"Then I'll make more, you can eat as much as you want." Zhao Guizhi was very happy. All her hard work had paid off. This dish had never been sold before, but once the restaurant in the county opened, she could use it as the signature dish.
After finishing their chores, Mo Tianzhu's family would boil water for bathing in the kitchen they built in the backyard. With so many people in the family, taking turns to bathe could take until midnight. So, Zhou Laoda set up a separate stove in the backyard specifically for the Mo family.
Everyone ate together. There were two tables in the main room, one for the Zhou family and one for the Mo Tianzhu family. They ate the same food. Zhao Guihua didn't make many rules. Whatever they ate, the Mo Tianzhu family ate too.
"Send this jar of pork to the Song residence so that Young Master Tie and Miss Song can have a taste." Zhao Guizhi handed the large earthenware jar to Mo Tianzhu and asked him to deliver it.
Zhou Sanfu watched Mo Tianzhu leave, then frowned slightly and said, "Tie Qingfeng always tests food for poison with a silver needle before eating. The Song family has a chef he brought from the capital, and he never eats anything from outside. He probably won't eat this jar of meat if it's sent there."
"Why bother with this? If he's willing to eat it, that's giving us face. If he lets someone throw it away, that's his business. We still need to maintain proper etiquette."
Zhao Guizhi originally wanted to see Tie Qingfeng's opinion on the braised pork with bayberries. He was the son of an official and had tasted all kinds of delicacies. If she could get a word of praise from him, then the dish would truly be a success.
Sanfu saw through her intentions at a glance and gave her a heads-up in advance, lest she keep it in mind or go to ask about it.
Actually, Zhao Guizhi had considered this point, but she still wanted to give it a try. However, she would only send a can of meat over; if the Iron Prince refused to eat it, there was nothing she could do.
Fine, eat it or don't, it's up to you.
The Zhou family all thought that Tie Qingfeng wouldn't taste the meat that Zhao Guizhi had sent over, so Tie Qingfeng was also taken aback when he heard that the Zhou family had sent over a jar of meat.
Zheng Yue had been staying at the Song residence these past few days. Besides teaching the children kung fu, his main task was to protect Tie Qingfeng. At this moment, looking at the earthenware jar filled with meat, he said in a slightly stiff tone, "Take it away. It's better not to eat anything from outside."
"If there are no problems after a few pricks with the silver needle, I'd like to try it," Tie Qingfeng insisted.
No matter how good Zheng Yue's kung fu was or how high his status was, he was just a servant in front of Tie Qingfeng. Naturally, he couldn't go against the young master. Since the young master had spoken, he had no choice but to have someone test the poison.
After confirming that there was no problem, Zheng Yue still dared not be careless. She pushed away the chopsticks that Tie Qingfeng was holding out and took a bite to try herself.
Almost as soon as he took a bite, Zheng Yue's expression changed slightly, and his eyes flickered.
"How is it? Does it taste good?" Tie Qingfeng smelled the mouthwatering aroma as soon as he opened the lid of the earthenware jar.
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