I'm afraid there is no ghost, there is a thief in this inn. But what will happen to Ji Changan's food now?
Song Tuanyuan walked around and found some pickled sour bamboo shoots in the small kitchen, as well as the town's unique vermicelli. She suddenly thought of snail noodles.
"Don't worry yet. Don't tell your shopkeeper about the missing ingredients yet!" Song Tuanyuan said and went to the front.
"Shopkeeper, do you have any snails in your store?" Song Tuanyuan asked the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment: "I've never heard of such a thing!"
Song Tuanyuan was a little disappointed. It seemed that he couldn't eat the snail noodles!
"Xiao San, I'm not telling you not to eat these things. You will get sick if you eat these things. Isn't it just because Wang Laosan next door eats these things every day that his body is covered with red rashes and his belly is bloated as if he was eight months pregnant?
Yeah, why don’t you listen to my advice?”
Song Tuanyuan looked back and saw that the waiter named Xiaosan was holding snails, also called field snails.
Song Tuanyuan quickly stepped forward and said: "This snail tastes pretty good, but it must be cooked before it can be eaten. As long as it is cooked, it will be fine!"
The mistress raised her eyes and looked at Song Tuanyuan: "You like to eat too?"
"Not only do I like to eat, but I can also cook it. Do you want to try my cooking?" Song Tuanyuan asked with a smile, naturally the purpose was to trick the waiter into getting the snails out of his hands.
The waiter immediately gave the snails to Song Tuanyuan: "You make it for me and see if it's done. I'll give you the rent for free!"
"You bastard, what are you talking about? As long as you are generous, how easy will it be for you and I to open this store?" The shopkeeper jumped in anger.
Song Tuanyuan didn't expect that this mistress was actually the hidden owner of the inn, so she quickly said: "Just waive the rent for three rooms, not five!"
Ji Changan is so rich, so he can pay for it himself!
The mistress said with a smile: "Okay!"
Song Tuanyuan quickly went in with the snails, leaving the shopkeeper alone with his mouth trembling with anger.
First, wash the snails and blanch them in hot water. Song Tuanyuan mixed the sour bamboo shoots with the snails and cooked them. After a while, the famous sour smell came out.
"Is this food edible?" Ma Xiaosan pinched her nose, almost too excited.
"It's definitely edible. Don't smell the stinky smell. It tastes really delicious!" Song Tuanyuan took out the noodles and poured the boiled snail and sour bamboo shoot soup on top, then added vinegar and spicy pepper, and it was a bowl of snail noodles.
It's done.
"It's a pity that the soup was simmered for too short a time, and the only spices were star anise, cinnamon, bay leaf, and tangerine peel, cumin, dried shiitake mushrooms, angelica root, amomum villosum, and grass fruit, and the taste would be even more authentic!" Song Tuanyuan sighed.
Ma Xiaosan said: "Are you cooking or making medicine, using so many things?"
Song Tuanyuan smiled: "Cooking is also a technical job. If you don't believe me, try it. I guarantee you will fall in love with it after just one taste!"
Ma Xiaosan hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the sour bamboo shoots and said, "Those are pickled bamboo shoots. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with them?"
Seeing that he didn't dare to eat it, Song Tuanyuan had to take a bite first.
I haven’t tasted this flavor for a long time!
Seeing how delicious Song Tuanyuan was eating, Ma Xiaosan finally took a bite.
"Hmm, it's really delicious!" Ma Xiaosan said, but he was a little worried, "If you eat bad bamboo shoots, will you really not get upset?"
"No, don't worry!" Song Tuanyuan and Ma Xiaosan started eating.
"What does this smell like? Who is cooking shit? My inn has no business..." After a while, the innkeeper came with a broom and cursed.
Song Tuanyuan was startled and quickly pushed Ma Xiaosan forward: "Tell your father that I will go and serve my master first!"
Ma Xiaosan nodded while eating.
Shopkeeper Ma took a broom into the kitchen to catch the man who was stewing "shit", and saw his son eating it. The smell was coming from the bowl.
"Damn it, even though there are no guests in my inn, I'm not starving you, so you're actually eating shit?" Shopkeeper Ma was so angry that he hit someone with a broom.
"Dad, Dad, don't open an inn in the future. Just sell this noodle. This noodle is really delicious!" Ma Xiaosan said while running with a bowl, "Anyway, we don't have many customers in the store, so why not change our profession?"
Got it!"
Shopkeeper Ma was so angry that he chased Ma Xiaosan and beat him non-stop.
Dashan is cleaning the room at this moment.
There are many rooms in the inn, but because no one has stayed there for a long time, a lot of dust has accumulated in the rooms.
"Sir, I went to inquire about it. This inn is rumored to be haunted. It's in such a remote location, so there's no one there. Should we change to another inn?" Dashan couldn't help but ask.
"Prince Liang's eyes are all over the world. If he knows that Song Tuanyuan and I know each other, it will only increase his suspicion. There is no one in this inn. It's quiet!" Ji Chang'an said, opening the window and just wanted to change rooms.
The air inside was filled with a stench.
Dashan also smelled it, and quickly held his breath and stepped forward, closing the window, "Sir, no wonder there are no guests in this inn. What is so smelly?"
Before Dashan finished speaking, he felt that the smell was getting worse and worse, getting closer and closer...
"Mr. Ji, it's time to eat!" Song Tuanyuan brought the snail noodles in with a smile, and also gave Dashan a bowl.
"What is this?" Dashan stepped forward to smell it and quickly pinched his nose.
"This is a specialty here, called snail noodles. It smells bad and tastes delicious!" Song Tuanyuan was afraid that Ji Changan would not eat it, so he told a little lie.
"Da Shan, didn't I ask you to buy fresh fish to make fish soup?" Ji Changan looked back at Dashan coldly.
Dashan quickly said: "The little one bought it, the only two fish I bought in the whole town!"
Song Tuanyuan quickly said: "The cat took the fish away, so you can eat this first. It smells bad, but it tastes really delicious. Take a bite first!"
Song Tuanyuan picked up a chopstick and was about to feed Ji Changan.
Ji Changan resolutely refused to touch it.
"But there is no food in the kitchen!" Song Tuanyuan sighed, "The inn you are looking for has not had guests for a long time, so there is no other food in the kitchen. Otherwise, you have to take a bite and decide whether to eat or not, otherwise you will be hungry.
Eat your belly!"
Ji Changan frowned and looked at Dashan: "Dashan, go out and buy some food!"
Dashan responded quickly.
"Forget it if you don't eat it, don't waste it!" Song Tuanyuan put the chopsticks of snail noodles into his mouth.
Ji Changan couldn't help but cover his nose.
Song Tuanyuan ignored him and kept eating more and more delicious snail noodles. The fragrance of snail noodles is something that those who don’t want to eat snail noodles can’t understand!
"Gugu!" Ji Changan was hungry, but still refused to touch the snail noodles.
Song Tuanyuan ate one bowl, and the remaining bowl was served to Song Fuchuan. Song Fuchuan also refused to eat it at first, but in the end he was forced to take a bite and reluctantly accepted it.
It was very late, and Dashan bought two dry steamed buns from outside. The master and the servant were gnawing the dry steamed buns while fanning themselves with cattail fans. The smell in the room was so smoky!
Early the next morning, Ji Changan was awakened by shouts from below.
"What's wrong?" Ji Changan was unhappy.
Isn't this inn unoccupied because it's haunted? Why did so many people come suddenly?
Dashan quickly went down to take a look. As soon as he went out, he was choked and fell to the ground, almost fainting.