"No, I just thought of this way of eating them when I saw these sour bamboo shoots."
Naturally, Su Liuye would not expose her life experience. She made a random excuse and asked Old Man Lu, "Grandpa Lu, where do you get these sour bamboo shoots? I remember that there seems to be no such thing in the city. I am in the town." I’ve been up there for so many days and haven’t seen it yet.”
Old Man Lu saw that she didn't seem to be lying, so he didn't continue to ask, but said with a proud face, "It's winter now, of course there is no such thing. These are spring bamboo shoots that I only have in spring! They have been pickled for a whole year. I don’t know how many cans were broken, but this is the only one left!”
"Spring preserved until now?"
Qin Lian was shocked and looked at the sour bamboo shoots in the bowl with wide eyes. It was hard to believe that the ingredients could be preserved for so long.
"Of course! This is the uniqueness of sour bamboo shoots!" Old Man Lu was very proud. "These are the bamboo shoots I found specially. It took many processes to preserve them until now. Only I know the manufacturing method. If it weren't for It’s almost spring, and I’m not willing to give it to you to eat!”
Su Liuye secretly thought, "Grandpa Lu, your sour bamboo shoots match my hot pot so well. You also know that I want to open a restaurant. If the restaurant can have this sour bamboo shoot hot pot, it will definitely attract more customers." .”
"I have a restaurant in Luoxi Town, and hot pot is our signature dish——"
"No, no! I won't cooperate with you!"
Before she finished speaking, Old Man Lu knew what she wanted to say, and said with a dark face, "I got these bamboo shoots with great difficulty, and there is only one can in total. How could I sell them to you? Don’t even think about it!”
Having already guessed that he would reject her, Su Liuye smiled calmly and said, "Grandpa Lu, if I say that I have a better way to help you make sour bamboo shoots, will you still be willing to cooperate with me?"
"Do you have a better way?"
"yes."
Su Liuye said calmly, "You must have discovered that some sour bamboo shoots can be stored for a year, while others will go bad in less than a month. There is a skill in this. Although I have never made sour bamboo shoots, I happen to know a secret recipe. If you cooperate with me, I will tell you this technique."
"What technique?" Old Man Lu immediately became interested and stared at her.
Su Liuye smiled calmly, "I can't tell you now. If you don't believe me, I can prepare another pickle for you, and the method is similar."
The old man immediately lost interest, waved his hand at her, and said disdainfully, "No, no, no, you little girl just want to deceive the old man, no! If you really have this skill, you can do it yourself. If you can really do it, , I can help you find the bamboo shoots!"
Su Liuye smiled immediately, cupped her hands and said, "Haha, Grandpa Lu is still smart and knows what I want."
Old Man Lu sneered at such a compliment from her, "Old man, I've seen so many people, what's on your mind, can't I still see it?"
There were no bamboo shoots to buy in the capital. Even if Su Liuye knew how to pickle sour bamboo shoots, it would be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. She could only rely on Old Man Lu to tell her where the bamboo shoots came from.
Now that Old Man Lu is here, Su Liuye is finally relieved.
"Come on, let's drink the soup first. It's still hot."
She served soup to Old Man Lu and Qin Lian. The chicken soup was added with sour bamboo shoots. The unique fresh acidity rippled in the mouth, which was very appetizing.
Qin Lian has tasted several kinds of hot pot in Luoxi Town, but this is the first time she tastes this fresh and sour taste.
Her eyes lit up and she fell in love immediately. She also admired Old Man Lu even more, "Grandpa Lu, your craftsmanship is so good! You are the best I have ever seen besides A Liu. Even Shi Feng can't compare." Fuck you!"
"Of course!" Old Man Lu was very proud, "These sour bamboo shoots are just ingredients. If you really want to talk about craftsmanship, old man, I haven't done anything yet!"
"Really? When will Grandpa Lu show me his skills?"
"There's a chance!"
A hot hot pot was cooking on the table. Mr. Lu's face was not sure whether it was smoked, but his cheeks were slightly red, and he was in a happy mood.
From time to time, he commented on the hot pot in front of him, and every word he said was bloody. Su Liuye's eyes lit up and she quickly wrote down these words, knowing that Old Man Lu was helping her.
After eating this meal for about an hour, Old Man Lu drank some wine and was so drunk that he wanted to go back to his room to sleep.
Su Liuye still had something to ask him, so she quickly stood up and helped him over.
Qin Lian helped clear up the leftovers on the table. When she looked up, the sky outside the window had darkened, and there was white snow falling outside.
It's snowing again.
"Lianlian, let me help you."
Su Liuye's voice came, Qin Lian turned around and saw her coming back, and asked curiously, "Is Grandpa Lu sleeping?"
"No, he has just eaten and is sitting in the room to rest. I will prepare some hot water for him later and let him wipe it before going to bed."
Qin Lian heard her words and looked towards the yard. Sure enough, she saw the room was still illuminated by dusk candlelight, and the old man was sitting on a chair and yawning.
Qin Lian couldn't help but smile, "I didn't expect that after getting along for a while, Grandpa Lu's temper was not as irritable as when we first met."
Su Liuye said, "Grandpa Lu probably has lived here alone for a long time and just wants someone to accompany him. Plus the pickles in his yard, he is unwilling to rent out the yard. When winter passes, we will start Prepare the ingredients, and when the store becomes lively, Grandpa Lu’s temperament will be much better.”
Qin Lian thought that this seemed to be the case.
In the past, the windows of this store were small and opaque, and it was gloomy and gloomy all day long. People who stay in this environment for a long time will naturally have a difficult temperament.
If there are more people in the store, the popularity will naturally increase, and Mr. Lu's character will be much better by then.
They cleared the table and prepared hot water for Mr. Lu to bring over. When they saw it, the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier.
In desperation, Su Liuye and Qin Lian could only stay overnight in the store's wing.
It was cold and dark outside at this time. Even if they rented a house nearby, it would be dangerous to go back at this time.
Because the weather was cold, Su Liuye slept until tomorrow. In her daze, she heard a knock on the door downstairs, and Qin Lian, who was sleeping next to her, groaned and turned over.
Su Liuye was woken up, and when she opened her eyes, she heard clearly that the sound was coming from the door downstairs, as if someone was beating hard on the door of the store.
"Open the door, open the door quickly! Master Lu, open the door quickly, our princess wants to see you for something!"
Princess?
Hearing this, Su Liuye woke up completely. She endured the biting cold and lifted the quilt. She walked to the window and looked down. The person standing downstairs was none other than Zhou Yun'er!
