I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

"It's a pity."

"Then what shall we eat at noon, I brought everything you see." Li Changqing pointed to several large baskets of ingredients in the corner of the yard with eager eyes.

Having just eaten Chaoshi, Chi Ming's stomach is still full.

"Let's talk about it when it's ordered." Chi Ming thought about going to Li Zheng to discuss it, and recruiting one or two people to help in the restaurant.

Originally, I wanted to buy a few people from the toothmaid, but after thinking about it, I thought it would be more cost-effective to recruit people.

Even if the store is not opened in the future, these people can still go back to their own homes, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

If he buys people back again, he will worry about these people going out in the future.

Another reason is that he is relatively familiar with Zaoyun Village, and he also wants to help the people in the village.

After all, in winter, the villagers here basically have no stable income, and most of them go to the county to work, and the wages are still low.

After hearing this, Li Fengtong was very happy, and agreed immediately, asking him to find him at his home after lunch.

Chi Ming then went home and continued to pack his things.

When it was time for dinner, Chi Ming started to prepare lunch.

At first he didn't look carefully at the things in those baskets, but now he was really shocked.

There are not only good-quality scallops, but also some sun-dried small yellow croakers, dried shrimps, half a lamb, and a thigh of beef.

There are actually eggplants and tomatoes in the vegetables. I didn’t expect to see such fresh eggplants this season. Has anyone started growing fruits and vegetables in greenhouses?

The most rare thing is a small basket of red strawberries. Although they are not big, they are full and sweet.

Who the hell is this Li Changqing, and how can he get the ingredients from all over the world.

Is he really just an ordinary rich man who goes to the countryside to recuperate?

As far as he knew, beef was very rare.

Cattle are used as arable land, and the state does not allow cattle to be killed.The beef that can be eaten on the market is also some old, dead or sick cattle.

In contrast, mutton is more popular, especially among the wealthy upper classes.

Pork is eaten more by ordinary people, such as pig offal and offal that the rich do not want to touch.

Good knives are a cook's favorite, and good ingredients are also a cook's favorite.

To make a dish well, in addition to the chef's own cooking skills, the quality of the ingredients is also an extremely important part.

When conditions permit, he is extremely strict in the selection of ingredients.

For example, roast goose, he likes to use Qingyuan black-haired goose, and it must be a goose that has just grown up and weighs about 4.5 kilograms.This kind of goose meat is firm and elastic, and the roasted goose meat is also very fragrant.

Chi Ming originally wanted to make something to eat at will, but he couldn't move when he saw these ingredients.

Can't make the ingredients play their best charm, is he still called Chi Ming?

Chi Ming took a deep breath and began to handle all the ingredients carefully.

Both lamb chops and steaks were cut by him in precise areas, and then salted, ready to be grilled and eaten later.

Dried scallops, small yellow croakers, and dried shrimps are properly sorted and soaked, then cleaned, cut into shreds, and made into seafood soup.

The eggplant was changed into two dishes, one was stir-fried eggplant and the other was fried eggplant box.

Tomato made a dish of tomato beef brisket and tomato scrambled eggs.

While Chi Ming was cooking, someone knocked on the door again.

Li Changqing went to open the door in a good mood, and narrowed his eyes involuntarily when he saw the driver at the door whose hat covered most of his face.

He has been an official in the court for many years, and he has a vicious eye for people. The person in front of him gives him a feeling that he is not close, and he can even smell a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Who are you looking for?" This person may not have come to trouble Xiaochi, Li Changqing frowned, a little displeased, and even quietly blocked the door, just to cover the other party's visiting eyes.

"I'm his coachman." The coachman pointed inside, and then pointed to the carriage parked not far behind him.

"Oh, we haven't had lunch yet, you're early." The old man closed the door with a bang.

Knock on the door deliberately stepping on the meal, not because you want to rub the meal, there is no door!

The coachman was stung.

He silently rubbed his red nose from the cold, his eyes drooped, and his stomach smelled and he had already started singing.

He woke up early in the morning, and hurriedly rushed, not just to have a delicious meal.

Even with the door closed, the aroma of food was drilled into his nostrils as if he didn't want money.

He didn't eat much for breakfast, because he was afraid that he would eat too much and he wouldn't be able to eat at noon.

The eternal eyes were finally stained with a little bit of depression, who is this old man, why didn't he feed him?

Why not feed him!

