MTL - Chang’an Small Restaurant-Chapter 2 Multicolored Suso Cake

Shen Shaoguang's neck was straight, his jaw was slightly retracted, and a reserved smile stretched on his face.

Zhike was confused by her imposing manner, hesitated for a while, and took her to see the host.

The host is fifty or sixty years old, with a round face and a kind face: "Shen - could it be the lady of the Shen family in Luoxia?"

Shen Shaoguang sighed with emotion and said softly, "If you humiliate the ancestors, don't mention it."

That's it. The host nodded, "The strange way is so elegant."

Praise the charm, decent people in this dynasty, about the equivalent of five-star praise on Taobao in later generations, they are all human favors, Shen Shaoguang smiled and accepted.

The host is indeed a good talker. Regarding the question of Shen Shaoguang's accommodation, he agreed.

Although the host didn't care, Shen Shaoguang insisted on paying the rent for three months in the nunnery according to the amount on the order.

The teacher said with a smile, "Since the little lady insists on being a gentleman, so be it."

Make people feel more at ease.

It happened that there were no other pilgrims staying in the nunnery, and there were no female nuns, and maybe there was a relationship between "Shen" and "Gao Hua", Shen Shaoguang divided two very good Zen rooms in the main house , spacious and bright.

In order to express her gratitude, Shen Shaoguang personally made a bowl of colorful cakes and sent it to the host.

In fact, there is nothing very commendable about this soufflé, it is just trouble.

When cooking, each type of water should be boiled in another pot, so that the soup is not cloudy and the color is not beautiful.

The cake looks good, and the taste depends on the soup base. The soup base is boiled with mountain mushrooms. Mushrooms are rich in various amino acids and can produce a meat-like aroma. Only such a fragrant soup can blend the unique flavors of the five-color soba.

When Shen Shaoguang sent it, the host had already eaten the evening meal, but this bowl of soba was so beautiful that one could not help but eat it.

"Sunflower, perilla, yellow rice, um, sesame is the most fragrant..." The host had a very clever tongue.

Seeing that the host ate a bowl of soba, and the disciple next to him, Jing Qing, pursed his lips. He just said today that he needs to go on a diet to support his health. I can't believe what Master said! But this bowl of soba... smells really good and looks good. I didn't expect this donor Shen to have such craftsmanship.

A bowl of soba aroused the host's chatter. The old lady recounted the various noodles she had eaten. "The sheep soup houto in the northwest should be eaten with a lot of pepper, and it is good to eat it until the temples are sweating; The sauce braised Suo cake is best to use bird meat fried sauce, served with cucumber shredded coriander; our Changan cold scoop is best served with shrimp or mandarin fish…”

Shen Shaoguang listened with a smile, I didn't expect the host to travel to so many places, it's great! The point is, the old lady eats meat... Does that mean that you don't need to stop eating meat when you live here?

In order to make the old lady happy, Shen Shaoguang followed her words.

"What the teacher said is very true. Whether the food is good or not varies from time to time, from place to place, and from person to person."

Shen Shaoguang's cooking skills can only be regarded as third-rate, but the comments are housekeeping skills, and he laughed at the moment, "Eating cold in the twelfth lunar month, no matter how beautiful it is, it is less refreshing, and this varies from time to time; In Hangzhou, eating mutton and pepper houto is too strong. In the northwest, eating green water chestnut soup cake is slightly bland. Braised meat, especially pork with three layers of five flowers, is fragrant and flavorful, and it varies from person to person."

A few words will raise it to a theoretical height.

The host teacher Tai clasped his palms and laughed, "Wonderful! I have never said it so thoroughly. What we said today is enough to write a "Bread Classic"."

Shen Shaoguang jokingly said: "The food and drink scriptures are not like Shitai, who has traveled thousands of mountains and rivers and tasted all kinds of ups and downs. If you write "Bing Jing", I would like to make paper and grind ink for Shitai. "

And then added another sentence, "Lu Chushi already has "The Book of Tea", if Shitai writes "The Book of Bread" again, this is really a blessing for those who love to eat and drink."

Listening to Shen Shaoguang comparing himself to Lu Yu, the teacher laughed more and more happily, this child can really speak. The host just said that the "Bread Classic" was just a casual mention, and now it has become a bit of such a vulgar interest. Why don't you just write it and read it? Otherwise, I will really live up to the mountains and rivers that I have walked through and the delicious food I have eaten.

Jing Qing smiled half helplessly and half indulgently. Master has no other hobbies, so he just stutters, but as Master said, the disciples did not grow this "wisdom root", this time finally I met a confidant...

Shen Shaoguang returned soon, and Jingqing brought the eight-character eyebrows to know the guest Jingci, and each of them brought a pot of flowers over. A pot of peony and a pot of jasmine are all blooming just right.

Jing Qing smiled and said, "Master is waiting for me to send two pots of flowers to the donor to add some fragrance."

Shen Shaoguang knew that this was a gift for the bowl of noodles, and hurriedly thanked him. After saying a few more polite words, Fang sent Erni out.

"Senior sister, even if this lady Shen was born in the Shen family in Luoxia, she is still a dead branch of the Shen family. It has fallen into disrepair. Why is the host so polite?" Jing Ci looked at Shen Shaoguang's house Li is really simple and simple, and he doesn't even have a servant, so it can be seen that he is really poor.

Jingci shook her head in disapproval, having a good surname is really good.

Since settled in this Chongxian Square Guangming Temple, Shen Shaoguang began to work on his own catering business plan.

The first step is careful market research. I've seen it roughly before, but if I really want to start doing it, "rough" is not enough.

Doni in the nunnery was about to have a morning lesson, and the first morning drum sounded, and he got up. Although Shen Shaoguang didn't do morning classes, he got up early, washed and cleaned up, and went out with a few pennies.

The baker was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't know what time he got up. He had already baked two ovens, put them in a bamboo basket, and covered them with a thin quilt.

Seeing Shen Shaoguang, a young lady who came to buy cakes at this hour, looked at her in surprise.

Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows.

The ears of the young baker were a little red, so he quickly wiped his hands on his apron, took out a cake from the basket and handed it to her.

Shen Shaoguang took a bite while it was still hot. Such a cake is only sold for three yuan, and it really makes a lot of money.

There is another hoto not far away, and the water has been boiled for preparation.

Further on, there is a larger restaurant. Shen Shaoguang went in and saw that there were about 20 food cases, and there were food signs on the counter, which said mutton steamed cake, Gulouzi, candied date fragrant rice porridge, mutton soup cake and so on.

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After drinking the soup, after strolling through the small streets, Shen Shaoguang came to the door. Here, I didn't go back to the nunnery until the gate was opened and the curfew was officially lifted.

The second day and the third day came out again, the itinerary was similar, but the choice of food was different.

The author has something to say:Sopie is roughly the equivalent of noodles.