Chapter 42 Pearl Milk Tea Osmanthus, also known as Osmanthus fragrans.
A bowl of steaming wontons comes out of the pot.
The thin skin was almost transparent, revealing a hint of tender meat filling in the center. A wisp of steam rose from the clear broth, dotted with chopped green onions and seaweed.
"If you don't charge me rent, can you let me try a bowl?" the chef's son asked modestly.
"Please come in." Guizhier had no objection.
The wontons swayed slightly in the bowl, looking delicate and translucent.
The chef took a sip of the soup, and the light and fresh fragrance instantly bloomed on the tip of his tongue.
It's all thanks to every little shrimp.
The flavor is not as rich as mountain delicacies, nor as fishy as river delicacies, but it is unique, with a taste like the surging waves.
"Excellent!" The chef's son's eyes were filled with tears.
While delicious food is certainly a delight, he is even more attracted by the business opportunities.
The area north of the Boyang Mountains and the Chuhuai River is the world of pasta.
This dish is mainly made of noodles and not much meat. Compared with thick dumplings, it is cheap and tastes delicious.
"As long as you stay at the hotel, you can use the kitchen as you like." The chef's butcher immediately made the decision.
He was reluctant to eat any more, so he took the bowl and hurried to discuss with the innkeeper.
We must find a source to purchase this dried shrimp!
"The girl really has the ability to win people's hearts." Luan Shuangbai praised her and admired her secretly.
Although it was not the first time I had witnessed Guizhi'er's skillful craftsmanship, just the smell of it was enough to tempt me.
"Don't be so quick to praise." Gui Zhier gestured to Liu Qianjin to distribute the food to everyone, while she took her bowl and sat in the corner of the lobby.
At noon, she leisurely ordered two plates of dried tofu.
"Young General, you have such sharp eyes. How did you spot me?"
"Tun tun tun." Luan Shuangbai didn't care about the heat and drank the soup in one breath.
The richness of the gravy, the freshness of the scallion leaves, the freshness of the seaweed and dried shrimps... all the flavors blend together, washing away the fatigue of traveling all night.
The bottom of the bowl touched the table, making a slight knocking sound.
"Miss, are you really not planning to open a branch in Linghe?" Luan Shuangbai let out a long sigh, thinking back on the past.
Guizhier's eyes were like water, and she stared at the boy calmly, preventing him from changing the subject.
"Well, actually, this matter all depends on the young lady's good teaching."
Luan Shuangbai sat upright, his posture as straight as a pine tree. One hand rested firmly on his knee, the other holding his red tasseled spear at his side.
His eyes were bright, as if there were thousands of stars hidden in them.
"The prefect has said hello. If you see the young lady, please come to his house to chat." The young man tilted his head and smiled, obviously understanding the deep meaning of the words.
A man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.
If such a talented woman cannot be used by the superior, she will be coveted by others and bring trouble upon herself.
Luan Shuangbai recalled the method she used to solve the murder case of a family of six, and flipped through the list of people leaving the city compiled by the military, studying it carefully.
The Supervisor of Education who accompanied the Spring Examination Candidates to the capital was unknown in name or courtesy name, only his elegant nickname was known:
Mr. Osmanthus.
Osmanthus fragrans is also called osmanthus.
"You're a quick learner." Gui Zhier smiled. "Then, young general, do you know the true identity of Prefect Liu..."
Luan Shuangbai suddenly raised his hand. The movement was small, but it carried an unquestionable rejection.
He interrupted her words perfectly.
Can’t say, or are not sure?
Guizhi'er didn't want to delve into it, but the boy seemed a little guilty and uneasy.
He bit his lower lip lightly, leaned forward slightly, and stuffed something into Guizhier's hand.
It's a pendant.
The color is old, the edges of the gold coins are mottled, and the texture of the numbers and patterns engraved on them is still clear.
Small pieces of jade are inlaid inside, and the emerald green is so vivid.
"For the young lady." Luan Shuangbai's ears flushed, revealing a shy smile. "The capital is so big, it's not easy to live here for a long time."
