dressed as a scholar

Before Fang Yu went to the Judgment Mansion, he informed Ji Yunlu that his father loved to eat badly braised duck tongue, and it had to be made by a master chef at the Guangjia restaurant in Mingming Lane to be authentic.

Although Mr. Tong San appreciates him quite a lot, but now he has something to ask for from others, so he has to do what he likes.

Fang Yu specifically went looking for this restaurant. He had seen the recommendation of this restaurant in the manuscript of Shuchazhai before, and he wanted to try it a long time ago, but he was busy with scientific research and never had time. Unexpectedly, this time I came here for the sake of favor.

I went to look for Xiao Eryi to inquire, no wonder Master Tongpan likes to eat the bad stewed duck tongue here, the master chef surnamed Qian only cooks it once a month, and the quantity is still limited, only a dozen dishes at a time , Let's take the master chef as a stubborn and individual cook. He said that he only cooks once a month, and he won't come no matter how much money he pays.

The guest just got addicted to eating and can't eat anymore, so it can make people dream about it.

It is only half a month before the dry master makes duck tongue, and it is impossible to buy it. He returned disappointed, thinking that he would just give away the tea and wine from the old man’s family, and the left and right can be taken out and put on the table. It's just that there is less of a layer of heart in it.

"You told me earlier that you were going out to buy the bad stewed duck tongue from the master, so you wouldn't have to make such a trip in vain."

Qiao Hezhi couldn't help laughing when he saw her husband who came back with a sad face, and heard the reason for his displeasure.

"What? Do you have a good idea?"

"You let me do it and take it to the Tongpan mansion, and you can do more, so as to relieve the hunger of Mr. Tongpan."

Although Fang Yu knew his little husband's cooking skills, he still knew the reason that the dishes made by different people tasted different.

"I know what you are worried about." Qiao Hezhi said to himself: "The taste of the duck tongue I made is almost the same as that of the stewed duck tongue made by the master. If it is not a top-notch chef, a layman will definitely not be able to taste it. different."

Seeing Xiao Qiao's self-confidence, Fang Yu's brows were happy, but he was surprised: "How can you cook the master's specialty?"

"Master Gan used to be a cook employed by our family. He cooked excellent dishes, and the bad stewed duck tongue was just one of them. At that time, Master Gan saw that I had some talent for cooking, so he would teach me a few tricks in his spare time. Coincidentally, I also learned how to make badly stewed duck tongue."

Qiao Hezhi put on the apron while cleaning the pot, and said: "Later, Master Gan couldn't bear to live away from his wife for a long time, so he resigned from our errand and rented a small shop outside to open a restaurant. The people are generous and hearty, and the food is delicious, and the business will grow better."

Fang Yu quickly went to tie Xiao Qiao's apron, and he put his chin on the man's shoulder: "Then I must be lucky to meet Master Qiao who can solve all my problems."

"Don't be stupid, if Master Tongpan keeps you in the mansion for lunch today, you can go to Dongcheng to buy me some candied peaches when you come back."

"Then I will definitely not be able to escape a box of candied peaches. You don't know that the judge appreciates me, and you have already called my nephew. When the time comes, you will definitely accept me as his disciple."

"You can be proud of it."

Fang Yu watched Qiao Hezhi quickly handle the fat and tender duck tongue under the stove, and blanched it again. Then he threw firewood into the stove, like an ordinary husband and wife in the countryside, and they did all the work with ease.

He had never done a fire before, but it was because Xiao Qiao was often a small cook. He came here to guard, always looking for something to do to have a sense of participation. First, he helped peel garlic and wash ginger, but chopping vegetables didn’t work. Last time The vegetables were cut in different lengths and thick, and almost cut off the nails. After being trained by Xiao Qiao for a long time, he never had a chance to touch the handle of the knife again.

Looking for an errand to make a fire later, I was reluctant to leave after doing it. It was warm enough to warm the fire and I could sit and peel garlic. Tsk, the sense of participation in cooking was instantly full.

Braised duck tongue is actually a cold dish. The duck tongue is cleaned and cooked and soaked in the secret stew. The quality of the taste is not only the quality of the duck tongue, but also the bowl of stew. .

The ingredients in the marinade are actually those things, nothing more than onion, ginger, garlic, bay leaves, cinnamon bark, soy sauce and vinegar, etc., but the skill of each ingredient depends on the cook. In short, he is just a layman. Put the material, put the material like that, and finally it will be done.

"It can be used after submerging the duck tongue and soaking it for an hour. I pierced a small hole in the duck tongue, which is easy to taste. I will bring something with me and talk about it. It is just right to eat at noon."

Qiao Hezhi asked his servants to fetch a beautiful food box and put it in: "Don't try to steal it on the road, it tastes bland if it's not marinated well."

"Yes, follow the orders of the young master."

Fang Yu laughed, went back to the house, changed into Sheng clothes, and took the gifts to Tongju Mansion.

Tongpan Mansion is closer to the other end of the lake wind well, and it takes another quarter of an hour to get there. When Fang Yu arrived at the gate of Tongpan Mansion, Ji Yunlu was already waiting for him at the gate.

"Brother Fang, please come inside, my father just talked about you, and I just came out to have a look, and you will be here soon."

"Brother Ji is too polite. If I knew you were waiting at the door, I would have asked the coachman to drive the carriage faster."

The two carried each other to the mansion, chatting and laughing all the way, when they passed the garden and were about to go to the corridor, they heard a yin and yang sound: "Fourth younger brother Zhongju pleases father, it really is different, it is the same at home now." A person who can make the decision brings anyone to the house as he wants, he really has a lot of style, it seems that my brother and I will rely on you in the future."

