Reborn Farmhouse Restaurant [Transmigration Book]

"Tell me! Boss Du, how much do you want?!" Su Junxia stood with his hips akimbo in the courtyard of Du's house. There were several wooden basins in front of him, which were full of snails. Su Junxia looked very proud and giggled cheerfully. with.

The corners of Du Qingchen's eyes twitched, he squatted down and grabbed a handful of snails, and asked in confusion, "Where did you get so many?"

"Collect it! Three Wen is a catty. I sent people to collect it in the countryside. Don't worry, they are all alive. I have people inspect them. They are all soaked in water, and some have vomited mud for several days. Now it can be used in the pot! Hehe..." After the snails are fished out of the river, they can't be cooked directly, and they need to be soaked in clean water for a few days to spit out the sludge.

Du Qingchen frowned, "Didn't you wipe out the snails in the river?!"

"Don't worry!" Su Junxia waved his hand, "This is the season when snails give birth. There are so many small snails in the mud that are about the size of pebbles. How can they become extinct? There should be fewer this year, but they will definitely recover next year." Yes, during times of famine, people were so hungry that they had to eat boiled snails, and I didn’t see them becoming extinct! I’ve only harvested them for a few days?!”

What Su Junxia said made sense, and Du Qingchen nodded. He actually knew very little about farming and village affairs, not as much as Su Junxia!He didn't mention any more, and instead said: "Okay! How much is it, I will pay you later."

"No, I don't care about this little money, I'm waiting to eat your cooking!" Su Junxia rubbed his hands, he was very interested in the matter of trying dishes!

Du Qingchen did not continue to give in to Su Junxia for such a small amount of copper money. Both of them are not short of this little money now, but Du Qingchen still will not take advantage of Su Junxia. He will let Su Dong go to Su's house later to find out Yang Liu'er, let him take the money back. Yang Liu is young and doesn't understand these things at all. If you give him the money and let him take it home, he won't ask more questions or refuse, and just take it back.

Du Qingchen turned to ask: "Have you spit out the snail mud?"

Hearing this, Su Junxia regained his energy immediately, pointed to the basin on the edge and said: "Well, this basin was collected first, it has been several days, and I must have vomited it up, and the rest are based on the time of collection. One pot after another, just pay attention when you use it."

Du Qingchen nodded, "Alright then, find some scissors and cut the snail tail for me!"

"Huh?" Still have to work!Can't we just wait and eat?Su Junxia scratched his head.

After the two of them and Su Zishi, who helped to drive the snails, came over, they worked for a while before they produced a small bowl of snails. Du Qingchen washed them in the kitchen and asked them to wait outside for a while.

In the kitchen, Du Qingchen burned hot oil, mixed ginger, garlic, dried chili, etc., and poured them into the pot, stir-fried until the flavor was released, then put in the snails and stir-fried, poured in cooking wine, salt, etc. After rushing out, Su Junxia slipped into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, stood behind Du Qingchen, and said with emotion: "If every household here is as willing as Boss Du for seasoning, then this snail must be delicious!"

Du Qingchen lowered his head and was busy, without looking back, he asked, "How do you usually eat?"

"Just boil it in water! Rich people put some salt. You don't know that even the children in the village would not touch this thing to eat it. It is better to catch a fish or touch a toad and bake it. No one pays attention to this fragrance on weekdays." Su Junxia sniffed, his saliva was a little flooded, and he swallowed, "Maybe I still don't want to part with the condiments, so I can't get out this kind of fragrance."

Du Qingchen smiled, seeing that the frying was almost done, he poured a ladle of water into it.

When the cooking was almost done, Du Qingchen took out the soup, scooped out the snail meat with a colander, put it aside, poured water to cook the vermicelli, and after a while, scooped out the water again, put the soup back in, Then add the boiled vermicelli.

"You are a bunch of tossing, just put the soup and cook the powder."

