In the years of ancient traders

Datu County, Chu House.

Chu's servants were busy early in the morning.Today, Song Silang from Xianghe Village is coming. Everyone in the city knows his name, and his master often talks about it, saying that Song Silang has a magnanimity and ideas, and he will definitely do something great in the future.

A few days ago, Mr. Fu, the owner of Wanghailou, came to visit. Both of them praised Song Shu, and Mr. Chu finally found an opportunity to invite Mr. Fu to connect and invite Song Silang to come to his house as a guest.

Song Silang agreed to come over today, and the butler of Chu's house has been leading a group of maids, nurses and servants since yesterday.Cleaning the house and preparing food, although these are done every day, but when distinguished guests come to the door, it is natural to be careful in every possible way, not to let the master be rude in front of the guests.

When the servants were nervous about their errands, they occasionally chatted a few words.

Everyone is familiar with Song Silang, and many of them live in Datu County, and Song Silang's steamed buns, soybean oil, etc. have had a great impact on their families.

"My cousin sells soybean oil every day, and earns more than us in one month."

"It's windy and sunny, how can I bear it?"

"Earn more while you are young, and enjoy the blessings when you are old."

"I heard that the Song family has recently added a workshop for making quilts. They seem to use silk to make quilts."

"Is there still this?"

The thin voices attracted the butler, and the talking maids and servants immediately shut up, and those who should wipe the ashes, and those who should deliver things, got busy again.

Butler Chu made a round of inspection, then went to the dining room to check.

The dining room was too busy to touch the floor, except for the innermost shelf next to the thick cutting board, a young gentleman in his early ten years, holding a carrot in one hand and a knife in the other, quietly doing carving, as if he was out of touch with the world. isolated.One end of the carrot in his hand, the dragon's head is already faintly visible.

"Oh, my little ancestor." Butler Chu hurried over, "The master said, you can't enter the kitchen, and you can't carve this faucet!"

"Leave me alone." Xiao Langjun said, although he was young, he was very proficient with a knife, and his strikes were fast.

"You do it again, the master will find out in a while, but it's time for family law again." Butler Chu said.

"Unless you missed the news." Mr. Xiao Lang squinted at him and continued to carve his dragon head.

Butler Chu was sweating. This young man is Chu Ning, the precious grandson of Mr. Chu. He usually depends on him for everything, except that he is not allowed to enter the dining room or learn cooking skills.

But this kid Chu Ning is extremely talented, he can tell the ingredients of any dish as soon as he tastes it, and he can make it after watching it once.

It's not that he is the housekeeper for his young master, within two years, even the master master of Wanghailou may not be able to beat him.

In the past, when their master was still working as the imperial cook in Chang'an, he didn't prohibit Young Master Sun from learning how to cook, and often taught him himself.But since I moved to Datu County, I don't know why it has completely changed. Not only do I not like to cook, but I don't let my grandson learn it anymore.

The grandparents and grandson originally had a very good relationship, and they had quarreled a lot over this matter in the past few years.

Young Master Sun is practicing knife skills again. If you tell the master about this, a storm will be inevitable. The housekeeper thought about it and went to Grandma's place.

The eldest grandma of the Chu family was originally a lady of the Chang'an official family, and she was in harmony with the young master and young master of the Chu family. However, after the young master entered the palace to take care of Mr. Chu's errand, he followed Mr. Chu to Datu County, and the husband and wife separated.

She doesn't complain about her father-in-law's actions, it's better not to get involved in the gossip in the palace.Her husband could no longer escape, so she could only keep her son away from him since childhood, and get rid of the life of royal chefs for generations.

When the butler came, Grandma Chu was confirming the noon menu with the steward of the dining room. After hearing what the butler said, she ignored the menu and rushed to the dining room immediately.

Her son's temperament is very similar to that of his father-in-law, they are both stubborn.

Ever since Song Silang in Xianghe Village introduced the skill of stir-frying, her father-in-law, Mr. Chu, couldn't help but study it in many ways. He even taught him how to stir-fry for free, which is very popular in Datu County.Her father-in-law is old and has some deafness, so she helps out every day, and sometimes cooks two by herself.

Her son Chu Ning wanted to learn it when he saw it, but his father-in-law refused to let him, so he yelled why A Niang could learn it, but he couldn't.I was angry for a few days because of this.

Grandma Chu didn't know how to explain it. She was a daughter's family, so even if she was a good cook, she would not be selected into the palace as an imperial cook, but her son was different.He is a boy and the Queen of the Royal Cook.

The child is still young, so what is right and wrong in this palace can't be explained clearly in a few words.

This time rushing to persuade, most likely there will be some collisions.

Fortunately, as soon as she stepped into the dining room, someone came to pass the word that Song Silang had arrived, that Chu Ning had worshiped him for a long time, and that he didn't want the faucet anymore, urging her to go to the front hall.

