Following the sound, a person walked in from outside.
No, strictly speaking, it’s a team of people.
The person leading the team in front was a young woman wearing an apron. She was Zhao Ping's special cook Mu Qiaoqiao.
Behind her followed a group of women, each carrying a plate.
There are vegetables on the plate.
Steaming.
The aroma hit the nose and made everyone present drool.
"Qiaoqiao, why are you here?"
Mu Jianzhang asked blankly when he saw Mu Qiaoqiao.
"I am Mr. Zhao's cook."
Mu Qiaoqiao said proudly.
Forehead!
Mu Jianzhang's face immediately darkened, he glared at Zhao Ping and said, "Zhao Ping, do you know Qiaoqiao's identity?"
"How dare you let her come here to be your cook? Specially cooking for you?"
"Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed?"
"My father allowed this."
Mu Qiaoqiao added another sentence.
"forget it."
Mu Jianzhang hurriedly changed his attitude and laughed twice.
There are two heads of the Mu family. One is the eldest brother of the Mu family, Mu Jianzhang’s father Mu Chen.
The official title is the Crown Prince and Tutor, and he is a high-ranking official.
The second is Mu Qiaoqiao's father Mu Shangwu, who is appointed as the Commander-in-Chief of Soldiers and Horses of Qingzhou Command and has 20,000 elite soldiers and generals in his hands.
One person is in charge of government and the other is in charge of military affairs.
He holds a position that is difficult to shake in the Dawei Dynasty.
Since the second uncle tacitly agreed to Mu Qiaoqiao working as a cook for Zhao Ping, a junior like Mu Jianzhang naturally did not dare to refute.
"Brother Jianzhang, did you come to Xiping Village to buy the acacia wine formula from Mr. Xiping Village?"
Mu Qiaoqiao ordered people to put the dishes on the table and sent them away, but she stayed and asked Mu Jianzhang.
"Don't buy it, our Mu family can't afford it."
"can not afford?"
Mu Jianzhang was a little unconvinced.
Although the Mu family is not as rich as the Qian family, they are just buying a formula. How much money can they spend?
"Can't five million still buy the recipe for acacia wine?"
"You can't buy it for sure."
Mu Qiaoqiao said: "As far as I know, Uncle Xu brought the acacia wine to the capital and sold it for 25,000 taels of silver per jar."
"And in Donghai County, Liu Wenhao paid four thousand taels of silver to buy acacia wine in a pot."
"One pot, one pound."
"After calculation, a jar of acacia wine cost 40,000 taels of silver."
"How much is five million taels?"
"If you spend all your money, you can just buy more than a hundred jars of acacia wine."
"If you give me enough time, I can make it completely, so the price is too low."
"If the price is raised again, our Mu family may not be able to bear the burden."
"Besides, acacia wine is not brewed, and there is no recipe. You can't buy it no matter how much money you spend."
"Huh? That's actually what happened?"
Mu Jianzhang smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that this trip to Xiping Village was in vain."
"It's not in vain."
Mu Qiaoqiao smiled and said: "Try my newly researched dish, which will become Yipinxiang's signature dish in the future."
Only then did everyone look back and look at the dishes on the table.
The dishes are covered by the bowl to achieve a heat preservation effect.
Mu Qiaoqiao opened a dish and introduced: "This is Mapo Tofu."
"It's used...forget it, you don't understand it even after I told you, so I won't give you a detailed introduction. You can try it first."
Mu Qiaoqiao invited everyone to try the dishes.
She has learned these dishes in the past few days.
Today, Zhao Ping said that guests were coming and asked her to prepare a full table.
Eighteen dishes.
"Try them all."
Zhao Ping also smiled and greeted everyone, "This is a unique dish in our Xiping Village. You can't eat even Yipinxiang outside."
Everyone's appetite had been aroused by the scent, and they happened to be hungry.
They all picked up their chopsticks and started eating.
Mapo tofu does not use chili, but uses dogwood.
Zhao Ping also planted peppers, but they have just begun to bloom and bear fruit. It will probably take more than half a month before they are mature enough to be eaten.
Of course, Zhao Ping would definitely not be willing to eat it.
After finally getting two peppers and some seeds, he needed to collect more seeds and cultivate more peppers.
It is best to let peppers bloom everywhere in Yun'an County.
Then through crossbreeding and breeding, better varieties are selected for high-quality cultivation.
Let the peppers get closer and closer to the peppers from their previous lives.
"Yes, it's delicious. I am the state shepherd, but I have never eaten such delicious food."
After Chen Xinghe took a sip, his eyes showed surprise, and he praised: "Qiaoqiao, your skills are really getting better and better."
"If Shang Wu finds out, he will definitely be proud of you."
"It's all taught well by my husband."
Mu Qiaoqiao did not dare to take credit and gave Zhao Ping a gentle salute.
Xu Tianhua had eaten Mu Qiaoqiao's stir-fried dishes, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with them. They were all delicious anyway, and he couldn't tell why.
Peng Yue is very different from him.
