"There are also lotus leaf water that can only be collected in summer, the freshest spring bamboo shoots, and other ingredients that I won't mention one by one."
Every time Song Yutong spoke the name of an ingredient, the shopkeeper's face dropped.
He didn't expect that there would be so many precious ingredients in such a bowl of fresh soup. Even the not-precious ingredients were mixed with the characteristics of the four seasons.
Matsutake grows in autumn, lotus leaves in summer, and the freshest spring bamboo shoots in spring.
It is indeed difficult for such a dish to be made into a popular dish used by restaurants in daily life. It is so exquisite, no wonder it tastes so good. Only an emperor can eat such delicacies!
The shopkeeper was speechless immediately and never thought of asking Song Yutong to teach him this dish.
But just because you can't teach it, doesn't mean you can't do it.
"Then do you have enough ingredients to make fresh soup? I will buy a pot of fresh soup from you."
The shopkeeper is determined to give up. After tasting this taste, he is not willing to put it down. He has never let his wife and children taste such a delicious soup.
When I saw how delicious the milk dumplings were just now, the shopkeeper also thought of the children at home.
Although there is no shortage of food and clothing, and I often eat the dishes cooked by Chef Fang, I have never had such a delicious soup.
"I still have a lot of ingredients stored at home. If the shopkeeper wants to eat them, I'll make them next time. I'm afraid I won't have time in the next two days."
Song Yutong probably guessed what the shopkeeper meant, but right now she really didn't have any extra free time to make fresh soup for the shopkeeper.
"Mrs. Cheng's words are enough. Let me know when Mrs. Cheng is free." The shopkeeper was very sensible.
After all the vegetables were moved and the shopkeeper cleared Song Yutong of the money for all the vegetables, she took out the contract for supplying the vegetables.
After settling the matter of serving food with the shopkeeper, the two of them signed a food supply contract and then walked to the county together.
With an ox cart, it is naturally much faster than walking on two feet.
Not long after, we arrived at the county.
On the way here, they saw many victims, all using crutches as they hurried outside the county gate. There was a refugee center there that would provide soup to the refugees at designated points, and they would not really let the refugees starve to death.
Along the way, I heard that the county is now a refuge for disaster victims, and many victims are unable to eat. Rich families with a lot of money would like to exchange their gold and silver for more food, but they can't exchange it no matter what.
Because the imperial court only had so much food for disaster relief, it was impossible to sell more.
This also gave Song Yutong and Cheng Hanyan a chance to pick up the slack. There was still some food in her system space, which was enough to replace a shop.
Their family is not short of food, and now that they have the four thousand taels of silver notes given by Ji Chengan, they are not short of money either.
It's just that the shop in this county town has been purchased, and I'm afraid it won't be able to open for a while.
Since there are so many people affected by the disaster in this county, it may take more than half a month to resettle the victims, but it will still be enough for the new shop to be renovated first.
Song Yutong originally wanted to take the children for a walk around the county town, but now there are disaster victims everywhere, and the county town has lost its former prosperity. Everywhere is visible, and the refugees are in a mess and complaining.
Naituanzi looked at the injured victims lying in the broken tent and rolling in pain. She couldn't bear it and wanted to step forward to comfort them.
Song Yutong not only did not stop him, but also encouraged him to contact him in order to cultivate the child's kindness.
Naituanzi saw that there was still corn and vegetable flour pancakes left, so he took them and handed them to the little boy who looked very weak.
"This cake is for you to eat."
The little boy's eyes were as fierce as a wolf's, and his eyes were very guarded. He was holding an injured little girl in his arms.
I heard that their parents were washed away by the flood, and only these two siblings were left to depend on each other.
It's a pity that my sister was born with a heart disease. If she hadn't been protected by her parents and brother, she would have died long ago.
"Who are you?" The little boy did not dare to take the pancake from Naituanzi's hand, but instead asked him about his origins.
"My name is Cheng Mingxuan, what's your name?" Nai Tuanzi blinked, looking very innocent and cute. Because Nai Tuanzi was born well, the little girl with heart disease was stunned.
"Brother Mingxuan, you are so beautiful. Are you the little boy under the Guanyin Seat?" Song Yutong felt happy hearing the child's childlike words. She also wanted to know how Naituanzi would react?
But he didn't expect Naituanzi to put the pancake directly into the little girl's hand: "This is my breakfast. My mother made it. You can take it and eat it. I'll leave first."
After saying that, he ran away shyly, making Song Yutong want to laugh.
But she didn't have time to stay here. When she was walking around the county town, she had already spotted a rouge shop that was ready for sale.
I am planning to find someone to buy this rouge shop. Coincidentally, the upper and lower floors of this rouge shop were formerly restaurants.
Just because he had eaten people to death in the past, no one dared to touch this shop and turn it into a restaurant. The new owner had no choice but to use it to open a rouge shop.
But Song Yutong is not afraid of this. He has eaten people to death. That was a problem with the food, not the restaurant. And the person died at home, not in this restaurant.
Moreover, from the outside, this rouge shop is considered to be an excellent central location. People traveling all over the world will always pass by here. If a restaurant is opened here, the business will probably not be bad.
Of course, as long as she doesn't feel unlucky, it's okay.
After Song Yutong explained her idea to Cheng Hanyan, she thought she would go find someone to show her the shop, but she didn't expect that Cheng Hanyan disagreed.
"That shop can't do it. I've eaten people to death when I opened a restaurant. Even if you don't think it's unlucky, others will."
After Cheng Hanyan reminded Song Yutong, she realized that the ancients respected gods and paid great attention to the dead.
Otherwise, the previous owner of this shop would not have changed it into a rouge shop and would not have dared to open a restaurant again.
"But I just like this shop. This is definitely a very prosperous area. Can you help me think of any other options?"
Song Yutong grabbed Cheng Hanyan's clothes and acted coquettishly, making Cheng Hanyan feel helpless.
The refugee point is not very far away from here. When Naituanzi ran over, he didn't notice that the little boy was also walking over.
At the same time, I also heard what Song Yutong said.
He turned to look at the corn and vegetable pancakes held in his sister's hands, pursed his lips, hesitated and stepped forward.
"There is an evil spirit in this shop and we cannot open a restaurant!"
As soon as Song Yutong turned her head, she saw the little boy who was half a head taller than Naituanzi, and recognized him as the little refugee who had just protected his sister.
She raised her eyebrows curiously: "Have you heard from adults that people have died here?"
"No, it's what I saw." The little boy said calmly.