I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

Li Qi, who was inadvertently swept by something furry, turned pale and stood up all of a sudden.

"Don't get excited, I accidentally bumped into you with a feather duster just now." Chi Ming gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and was holding a soft feather duster in his hand.

He turned his head and gave the little fox who had put his tail back a fierce look.

"It turned out to be a feather duster. I was taken aback. I thought..." Li Qi suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.He soon joined the eating army.

After eating, Chi Ming took out the familiar notebook and handed it to several people: "I'll write after I think about it."

The recipe said that 1000 people's praises are needed, but they didn't name the employees and said that they couldn't do it.

The little fox was the best, and wrote a small composition of [-] words on it very chicly. Of course, he was rewarded with a pack of chicken silk sticks by Chi Ming.

The others followed suit, and all of them were brainstorming. One of them worked harder than the other, and of course they got a lot of rewards.

The little fox who had just finished eating a pack of chicken thread sticks gave up, hurried over to fawn on him and said, "I'll add another thousand characters, can you see if I can have two more packs?"

Looking at the eager expression of the little fox, Chi Ming stretched out his index finger, shook it, then put away the notebook, and left with six super high praises.

On the second day, those boys who were queuing up at the entrance of Chi Yan before dawn saw that the door opened half an hour earlier than usual.

They saw the people inside come out and move out a half-person-high wooden sign.

A young servant who could read read the above words, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly called the little beggar in the distance to come over, and whispered a few words into his ear.

The others followed suit, and because they couldn't get away, they all paid the little beggars to go back to their homes and tell their masters.

"Why are there so many people there?" A white-faced scholar-like man was riding a tall horse, pulling the rein and looking at the restaurant on the corner in puzzlement.

In my impression, that place was a ghost building, but later I heard from my subordinates that it had been taken down.

"Back to my lord, those people are people who get up early and line up. This restaurant is different from other restaurants. The food is limited every day. If you come late, it will be gone." His subordinate was a thin young man. Exhale white.

Although this restaurant has only opened for a few days, its name is very resounding, even he has heard it before.

It's just that like him, with a meager income every month and still saving money to marry a wife, how can he afford the expensive meals in restaurants.

But speaking of it, whenever it's meal time, the aroma of the food wafts out one after another. Many people who can't afford it, such as him, just hold the white rice and just smell the smell, and it's easy to eat.

"Let's go, take a look." After a busy night, he just came back from outside the city, and he was obviously hungry.

"Ah?" The subordinate was a little surprised, but soon became a little excited.

Lin Xun got off the horse and was just waiting and watching, but the charming smell of food wafted out continuously, and he found that his feet seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't walk anymore.

Seeing that there were not many people in line, they also lined up.

The old gourmets who got the news soon came in a panic.

What is different from usual is that this time it is with a family, not alone.

The notice board clearly stated that for ten good reviews at a time, a pot of tea will be given away.

This green tea is definitely a good thing. Drink a cup, no matter how tired you were before, you will be refreshed and have a good dream at night.

"Prefect Lin, are you coming to eat too?" Old Zhangtou couldn't believe it when he saw Lin Xun.He has long heard that their prefect is a person who has no requirements for food, delicacies from mountains and seas are like simple tea and light rice, and there is no difference in taste.

"Just passing by." Lin Xun nodded as a greeting.

He is still familiar with these people, they are all rich people from Tongjun Mansion.

"Everyone, please, today's dishes are marinated pig's trotters, roasted lamb, prefect soup, and wontons with bamboo shoots and fern."

Li Qi's cleverness was arranged by Chi Ming to pick up the guests outside the door.

Li Yusheng was in charge of keeping the books.

The old Zhangtou happily took the son, daughter, daughter-in-law and grandson of the main house, ten people, and walked towards the largest table in the lobby on the first floor.

Mrs. Zhang didn't want to come at first, but she couldn't stand the old man's persuasion, so she had to go out with a group of people.

This battle is that relatives who visit during the Chinese New Year have never been so neat.She resisted at first.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the restaurant, I ran into a few familiar old sisters.

Immediately laughed.

I am even more curious about the dishes in this restaurant.

But looking at the price of this dish, I was a little unhappy.What is eaten here is rice, obviously what is eaten is money.

No wonder the old man of their family has been yelling that he doesn't have enough pocket money lately, so she thought he secretly took the money to raise a concubine outside.

The 100 taels of roast lamb is too expensive.Mrs. Zhang frowned, and secretly pinched the old man beside her.

If it wasn't for the sake of saving face, she would have patted her ass and left long ago.

What is this prefect soup? Isn’t it just a bowl of vegetable soup?

There are many wives who think the same as Zhang.

But now that they've come, it's really impossible for them to act petty in front of people.

Simply close your eyes, let your heart go, and let your old man do the talking.

It's okay to order one, but it's too much to order a wonton and roast lamb for the little grandson who can only eat fingers.

Zhang's eyes widened, and then he twisted the old Zhangtou's sleeve fiercely.

But even so, the smiling old Zhangtou still refused to change his words.

"Ten servings of roasted lamb, ten braised pig's trotters, ten bowls of Taishou soup, and ten bowls of wontons."

A meal can be worth thousands of silver, Zhang's hands trembled in anger, and her left eyelid kept twitching. If it wasn't for the presence of so many acquaintances, she would have wanted to overturn the table and leave.

This is definitely a black shop!

She wants to sue the store for illegal profits!