Song Shu arrived an hour earlier. He wanted to walk around casually to kill time, but he ran into Mr. Fu's car on the way.Today's line was led by Mr. Fu, so naturally he was also present.When Mr. Fu saw Song Shu, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said that it's okay, it's okay, Mr. Chu wanted to see you for a long time, and he was happy to arrive earlier, so he pulled Song Shu here.

"What are you? Your freshly made steamed buns with red bean paste?" Song Shu was holding a package in his hand, which was square and wrapped in cloth.Mr. Fu guessed that he brought a gift, so he guessed.

Song Shu shook his head: "No."

"What's that?" Mr. Fu's interest was aroused.

Song Shu just smiled and said nothing.Since it is a gift for the host's family, of course it will not be revealed until the host arrives.

Song Shu and Mr. Fu were taken to the front hall to sit down and have tea. Without saying a few words, Mr. Chu walked in with Grandma Chu and Chu Ning.

Ever since scallion pancakes became popular in the city, Mr. Chu had the idea of ​​seeing Song Shu.

Later, he sent oil for free, and generously taught everyone how to cook with oil.The work of cooking, deep-fried dough sticks, and selling oil has fed countless people in the city, and Mr. Chu admired Song Shu even more.If I have a granddaughter, I really want to recruit him to be my son-in-law.

This time I finally had the opportunity to meet him in person. Mr. Chu already had a lot of experience in the method of "stirring" and accumulated some questions. He couldn't wait to communicate with Song Shu.

Song Shu is not a professional cook, and he doesn't know much about many of Mr. Chu's problems.Just when Qian Lu was at the end of his skills, Chu Ning who was beside him suddenly said, "I heard that you can make ramen, can you show me?"

Grandma Chu quickly stopped, and apologized to Song Shu, saying that children are not polite.

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Shu secretly shouted for help, and if it's true that Chu Ning is about the same as him in terms of age, there is nothing wrong with such a wording, "I will show you."

The housekeeper groaned inwardly. Seeing that the master's expression was a little off, he wanted to find an excuse to excuse Young Master Sun, but he saw that Chu Ning directly took Song Shu's hand and ran away.

This is how to do?

Chu Lao frowned instantly, and the housekeeper was about to cry.

"Hehe, I haven't tasted this ramen before. It seems that I have a good meal today." Mr. Fu got up, as if he didn't notice the embarrassing atmosphere here, and went to the dining room familiarly.

If Song Silang could be persuaded to supply him with ramen in Wanghailou, his trip would not be in vain.

Song Shu left, Mr. Fu also left, Mr. Chu and Grandma Chu looked at each other, and had to move to the dining room.

It's impossible to stop Chu Ning, even if Mr. Fu is an old acquaintance, he doesn't care, but Song Silang was invited by him with great difficulty, so he can't offend him casually.

What's more, Mr. Chu actually wanted to see the legendary ramen very much.

This thing was first reported from shopkeeper Wang, and later I heard that it is often found in the meals of the Song family workshop.According to those who have eaten it, the ramen noodles are firm, smooth and elastic, and the soup base is delicious, even better than the soup cakes with toppings.

The rumors spread more and more widely, and some people even came to Datu County to taste the delicacy of ramen.

However, Song Shu did not sell it.

This made countless people who cared about food sigh with regret.For this reason, some wealthy businessmen even pretended to be villagers and wanted to work in the Song family's workshop so that they could taste the delicious ramen.

When Mr. Chu arrived, Song Shu swung his hands, and the noodles fell firmly on the table and bounced up again. A bundle of noodles was just finished.

"Let me try, let me try." Thanks to Song Shu's presence, Chu Ning was no longer afraid of the family law, and pestered him to learn it.How did Song Shu know about their family, but he felt that Chu Ning treated food with a pure heart, so he taught him generously.

It's just that today there is no alkaline water in the noodles, but salt is added, which may be a little weaker in terms of toughness and elasticity.

Ramen is a brand new technology, which is not yet available in this era, so even though Chu Ning is talented, he failed many times back and forth.

Mr. Chu asked him to stop messing around several times, but he refused to listen, and brazenly asked Song Shu to continue to give pointers. Mr. Chu was very angry at him.But even Mr. Fu, an insider, didn't help, and even wanted to intervene, but Song Shu didn't teach.

"If Wanghailou has learned it, how can I still sell my ramen?" Song Shu smiled slyly.

When Mr. Fu was not there when kneading the dough just now, it was impossible to learn it just by watching him shake it twice.Song Shu is still thinking about opening a workshop or shop based on this ramen. Of course, Wanghailou can't learn it so soon.

"Don't teach me either." Song Shu winked at Chu Ning again.

