Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

The hot porridge was bubbling, and the steam was rising.

Zhang Luojia filled a plate with pickled cucumbers from a small jar on the side, diced spicy millet and green peppers, a little soy sauce and a little vinegar, and finally added a little white sugar to make a simple version of vegetable root flavor.

"This preserved egg is made of duck eggs, and it must be fresh duck eggs. It is made with plant ash, quicklime, black tea, and some alkaline noodles. Finally, it is wrapped in rice husks and placed in a jar. After it is filled, the mouth of the jar is covered with paper or large vegetable leaves. Then take a pile of yellow mud, add some salt and water, mix it, seal it on paper or vegetable leaves with yellow mud, do not let the jar breathe, and it will be ready for consumption in about one and a half to two months."

Huang Qiye said with a smile: "There is no need to explain it in such detail. Just keep your secret recipe to yourself. I just asked casually."

Zhang Luojia pretended to be puzzled and said innocently: "What is the secret recipe? No matter how good the food is, it is only for people to eat. The food I cook is for everyone, regardless of rich or poor. If you like it, I will cook it. People Food is our top priority, and I wish all the people could eat better and be stronger. What does this mean? It means that the Holy One has the skills to control the people and the people live and work in peace and contentment."

After hearing this rainbow fart, Mr. Huang Qi was startled for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "How many people will never be as good as you until their death, Mr. Huang admires it."

Zhang Luojia smiled shyly: "Besides, I still have such simple recipes. I'll write you a few more when I'm on my way after dinner. Ah, the porridge is ready."

Lu Ming diligently took the ladle from the clay pot, and Zhang Luojia came up to lay out the dishes and chopsticks. Fortunately, there were a few preserved eggs he had purchased before in the space, otherwise it would be too late to cook them now.

Ding Mangui was not curious about where these strange things came from. In his opinion, it was the appearance of his ancestors. Even if Zhang Luojia was now setting up a Man-Han banquet, he would not be surprised at all.

Served with crisp and delicious pickled cucumbers, secret hot sauce, and steaming pancakes, it will whet your appetite.

Huang Qiye and Ding Mangui gave a few polite words and started breakfast.

"This is porridge with preserved...preserved eggs? How come this raw meat doesn't have any fishy smell at all?" Huang Qiye stopped pretending and drank from the bowl with both hands: "I haven't eaten like this in how many years. This salty porridge is so heartwarming that it burns your stomach. When I was very young, I remember that there was a cook at home and his cooking was amazing, but it’s a pity... well, I might as well not mention it.”

Zhang Luojia blinked and seemed to feel something, but did not answer the question: "It's okay, your accent sounds like you are from Huangchenggen. My father and I are planning to go to the south of the Yangtze River to have a long experience and appreciate southern and northern cuisines." The difference is that in two years I will be successful and I plan to open a restaurant at the foot of the emperor in the imperial city. When the time comes, Mr. Huang will support me."

Huang Qiye smiled brightly: "Hahahaha, definitely."

Lu Ming took a bite of the flatbread, a bite of the vegetable roots, and another bite of the warm preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Finally, he burped and licked the bowl all over, looking at Zhang Luojia and feeling disgusted.

Zhang Luojia unceremoniously handed over the aftermath work to Lu Ming, and helped Ding Mangui into the carriage. When he passed under a tree, he heard a cooing sound coming from the tree, and he tried not to laugh out loud.

Huang Qiye also got on the carriage, and Lu Ming drove side by side with her. From time to time, he would say something like "beautiful people and good craftsmanship, and business will definitely be prosperous in the future."

However, Zhang Luojia tricked him into telling him everything, including where he lived, how many brothers and sisters he had, what he liked to eat, what Huang Qiye liked to eat, etc.

At noon, I fried a large pot of three fresh local delicacies, all freshly picked from the space, and served with plump rice. Even Huang Qiye couldn't help but eat two bowls.

"How much stuff do you have in this carriage? According to me, why are you going to Jiangnan? With your current skills, if you open a restaurant from the Imperial City to keep it, you will have an endless queue to earn endless money." Huang Qiye photographed Pat your belly and sit in the sun.

Zhang Luojia looked at the figure who kept picking his head over the hay not far away, and deliberately raised his voice: "Just to make money, my father and I will definitely go straight to the roots of the imperial city. The main thing is to broaden our horizons and learn more, just take As for yesterday’s Xianren Tang, both meat and vegetables can be cooked, but do you know what tastes best?”

Zhang Luojia gave up, Huang Qiye and Lu Ming shook their heads, and Ding Mangui also looked expectant.

"I'm going to Tai'an soon. The specialty here is tofu. The texture is incredible. The water tofu is soft and delicate, while the dry tofu is chewier. Generally, people eat it directly, but if you rinse it in a pot, the taste won't be worth mentioning. It's really A true Sai Shenxian.”

Just listening, Huang Qiye kept shaking his throat.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but not far behind me, there were bursts of cooing sounds like thunder.

"Each place has its own characteristics. If I can connect the characteristics of each place, share the dishes from the north to the south, and share the dishes from the south to the north, it will be good for people who love food to a certain extent. Isn’t it?”

Huang Qiye patted his thigh: "Yes, yes, it's your opinion. It's just a bargain for us gourmets. Don't you know? There are many restaurants in Huangchenggen, and each restaurant has one or two signature dishes." , not to mention that it is ridiculously expensive, and he regards the recipe as more dear to him than his own mother, and there are also a few southern cooks who are even more arrogant. I... I have long been unhappy with them. "

Zhang Luojia said: "We'll buy some tofu when we get to town. I'll prepare the soup base in the evening and continue to cook it in the evening."

Of course Huang Qiye applauded: "Lu Ming, go buy meat. Ah, if Miss Ding needs anything else, let Lu Ming buy it for you. Don't be polite."

Of course Zhang Luojia would not be polite and listed out a bunch of details: "Then thank you for the hard work, brother Lu Ming."

Lu Ming scratched his head and giggled: "Of course it's not hard. When I think about eating immortal hotpot at night, I won't even feel tired even if I run twenty miles back and forth."

The carriage was swaying. When it arrived at the gate of the county town, it handed over the road guide. Zhang Luojia and Ding Mangui entered the city smoothly, but their eyes were always focused on the back. As expected, when Lu Ming took out the road guide, the officer guarding the city bent his knees and was struck by Lu Ming. I don't know what I said when I pulled him up, and he respectfully welcomed me into the city.

"What are you looking at? You've noticed it too." Ding Mangui stretched out his head and said, "When I first saw Mr. Huang Qi, I knew he was either rich or noble. Along the way, I became even more certain that this man was definitely a big man. Sir."

Zhang Luojia: "Then we both want to go together."

Ding Mangui smiled proudly: "I am your father. How can I not know what you are thinking? Seeing how showy you are in the past two days, I don't have to cooperate with you more."

"Brilliant, brilliant!"

Ding Mangui and Zhang Luojia looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.