I do research in ancient times

After the earthquake in Niubei Mountain, the whereabouts of Ning Fei, the son of the seventh generation, was unknown, and all the disciples of Mozong who were away returned to Jiuling City.

Although they received the letter from Juziling soon after, everyone still felt uneasy. After a month passed, the atmosphere in the city became more and more depressed, and they didn't have much energy to study the food.

Today, when Juzi returned safely, Jiuling Lake seemed to be revived, and it became lively all of a sudden.I heard that they were going to welcome Jizi and the new friends. Many textile workers who had worked in the canteen before also specially asked for leave. meals.

Not only the reception banquet, Mo Zong himself also needs to boost his spirits.The toughest days are over, and nothing soothes the soul like good food!

Frying and frying, thick oily red sauce, and the expensive chili powder in Ningcun workshops are not stingy at all, just sprinkle a lot, and then pour hot hot oil, the fragrance is overflowing.

"The fish must be handled well, don't touch the gall, it will spoil the taste."

Aunt Niu kept an eye on the six directions, pointing out the omissions of several helpers from time to time.After several months of experience in Ding'an City, Aunt Niu's culinary skills have become more and more sophisticated. Now the restaurants in Yangjiao Alley have become the signatures of the border town.

You know, this is a restaurant that mainly takes out food. The delicious food is not expensive, but the daily turnover is so much that it makes people jealous.

But Aunt Niu is very good at life.My family's business is good, and I haven't forgotten to support the neighbors around me. The whole Yangjiao Alley is now a famous food distribution center in Ding'an City. From the beginning of the alley to the end of the alley, there are all kinds of food sold, and the matching will not be repeated for half a month.

The business is good and you can make money, but the relationship with the neighbors is not so good.Aunt Niu’s shop has few places to eat, so the surrounding neighbors make space for those who come to look for food. It’s more profitable than renting out. Everyone treats Aunt Niu as the God of Wealth, and it’s hard to hear anything new. He would tell her about it, like an invisible news network.

However, to be a restaurant is to consider the cost after all. Since the positioning is convenient and close to the people, some good ingredients must not be used.Aunt Niu was in charge of cooking at Jiuling Lake this time, and she made up her mind to organize a decent table, firstly to make up for her poor young lady, and also to show the original guests Mo Zong's sincerity.

She had heard all about it. They sent a whole boatload of cattle and sheep, as well as pink salt with no smell.Although Juzi helped them a lot, the visitor was a guest, so Mo Zong couldn't be too stingy.

When Hassler brought a group of Donghu sailors into the door, the huge dining room was already filled with the tempting aroma of food.

Twelve Lang and Third Cousin sniffed desperately in the food pick-up line, their four eyes kept moving around the dishes, and their saliva was about to flow down.

Today's welcome banquet still uses divided meals. If you feel that it is not enough, you can come back and go again. If you can't finish eating, you won't add more dishes, and there is no waste in the food.

"Brother Twelve, do you think the red fish fillet will be delicious?"

The third cousin bit her finger, her eyes were glued to the boiled fish not far away.

She has loved fish since she was a child, but Ding'an City is located inland. Although it is adjacent to the Shaling River, the mixed fish produced in the river has a strong earthy smell and rough meat, so it can only be stewed with heavy sauce to cover up the smell.

"But it's a ragfish."

Twelve Lang shook his head slowly.

"It's not that you haven't eaten fish. Although there are no fish bones, the taste is not only not delicious, but also has a fishy smell. There is no benefit except that it has more meat. What's so delicious about it?"

She understood the truth, but Third Cousin still didn't give up.

She had heard about Aunt Niu's restaurant in Yangjiao Alley early in the morning, but she never had the chance to try it herself.

Last time, she also got a plate of the braised pork brought back by Brother Twelve, and she was astonished at the first bite!

