I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

"Master Chi, good morning."

"Master Chi, the door is open."

"Master Chi, can I order food now?"

"Master Chi, I want ten copies of yesterday's."

Chi Ming couldn't be bothered by the warm and emotional greetings.

"Morning, everyone. Cough, let me set off a few strings of firecrackers first."

Chi Ming rubbed his nose, with a few smiles in his eyes, Feng Shui took turns, and now there is no need to worry about the opening and no one to patronize.

Originally, he wanted to spend a huge amount of money to invite a lion dance team to invigorate the atmosphere, but this would directly put him off.

Everyone is here, and he is not stupid, and he spent a lot of money to hire some kind of lion dance team.

However, firecrackers still have to be set off to make it festive and lively.

He dragged out a few strings of firecrackers that he bought in advance and hid them behind the door, and lit them. The crackling sound did not keep the enthusiastic crowd away, and they all tried their best to rush to the first one later.

The sound of firecrackers just fell, and the crowd squeezed in, and no one wanted to give way.

If the gate wasn't strong enough, this would have collapsed long ago.

Chi Ming carefully sorted out the new robe that was squeezed out of a little wrinkle, then picked up the shoes that were squeezed out, put it on calmly, and then walked in with his hands behind his back.

It was only after entering the hotel building that everyone saw the menu hanging on the wall.

There are only two dishes.

Tea dumplings: 50 taels of silver; peach blossom pear porridge: 80 taels of silver.

"I read that right, 50 taels of silver for a plate of dumplings? 81 bowls of porridge?"

"Dude, you read that right, it is indeed the price."

"This is too..." Expensive.

They are all gourmets who are willing to spend money on eating and drinking, but that doesn't mean they are stupid.

50 taels is really not a big deal if it is placed in the capital, but in Tongjun Mansion, at this price, you can get a table in other restaurants.

The high price deterred everyone for a while, this restaurant will not only serve two dishes.

Can this still be called a restaurant?

Even the food stalls are much more diverse than it is.

This is too rushing away, obviously not distracted...

The diners were a little dumbfounded for a while, and no one dared to be the first to eat "crabs".

Chi Ming didn't want to go for a price that was too common from the beginning. The mission of the wedding recipe was weighed before he decided on the current price.

In addition, tea dumplings and peach blossom porridge are both made of the fruits of monsters. They can last for as little as 50 years and as many as hundreds of years.

If you really count it seriously, the price is really ridiculously cheap.

Since the recipe requires a lot of money every day, he can't be like a spinning top burying himself in the kitchen cooking every day. For a person who is determined to be a salted fish, it is more torture than killing him.

He likes to study dishes, likes the feeling of being immersed in cooking in the kitchen, and also pursues the ultimate taste of the ingredients themselves, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to be a cook honestly.

If it weren't for this nonsensical extra task, he would probably still spend the winter lying in bed in Zaoyun Village.

The Chinese New Year is less than two months away, and it is not enough for people to have a good and stable year.

"Shopkeeper Chi, give me one of each." In the end, the old Zhangtou couldn't bear it and stood up. Ever since he smelled the smell last night, he is still worried about it. He didn't even eat breakfast. coming.I'm afraid that if it's too late, the good things will be gone.

"Okay, wait."

Chi Ming turned around and went to the transfer station. The dumpling wrappers were all rolled out last night, and even the dumpling fillings were crushed in advance.

They are all placed in the recipe space, and they are still fresh when they are taken out.

Peach blossom porridge needs to be boiled slowly, and it is also boiled over charcoal fire early in the morning. It is almost time now, and the fragrance will come out when flower petals and rock sugar are sprinkled on it.

Lao Zhangtou sat in the corner, feeling inexplicably anxious, and everyone in the room looked up eagerly at Chi Ming's direction.

Whether something is good or not, we have to see it to believe it.

Until the familiar aroma floated over.

At this moment, the diners who were still hesitating whether to buy or not couldn't sit still, and their buttocks felt very uncomfortable like needles.

What is 80 taels, let alone [-] taels for such a fragrant thing, they will still give you a hundred taels.