"The taste will be worse that way. This is a skill, also called a recipe. Otherwise, wouldn't outsiders know how my dishes are made by just tasting them?" Du Qingchen smiled.

Su Junxia doesn't know how to cook, but he still nodded when he heard the words, "There are still such things!"

"There's more to pay attention to!" The vermicelli noodles are going through the soup for the second time, and Du Qingchen started to serve the rice while talking. On the side, Du Qingchen cut capers, fried peanuts and other ingredients are also prepared Yes, the Du family's kitchen is full of all kinds of ingredients, and they can be used wherever they are.

Taking advantage of the heat of the soup, Du Qingchen sprinkled the ingredients into it. When the soup was hot, the ingredients softened slightly, and Du Qingchen said, "It's done."

"Okay, come here, I'll serve it!" Su Junxia leaned forward and smelled it, the smell of the sour bamboo shoots that Du Qingchen threw in before came to his face, Su Junxia took a step back, he didn't feel the smell when it was just placed on the desk , and now put it in a steaming bowl, it actually stimulated the stink!

Seeing that Su Junxia didn't respond, Du Qingchen even took a step back and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Smelly!" Su Junxia pointed to the bowl on the stove and said angrily.

"It doesn't stink! The taste of these sour bamboo shoots is so authentic! I tried several methods, and I was afraid that the smell would not come out, but luckily it finally worked out." Du Qingchen leaned over and smelled it with a smile.

Su Junxia looked sad and angry, "Good snail soup, no snail meat! Good vermicelli, you must boil it in water! Good bamboo shoots! You have to cover it and put it in a bowl!!"

Du Qingchen looked innocent, "You don't want to eat, do you?"

Su Junxia hugged his chest, "I eat snails!"

Du Qingchen glanced at the snails that were fished out of the soup, and nodded, "That's fine, the bowl of snails is yours, we can eat snail noodles, come! Little brother, come and serve the bowl." Du Qingchen greeted Su Zishi with a smile.

Su Zishi scratched his head with a simple smile, and looked tentatively at Su Junxia.

Du Qingchen asked, "Do you just want to eat snails too? But Su Junxia has already taken them, so I'm afraid it's not enough for him alone."

"No, no!" Su Zishi waved his hands again and again, "I won't grab it from the boss, I'll eat this, and this will do." Su Zishi actually minds the taste very much, but he has a good temper, so it's really hard to refuse Du Qingchen, let alone tell him Su Junxia snatched the bowl of snail meat that looked good, so he hesitated and stepped forward, and took the bowl to the table in the yard.

Du Qingchen also took out the bowl with a smile, there was still a lot in the pot, whoever likes it later can eat it!

Du's father and Su's father and Su's mother hid in the house, and they would never taste the snail noodles. Su Dong seemed to like this very much, with bright eyes, "I want to eat it too."

"Just right, he doesn't want Boss Su's bowl anymore. I'll bring it to you. There's still in the pot after eating." Du Qingchen stood up with a smile.

Su Junxia was surprised and said: "Su Dong, did you smell it?! It smells like... Don't force yourself to eat it just to make Du Qingchen happy!"

"Does it stink?" Su Dong sniffed, but didn't feel it. "Very fragrant!" Su Dong smiled.

Su Junxia stepped back three meters with the bowl in his hand, shaking his head with emotion, "Pregnancy is terrible, no wonder Luo Qing said before that pregnant people will have strange tastes, eating things that others can't eat at all, but others love it Sour, spicy, you actually like to eat... smelly!"

Du Qingchen came out with a bowl, put it on the table for Su Dong, and stared back, "Su Junxia!" Don't think he doesn't know what Su Junxia wants to say.

The three of Du Qingchen started to eat in front of Su Junxia. Du Qingchen and Su Dong really enjoyed the food. Su Zishi hesitated for a moment, and took a sip with his eyes closed. It seemed that it wasn't as scary as he imagined, and the taste was not bad. !