The third cousin felt that she and Aunt Niu would definitely become friends, and that they could cook food that suits her like this. He must be a master who has been in the world for many years, tasted all kinds of flavors in the world, and has superb cooking skills.

I usually hear Brother Twelve boasting that he has a good relationship with Aunt Niu, and envied that Mr. Xiao Lang has a wide range of friends, but he didn't expect him to be in Niubei Mountain outside the city, less than an hour's journey away!

Woohoo, I feel like I missed a lot of meals!

However, since it has passed through the hands of the master, how can the miscellaneous fish be an ordinary fish? Aunt Niu will definitely be able to handle the earthy smell of the fish.

The third cousin gritted her teeth, her brainless superstition towards Master Niu still overcame her reason, and at the risk of not being able to finish her meal, she ordered three spoonfuls of spicy fish fillets from the sister who shared the dishes.

snort!

It's not delicious...just fight!

Brother Feng on the side looked at his cousin fiercely, and knew that the girl was being stubborn again.

He was happily watching the excitement with his chopsticks in his mouth, and he also graciously occupied a seat with good lighting for the third cousin, waiting for a while to appreciate the girl's face change.

As a result, before he came back, Twelve Lang's dog nose smelled a strong spicy and delicious smell, which was extremely domineering and spread wantonly in the space, attracting the attention of everyone in line.

"It's so fragrant! So spicy! Is it Aunt Niu's new dish?!"

"Hey, isn't this a prostitute? Shijian has also started cooking fish?"

The third cousin brought three bowls full of spicy fish fillets to the table, and Twelve Lang, who choked so much that he was not good at eating spicy food, coughed.

This was the first time she ate in Mo Zong's dining room. The little girl took a deep breath, then gently pushed aside the chili and sesame peppers, accurately picked up a piece of fish fillet from the red oil, and carefully put it into her mouth.

In an instant, a strange taste occupied the taste buds. After the spicy and delicious, slightly crispy texture, it was smooth and tender inside, and the third cousin almost swallowed it with her tongue.

Woohoo, as expected of Master Niu, how could it be so delicious!

This fish fillet is taken from the whole piece, and the thickness is just right. The surface of the fish meat scalded with boiling oil is fragrant and crispy.The original earthy smell of the fish is strongly suppressed by the spicy taste, served with sufficient meat oil and wild fresh vegetables, as long as you take a bite, you can't help but continue, and you can't stop at all.

"Delicious, delicious!"

The third cousin shed tears while eating, and felt that following her elder brother out of the city was a stroke of genius.Otherwise, where would she know that Master Niu is actually in Mozong, and she can taste the master's signature skills.

Woohoo, I don't know if Mo Zong accepts female disciples, the kind who can smash rocks with a sledgehammer...

Those who were also amazed by "Mo Zong Cuisine" were naturally the boatmen from Donghu.

Many of them feel that their eyes are not enough after eating, and their noses move involuntarily, distinguishing the smell of food that is extremely human in the air.

As Mo Zong's guests, the sailors were arranged to dine in a separate dining room. All the meals provided in the dining room today are all unlimited. The young boys ate so much that they hugged their stomachs and howled, but they were reluctant to put down their chopsticks, only regretting that they didn't have much time. Two or three stomach pouches can stuff all these delicious dishes into the stomach.

During the dinner, Ning Sawzi also took the opportunity to promote a wave of dark dishes-fried lard meatballs.

Aunt Niu did what he said, and when serving the dishes, he directly stuffed him with a large box of meatballs just out of the pan. It is said that they are matched with the freshest ingredients and herbs, fried golden and crispy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Eat it while it's hot, it's not as good as freshly out of the pan when it's cold."

Aunt Niu looked at the little poor saw with a loving face, thinking that the child must have suffered a lot outside.He was obviously a little fatter by her before, but this time his chin became thin and pointy, making him look even weaker and thinner.

"If it's not enough, Auntie will tie it for you. Now that I'm home, I have to make up for it."

