Fuman Inn has been emptied out. A sumptuous banquet was held in the lobby. Second uncle Shen Tong and uncle Shen Fang, together with about 20 waiters in the store, including Yun Niang from the kitchen, stood aside in a dignified manner, waiting for orders at any time.
Grand Master Jia and Chen Peng, the household envoy, were seated as the chief guests, Huainan comfort envoy Li Zhi, transportation envoy Kang Ming, and prison secretary Yuan Qiong were the accompanying guests. Other officials below the fourth rank were not worthy of serving at the table and could only watch from the sidelines.
"Master Jia, Master Chen, this is Yangzhou's famous dish, braised lion's head, do you want to try it?" Kang Ming picked up two pieces of lion heads and put them into the bowls of Master Jia and Chen Peng.
The most nervous ones are Shen Tong and Shen Fang. If they can be praised by the senior officials in the capital, their brand will be established in the future.
Master Jia and Chen Peng tasted the dishes and nodded, showing satisfaction.
"Who cooked this dish? It tastes great." Master Jia asked. Yun Niang nodded and walked to the table, giving a slight salute: "Thanks to the Grand Master and Your Excellency, I am a daughter of the people." Grand Master Jia looked at Yun Niang and said softly: "Raise your head." Yun Niang had no choice but to raise her head. , but dare not look directly.
Chen Peng praised: "No wonder the dishes are so delicious. I didn't expect that this beautiful cook is also pretty and delicious, huh? Hahaha..." Even if it wasn't funny, all the bureaucrats also laughed with them. Only Song Che and Liao Heng looked increasingly ugly.
"I have a dish that I want to test the cook on. I wonder if the cook can cook it?" Master Jia suddenly asked.
Yun Niang nodded and indicated to try it.
"This dish is called 'Emerald White Jade Soup'. It's cooked in the same pot. I like it lighter, and Mr. Chen likes it saltier. How do you want to satisfy both our tastes at the same time?" Master Jia asked.
Yun Niang frowned slightly, how could the dishes in the same pot be salty and bland?
"Forgive the female cook for being clumsy——"
"I know how to cook it." Song Che stepped forward and said something to Master Jia
"Please wait a moment", and then pulled Yun Niang towards the kitchen. Shen Tong and Shen Fang followed in together. When he got to the kitchen, Shen Tong dared to complain in a low voice: "Same pot of food, two flavors. I have worked in an inn for more than 20 years and I have never heard of such a dish. Isn't this making things difficult for others?"
"Yes, the reason why this old guy chose to come to Fuman Inn is to make things difficult for others, so second uncle and uncle, please don't show any courtesy to him," Song Che said, and then greeted: "Still doing it in a daze What, shabu-shabu, light the fire, make soup."
"How to cook it? I can't cook it like this." Yun Niang was so anxious that her face turned pale. Song Che said: "As usual, the taste of the soup should be lighter." He took out a spoon and a soup bowl, filled the bowl with less than half a bowl of water, then poured in half a can of salt, and melted it into Thick salt water, then add a spoon and keep stirring, explaining: "A pot of soup can't produce two flavors, but a spoon can. If you like to eat bland, use an ordinary spoon, and if you like to eat salty, use a spoon soaked in salt water. .”
"That's it! Song Che, you are so smart!" Yun Niang was overjoyed, her sadness disappeared, and she started boiling water to make soup. Shen Tong was responsible for cutting the vegetables, Shen Fang was responsible for lighting the fire, and Song Che tried his best to use strong salt water to increase the taste of the spoon. .
With the division of labor and cooperation among several people, a bowl of cabbage and tofu soup was soon completed.
"Ahem... Wow!" Before serving the food, Song Che secretly spit in the food and stirred it up without anyone noticing.
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"Emerald White Jade Saliva Soup" was brought to the table, and Shen Fang handed over two spoons. All the officials gathered around to see if the dish was really that weird.
Master Jia and Chen Peng each took a spoonful, and they really tasted two different flavors. Master Jia asked Yun Niang how she did it.
Yun Niang told Song Che the method of soaking a salt spoon, which aroused everyone's admiration. Yun Niang is also very happy.
Unexpectedly, Master Jia's next words made her look pale again.
"You have such extraordinary cooking skills. It's too unfair to live in Yangzhou. Why don't you follow me to the capital?" Master Jia looked at Yun Niang's face. There was a lustful light in his old eyes, and the meaning of his words was lost. And metaphor.
Yun Niang's delicate body trembled, and she quickly retreated and declined: "Thanks to the Grand Master's favor, my daughter... my father just passed away last year, and we are currently in the mourning period. I cannot travel far, so please forgive me for not traveling far away." This is a good excuse to refuse. .
Master Jia was obviously displeased, but he could not criticize filial piety. He waved his hand slightly to indicate that the proposal should be abandoned.
All the officials drank and drank, and after they had eaten and drank enough, Master Jia asked everyone to leave, leaving Song Che alone to wait in the living room.
Master Jia drank tea leisurely.
"Grand Master, there is something I must explain to you clearly. The death of your son Jia Yong has nothing to do with me. It was all Yang Song's doing." Song Che first confessed and transferred the conflict.
Master Jia frowned and was silent for a long time before saying, "Who would have thought that a dog that seemed to be sincere would eventually jump up and bite his owner." He turned to Song Che and asked, "Why do you think this is?" Song Che said: "Maybe the grand master fed it too much, maybe it is not a dog itself, but an ambitious wolf."
"What about you? Are you a dog or a wolf?"
"I am human."
"No, you must be a dog, otherwise you won't be able to get out of this door tonight." Taishi Jia added: "Don't think that I am humiliating you. You have to know that there are countless people in this world who want to be here. My dog. Even the bones gnawed by my dog are made of gold." Song Che's eyes were indifferent and he said nothing.
Taishi Jia stood up and said, "I'm not someone who clings to the past. Only when people look forward and look toward money can they get what they want." He looked at Song Che again: "I'm not trying to seduce you either. Well, since this dog of the Yang family no longer exists, then it is up to you to take its place. You must also know that the purpose of my visit to Yangzhou this time is for the Sui coins; this year's Sui coins will be paid as tribute to Dijon has given much more to Xiqiang than in previous years. As the new president of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, this golden bone will be given to you to gnaw on; Dijon is in urgent need this time and must be sent by the end of the year. , you'd better act quickly." Song Che had no reason to refuse, but he couldn't help but ask: "Why does the Grand Master insist on paying tribute to Dijon? Dijon has huge ambitions, and he really can't do it because of a batch of annual coins. And give up the idea of annexing Daliang?"
"As a dog, you just need to chew your own bones. How qualified are you to talk about politics?" Master Jia said coldly.
Song Che, however, took his time and said, "Even a dog has dignity, let alone a human being? Why does Daliang think of itself as a celestial dynasty and humiliate the country and pay tribute?" Taishi Jia stared at Song Che coldly: "You dog , it gave me the feeling that it was a little unfaithful." Dog, dog, dog, your mother's size!
Song Che was neither humble nor arrogant nor fearful. He stared back at Master Jia: "The prerequisite for loyalty is not to have a conscience first?"
"Hahaha..." Taishi Jia raised his head and laughed: "How many businessmen in this world make money with conscience? How can they make money without being unconscionable?"