Although he is a county guard, he is just a county guard and has not eaten any delicacies.
The most I can do is go to Yipinxiang to improve the food.
Now that I tasted Mapo Tofu, it turned into a Chinese quintessence.
Xia Xia and Yun Man had both tasted stir-fry, which was similar to Xu Tianhua's, so they didn't think it was that special.
I just didn’t expect tofu to be so delicious.
However, Mu Jianzhang was different.
He is the young master of the Mu family. He has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child. The biggest business of his family is the Yipinxiang Restaurant, which specializes in cooking.
Deeply researched on dishes.
Just one taste and his eyes sparkled.
He even stood up excitedly.
Shocked, he said: "Okay, this Mapo Tofu is pretty good."
"We can teach it to the chefs in Yipinxiang and let them all learn. It will definitely double our business in Yipinxiang."
Zhao Ping glanced at him and nodded secretly.
As expected of a businessman, he could immediately discover the commercial value of Mapo Tofu.
He is a malleable talent.
Zhao Ping noted this person down and looked back to see if there was any chance of recruiting him under his command.
"I've already bought it."
Mu Qiaoqiao said: "Every dish taught by my husband is worth ten thousand taels of silver."
"In other words, what you are eating now is not food, but money."
this……
How could everyone be so lazy? They rushed to use their chopsticks, and if they grabbed it, they would earn it.
After a while, the plate of Mapo Tofu was sold out.
Mu Qiaoqiao opened the second dish.
"Fish-flavored tofu, please try it."
Everyone took a bite and started to feast again, fearing that if they were a step too late, everyone would snatch up all the tofu.
Then came the third dish, minced pork and tofu.
The fourth dish, crispy tofu.
The fifth dish, stir-fried tofu.
…
The tenth dish, braised tofu.
After everyone finished grabbing, they all burped.
Rubbing his round belly, he swore to himself that he would never eat again.
Especially Chen Xinghe, he came to Zhao Ping to question him.
As the saying goes, if you take advantage of others' short hands and take advantage of their soft mouth, if you continue to take advantage of them, how can you settle accounts with them later?
On the other hand, Mu Jianzhang's eyes became brighter the more he ate.
He looked at Zhao Ping and Mu Qiaoqiao with even more admiration.
One can research this delicious dish, and the other can learn it and use it in Yipinxiang.
Even Mu Jianzhang has seen that his Yipinxiang Restaurant is booming, making money every day, and there is countless gold and silver.
You can even give it a try with the Qian family.
Of course, he has a bright eye and has discovered a way to make money.
As for eating, it was just like Chen Xinghe and others, they couldn't eat anymore.
But when Mu Qiaoqiao opened the eleventh dish, smelling the aroma emanating from it, she couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks.
Then grab again.
Until the eighteenth course.
Stinky tofu.
vomit!
Those who couldn't stand the smell had already covered their mouths and ran outside, hiding in the corners and starting to vomit.
I just ate so much, it was like eating in vain.
Even Xu Tianhua was fumed by the smell.
As a state shepherd, Chen Xinghe was sitting at the table and couldn't leave, but he was trying not to vomit.
It really stinks.
Just like...it doesn't seem right to say such disgusting things while eating.
He could only stare at Zhao Ping and ask: "Zhao Ping, what do you mean?"
"Are you trying to disgust us to death by serving this to us?"
"Lord Zhou Mu, you misunderstood."
Zhao Ping said with a smile: "Not only can stinky tofu be served on the table, it can also be used as a roadside snack."
"If preserved properly, it can even become a snack."
“This is the best tofu dish.”
"Is this edible?"
Chen Xinghe said in disbelief.
"hehe."
Zhao Ping picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.
Close your eyes, savor it, and keep nodding your head.
"Not bad, delicious."
"Qiaoqiao's cooking skills have improved, and the quality of this stinky tofu is already 80% comparable to what I can make."
"If you become more proficient, you can catch up with me."
"Thank you for the compliment, sir."
Mu Qiaoqiao said shyly: "I don't dare to catch up with you, sir. It's enough to reach your ninth achievement."
"Is this really edible?"
Chen Xinghe asked again.
"I've already eaten, and you still doubt me?"
Zhao Ping said slightly dissatisfied: "Is the paranoid disease so serious?"
"Ahem."
Chen Xinghe coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, but still did not move his chopsticks.
On the contrary, it was Peng Yue who followed the Jun Cheng's instructions and made good friends with Zhao Ping.
This is the opportunity.
He picked up a piece with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth while holding back his nausea.
Then...it smells so good!
"One more piece."
Seeing Peng Yue's excited look, Chen Xinghe finally dared to taste it.
Then he turned into the second Peng Yue, his chopsticks waving out residual images, and he quickly put the stinky tofu on the plate in front of him.
He occupied it.
Zhao Ping was dumbfounded.
Isn’t this the Dawei Dynasty? It's a feudal society.
Why did he actually see the figure of the aunt holding a plastic bag to grab vegetables at the wedding banquet in his previous life?
