sbdcsierra Chapter 117 Medicinal Chicken
Chapter 117 Medicinal Chicken
"It seems that life is too good..." Wu Huan wanted to say something but stopped. For a rare moment, Zhao Huaiqing pulled him.
Gu Qingyun looked at the empty space below and asked Shuangfu, "Where is the macaque today?"
Shuangfu replied without hesitation, "He came very fast, almost chasing me all the way. I was able to escape by carefully dodging him. His eyes were so tricky, just like a macaque."
Gu Qingyun nodded, "When we came here, we saw Hai Dongqing and thought of it."
Several people stared at the military camp. The only lively moment of the whole day was during mealtime, when they could see everyone's eyes shining with enthusiasm.
"Let's go and report the news to the emperor first." Gu Qingyun looked at the camp below with regret and gave the order.
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The next morning, a new memorial from the Dali Temple appeared on the emperor's desk, which recorded all the gains of the past month.
"How courageous! If it was Zheng's army, would Zheng Ran know? Would old General Zheng know?" The emperor held the memorial in his hand, his mind full of the famous old general of Zheng's army.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Do you want me to go and tell Zheng Ran?" Eunuch Wei bent his body slightly, fearing that the emperor's anger would be directed at him.
"He is a hostage, and he behaves like a virgin on weekdays. He never goes out of the house. Isn't it embarrassing for him to ask him?" The emperor thought about the humble young man and finally did not direct his anger at him.
"Go, ask the Dali Temple to continue investigating why there are Hu people in Zheng's army and why they did these things behind my back. Once we find out the truth and the evidence is solid, we can arrest them all. They can't even enjoy their good lives, but they like to do these things that challenge the bottom line. Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant." The emperor was probably so angry that his anger penetrated the paper.
Eunuch Wei had been hunching his body and dared not stand up straight until the emperor handed him the memorial. "Do it quietly, don't alarm others, just let Gu Qingyun know."
Eunuch Wei answered yes and retreated.
Since the emperor didn't want others to know, Eunuch Wei naturally couldn't go out. He called Xiao Pingzi and explained the importance of this memorial several times. He then said, "Ahem, if you have any new dishes, you can bring some back. Remember not to play around. You must come back before the palace gates are locked tonight."
Xiao Pingzi was delighted, but he hid his joy and said, "Yes, Master."
The master was responsible and wanted to let him relax outside, but he was not a conscienceless person and would definitely come back as soon as possible after completing the task.
On the other side, An Qiao was carefully preparing today's food, medicinal chicken.
It snowed non-stop every day, but people couldn't stop working. Many people had purple lips from the cold when they entered the restaurant, and they shivered and asked if there was anything hot to eat.
An Qiao was afraid of the cold, so she asked a master to build a fireplace in the lobby overnight.
Fireplaces had never appeared in the Dayan Dynasty. When An Qiao took out the blueprint for the first time, the bricklayers were stunned and asked An Qiao what it was.
An Qiao explained for a long time before the bricklayer nodded in a daze, saying that An Qiao was truly a genius.
The fireplace was just set up this morning, so I didn’t dare bake directly, so I could only let it air dry first.
Many people today are curious about what this is.
After An Qiao explained it many times, she simply posted a small cartoon on the bulletin board using her own cheap drawing style.
Many people also thought that An Qiao's paintings were good, and jokingly asked An Qiao to draw a small picture book. They also joked that without the young lady's food, they felt like they had lost several years of their lives.
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An Qiao put the processed medicinal materials into the blanched chicken and stewed it, then turned around and put the previously stewed fish soup and lotus root and pork ribs soup into a small clay pot.
Because the canned soup business was so good in the past two days, the cans were in short supply. When buying vegetables on the morning of the Winter Solstice, An Qiao specifically asked someone to bring back a few more.
The essence of canned soup is to put the almost cooked soup into a can, then simmer it on the stove over low heat. When the guests come and order the soup, the can is taken out and served directly on the table while it is piping hot.
The soup at that time had a rich aroma, and because it was simmered over a low heat, it was even more fragrant.
It was noon at this time and many people had already poured into the restaurant. Everyone felt a lot more comfortable after entering the restaurant.
The steaming pots and the fragrant house even made the temperature seem a lot more comfortable.
"Young lady, what kind of soup do you have today? Never mind, no matter what kind of soup it is, just give me a can. It's too cold." The man stamped his feet and looked at the steaming soup, unable to help swallowing his saliva.
"The pork ribs and lotus root soup was stewed first, and now should be the time. The fish soup is also ready, but the medicinal chicken may have to wait a while. I just changed it to a small jar." An Qiao responded, looked at the soup in the small clay jar, and nodded.
The man said, "Let's have some lotus root and pork ribs soup first. It's too cold. The dock is almost frozen today. I'm freezing to death!" After saying that, he thought for a while and said, "But, if it gets this cold, I probably won't be able to work for a few more days. Why is this winter so weird? Sigh."
Several diners around nodded in empathy. They all came out to do odd jobs, and when the farming season was not busy, this was a huge income for an ordinary family.
The weather got cold and the dock stopped operating, so they couldn't work and their income was much less this year.
Although they also eat and drink on weekdays, the work at the dock is hard, and the restaurants in Kyoto are not expensive, and there are always cost-effective set meals.
After thinking about it, I just feel that God is really unreasonable. He always treats the land and mountains and rivers the way he wants.
Everyone's sadness disappeared by half when Qitao served the hot soup. Why do we make money? Isn't it just to eat?
Now I am already satisfied to be able to eat such delicious food. In years like this in the past, everyone squatted on the dock to eat these expensive and unpalatable meals, shivering with cold and having no energy in the afternoon.
"Today's soup is so delicious. How come the fish doesn't have any fishy smell? Girl, where did you buy this fish? Why does it smell so good?" said a woman.
"I bought it at the market." An Qiao replied with a smile, her eyes full of clarity.
The woman did not ask any more questions, knowing that this was someone else's business secret. She just smiled and said, "Let my son and grandson come to eat here some other time. It will nourish their brains."
After the guests who had lunch left, An Qiao went to the next room. There was no other way. If she didn't keep an eye on her every day, she would really feel uneasy.
More people means faster work. In just a day and a half, the building has taken shape. "Young lady, you're here."
Lichun wrapped in a coat, sat under the newly repaired porch, looking at the helpers in the distance while flipping through the book in his hand.
"It will probably take another three days to complete this building. After three days, we can divide people into two groups. The milk tea shop in front has not been built yet, and there is also the small outdoor room that the young lady wanted, which will have a roof and a table." Lichun reported.