I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

"I don't have clear tea. But Shopkeeper Chi said that there is boiled water, a tael of silver for a bowl." Li Qi was a little embarrassed to say, when Shopkeeper Chi said that boiled water asked for money, he thought he had an auditory hallucination.

If he really said it, would he be beaten?

Boiled water costs a tael of silver, and their shopkeeper is really...

"Okay, let's have a bowl." Li Changqing's eyes lit up, but he wanted to see what kind of boiled water it was. He wanted a tael of silver for a bowl.

Li Qi's jaw dropped in shock.

But he still ran back to the kitchen and carefully brought back a bowl of boiling water.

Li Changqing saw that it was really a plain bowl of boiled water.

That kid Chi Ming couldn't be playing tricks on him.

Li Changqing's face twitched slightly, and he picked up the bowl and took a sip reluctantly.

Others serve green tea as a side dish, but he has no one at home, and only boiled water is served.

Well, that silly boy over there is just like him, as if he is poor and shares a bowl of soup with those around him.

To make matters worse, there was no bowl of water.

Thinking of this, he felt a little more balanced.

Well, why is this water so sweet, there seems to be fish swimming in it.

Li Changqing wiped his eyes, but there was still clear water in front of his eyes.

He gulped and drank a few swigs.

It was like being injected with the source of life, and my mind was clear.

The stomach that was a little full after eating was much more comfortable.

It's really worth the money spent.

"Two more bowls." Li Changqing's smile was much gentler this time, look, it's Xiaochizi who treats him well, this boiled water looks ordinary, it's really an inhuman good thing.

Li Qi stepped back and turned his head three times.

Not only was the other party not angry, but he also added two more bowls of boiled water...

Mr. Li must be a fool, right? It's just water boiled in an ordinary pot.

Old Zhang squinted his eyes, and clicked his tongue.

What a pity, I can only drink water.

The old man looked at the face, and thought he was also a glutton, but his brain was not very bright, why didn't he bring more people here.

No, I didn't eat the green tea, I just spent my money drinking plain water.

What's so good about drinking plain water, and you have to spend money to buy it, you're a fool, you've been taken advantage of!

Thinking of this, he happily grabbed a piece of pig's trotter and gnawed on it, completely ignoring that the face of the lady sitting beside her was getting worse and worse, and the top of her head was smoking with anger.

One noon, Chi Ming received 56 new praises. Adding yesterday's 150, he already had [-] and [-] praises.

As long as he collects 844 more positive comments, he will be able to enjoy himself for a while again.

It's just that if you still take the high-priced route, it will be difficult to collect good reviews. These diners will come and go, and ordinary people will not come in at all.

Chi Ming was a little worried.

The meals he cooks in the past few days are all added, so the price is naturally more expensive.

If it was sold to ordinary people, the price would not be so expensive.

Wanting to be close to the people and earn good reviews, Chi Ming decided to buy Oden to test the waters at night.

The ingredients are ordinary pig blood, tofu, kelp, meatballs, yuba, etc. The soup base uses bone broth, and the water uses well water.

Just do it.

After lunch, Chi Ming took Li Qizhen to buy a bunch of ingredients and came back.

So, at night, under the dark old locust tree, a soft and warm-colored lantern was hung, and under the lantern was an inconspicuous stall.

Some people who had eaten dinner early and walked on the street to digest food were involuntarily attracted by the steaming stall.

"What is this? It smells so good."

Three meatballs on a skewer, or four kelp knots, or a large cube of white tofu.

Behind the stall stood an unusually handsome boy with two fluffy ears on his head.A pair of fox eyes are smiling, and the whole face is also unusually fair.

The boy stood behind the booth with his hands crossed over his chest, not very talkative.

On the other hand, another handsome young man standing beside him looked very kind, and he took the trouble to explain to curious passers-by.

"Stop laughing, you're laughing like a fool, no one will buy it if you laugh any more."

The little fox snorted unhappily, and actually said that he is the most leisurely now, so he must be asked to sell skewers. Why don't you call the little bald head? Doesn't he not do anything every day, cooking first?

"It's better than staring at others like this." Chacha gracefully took out a feather fan from nowhere, and fanned the steaming skewers.

The already strong fragrance was scattered by him as soon as he teased it.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" The young man with his hands clasped, his head shrunk, his eyes were dribbling as he looked at the steaming food in the cauldron.

These things look delicious.

He hasn't had dinner yet.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing.

It's getting cold, and it's guaranteed to be warm when you eat such a steaming bowl of food.

"Vegetables cost five copper coins, and meat costs ten copper coins." Chacha replied patiently with a smile.

Compared with the price in the Bairi shop, this price is almost the price of cabbage.

"Five copper coins... I thought it was five coins at most." The latter spoke in a low voice, but it couldn't hold back the good ears of Chacha and the little fox.

"Tsk, don't buy it if you think it's too expensive." The little fox thought that if no one bought it, he wouldn't mind paying it all, so he couldn't waste it.

His wife said that wasting food is shameful.

"Then, let's have a bunch of meatballs, one of these tofu." A look of embarrassment flashed across the young man's face.

A pair of eyes was staring at the other person's movements, for fear that he would take less, he had just counted them one by one.