"Brother!" Ji Yunlu lowered his voice, quite annoyed: "The visitor is a guest, and we are a rich family after all, so what's the point of talking like this?"

"Hey, listen." Ji Lingsheng turned his head and said to the boy next to him, "How good at taking money from the master's family. Those who don't know think that Tongpan Mansion is run by a young lady and the bastard is the master. You also know that we are here It's a big family, and the big family has a place for you, a bastard, to talk?"

"Let me tell you, Ji Yunlu, don't think that your mother is a bit of a bitch, so my father will do everything to you two. There is no reason for concubines and concubines to be in charge of the house in this Yuncheng. If I am here for a day, don't think about it." Climb to the head of the main room."

Fang Yu looked at the arrogance and domineering appearance in front of him, just like what he saw in the school government back then. He has known the superiority and inferiority of the concubines since ancient times, but because he is the only son in the family, he has not seen these disputes, but every time he encounters this Ji Lingsheng will be dismissed. In the last lesson, even if he wanted to hate him in his heart, it was not easy to hate him, after all, it was someone else's family business, and Ji Yunlu didn't say anything, so maybe his quick tongue-twisting would end up hurting Ji Yunlu.

"It's really interesting that you are a sour scholar. You used to curry favor with Young Master Li at the school government, and now you are looking for my four younger brothers to please you. It seems that you have really worked hard. The school government warned you last time. It seems that you Shikong has ears and can't listen, he insists on catching up, and the shameless kung fu is exactly the same as my four younger brothers and his little mother, so it's no wonder they can be mixed together."

"But I'll tell you today, what we despise the most in the Tongpan Mansion are you people who smell like copper and have an affair with businessmen. It's better to stop thinking about it earlier. People like you can cling to..."

"Shut up with me!"

Before Ji Lingsheng finished speaking, he heard a slap, and he was bent over by a slap. He covered his face and looked at the man standing behind him in horror, and pursed his lips: "Father... ..."

"You bastard who keeps your mouth shut, the books you have read these years seem to have been read in the stomach of a dog, and you uttered evil words to humiliate guests. This is the way this old man taught you to treat guests! Your brother studies hard. You passed the examination at a young age, and look at you, you are a worthless thing. You spend all day looking for flowers and flowers, asking for flowers and willows. Looking at you, it doesn't necessarily mean that you are restrained, but you have developed such a temperament of insulting the lintel!"

Ji Lingsheng was scolded bloody, but he didn't dare to answer a word. He didn't have the air of a powerful son-in-law just now. He covered his face and cried, "Father, listen to me..."

"Isn't that what you said when I was deaf? This is the first Xie Yuanlang of Qiuwei this year, and he is the protégé that I invited to my house as a guest!" Tong Juan raised his hand and slapped Ji Lingsheng again: " What did you say out of your mouth, why don't you hurry up and apologize!"

Hearing the words, Ji Lingsheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he didn't care about the pain on his face, he quickly bowed his waist and apologized to Fang Yu: "It's because I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, sir, don't take it to heart."

"Hurry up and get out of here, kneel in the ancestral hall, don't be ashamed here!"

As if he was about to be released, Ji Lingsheng hurriedly ran down without looking back.

After the person left, the judge hurriedly smoothed things over: "The worthless things made my nephew laugh."

"Yeah, big brother has always had a hot temper, so I hope brother Fang don't take it to heart."

Fang Yu hurriedly said: "How come, brother Ji is just outspoken."

Tong Pan regained his composure, and Fang Yu tacitly forgot about the real face-slapping scene just now.

"Father, Brother Fang heard that you like to eat badly braised duck tongue, so he brought you a special one, but he took great pains."

"Oh? The old man has been craving that for a long time, my nephew has a heart."

The three of them went to the flower hall, made tea, and before Fang Yu could present himself, Ji Yunlu spoke for him first.

"Master Gan's badly stewed duck tongue is really rare. I wonder if the duck tongue that Xiaosheng brought today is suitable for adults."

"The taste of duck tongue is a trivial matter, what is rare is the kindness of my nephew."

Tong Juan smiled, and regained his composure: "When I returned to the city, I heard about the funeral at my nephew's house. It was really sad. I wanted to go to pay my condolences, but unfortunately I came back two days late."

"Thank you for your concern, my lord. My mother is old and not in good health. Xiaosheng knew that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden."

"They are all sons and daughters. I only want you to be filial. I heard that you have been sick for a long time because of this. You are really a good boy who is loyal and filial."

Fang Yu clasped his hands in salute: "My lord is too modest. Xiaosheng's body is weak, which makes everyone laugh."

The judge said in time: "The deceased is dead, and we have to look forward. Forget it, let's not say these sad words."

Ji Yunlu said: "It's getting late, why don't you let the servants prepare the dishes."

"Okay, my nephew has to taste the food in the mansion, I haven't seen you in a month, my nephew looks a lot thinner."

Fang Yu said: "Xiaosheng is the one who likes to talk. It's best not to make jokes at the dinner table."

Tongpanlang laughed, "It's better to eat more."

Soon all the dishes were served on the table, and Fang Yu accompanied him to drink a few cups. Some requests for not drinking were difficult to ask, but it was really thanks to Xiao Qiao, the big plate of badly stewed duck tongue was cooked very well. The judge ate with his chopsticks, his eyes lit up: "That's the taste! In Fucheng, I remember the old man very well, and drinking wine is the most suitable."

Tongpan originally thought it was made by other masters, so he didn’t report any hope. The taste of the duck’s tongue juice is a familiar recipe. People who have grown up for a few years can be prudent and experienced in everything, but often they can’t let go of the bite. .

"For today's plate of badly stewed duck tongue, I need to eat a few more glasses of wine!"

"That Xiaosheng respects the adults and eats delicious food."