Chapter 21

This thing is not originally a famous delicacy in southern Jiangsu.

Su Guoer was lucky enough to eat it, and that was because her father accidentally saved the vendor's mother. Later, when she and her father stayed overnight at the vendor's house, they served her a bowl of pot stickers, which was made with the only remaining piece of pork. It tasted so delicious!

only…………

Dad and they had just left southern Jiangsu when they heard that there was a flood there, and after the flood there was a great epidemic. I don’t know if the family is still alive. Later, when Dad was free, he copied the pot stickers recipe and it worked, but the skin was not as crispy, but the taste was still there.

So Su Guoer thought...

If she could replicate this taste and sell it in Bianjing City, she would definitely make a fortune!

Mutton is popular in Bianjing. If the pork is replaced with mutton, the diners will be more diverse...

Su Guoer thought her idea was a good one, so she stopped hesitating and cut a small piece from the fresh mutton, chopped it up on the chopping board, and when it was almost done, she added some vegetables to neutralize the greasy taste of the mutton.

She set her eyes on the green onions in the basket, pulled out one and started chopping it up. Then, after thinking for a moment, she tore off a few leaves of the cabbage she had bought and added them in.

Mutton is easy to cause internal heat, and cabbage is a heat-clearing food. The combination of the two can neutralize the irritability of mutton, making it more suitable for the general public. If women eat it, they should naturally have more mutton.

As for why white radish is not used? Logically, white radish is a perfect match for winter mutton, but in Bianjing, mutton soup is mostly made with white radish, which is no longer rare. Moreover, chopped white radish is difficult to blend with the mutton, and the original taste of radish is even less.

So after much deliberation, Su Guoer decided to choose cabbage as the vegetable to go with the mutton pot stickers.

After the meat filling was mixed, Su Guoer took out the dumpling wrappers, packed them in a basket and put them aside. Then she found a flat frying pan and heated it on the stove.

The stove was newly made and needed to be heated for a while before it could be turned on. So during this time, Su Guoer took two sweet potatoes that she had just bought from outside, cut them into pieces, put them into a stone mortar and crushed them, then put them into a wooden basin and waited for the sweet potato flour to precipitate.

After a little bit of it had settled, she couldn't wait to scoop out a small spoonful and put it on the roof to dry in the sun. Unfortunately, she couldn't wait any longer, so she simply put a round winnowing basket on the flat frying pan and put the sweet potato flour on it to dry.

This method really worked, but the bottom of the winnowing basket turned black. It didn’t matter. The important thing was that the sweet potato flour was indeed produced.

Su Guoer ground the sweet potato starch into powder again. It was only a small bowlful, but it was enough for her today. She also remembered that her father's pot stickers, made with only sweet potato starch, were not crispy enough. Seeing that the ground sweet potato starch was very similar to flour, Su Guoer had a bold idea.

She simply scooped out a little bit, mixed it with a little flour, then heated up the oil in a pan. When the oil was hot, she put the pot stickers one by one into the flat frying pan. She didn't dare to use high heat, so she fried them slowly over low heat until the aroma of the mutton came, then she poured in the mixed sweet potato starch water.

There was a sizzling sound, and white smoke rose from the flat frying pan, bringing with it the aroma of mutton.

After a busy morning, Su Guoer was already a little hungry. Now when she smelled the mutton... she felt even hungrier.

Be patient, be patient, once this pot of pot stickers is cooked, she can eat her favorite thing, she comforted her stomach.

The braised meat over there had already started to smell delicious, so her courtyard was now filled with the aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of spices, which wafted far away...

People on the street frequently stopped to smell the strange aroma, but they had no idea where it came from. Seeing that the only upscale restaurant nearby was Mingyue Tower, they speculated:

Could it be a new dish in Mingyue Tower?

The tourist in brocade clothes turned and entered Mingyue Tower.

Su Guoer was sitting in the kitchen watching the pot stickers being cooked when someone knocked on the door and asked, "Is the boss home?"

I guess it should be the person who installed the plaque or delivered the goods who came to my house, right?

Su Guoer lifted the lid of the pot and took a look at the pot stickers inside. They were basically cooked, so she took out the firewood underneath and poured a basin of water on it. Then she covered the pot again and got up to open the door.

After opening the door, she saw the shopkeeper Wu who was in charge of custom-making plaques. He came with his disciples to install the plaque for her.

As soon as he saw Su Guoer, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "What kind of food did you make, young lady? Why is it so delicious?"

Even the disciples behind him couldn't help but look inside again and again after seeing the door open, as if they wanted to see with their own eyes the source of the fragrance. What could emit such an alluring aroma?

Su Guoer: "If the braised meat is ready, I should give it to Shopkeeper Wu to taste, but it's not ready yet. I'm afraid I'll have to ask Shopkeeper Wu to wait a while."

Shopkeeper Wu waved his hand: "No need, no need." Braised meat takes too long, even he, who doesn't run a restaurant, knows that, so it seems he won't be able to eat this piece of meat today.

It's a pity, isn't it? Otherwise, he would definitely try what kind of braised meat could produce such a fragrant flavor.

Over there, Shopkeeper Wu began to install the plaque with his disciples. Passers-by and peddlers stopped to watch. There were a few large characters printed on the plaque: "Su Ji Fresh Food Restaurant" written in Song font. The neat golden characters shone brightly under the midday sun. The tilted angle with the sunlight behind it seemed to cast a layer of smoke over the plaque. As the plaque was completed, the large gold characters became more and more conspicuous.

Look carefully, the plaque reads:

Su Ji Fresh Food Restaurant.

This name is strange?

There is no shortage of restaurants, wine shops, taverns, restaurants, teahouses, etc. in the city of Bianjing, as well as steamed bun shops, mutton shops, noodle shops, soup shops, etc.

But this fresh food restaurant?

It was the first time they'd heard of it. Fresh food? Was the "fresh" part of the phrase "focused" on it? They had no idea. But it instantly piqued their curiosity.

It's a nice name, but I wonder if the food here lives up to the "fresh" on the sign.

If you lose, no matter how creative your name is, in the eyes of the onlookers, it will only add to the jokes and add another interesting story to this bustling city of Bianjing!

The people standing on the street quickly dispersed after the plaque was hung.

It's just that the smell is somewhat appealing, deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, but didn't you hear what the restaurant owner said? The braised meat is not yet cooked, so it's not for sale now.

It's boring for them to just wait.

Just wait until the night market to come over and have a look?

The crowd dispersed spontaneously.