The Evil Mother-in-law: Torment Children, Work Hard, Be Rich!-Chapter 275: Roast Suckling Pig

During the summer wheat harvest, at that time, there weren’t enough people, so Gu Taohua and others still needed to rush home to harvest.

Now that they have hired workers in the village, Gu Taohua and the others don’t need to participate in the autumn harvest.

After all, business at the shop is more important.

Tong Huaqiong searched through Tong Dajiao’s memories, finding that it would be a streak of sunny days during this autumn harvest season.

This way, Tong Huaqiong doesn’t need to worry about having to rush to harvest corn overnight.

Gu Dahuan is managing the work in the fields, so Tong Huaqiong doesn’t have to worry. She can take some time to visit Ning City.

Taohua Dessert is about to step out of Yan Guan Town, aiming directly at Pingchuan County and the capital city.

There’s no need for Tong Huaqiong to worry about Pingchuan County.

To put it bluntly, Tong Huaqiong has now become good friends with the County Magistrate’s mother,

so no one dares to cause trouble at the shop in Pingchuan County, not even Xu Zaohua, who is itching with hatred towards Tong Huaqiong.

Ning City is a different story.

In such a large city, who knows who might have powerful connections? Tong Huaqiong is now completely in the dark about the capital city.

The shop in the capital city was acquired by He Chao with Gu Dashu.

Tong Huaqiong trusts He Chao, but she still wants to personally check on her shop to feel at ease.

As she was contemplating the matter of going to the capital city, she saw Boss Qian smilingly arriving at Qinghe Bay again.

The houses of Boss Qian and He Chao, since their foundations are newly dug, are expected to be completed by winter.

He has been visiting Qinghe Bay from time to time under the guise of overseeing the construction, and of course, he inevitably meets with Tong Huaqiong each time he comes.

After all, they are going to be neighbors, so even if she wanted to close her eyes to it, she couldn’t pretend not to see.

"Manager Tong." Boss Qian greeted cheerfully.

"Boss Qian, I just happen to have something to ask you," Tong Huaqiong said.

Boss Qian, happy as ever, was thrilled to hear this.

Tong Huaqiong asked, "The pork I sent you the other day, how was it?"

"Delicious! Savory! Very fragrant! I was just about to tell you."

Boss Qian was even more excited.

Fengle Building, as the premier high-end dining brand in Yan Guan Town, has only a few pork dishes.

Due to the positioning of Fengle Building’s clientele, naturally, the somewhat gamy pork struggles to find its place in such environments.

Boss Qian personally almost never eats pork.

So when Tong Huaqiong sent someone to deliver pork to him and insisted he try it himself, he felt somewhat obliged.

Thinking that it was nice enough of Tong Huaqiong to give him a gift, he couldn’t be picky, even if the pork was overwhelmingly pungent, he had to eat it with his eyes closed.

With these thoughts, Boss Qian didn’t let others do it, instead, he personally cooked the pork in Fengle Building.

Originally, he intended to cook the pork first to eliminate the odor, then take it out to slice and braise, using seasonings to mask the smell.

But as soon as the pork hit the water, a rich meaty aroma started spreading.

As the fire burned brighter, the meat’s aroma grew more enticing.

The fragrance practically made the cravings stir in his belly.

Not only that, but it also attracted the whole kitchen staff to gather around and watch.

They all asked what kind of meat it was, why it smelled so good. Upon learning it was pork, they were incredulous.

Because in all their years, they had never smelled pork so fragrant.

After cooking and taking out the pork, Boss Qian couldn’t resist.

He cut a piece and ate it straight, without dipping it in any sauce.

Boss Qian dared to say it was the best pork he had ever eaten: not a bit of gaminess, no off-flavors even without any sauce.

Before he knew it, a whole line of pork was gone.

Yet he couldn’t get enough, so he brought all the pork gifted by Tong Huaqiong to the kitchen.

The chefs at Fengle Building clicked their tongues in amazement at the meat.