"Well, can you give me more soup. In winter, I want to drink warm. I also add more green onions and coriander. I like to eat these. Hehe, I'm not picky."

The young man took a large bowl of soup-filled oden with sparkling eyes, walked aside, and first gulped down a big mouthful of hot soup.

After eating the delicious broth, the whole person is warm.

This is so hot and delicious.

Only then did the young man pick up the bamboo stick and bite into a ball.

With a gurgling, a stream of juice spewed out of it, even though it made him shiver, he still moved his tongue quickly, and hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of deliciousness into his stomach.

The meatballs were bouncy, delicious, and full of chewiness, and he ate a bunch of them before he knew it.

Looking down at the porcelain bowl with the remaining soup base and the only white soft tofu left, he took another bite hopefully.

The tofu is tender and smooth, without any beany smell, and has a hint of spicy taste.

After the young man finished eating, his eyes were empty, but his stomach became even hungrier.

"Boss, three more skewers of meatballs, and more soup." The young man went all out. It's really cool to eat such a mouthful of hot and delicious food in winter!

When the people who were still watching from the sidelines saw this person like this, they all surrounded him with itching.

"Boss, I also want two skewers of meatballs like this. I like to eat this pig's blood, and I also want a skewer. There is also this dried bamboo shoot. It looks good. I want more. By the way, I am like him, and I want more soup." a little."

The idea of ​​earning a little more.

Almost everyone who came after had to top up the soup.

The coachman had been busy all day, and was passing by with his carriage hungry.

After sniffing his nose suddenly, he couldn't move at all.

I don't know what it is called Kanto cooking, but it smells delicious.

He parked the carriage aside and jumped down nimbly.

Because he was tall and big, he quickly squeezed into the crowd.

"Ten skewers of meatballs, top up the soup." Who would be a vegetarian if he had meat? He likes meat.

"It's gone, just the last bunch of meatballs. Remember to comment here after you finish eating, and you will get a spoonful of soup for a good review!"

Chacha is still smiling, the boss brings clear tea, and he brings soup, which saves money and labor, and the key is not to waste.

The little fox looked at the fewer and fewer skewers and the shallower and shallower bottom of the pot, his face was blacker than the bottom of the pot.

"Just one string at a time."

The coachman stared at the steaming bottom of the pot, why did it disappear?

If he had been half an hour earlier, would he have been able to eat more meat skewers?

Hulu Hulu finished drinking a bowl of soup, and his originally sluggish mood picked up a bit.

There are only a few balls, not enough to fit between the teeth.

What a crime, what kind of luck is he, to eat the food he likes, and the key is that it is cheap, but the problem is that the food he wants to eat is gone, gone!

This is what hurts him the most.

He's really not very vegetarian.

The coachman glared viciously at the man opposite him with five skewered meatballs in his hand. The man seemed to feel the danger, so he hid aside in fear, and buried his head and started eating happily.

The driver went to the side and wrote a serious review: delicious!Make more meatballs next time!No, make more meat!

After finishing writing, I asked for another spoonful of soup, and finished it in two or three gurgles.

When the coachman left, he looked at Chi Yan's plaque with resentful eyes.

I thought in my heart that when he has money, he will come to have a meal.

But when I think that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the money will be used urgently.

So he could only step back and jump into the carriage, and drove away with some reluctance.

Out of sight is pure.

In less than an hour, there is not even a soup base left.

The people who came after hearing the wind could only pat their thighs, annoyed that they didn't go out for a stroll tonight.

Chi Ming counted happily, and there were 150 more praises.

He now has more than 200 positive reviews.

He was smart enough to think of this method.

The little fox entered the door with a cold face. He originally wanted to eat a few bunches of meatballs secretly, but the tea tree spirit stared at him. He didn't catch a hair, but he was getting more and more hungry.

"Come in, I left some skewers for you two, they've all eaten."

Chi Ming was in a great mood, thinking that he would need two more people to help sell skewers tomorrow.

When the little fox heard this, a smile appeared on his sullen face.

When Chi Ming finished washing and was about to go to bed, the little fox quietly pushed the door open and came in.

Just like being a thief.

"What's the matter?" Chi Ming put on his shoes again.

"These are mushrooms from our hometown. I'll give them all to you." The little fox blushed and took out a big bag of fresh mushrooms from nowhere.

He just heard from Peach Tree Spirit and the others that the place where they live now is called Monster Recipe, and they all handed over their tea leaves and peaches to Chi Ming.

He thought, since he lived inside, his tail has grown new hairs, and his practice inside is really fast, at least several times faster than outside.

So he figured he'd have something to thank as well.

Originally, these mushrooms were prepared to be kept for the stewed chicken.

But after eating the chicken made by Chi Ming, he found that all he ate before was rubbish.

Mushrooms from home?

Chi Ming looked at a big bag of fresh mushrooms and lost all sleepiness.

The mushrooms are big and tender, the meat is thick and the stalk is short, and the strong fragrance can be smelled from a distance.

"Where did you come from?" Chi Ming's mind is full of fried meat with mushrooms, stewed chicken with mushrooms, mushrooms with minced meat, chicken with lotus leaf glutinous rice and mushrooms...

The author has something to say:

Little Fox: Knock on the bowl and wait for the chicken stewed mushrooms