Upon hearing this...
Song Xia smiled and said, "I haven't even seen you, Young Master Ji, how could you possibly be dead?"
She has a slender figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
His almond-shaped eyes were long and narrow, yet bright and expressive, making him comparable to the young heartthrobs in the modern entertainment industry.
She's quite eloquent for her young age.
"sit!"
Ji Ying gestured for Song Xia to sit down, and while looking her over, asked, "What kind of business do you want to discuss with me?"
She thought he wouldn't ask!
Song Xia took a bamboo tube out of her clothes and handed it to Ji Ying.
"This is?"
Ji Ying did not answer.
Jin looked completely bewildered.
Ji Hao walked over curiously to take a look.
In front of them, Song Xia opened the lid of the bamboo tube, which she had bought while shopping for snacks. As soon as she got it, she poured a bottle of beer from the Space Supermarket into it.
"beer."
Song Xia walked to the table, poured four glasses, and then drank one of them in front of them.
"This is the first time I've ever heard of this kind of wine."
"I'll try it."
Ji Hao picked up the glass and was about to drink.
Ji Ying stopped him.
Jin wanted to speak up for Song Xia, but after thinking about it, he kept quiet.
Ji Ying tested the drink with a silver needle to confirm it was not poisonous before letting Ji Hao drink it.
He picked it up and tasted it himself.
Jin took a sip and his eyes lit up: "It's ice cold! When did you make this, you little rascal? You had something this good and you didn't even tell me."
Song Xia said without batting an eye, "It's only been a short time since I made it. There was ice in the bamboo tube, otherwise it would have been cold by now."
"Uh, I can't drink it."
Ji Hao frowned after finishing his drink, but seeing that Brother Jin said it was delicious, he couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his mouth: "Give me some more."
Song Xia bluntly stated, "It's normal that you can't drink it, because some people can't handle beer at first..."
She said that, but she still poured Ji Hao another glass.
Compared to him.
Ji Ying can drink well.
He slowly put down his glass and said, "Miss Song Xia, did you make this beer?"
Song Xia nodded.
She dared to nod because she had done it before, and the taste was almost identical to the beer she was holding.
She can not only make beer, but also wine, and it tastes better than most people's.
She'll drink a little when she's tired sometimes.
Ji Ying walked to the chair behind him and sat down, saying, "You said you wanted to talk business with me, is this the beer you were referring to? How do you want to discuss this deal?"
That's direct enough.
Song Xia approached Ji Ying and said, "I will teach your men how to make this beer. I want 10% of the profits from its production. In addition, there is another condition: you have to help me deal with the Han family."
We want both.
She certainly dared to ask for it.
Ji Ying leaned back and said, "Do you know that our family has business dealings with the Han family? You want a 10% share of the profits, and you want me to help you deal with the Han family? Do you think that's possible? Let alone 10%, I can't agree to it even if you don't want it."
Yeah?
Song Xia stepped closer and said, "Then let's add hot pot, mahjong, and playing cards."
She observed the area when she came in first.
They don't have mahjong here.
No wonder she was so confident before; it turns out she knows quite a lot.
"Anyone can talk big."
Ji Ying clearly didn't believe her.
Song Xia asked Ji Ying for a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and began to write. After finishing, she handed the writing to Brother Jin and asked him to bring her everything she needed.
"good."
Jin took it and walked out.
I took a few steps.
Jin Ge paused in her tracks. Why was he so obedient to her?
He muttered a few words.
Jin went and bought everything Song Xia wanted.
After Song Xia finished her inspection, she took the food to their kitchen to make hot pot. Their kitchen was very large, and she was the only one inside. She could take whatever she wanted.
They don't have stock here.
Song Xia killed the old hen that Jin Ge had bought and stewed it. Then she washed the spices such as fennel, bay leaves, cloves, licorice root, cardamom, and Sichuan peppercorns and soaked them in the water.
Soak it.
Song Xia began to render butter.
In this era, it was forbidden to kill cattle lightly, but cattle that were too sick to be cured could be killed.
In addition, there are slaughtered cattle sold on the black market.
therefore.
Getting butter isn't difficult.
Song Xia rendered the butter until there was no more foam, then added ginger, scallions, celery, bay leaves, and garlic to fry. When they were almost done, she took them out and put them in a bowl. Then she added fermented bean paste and chili sauce to the pot and stir-fried them.
Stir-fry until done.
Song Xia scooped some hot water from a small pot and poured it into the pot. After boiling for a while, she added softened Sichuan peppercorns, other softened spices, and fried garlic to simmer.
The hot pot broth is ready.
Song Xia went to check on the chicken soup, and seeing that it wasn't flavorful enough, she sat down to wait.
She was just about to grab a piece of bread from the space supermarket and start eating.
When Brother Jin arrived, he could smell the lingering aroma of hot pot broth in the air. Luckily, their kitchen was well-ventilated, otherwise, the smell would have made him wonder how spicy it was.
Song Xia asked him to buy extra spicy chili peppers.
"You're already sitting down, girl. Is your hot pot ready yet?"
"There'll be a while."
Song Xia replied to him.
Jin Ge glanced at the hot pot base that Song Xia had prepared and said, "If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."
She's no ordinary person; he can't go wrong by building a good relationship with her.
Song Xia didn't stand on ceremony with Brother Jin. After the chicken soup was cooked, she asked him to help start the fire.
Jin Ge didn't stand on ceremony and sat down to start burning.
Song Xia poured the broth into the pot, and then began to add rock sugar, fermented glutinous rice, the prepared hot pot base, ginger, dried chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and scallions.
As the flavor gradually develops...
Song Xia and Jin Ge couldn't help but sneeze several times.
The bottom of the pot is ready.
Song Xia instructed Brother Jin to get a stove and a small pot, and then she took the bottom of the pot to Ji Hao and the others. She then began to prepare the ingredients for the hot pot.
She sliced a grass carp, cut some pork and marinated it, then went to pick vegetables, bringing a little of each kind.
Done.
Song Xia's gaze fell on the mutton on the side, and she picked up some more slices of mutton.
"Done!"
Jin Ge helped her move the items, and by the time she finished, they were almost all moved.
Ji Hao and the others didn't eat hot pot in the study; they ate it in the courtyard outside the study.
When Song Xia followed Brother Jin over with the condiments and bowls she had prepared, they were already sitting around the pot.
She has already prepared the seasonings.
Distribute them one by one.
Song Xia sat down and taught them how to cook hot pot. She only cooked a piece of fish and a piece of marinated pork for each of them, and then left them to their own devices.
She was so hungry her stomach was growling, so of course she had to take care of herself.
Seeing Song Xia eating with her mouth bulging and her face beaming, Ji Ying, who had already finished eating, felt hungry again.
Ji Ying picked up the hot fish slice she had prepared and ate it. One bite almost brought tears to his eyes from the spiciness.
"Delicious, delicious."
Ji Hao ate and talked, and after finishing, he also tried to blanch his food like Song Xia did.
Brother Jin can also eat spicy food, and he eats it with great relish.
Seeing that they could handle spicy food, Ji Ying felt inexplicably annoyed: "Miss Song Xia, your hot pot tastes alright, but it's too spicy. The elderly and children can't handle this much spice..."
Ji Hao casually said, "Brother, isn't this simple? Just don't put in so many chilies, right?"
Whose brother is he anyway?!
"That's easy!"
Song Xia asked Ji Ying to bring over the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
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