Everyone stood up involuntarily, staring at the wooden tray in Chi Ming's hand with wide eyes, on which there was a plate of white and fat dumplings and a bowl of steaming peach blossom porridge.

A steady stream of fragrance emanates from it.

Almost everyone couldn't help swallowing, and their eyes were reddened.

"Hey, I'm here. Shopkeeper Chi, you are really hiding something. This thing looks really good." Old Zhangtou had already stood up, crossed half of his body, and directly snatched it from Chi Ming's hand.

Looking carefully, there are only six dumplings, but the skin is thin, and the bright red meat paste inside can be seen faintly.Inside the delicate and delicate bowl are distinct rice grains, with pink peach blossom petals floating on it, the color is crystal clear, and the fragrance is tangy.

The old Zhangtou couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks and start eating.

He opened his mouth and bit down half of the dumpling, as if being acupunctured, and suddenly stopped moving.

"How is it, old Zhangtou? Oh, tell me quickly, is it delicious or not?"

"That's right, don't be dazed, I'm so anxious."

"wonderful!"

"wonderful!"

"Wonderful! Haha~"

After saying three wonderful words in a row, no matter how the people behind him asked, Lao Zhangtou just didn't answer, and just kept his head down and ate bitterly.

The speed of the wind and clouds was like not eating for more than ten days.

The clanging sound of the spoon hitting the bottom of the bowl, the snoring sound of drinking the porridge, and the wheezing sound of the tongue rolling up the food, made the people watching envious, and at the same time, their intestines turned green with regret.

"Master Chi, give me a copy of each of these, no, three parts!"

"Master Chi, I want five copies!"

"Have you finished eating? Shopkeeper Chi, ignore him, I came first, can you serve me six first?"

"Old man Li, what do you mean, you don't allow me to ask for five if you want six for yourself?"

"Shopkeeper Chi, I want to take out, two for dine-in, and one for takeout."

A group of hungry diners will push me, I will grab you, and no one will let anyone else.

"Sorry, we don't provide take-out service for the time being." Chi Ming didn't prepare a take-out food box at all. In his philosophy, it's best to enjoy the delicious food as soon as possible. It will be greatly discounted.

Considering the tragic situation of the nosebleeds last night, he paused and said: "Everyone will order after eating."

Once an abnormality is found, he will be out of stock!

However, the peach blossom porridge is diluted several times, and the age is also young. Even if you really eat six bowls, the problem does not seem to be too big.

The people on the whole floor were shaking their heads and shaking their heads. If it wasn't for their empty stomachs and limited talents, they might not have started reciting poems on the spot.

The peach blossom cake that was given by accident is a hundred times more delicious than expected. Even the seemingly ordinary tea tastes like Longjing before the rain. What's more, the taste is better than this.

Lao Zhangtou and Lao Litou snorted coldly at each other, and they all moved in unison to protect the poor peach blossom cakes on the table.

No one should try to get a piece of him, even if the real parents come, it's the same.

Some people slurped and smacked their lips and tongues after eating, with unsatisfactory expressions on their faces; some ate slowly until the end, even licking the bottom of the bowl clean, so that the bowl was empty and the plate was clean. It was empty, and even the vinegar sauce on the side was eaten without a drop.

Even though there were only two dishes, everyone was very satisfied.

It's just that the quantity is a little less after all, and when some people want to buy it again, they will be declared gone.

After the cooked porridge and dumplings were sold out, Chi Ming stopped supplying them.

After sending away the last diner in the store, Chi Ming also closed the store door, isolating the visits of passers-by who came outside the door continuously.

He was in a great mood and poured the white silver in the drawer onto the table. There was a whole table full of silver, which was a bit dazzling.

This was probably the first time he had seen so much silver.

Forget it, he also overfulfilled the task.

The exhaustion from a busy noon was swept away, Chi Ming's body paralyzed, and his soul began to empty.

Seeing the sold-out brand today, the diners who followed the taste almost burst into tears.

Why did they disappear when it was their turn.

Which one of them didn't come all the way here, they just rely on this fragrance to live and maintain this difficult food waiting.My stomach has already been hungry again and again, and I never expected that it was sold out!

And let no one live?