Du Rulin probably smelled the smell coming from the yard, so he went out with a book in his hands, looked around suspiciously, saw Du Qingchen and the others eating in the yard, and asked strangely: "Brother, did you smell anything?" Stinky smell? Is our toilet upside down? Shit spilled out?” In other words, why these people can still eat!

Someone finally spoke Su Junxia's heart, and Su Junxia patted the table and laughed.

Du Qingchen silently put down his chopsticks, took the bowl and walked over, smiling, and did not answer Du Rulin's question, but said: "I made a new dish, do you want to try it? Do you dislike the one I used?"

Du Rulin faintly felt that the stench was getting closer, but he couldn't find any excrement. He was very puzzled, and saw his brother brought a bowl as if he was about to feed him. Du Rulin didn't have the nerve to refuse, and said stammeringly: "No, I don't dislike it." Having grown up eating in the same pot, he really doesn't dislike it.

"That's fine." Du Qingchen picked out a chopstick and stuffed it into Du Rulin's mouth.

Du Rulin blankly took a few sticks of powder in his mouth, sucked them, sucked them into his mouth and chewed, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious!"

"Good boy." Du Qingchen said with a smile: "There are still some in the kitchen, go fill them yourself."

"Hmm!" Du Rulin nodded heavily and headed towards the kitchen, but Du Rulin had a strange illusion, why did he think that the smell just now came from the bowl Du Qingchen was holding?And after he took a sip, he felt that he was integrated with the smell, and gradually he couldn't smell it anymore?

Seeing that his little friend who was united with him just now was coaxed into eating this extremely stinky powder, and went straight to the kitchen happily, Su Junxia was dumbfounded, is it really delicious?Su Junxia's eyes fell on Su Zishi's bowl, hesitantly said: "How about I pick a chopstick? Try it?"

Su Zishi couldn't lift his head up. Hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, but still smiled and pushed the bowl over. People in the countryside are not that particular, and it's okay to share bowls and chopsticks.

Su Junxia reserved a piece of vermicelli, and sizzled, it seems that it is indeed okay, but it doesn't smell bad in his mouth, and it still has a little fragrance, Su Junxia looked at Su Zishi again, "Why don't I pick up another chopstick ?”

Su Zishi quickly cooperated and said, "Boss, why don't I get you a bowl!"

Su Junxia coughed lightly, "It's okay, I'll try it first, try it..."

When Su Junxia was finally convinced by the snail powder, Du Qingchen said he wanted to sell it, but he also had his own concerns, "This food has a strong taste. Strictly speaking, it is true that many people don't like it. Restaurant, I'm afraid it will affect other guests' meals. Besides, there are not so many snails, why don't we cut off the surrounding snails for this reason!"

There is no such thing as breeding here. If the operation of snail noodles is expanded and large-scale acquisitions are made, it will definitely have a serious impact on the local snails, and the cultivation of snails may really be cut off.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to rent a small restaurant to sell this. On weekdays, I can also sell other things that also smell relatively strong, such as stinky tofu."

"What is stinky tofu?"

"I'll make it for you next time. After all, it takes time to stink the tofu." Du Qingchen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Su Junxia immediately thanked Bumin, "No need, you're being polite, thank you for your kindness."

Du Qingchen smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"Sure! It's a small shop anyway, so I'm not afraid of losing money." Su Junxia thought nothing of it, and the snail powder was actually... quite delicious, although he didn't want to admit it.

Just do what you say, Du Qingchen quickly rented a small shop in a prosperous area, which has the feeling that if you don't eat, you will be killed if you pass by, which makes Su Junxia shake his head again and again, saying that Du Qingchen is not authentic. Smiling and did not refute, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, the premise is to be fragrant!If they are not allowed to smell it often, how can they develop curiosity to taste it?

On the day of the opening, the smell was lingering, and passers-by were watching, but most of them were laughing and cursing. No one stepped into the store. Du Qingchen's staff had to go to Du Qingchen for advice. You can only eat it once, a total of [-] Wen, and you can't finish it.