But when she saw the prefect who was also sitting in the corner and ordered a full set of dishes, Mrs. Zhang stopped talking.

Lin Xun's family lives in the capital, and he never had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child.

Naturally, there is plenty of money in hand.The reason why he ordered so many is because of his curiosity.

As far as he knows, even the best restaurants in the capital, the dishes made by the most prestigious chefs are not worth this price.

Could it be that the cooks here cook better food than those in the capital?

The first to be served on the table is the old Zhangtou who was the first to line up.

The roasted lamb served on a green oval plate is like a magnet, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

The aroma of mutton permeates the tip of the nose, making people salivate uncontrollably.

For a moment, there was only the sound of swallowing forbearance.

The trembling red braised pig's trotters are even more amazing. You don't need to try it to know the color and taste. It is very strong.

There is also that pot of emerald green vegetable soup, which seems to have grown wings and has been drilling to the tip of the heart.

The wontons are even more so, floating in the golden soup, with tender and juicy meat fillings under the thin translucent skin.The emerald green onion is the finishing touch.

"Eat it while it's hot." Drag all your share to yourself.

The old Zhangtou didn't bother to introduce, so he started to eat first.

Mrs. Zhang secretly took a look at Lao Zhang's head, and even though she felt distressed, she picked out a bowl of wontons and put them in front of her.

Isn't it just a bowl of homemade wontons? The aunt at the gate of the city only has a few copper coins for a bowl.

Mrs. Zhang took a bite angrily, just like biting her own old man's ear.

This is wonton?

Zhang's eyes widened, and he took another bite in disbelief.

How could this be ravioli!

The skin of this dough was boiled so soft, and the meat stuffing inside was made of no one knows what to do, it was extremely delicious, with a light sip of the mouth, a wonton was eaten.

The taste buds are left with a delicacy that cannot be expressed in words, and the body is clamoring to continue eating.

Mrs. Zhang finished eating a large bowl of wontons without knowing it. Looking up, she found that even her picky eater son was eating with gusto. Tongue, a pair of black grape-like eyes stared at the soup in front of him without blinking.

Is this prefect soup also delicious?

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly picked up the spoon and took a bite.

The fresh and sweet taste bursts in the mouth, which is tantamount to the shock of the soul.

It was so fresh.

Mrs. Zhang finished another bowl of vegetable soup without saying a word, and her stomach was a little full.She has always had a small appetite, and today she ate two large bowls for the first time.

She glanced at the pig's trotters and mutton on the table unwillingly.

The pig's trotters look delicious, and the mutton smells good too.

She was taught etiquette since she was a child, so she didn't pick up pig's trotters and gnaw in the public.

I thought in my heart that I would pack it back later and eat slowly in the house alone.

Old Zhangtou ate up his own share, and very bluntly took his grandson's share under his own name.

"Father, Yan'er's self should be my father's substitute."

"Hey, what are you talking about, Yan'er's work is of course done by grandfather."

There are still a few families in the situation like Lao Zhangtou.

Lin Xun ate silently with his head down, feeling a little annoyed that he brought his subordinates.

He only ordered one portion, thinking so much, the two of them may not be able to finish the meal.

But what he didn't expect was that his subordinates, who were usually respectful and courteous to him, actually ate faster than him.

In the blink of an eye, the rest of the bottom of the basin was licked clean, that's not counting, this rice bucket unexpectedly took out a steamed bun from nowhere, tore off a small piece and dipped it in the soup on the bottom of the basin to eat.

Lin Xun stared at the sky speechlessly, he wanted to throw out this person who ate more than him!

As soon as he looked up, he saw the old man sitting by the stairs.

He leaned forward in disbelief, how could Li Xiang be here?

He didn't receive any news at all.

Li Changqing came from behind, leaving only one cramped table next to the stairs vacant, which did not hinder his mood of eating delicious food.

Li Changqing took a sip of vegetable soup while holding the trotter in one hand.His face seemed to be getting more rosy.

He now suspects that it's a lie that he has anorexia, and that it's true that he has a tricky mouth.

He finally discovered that as long as the kid Chi Ming cooks, no matter whether it's salty or sweet, spicy or sour, he likes to eat all of them.

I really want to take him back to the capital...

His superiors are urging him to return to Beijing again.

The little emperor is getting more and more difficult to coax.

But he hasn't had enough.

When he thought of returning to the capital, he would never be able to eat delicious food again, and his heart ached.

However, what frustrates him the most is that after watching other people happily write reviews and get a pot of tea, he has nothing, and this gap is even more shocking.

If it was in the capital, he would greet them casually, let alone ten, even a hundred of them.

Li Changqing smacked his mouth and waved to Li Qi who was standing not far away.

Anyway, he is an acquaintance, so he can buy it with money.

"Old Li, what do you want from me?" Li Qi knew Li Changqing, this man was of great status, even his father respected him very much, and even warned his family not to neglect him.

"Then green tea, can I buy some?" The tone was still discussing.

Li Changqing had never discussed with others in such a relaxed manner in his entire life.

"This... I'll ask shopkeeper Chi."

Li Qi hesitated and ran to the back kitchen.

After a while, he ran back again and shook his head at Li Changqing.

Li Changqing's face was filled with disappointment.

He kind of missed the time when he was in Zaoyun Village. At that time, as long as he had a thick skin, he could sit and wait for the food when he brought the ingredients to the door.