Whether it's cured pork or sausage, once Youranju launched them, they immediately attracted the attention of the people of Fengjing.
A person with extraordinary abilities pointed out at the time, "This is a type of preserved meat from the Sichuan region."
Although Fengjing is a place of outstanding people and abundant wealth, it is still far away from the Sichuan region.
Being able to eat food from other places locally, and having something special and delicious, is something to be proud of.
With the intentional or unintentional promotion by Youranju, the preserved meat quickly gained a foothold in Fengjing, and the business of other restaurants also became much more prosperous.
The head manager stroked his beard and nodded, "That lad was right, his cured meats are indeed quite good."
After expressing his feelings, he looked at the waiter and asked, "Have you sent anyone to Sichuan to buy preserved meats?"
It must be said that the shopkeepers in Fengjing are smarter than those in smaller places.
In the past, Manager Bai wanted to buy cheaper cured meat by bypassing Zheng Ruqian, but he couldn't find the right place and had no choice but to buy it from Zheng Ruqian.
Now, the manager of Fengjing wants to bypass Zheng Ruqian and has actually sent people directly to Sichuan, which shows some shrewdness.
"Manager, we've already sent someone over," the waiter reported.
The head manager stroked his beard, his eyes full of satisfaction. "Take the best of these sausages and cured meats and send them to the master."
The waiter agreed.
In the blink of an eye, the most exquisite and beautiful sausages and cured meats were served on the Jiang family's dining table.
Since they were all trusted confidants, the Jiang family's head chef simply prepared them and presented them to the master.
Jiang Mansion.
In fact, the Jiang family, like the Fang family, is a family of generals who fought valiantly for the Dayu Dynasty to protect their home and country.
However, while the Jiang family's general was still stationed in the army, the Fang family's general had already suffered a defeat in the northern frontier, and the family had also declined slightly.
Nowadays, the women of the Jiang family inevitably gossip about each other at the dinner table.
"I heard that the Fang family's young master is already preparing for the imperial examination?" Old Madam Jiang's expression was solemn, her brows filled with authority. "General Fang was a hero all his life, but in the end he didn't even have an heir. What a pity."
Madam Jiang pursed her lips, somewhat disapproving, "The imperial examination is a good path, much better than the ruthless battlefield, and it's also more reassuring."
Fang Yuan is now the only legitimate son left in the Fang family.
The Jiang family only has one legitimate son, Jiang Chengyuan.
Madam Jiang's words clearly indicated that she wanted Jiang Chengyuan to take the imperial examination route and stay in the peaceful and tranquil Fengjing for a stable life.
The old lady's expression darkened slightly.
Fortunately, the Jiang family has a clever youngest daughter.
Jiang Chenghuan stood up lightly, picked up two pieces of sausage and placed them in the elders' bowls. "Mother, grandmother, I heard a couple of days ago that Fengjing also has preserved meats from Anshui County. Come and try them. Do you like the taste?"
This interruption eased the tense atmosphere.
Madam Jiang picked up a piece of sausage, put it in her mouth, tasted it briefly, and nodded, "It's really good."
"I'm glad Grandmother likes it. I'll have You Ran Ju send over more later. It's all family property anyway," Jiang Chenghuan said with a smile, trying to please her.
Madam Jiang put down her chopsticks, her tone subtle, "I wonder if Chengyuan has found anyone after all these days."
Who were we looking for?
The true bloodline of the Jiang family!
By saying those words at this moment, Old Madam Jiang was clearly disrespecting her own existence.
Jiang Chenghuan instantly felt wronged. She didn't understand why her grandmother was still so eager to find the real daughter, even though she had already tried her best to please her. Was blood ties really that important, compared to more than ten years of companionship?
Moreover, just because it's found doesn't mean it's real.
She opened her mouth several times, but seeing the look in Madam Jiang's eyes, she forced herself to swallow her words back.
There was nothing she could do. With her father away in Fengjing, her grandmother was the most authoritative figure in the family, and even her mother couldn't contradict her, let alone a child who wasn't of the Jiang family bloodline.
The scene froze again.
At this critical moment, Jiang Chengyuan rushed in, looking travel-worn and carrying a small bundle on his back, as if he had traveled from a thousand miles away.
He didn't notice the food on the table, nor his sister whose eyes were brimming with tears. Instead, he knelt down in front of Old Madam Jiang like a grandson presenting a treasure, saying, "Grandmother, look what I've brought you."
Madam Jiang's expression softened again. "What rare item is it?"
“These are sausages and cured pork.” Jiang Chengyuan opened the bundle, revealing three sausages and two pieces of cured pork. “These are delicacies I tasted in Anshui County, and I brought some back for my grandmother.”
The entire room fell silent instantly.
Madam Jiang's expression was strange, as if she were happy, yet also helpless.
The servant kindly reminded him, "Young Master, look at what's on the table."
Jiang Chengyuan then looked up and saw plates of sausages, cured meat, and cured fish on the table.
It was exactly the same as the one in my arms, and even better.
He stared in shock, his eyes wide.
The next day, Jiang Chengyuan went to Youranju and saw sausages and cured meat all over the floor in the storage room, exactly the same as the ones he had seen at Youranju in Anshui County.
He approached the head manager and asked, "Were these goods transported from Anshui County?"
The head manager was taken aback.
People may do things that are not entirely aboveboard, but they would never want others to know.
After a moment's hesitation, the head shopkeeper chose to lie, saying, "It was bought in the Sichuan region."
Therefore, it was neither a product from Anshui County nor delivered by anyone from Anshui County.
Jiang Chengyuan felt a vague sense of loss; he had thought he would be able to see Xiao Jiang in Fengjing.
That round-faced little girl, about the same age as her younger sister, was surprisingly resilient.
"Never mind, this is Fengjing after all."
He sighed deeply, then turned and left.
The head manager misunderstood and turned to instruct the waiter, "Tell the people who went to Sichuan to bring back the preserved meats as soon as possible."
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Just as You Ran Ju sold out of its sausages, the people who went to the Sichuan region returned, bringing back sausages and cured meats unique to the Sichuan area.
The head chef made the dish as part of his routine trial, and his expression changed after tasting it.
It's not that it's bad, it just tastes different.
In particular, there wasn't a single sweet sausage available.
Laymen might not care, thinking, "What's wrong with changing the ingredients? What's wrong with changing the flavor? It's all preserved meat, isn't it?"
Those in the know understand that when it comes to anything in the world, especially food, first impressions matter.
The people of Fengjing have already accepted the original preserved meats. Changing the ingredients abruptly would only affect the reputation of Youranju. Moreover, the popularity of sweet sausages is greater than that of the other types of sausages combined. In the past few days, customers have already started asking when sweet sausages will be available again.
Having lived for thirty or forty years, the head manager learned for the first time what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.
Unfortunately, he was too arrogant back then and didn't even leave behind any specific information about Jiang Sheng and his sister, so he couldn't buy the preserved meat they had before.
It looked like Youranju was about to get anxious and upset.
Hiding in the corner, Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian chuckled, carrying a few kilograms of sausages and cured meat. They randomly found a market, paid two days' rent, and started selling.
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