world, can you tell others that you can do this, and who will you sell?"

After saying that, he ignored Boss Xue behind him and stirred it with a wooden spoon. Seeing that the mixture was evenly mixed and there were no bubbles, Zhou Heng took the casserole away from the blast furnace. Boss Xue understood Zhou Heng's meaning this time and moved everything back to the kitchen again.

At this time, Zhu Dayong's glutinous rice had already been washed, and he helped Zhu Changli wash the lotus roots. Boss Xue's fire was already burning.

"Brother Xue, put licorice and mint into the pot, boil the water, and don't rush the heat, just cook slowly under low heat, then find some bamboo slices and we will cut it into bamboo sticks by ourselves."

Boss Xue nodded and started adding water. Zhu Dayong volunteered to find a lot of long bamboo slices, cut them and clean them. Zhou Heng asked them to change half of the bamboo sticks to the length of the toothpicks.

Two hours later, Zhou Heng tasted the herb soup in the pot, threw the brown sugar into a large bowl, and the soup instantly turned black and red.

"It's done, let's fill the rice. Learn from me. Carefully stuff the soaked glutinous rice into the holes of the lotus root, and then insert the cut plug with bamboo sticks."

As he said that, Zhou Heng had already started to fill the rice and quickly filled a lotus root. Although the three of them were not very skillful in their movements, they also started to make a decent job. Soon, they put a pot of lotus roots filled with glutinous rice.

Zhou Heng looked at the number and asked them to stop.

"Okay, it's getting late. Make so much today. Carefully put the lotus root in the pot and cook it on high heat for two quarters of an hour!"

Boss Xue was energetic, "I'll do it!"

As he said that, he walked to the big pot with the basin in his arms, carefully placed the lotus root in the pot, covered the lid and quickly added firewood.

Zhou Heng shook his arms. Not to mention that this job is not as easy as surgery, he went back to the house to rest for a while, and calculated that the time was almost done, Zhou Heng returned to the kitchen again.

The three were neatly arranged, standing next to the stove, and a strong fragrance came from the pot.

It smelled pretty good. Zhou Heng pursed his lips and walked closer, raised his chin at Boss Xue, and said:

"Open the lid of the pot, pay attention to the water on it, and do not drip into the pot. Move quickly, otherwise it will affect the taste!"

Boss Xue nodded solemnly. No matter how it smells, it is tempting, and it is a sin to waste food!

The hand moves quickly, lift the lid of the pot and quickly erect it next to the stove. With a burst of steam, a stronger fragrance will be emitted.

Zhou Heng leaned his head and saw that there was no soup in the pot, but there were small brown-red bubbles in the gap between the lotus roots and kept stimulating. Zhou Heng's lips were filled with a smug smile.

"It's done, give me some plates."

Zhu Dayong was quick-witted and quickly handed a stack of plates to Zhou Heng, chose a super large plate, and found two more small plates, frowned slightly.

It seems that there is a lack of charm in this way. How can we express a different feeling?

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, thinking of the later generations' presentation, the combination of poetry and painting and food, which was simply too stylish!

"Brother Xue, I remember you brought a lot of lotus leaves covered with lotus roots. Are there any more now?"

Boss Xue looked puzzled, but he still pointed to a basket in the corner of the wall, with lotus leaves piled up on it. Zhou Heng quickly walked over, searched for it, picked up more than a dozen very complete lotus leaves, and a lotus bud, and handed it to Zhu Dayong with a smile.

"Rinse it with well water, don't rub it, just rinse it gently!"

Boss Xue looked puzzled and asked silly: "What do you want this leaf? You can't eat or drink!"

The smile on Zhou Heng's face disappeared in an instant, and he was blanched.

"Look honestly, there are so many questions!"

Boss Xue clenched his fists and frowned. He glanced at the yard. Thinking of the broken pebbles, he quickly let go of his fists. Without saying anything else, he followed Zhou Heng to the stove.

Zhu Dayong was quick to rinse the lotus leaves quickly. Zhou Heng found a piece of the right size and placed it in a tray. He broke off the lotus petals and scattered them in a corner of the lotus leaves.

Roll up your sleeves, hold a small flat plate with both hands, hold a soft lotus root, place it on the cutting board, place a folded lotus leaf, cut the glutinous rice lotus into finger-thick slices, and place it in the lotus leaf plate one by one.

Finally, he used a long wooden spoon to pour some osmanthus nectar into the shape of osmanthus honey on the glutinous rice lotus. The honey juice emitted a sweet fragrance when it was heated. Zhou Heng held the plate and took a deep breath.

"It's done. This plate is sent to Mr. Zhu. It is easy to get heat in summer to recover from injuries. This osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root relieves heat and removes fire. There are also medicinal materials in it, which are very suitable for people with injuries."

Zhu Dayong just reached out to take it, and Boss Xue, whose eyes were not leaving the glutinous rice lotus, swallowed his saliva and said in confusion:

"Can this thing be eaten? Why don't we taste it? When we go back, I'll compare it. Is the taste of myself correct?"

Zhou Heng's cheeks trembled. This guy just wanted to eat it. He originally planned to deliver it to Zhu Yunmo first and then taste it. Looking at the two looking forward to look at the look of expectant eyes, Zhou Heng nodded slightly.

"Okay, put down this plate first and then cut it into another portion. This osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root tastes better."

As he said that, he was not pretentious, and took out two more pieces of lotus root again, cut them into thick slices and placed them on the plate. As soon as he drizzled with osmanthus nectar, Boss Xue got the bamboo sticks from somewhere, and tied them up and put them into his mouth.

He was so hot that he had been haggling for a long time, then he squinted his eyes and hummed without describing it. The expression said everything. Zhu Dayong and Zhu Changli looked at Zhou Heng, and Zhou Heng waved his hand.

"Don't look, eat!"

The two of them also followed Boss Xue's appearance and ate it with bamboo sticks and glutinous rice lotus roots. Zhu Dayong took a bite and widened his eyes.

"So sweet and glutinous, toothless old lady can eat it!"

Zhou Heng looked at his eating habits and suddenly thought of the barbecue in later generations. If this low-end version of glutinous rice lotus can be sold with bamboo sticks, one section of lotus root can be skewed three or four strings, and the price is correspondingly cheaper.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng strung a string with two bamboo sticks, with three thick glutinous rice lotus roots inserted on it, and looked at the three of them.

"Is this string of ten cents expensive?"

All three shook their heads, and Zhu Dayong pointed out the door and said, "The peach pastry in Lin Family Shop in the east of the city costs 5 cents a piece, which is much smaller than this piece. It is not as sweet as the osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root. If you take a bite and lose your slag everywhere, it makes you feel distressed."

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows. Obviously, this peach sauce is a kind of dessert here, and it is also the household name. Since it is cheaper than that, the sales should be fine.

Zhou Hengyi lowered his head, and the last piece was left in the plate, but it was also forked and sent into Boss Xue's mouth. It was so stuffy that his mouth was almost unable to chew. Seeing Zhou Heng looking at him, Boss Xue quickly swallowed it, and he choked and burped twice.

"Uh, sorry, it's so delicious"

Zhou Heng sighed, "I'm asking you, is it expensive for a bunch of ten cents?"
Chapter completed!