This feeling of scratching the heart and scratching the liver is really exhausting.

People who were not satisfied with eating at first, will get as much as they want, and it will be as complete as eating Tang Monk meat. They all hold their heads high, and still don't forget to joke a few words about those who didn't eat with a hippie smile.

Lao Zhangtou is particularly satisfied with his food.

Not to mention, after eating dumplings and porridge, he felt that he was several years younger in an instant. The fatigue that he hadn't slept well all night disappeared, and he felt full of strength, especially because he was too fat and his face was full. There is always a layer of oil on the face, and there is a feeling of puffiness and unhealthy. From this point of view, the whole person is full of energy, and his complexion is rosy and very beautiful.

It is not too much to use the little girl's pink face and peach cheeks as a metaphor.

The old Zhangtou walked so proudly that he even wanted to take a carriage.He who was always suffering from insomnia and night sweats unexpectedly fell asleep very quickly. The key point was that he also had the most fantastic dream in his life.

There are still a group of people standing outside the restaurant, staring blankly. Even though the shopkeeper has put up a sign of today's sold out, there are still many people who can't eat delicious food and are unwilling to leave.

Those who eat it are different. They praise everyone they meet, especially after their own changes are seen by their family members, and they are more determined to bring the whole family to eat tomorrow morning. Good things should be eaten by the whole family. share.

Chi Ming didn't know about this, he slipped out through the back door after resting on the chair for a while.

Originally, he thought that person would come today, but he didn't expect that person not to show up until the end of business, which was beyond his expectation.

However, the tea leaves and flower petals he uses today are all relatively young, and the amount put in is very small.

He is not going to open the business at night.

Anyway, making money is not his current goal, saving his life is still the most important thing.

Although he was lucky enough to accept the Peach Tree Spirit last night, there were still ten indicators that he hadn't completed. Seeing the time go by day by day, he couldn't sit still.

The place to go in the afternoon is a village near Tongjun Mansion, called Huxian Village. I heard that there was a fox fairy before, and it was very effective.

But for unknown reasons, the fox fairy never appeared again.

He has read some strange novels about foxes, and they are nothing more than some scholarly students rushing to take exams to encounter vixen, and write a poignant and beautiful love story between men and women.

For foxes, he was most impressed by the nine-tailed fox, such as the one in Qingqiu.

After coming here, he encountered these bizarre things again, which made him curious about several places mentioned in some myths.

Such as Penglai Xianshan and Qingqiu.

The coachman was still the taciturn coachman.

The only difference is that on this trip, he has a little bald head behind him.

The little monk stopped him at the stall where he was going out, and pinched his fingers seriously and said: "Master Chi, the little monk sees that your forehead is black and blue, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster."

The excuse is still the same excuse that has not changed for thousands of years.

Chi Ming hurried on his way, but didn't rush anyone.

Regardless of the fact that the little monk is only six years old, he is very eccentric, skilled in martial arts, and has a lot of ability to protect himself.

"Master Chi, what shall we have for dinner?" The little monk rubbed his still chubby stomach, and began to think about the delicious food for dinner in his mind.

"I don't know, let's talk."

Chi Ming looked up at the gray sky. The warm sun in winter was not even as strong as that in summer. When it was covered by dark clouds, the whole land became dark and dull. Everything seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, especially It hurts my eyes if I look at it for a long time.

The coachman seemed to be a simple and honest man who didn't like to talk. He wore a hat all the time, revealing only a pair of slender eyes. If you looked closely, you could see a slanted scar on the brow and coccyx.

In this way, the three of them rushed to the legendary Fox Fairy Village before the sun went down in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This is a hidden village nestled in the mountains.

There are willows on the periphery of the village, and a large area surrounds every inch of the entrance of the village.

After passing through layers of hair-like weeping willows, Chi Ming saw the whole village.

The village is very big, at least much bigger than he imagined. If you look at it from a high place, it looks more like a pattern of eight trigrams.

In the middle is a circular lake, which is reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun at this time.

Seeing a stranger coming in, all the skinny old men sitting at the entrance of the village stopped talking, and almost turned their heads stiffly to look in the direction of the carriage.