Chapter 208

Gu Chunzhu was pushed away and could only stand by the street in silence. She scolded the tortoise in her heart that he looked down at people, but her eyes went down the second floor along the street, even the windows were closed tightly.

She didn't want to go back without seeing such a person. She was about to make a quarrel with the tortoise man. It happened that a familiar black faced girl was about to enter the Tibetan Jiao Pavilion. She still had a bunch of medicine bags in her hand.

"Do you remember me? No, could you please ask the brook to meet me?" Gu Chunzhu rushed up in three and two steps, and reached for the sleeve of the black faced little girl.

"You are Ping Ann's mother, how is Ann? " The little girl's eyes are still clear, and a simple face shows her concern for An'an.

"Ann is safe. Thank you for taking care of her here. I came to see the brook today. Can you help me?" Gu Chunzhu said that he put a few Wen money into the palm of the little girl's hand and wanted to make her convenient.

The little girl returned the copper plate to Gu Chunzhu, hid the medicine bag behind her and said brightly: "I'll call for you. Don't give me money, save it for An'an to buy sugar."

Said the little girl ran into the Tibetan Jiao Pavilion, Gu Chunzhu can only look forward to outside.

After a while, Liu Xi Niang still didn't come out. It was still the black faced girl who ran out. She pulled Gu Chunzhu to one side and whispered, "Miss Xi Niang picked up the guest last night and was resting. Would you like to come back next time?"

"Cheng, then you tell her to have a good rest. If there is anything I can ask someone to leave a message at xiyinglou, the county seat. I often go there to deliver things." Gu Chunzhu's eyelashes trembled to cover the loneliness of the bottom of his eyes. He thought he could see people this time.

Seeing Gu Chunzhu's back, the little girl with black face lost her sight. Then she sighed and went back to Liu xinniang's room. She lowered her head and showed the rotation on her head. She said in a sullen way: "you are bullied like this, girl. Don't let Ann Niang know!"

Liu xinniang lies on the bed. On the exposed side of the fragrant shoulder are the scratches that are tossed out by others. There are countless traces on her body. People also look at her with burning eyes.

She opened her mouth slightly and said softly, "she can't be told to see me like this. She will be worried."

"I'm going to decoct the medicine. Let's have a rest, girl." The little girl with black face sighed quietly. Liu xinniang, however, is one of the few good people in the pavilion.

Gu Chunzhu went back to the back door of xiyinglou and saw a bloody scene.

Su Wangqin hangs a sheep on the shelf, and pastes a sharp knife between the skin and the meat. "Shuasha" looks at the whole skin peeling off.

"Well, thank you, brother." Chef Zhang claps his hands. It usually takes less than half an hour to help the chef. Su Wangqin only needs half a pillar of incense to solve the problem, which can save a lot of time for their busy chef.

Chef Zhang finished clapping his hands and turned to see Gu Chunzhu. Just then, the chef came out with two bowls of noodles, on which he also laid a poached egg.

"Come and have some noodles." He said enthusiastically, touching his stomach happily, "every time you come, you have to work. We should welcome the people in the building to eat. Don't be polite."

"Thank you, chef." Gu Chunzhu is not polite either. He has a bowl with Su Wangqin alone.

This bowl is not a troublesome thing in the face of the welcome building. There are some ready-made materials in the back kitchen, and Gu Chunzhu also taught a new dish of minced meat steamed with salted eggs.

Mrs. GUI went to bring them benches to make. This afternoon, the front was full and the back kitchen was very busy. The back people had no rice to eat, so they had to wait for the afternoon to eat.

Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin eat noodles in a loud voice. The chef in xiyinglou is overqualified to make noodles. It's just a bowl of simple green vegetables and egg noodles, but the soup with chicken bones is so delicious that people can't stop.

"Brother Wang, our bamboo shoots may not sell well." Gu Chunzhu stopped after eating a big mouthful of noodles and muttered a word. He thought about the way out seriously.

Su Wangqin nodded. Winter bamboo shoots are not a rare thing, especially in the county where there are many mountain forests. Although the winter bamboo shoots are not easy to dig, they are also idle. Everyone has time to dig and sell them.

"Unless they have to use ours!" Su Wangqin's eyebrows are slightly raised, and he gives a suggestion.

"I think of what to do." Gu Chunzhu ate two more mouthfuls of noodles and swallowed them. When he had half a bowl left, he stuffed it into Su Wangqin's bowl. "I hope you can solve it. I'll go to chef Zhang when I'm full."

Look at the woman's cunning eyes, Su Wangqin is not worried about the market of the winter bamboo shoots, but shakes his head to finish eating the noodles in his bowl and then eats what Gu Chunzhu left.

Gu Chunzhu goes into the back kitchen and sees chef Zhang with his back hands looking at other cooks cooking. Occasionally, he points out and tastes dishes. Only after his mouth says it's OK can he deliver them.

"By the way, chef Zhang, how do we make all the winter bamboo shoots in our building?" Gu Chunzhu asked first.

"It's usually braised bamboo shoots, stir fried bacon with bamboo shoots and stewed pork with bamboo shoots." Chef Zhang pointed to the winter bamboo shoots in two cooking pots that were being made, and the fried ones were bacon.

After he finished, his brain suddenly turned around and stared at Gu Chunzhu with a bright light in his eyes. "Chunzhu, do you know how to make winter bamboo shoots? I want all kinds of new dishes here!"Gu Chunzhu bowed his head to show a smile and asked chef Zhang to guess.

She also said: "I know a lot about the dishes of winter bamboo shoots, such as cold bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots and duck casserole, ham and fresh bamboo shoots soup, oil Sliced Bamboo shoots, double bamboo shoots and shrimp..."

"Slow down, slow down!" Chef Zhang shouts out in a hurry. He listens to Gu Chunzhu's words. Suddenly, the bamboo shoots can do this.

In fact, cooking is not so complicated. Many seasoning methods are the same. Gu Chunzhu said that he thought of doing it, but Gu Chunzhu said it too quickly and he couldn't remember it.

Chef Zhang also went to the shopkeeper and asked for a pen and paper. He called for the boy to come and write it down. As he wrote down, chef Zhang also asked, "what else should I add to this bamboo shoot duck pot?"

"You can add Lentinus edodes, agaric and wolfberry to it." Gu Chunzhu actually doesn't make this dish, but I remember that he did it in a foreign restaurant in the past.

"There are not many fresh mushrooms now. Can we have them soaked?" Chef Zhang asked seriously.

"Yes, I just can't make it after eating it. Chef Zhang can try to make it by himself. I'm sure your cooking skills will make a more delicious duck pot." Gu Chunzhu said and flattered chef Zhang. Chef Zhang nodded and accepted her praise.

After recording all the dishes Gu Chunzhu said, chef Zhang asked the boy to go first and pull Gu Chunzhu aside. "Chunzhu, as long as one of the dishes you said sells well, we can keep your bamboo shoots. In fact, there are other relatives of the cook's family who deliver the bamboo shoots, so... "

"I know. I'm confident in chef Zhang. I'm sure I can make a good dish of bamboo shoots." Gu Chunzhu said this and made chef Zhang feel very comfortable.

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