The guy quickly went back to announce the news. Naturally, most passers-by didn’t care about the small amount of money, but it would be better to make money. Soon, someone came up to taste it, and laughed and shouted at other passers-by. Shout, "I'll give you a taste first, and if it's delicious, I'll come out and tell you!"

"Good! Be courageous!" Passers-by clapped their hands noisily, booing and amusing.

The successful opening turned out to be more like a carnival farce for the whole people. Du Qingchen stood on the second floor of the restaurant and looked at it, and he couldn't help laughing. The profit of the small restaurant is limited, so he didn't mind it very much.

An unremarkable sedan was coming here from the intersection, but was blocked by the crowd, "What's the matter?" The curtain of the sedan was lifted, and the occupant of the sedan asked the elderly servant beside the sedan.

"It seems that the restaurant is opening, so I will let the servants open the way."

"Wait, what is this smell?" The person in the sedan chair stopped him and asked suspiciously.

"Looks like it's a bad smell?" The old servant said in confusion, "I'm leaving right away, master, wait for a while."

"No, it's not the smell. It's the smell of bamboo shoots. Which restaurant did it come from? Go ask and buy some."

The person in the sedan chair lowered the curtain and continued to close his eyes to meditate. The smell was like the food his mother had prepared for him when he was poor when he was a child.His mother was a village woman, and her family was poor, so she was extremely frugal. Usually, the food was rotten and she insisted on reheating it. She refused to waste any money. The best food he had eaten when he was a child was probably given by the villagers that year. The bamboo shoots in the mountains given to them were used by his mother as an excuse to eat them slowly. After they were spoiled, they became sour bamboo shoots with a unique sour fragrance.

"Ah?" The servant was stunned, looked around blankly, and finally had to ask the servants to find out the origin of the smell, and if it was really something to eat, they would buy some back.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Du Qingchen watched the servant in the small sedan chair enter the door of his shop, and came out with big and small bags, and couldn't help wondering secretly, where did this come from?It doesn't look like a poor person, why are you willing to buy it after smelling the smell of snail noodles?Are you not afraid of losing face?After all, this is something that even ordinary passers-by are unwilling to taste casually!

The snail noodles quickly opened up in the provincial capital, but some people still can't stand the smell, but many people said that the taste is good, although it smells a bit stinky...in fact, it can't be said to be stinky!At least in the eyes of those who like it, this smell is a mouth-watering fragrance!

The Mingzhi Library has also been completed and opened. Min Anshi occasionally goes to the library. If he meets a scholar who studies from him, he is willing to give advice. He looks like a kind and amiable old man without any pretensions, which makes everyone admire him. , but, occasionally everyone is a little puzzled, why does Mr. Min always have a faint... stench?And the smell is so familiar, it seems to have been smelled before.

Soon, some scholars who love to eat this taste discovered the root cause of this smell, which is simply... the smell of that newly opened restaurant in the city that only sells stinky food!And this taste is what they often eat called snail noodles!Unexpectedly, Mr. Min also likes to eat this, just like them...

You know, they usually eat this in secret, and they have to take a shower and change their clothes after eating, for fear that others will smell it and make fun of them. As scholars, they still have to be concerned about face, and don't want to be laughed at for their unique taste.But when Min Anshi ate it like this, he suddenly felt that this was quite tall!Who dares to say that the food that Min Anshi eats is inferior and despicable!

In the silence of moistening things, starting from the scholars, everyone's attitude towards the restaurant on the street has changed. Even if the scholars go to eat again, they will not change their Confucian robes and buy them evasively. Instead, they hold their heads high. He strode into the shop filled with stinky smells, and had to refute if others joked and questioned him.

'Why, is the food that Min Anshi loves to eat, in your eyes, a humble food? ! '

In this way, the news gradually spread until no one knew about it, even Du Qingchen had heard of it.