Angrily, he started to knock on the door again, this time with more force than before, the old door was almost smashed by him, and the wood powder fell down.

What is face, can it be eaten as a meal?

The answer is obviously no.

"Why is it you again?" Li Changqing frowned even deeper, and could kill several flies in one breath.

"I'm hungry." The driver looked at his eyes, his nose, his nose and his heart, without blushing or panting, and said it with confidence.

That's right, I'm just hungry, I want to eat, I'm full!

"You go to find food when you're hungry, what are you doing here!" Although many years of education told him not to be angry and not to argue with this reckless man, Li Changqing couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If his disciples knew about this, their jaws would probably drop in shock. Is this still a high-ranking, elegant and majestic teacher in their eyes?

"Old Li, let him come in. Anyway, the two of us can't finish the lunch, so it's a pity to waste it."

Chi Ming took a look at the door with the dish. He has good hearing. In fact, he noticed it as early as the first time the coachman knocked on the door.

It's just that I was busy cooking, so I didn't have time to say hello.

In order to thank Li Changqing for the rich ingredients, Chi Ming specially made a flat peach rice with 300-year-old peaches, and treated him with [-]-year-old tea.

Li Changqing felt that his stomach was alive again.

I ate two small bowls of rice in a row, plus a large lamb chop and grilled steak.

Baji Baji, the eggplant is soft and glutinous, the seafood soup is delicious and moist, and even the most ordinary pancakes become extremely delicious.

The coachman was still reserved at first, while trying to ignore the old man's fierce gaze, at the same time he was a little guilty of coming here so early to eat.

But the power of the food is too strong, his mouth is full of oil, and he is sweating profusely. In the end, he doesn't care about anything, he just lowers his head and eats vegetables.

Today, even if a hundred oxen came, it would be impossible to drag him away.

If he doesn't finish all these delicacies, can he still be worthy of such delicious food?

Absolutely shameful to waste!

The original meal for five people ended up with not a single drop of soup left.

Li Changqing was very satisfied with his food, and when he left, he was supported by a servant.

If it weren't for the little servant to support him, he wouldn't be able to see the path under his feet clearly.

The coachman didn't see it, he didn't know when he was holding a dog's tail grass again.

It's just that the eyes looking at Chi Ming became brighter and brighter.

After lunch, Chi Ming went to the village chief's house again, where there were already two young people standing there.

One was someone he hadn't met a few times, and the other was Li Yusheng.

This made him a little surprised. Li Yusheng was 17 this year. According to the ancient people's thinking, he had reached the age of marriage. Aunt Qiu Qin would not let him go to the provincial capital.

"Mr. Chi, this is Yu Sheng, you should be familiar with it. This is my youngest son Li Qi. They are both about the same age as you, and they are willing to go to Fucheng with you to work hard."

Li Fengtong coughed, in fact, he also had some ideas.

In the morning, when he heard that Chi Ming was going to take someone to Fucheng, the first thing he thought of was his youngest son.

Although it was a bit selfish, he felt that this was a rare and good opportunity. Although this Chi Ming looked young, he was a good-looking man. To be honest, he was very optimistic about him.

Letting the youngest son follow him is also a gamble.

He felt that Chi Ming's future was limitless.

As for Li Yusheng, he was the one who took the initiative to find him.While others were still hesitant to wait and see, he had already decided to follow Chi Ming to Fucheng.

The population of Zaoyun Village is simple, and there are few young people. Most of them have married and are the main labor force of the family. If you really have to go alone, some people still can't let go.

"Then you all pack up your things, and we will meet under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village in Shenshi."

Chi Ming went back after seeing someone, and he was thinking of making some pastries to take with him on the road.

About the Fox Fairy Village, Chi Ming heard the little monk and the others talk about it, and after knowing that it was that person who saved his life, he felt more grateful to that person.

Originally, I thought that person would come, but I stayed here for a day and a night, but that person didn't show up.

He originally wanted to say thank you in person.

Before leaving, Chi Ming still left two pieces of freshly made strawberry cake in the kitchen. The inside of the cake was peaches mixed with strawberry particles, and he also made a pot of tea by the way.

He didn't know how to contact him, but he knew that every time he cooked this kind of meal with vintage ingredients, he would surely attract that person.

Just as Chi Ming left, Li Changqing also urged the young man to pack his bags.

And in that locked shabby wooden house, there was an exceptionally handsome man who was eating strawberry cake leisurely.