Such good pork couldn’t just be boiled to show off their culinary skills, so they gently pushed Boss Qian aside and rolled up their sleeves to make braised pork, twice-cooked pork, shredded pork with green peppers...

Boss Qian ate to his heart’s content.

"You run a restaurant, you have broad knowledge, if even you say the pork is good, it surely isn’t wrong," Tong Huaqiong said.

Receiving praise from Tong Huaqiong, Boss Qian blushed slightly and said, "I actually came today because of the pork. Da Han told me when he delivered it that it was raised by your family. What did you feed them with? There’s absolutely no gaminess or odor, whether it’s braised or boiled, it’s fragrant. Are any more pigs ready for sale? I’d like to buy one first."

Although Fengle Building is the best restaurant in Yan Guan Town, it doesn’t lack competition.

Other eateries have their own signature dishes.

It’s been a while since Fengle Building offered new dishes to its diners, and Boss Qian thought launching a series of pork-based signature dishes could further attract clientele.

The prerequisite is that the pork must be free of odor, equally delicious as the pork sent by Tong Huaqiong.

He knew Tong Huaqiong’s family raised twenty pigs.

So he came to Qinghe Bay to ask Tong Huaqiong to buy pigs.

Tong Huaqiong smiled and said, "The remaining pigs won’t be ready for sale until the end of the year."

"That long, huh."

Boss Qian looked rather disappointed, kind of impatient, since the chefs at Fengle Building had already started planning new menus.

Tong Huaqiong noticed Boss Qian’s expression and said, "Actually, the pigs don’t necessarily have to be fully grown."

Boss Qian’s eyes lit up, as if Tong Huaqiong planned to sell the pigs to him ahead of schedule.

He was too excited.

Boss Qian rubbed his hands, a bit at a loss.

"How could I possibly..." Boss Qian said excitedly. "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely pay you above market price."

Tong Huaqiong realized Boss Qian misunderstood.

Her pigs couldn’t be sold yet.

The largest boar ready for sale has tender meat, far superior to any other pork on the market, but Tong Huaqiong felt that it would be better if it was raised for another two months.

The other pigs need to be raised to full maturity.

After all, she plans to open a pork shop at year-end, and the pork quality must be consistent, with the best meat quality.

Moreover, if she agreed to Boss Qian’s request now, Fengle Building would occasionally ask for a pig, and all her pigs would end up in Fengle Building, leaving her unable to let more people know about her pork’s quality.

After all, diners at Fengle Building only know that its pork is delicious, without realizing it’s the pork raised by her.

Unruffled, Tong Huaqiong told Boss Qian, "The twenty pigs at my place can’t be sold for the time being; it’s not that I don’t want to sell them, but their meat isn’t good enough yet. Actually, your restaurant doesn’t necessarily have to wait for my pigs to be fully grown; have you thought about introducing roasted suckling pig to your menu?"

Boss Qian asked, "Roasted suckling pig? What do you mean?"

It seemed like Boss Qian hadn’t heard of such a dish.

It made sense since, in the Ning City area, raising a pig wasn’t easy, and who would take a newborn piglet just to eat it?

That was simply sinful!

Moreover, boars that weren’t castrated carried a gamy flavor, further discouraging the idea of restaurants or gourmet diners in the Ning City area from experimenting with culinary adventures starting with piglets.

Tong Huaqiong then explained how the roasted suckling pig dish was made.

"Pigs need to be well-raised as I do until they’re plump, or they can be turned into roasted suckling pigs at two or three months old," Tong Huaqiong explained.

Boss Qian believed what Tong Huaqiong said, after all, the myriad desserts at Taohua Dessert were all recipes she concocted.

Take for example the meat dumplings at the Dragon Boat Festival or the current fresh meat and ham mooncakes for Mid-Autumn Festival; these seemingly mismatched combinations turned out to be incredibly delicious, clearly showing that Tong Huaqiong had some talent in the realm of culinary arts.

But for safety reasons, he still asked, "Manager Tong, how did you come up with the idea of roasted suckling pig?"