Hearing what she said, Ning Zaozi laughed dryly, and swallowed a ball under Aunt Niu's supervision.

He didn't dare to refuse to taste it, and he was not at all curious about what great tonics were put in it, so he just wanted to swallow this strange-tasting thing as soon as possible to complete the task.

"what about the taste?"

Aunt Niu looked expectantly at the diners.The diners forced a business smile and raised their thumbs tremblingly.

"Delicious."

"Hey!"

Aunt Niu was so happy, she slapped her hands a few times, and then put several balls into Juzi's bowl.

"You can eat more if it tastes good, and I will fry it for you after eating. Don't worry, our sect now has enough lard!"

After hearing this, Ning Fei's eyes went dark, and she almost fainted.

Fortunately, he has a considerate brother Mu Ye.

Feng Kai: "Aunt Niu, have you seen my brothers and sisters? I have something to talk to them about."

The brothers of the Feng family often went to eat at the restaurants in Yangjiao Alley, and Aunt Niu had gotten to know them well in the morning, so she responded quickly.

"Are you looking for Twelve Lang? He is outside, and there is a handsome young lady next to him. I will take the eldest son to find them."

With that said, she led Mr. Feng out of the small hall.

"cough."

When the crisis was resolved, Ning Zazi breathed a sigh of relief.

He cleared his throat, exchanged some greetings with an awkward smile, and began to sell lard meatballs to the guests.

Ning Zaozi is also a rogue, he defines this dark cuisine as the custom of Mozong to clean up the dust, and every guest who comes from afar has to eat one.

Unknown guests naturally would not refuse, and soon a large box of lard meatballs was sold out.

Ning Zazi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and apologized to Brother Donghu in his heart.

Fortunately, although he didn't like it, the taste of the meatballs was unanimously praised by Donghu boatmen. Two greedy boys scratched their heads in embarrassment and asked Mr. Ning Xiao if they could eat another one.

Ning Zaozi was overjoyed, and directly pushed the whole food box in front of the two of them, picked up a beautiful fairy tale, and made up a poignant and heroic background for this meatball.

As everyone knows, the story of the welcome meatballs was deeply imprinted in the hearts of Donghu sailors, and they brought it back to Keten Shangsanbu. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has become the supreme etiquette of Donghu people for entertaining distinguished guests. It has been passed down for thousands of years. I don't know how many unlucky people have been pitted.

And the most unlucky person at the moment is Twelve Lang who brought his cousin to eat together.

Twelve Lang wanted to see the third cousin's jokes, but he accidentally chose his favorite, and he was so satisfied and beaming with joy after eating.

Seeing that there was no chance of excitement, the disappointed Twelve Lang picked up his small job bowl, and prepared to use braised pork to make up for the feeling of being empty.

He made a bit of a mistake in choosing dishes today, neither of them tasted like him.In order not to waste, Twelve Lang ate the dishes he didn't like first, and saved his favorite braised pork for last.

As a result, before the meat entered his mouth, he saw his eldest brother appear in front of him.

Feng Kai, who returned this time, looked a little tired, but he was taller and stronger than before, which made Twelve Lang feel very envious.

Hmph, it seems that Donghu's food is pretty good.

Due to the majesty of the elder brother, Twelve Lang and the third cousin immediately got up and called people obediently.

Feng Kai nodded to the third cousin, indicating that it's okay for her to continue eating, and then frowned slightly at his brother.

"Why are you still messing around here? Don't you know to go back to the city and give Dad a message?"

"It's just right, you go back and tell Dad that I will take a rest in Mozong for a day, talk to Brother Fei about Liushan Mine, and return tomorrow."

As he spoke, he glanced at Twelve Lang's food box.

The staple food and most of the dishes in the food box have been eaten, and there are only a few pieces of meat left, which seem to be leftovers.

"Since we're done eating, don't waste time, just go back quickly."

Twelve Lang: ...