Chu Ning nodded obediently: "Understood, Master."

Master... Master?

The faces of the people present were different.

This kid Chu Ning moved really fast, and in just a short time, he has already recognized Song Shu as his master.

Chu Lao only felt that his old Han's legs were throbbing and hurting.

Now that we have pulled the noodles, we simply added vegetables for lunch.

The kitchen in Chu's house has everything you need. Song Shu found the ingredients and cooked a big pot of tomato and egg noodles.Because Mr. Chu is old and not in good health, he usually eats very lightly, so he made Yangchun noodles for him alone.

Yangchun noodles may seem unremarkable at first glance, but the thick soup and thin noodles are smooth in the mouth. After taking a bite, Mr. Chu gave a thumbs up: "Song Silang is good at cooking."

"It's really good craftsmanship." Mr. Fu also ate some tomato egg noodles.

Grandma Chu covered it with her big sleeve, took a sip, and was full of praise.Chu Ning ate half of the bowl in one go.

Poor Chu's cook cooked a table of delicacies, and no one cared about it for a long time.

Song Shu didn't feel anything new about the noodles, so he just tasted all the dishes of Yuchu's family, so he was so leisurely.

"By the way." Halfway through eating, Mr. Fu remembered something, "What is your gift, can you see it now?"

As soon as he met Song Shu, his curiosity seemed to return to the age of fifteen or sixteen. Everything he saw was novel and delicious. His favorite food recently is deep-fried dough sticks, and he especially likes to wrap them in steamed buns. The noodle fragrance explodes in the mouth, which is really satisfying.

If Mr. Fu didn't mention it, Song Shu would have forgotten about it. Fortunately, under the command of the housekeeper, a servant delivered his package in time.

At the round table they sat at when they were eating, Mr. Chu was in the main seat, and Song Shu sat on his right side. At this moment, he put the package in front of Mr. Chu, and opened it while saying: "Mr. Chu is from Chang'an. There are too many, I thought about it and made this food, maybe Mr. Chu has never seen it before, so I just have a taste of it."

Sure enough, it was food that I had never seen before.

Mr. Fu, who was sitting on the left side of Mr. Chu, became more interested and came over to take a look.In order to see more clearly, Chu Ning simply jumped behind Song Shu.Grandma Chu is also a person who loves to eat, so she stretched her neck reservedly at this moment.

"The shape and color of this cake are like the full moon, so I call it moon cake. The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and I would like to take this small gift to wish Mr. Chu and his family a happy reunion." Song Shu said.

There was a wooden box in the package, which was handmade by Song Anan. The wooden box had two layers, and each layer was divided into four compartments, each containing four mooncakes.

The crust of Soviet-style mooncakes is made of layered oily and watery dough. The crust is crispy and has a variety of flavors.Song Shu made four meat fillings and four bean pastes this time, in response to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and at the same time, he also wanted to see how well people here accept mooncakes.

When Mr. Fu ate steamed buns for the first time, he was amazed at how the noodles were made so soft, but he was not completely unimaginative about how to do it.But this mooncake, not to mention how it makes such a fragrant and crispy texture, just the layers of dough is amazing.Each layer is so thin and made of flour, what kind of technique is used to make the layers distinct?

When they tasted it, Song Shu was also sweating.

For this era, mooncakes are a bit ahead of their time.Whether it is the practice of meringue, or the method of baking for pasta, it is unheard of.

Although Liu Niang and the others said it was delicious, Song Shu still couldn't make up his mind, so he chose this gift specially today, just to see what Mr. Chu and Mr. Fu, who are professionals, think.

Mr. Fu supported it with his hand, took a bite, and fine pieces of puff pastry fell down.

"Old man, what do you think?" Song Shu couldn't help asking.

Mr. Fu swallowed the mooncake: "Song Silang, do you sell these mooncakes?"

The author has something to say: [Gu Dan received the document] "The Days of being Fooled and Eating Grass [Farming]"

Mo Tianya has an ideal, to become the No.1 hunting group and eat meat every day.

But the strong uncle he picked up said: "To become strong, first eat grass."

Mo Tianya chewed all kinds of weeds dug back by his uncle, and saw that all the bacon he treasured went into the other party's mouth, suspecting that he had been cheated.

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Lu Wanren, the No. 1 in the mainland, was conspired and injured, so it's okay to hide in the small hunting group next to the Warcraft Mountains.You have to make a living by fooling little kids.

I have been fooling around a lot, and I feel guilty.

Well, I will teach you hunting skills, dig out natural talents and earthly treasures, and pass on martial arts skills to you.In the end, even I will compensate you myself.

The most powerful man in the world, the thick-skinned, the most powerful man in the world, Gong X, worked hard to eat meat, and was finally eaten dry. The innocent boy suffered.

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