His eyes were lowered, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
"With this token, young lady, you have an account at Huitong Bank. It's no problem for you to do some small business."
Guizhier glanced at him suspiciously.
I couldn't help but tease him, "The young general does have a good family background, no wonder he's unwilling to marry into the princess's family."
"Oh, no!" Luan Shuangbai was stunned when he heard that.
His face flushed red, spreading from his ears to his neck, and he looked up with embarrassment and helplessness.
The young man's lips trembled, opening and closing, and finally he uttered, "I don't like it..."
The wontons had already cooled down, and Luan Shuangbai picked up his chopsticks and ate them with relish.
The dough was as thin as a cicada's wing and melted in his mouth. He was like a chipmunk, eating one and picking up the next.
The smoothness spreads on the tip of the tongue, and the freshness hits your nose.
Only after eating and drinking enough did Luan Shuangbai recover from the embarrassment.
"In the spring examination of the first year of Chengshuo, the eldest princess selected the new third place winner." The young man patted his chest, still feeling scared.
"If the third place winner refuses, guess what will happen?"
"Oh?" Guizhi'er raised her eyebrows with interest.
She tilted her head slightly, her black hair falling to one side like a waterfall, and stared at the boy.
"The third place winner is from the Xie family of Sishui." Luan Shuangbai kept it a secret. "We'll pass by the Chuhuai River on our way here. You only need to ask around and you'll find out."
He stood up, and his longing look disappeared in an instant.
During the two days of rest, time seemed to be infinitely long while we were on the road, and it disappeared bit by bit while we were together.
"Miss Gui, have a safe trip." Luan Shuangbai bowed and said goodbye.
He casually flicked the hem of his clothes and raised his spear. His dark sleeves fluttered in the wind, just like a falcon flapping its wings ready to fly.
The same farewell words, but with a different mood.
Guizhi'er sat in a small corner, raised the cup to her eyebrows, and toasted from afar with tea instead of wine.
After putting down the teacup, she smiled freely, as if expressing all the heroic feelings in her heart.
Don’t worry about the journey of thousands of miles, the wind will come to you.
Then, she stroked the jade and gold pendant in her hand, wondering whether she really wanted to start a small business after arriving in Beijing.
"The young general has gone back?" Liu Qianjin walked forward and asked curiously.
"Yes." Guizhier nodded. "Sister Qianjin, if a man pretends to be poor but suddenly gives you a sum of money, what does that mean?"
Guizhier thought that the courtesan in Yaoyue Tower was knowledgeable about matters between men and women and must have a good plan.
She couldn't use this money without knowing the reason.
If the flowing water has intentions and the falling flowers are heartless, wouldn't it hurt people's hearts?
"Anyway, it doesn't mean I like you." Liu Qianjin crossed her arms in front of her chest, speaking clearly and forcefully.
After her disguise, her sparse eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes were full of seriousness and worry.
"People's hearts are unpredictable." Liu Qianjin snorted coldly, "Only that handsome scholar would cheat like that."
Every time he came to Yaoyue Tower, he looked poor but studious.
Occasionally, he would buy a comb or rouge for Hua Niang, and talk about poetry and songs, which would make the sisters' hearts ripple with joy.
In the end, without exception, they all cried and complained, and ran away with the money they had cheated.
"It's a lump sum withdrawal." Liu Qianjin said firmly, "First I'll give you a little favor, and then I'll make up for it."
Miss Gui is a transformed fairy. She must not be deceived by an unfaithful man and lose the magic she has gained through cultivation.
Liu Qianjin clenched her fists.
"Okay, okay, I'll remember that." Guizhier pursed her lips, trying her best to suppress the smile that was about to overflow, but the corners of her mouth turned up disobediently.
In this case, let’s consider the young general’s funds as investment.
Give him dividends when we make money.
"Oh, by the way, young lady." Liu Qianjin finally remembered the important matter, "The owner of the store would like to ask you to add a few dishes to the Lantern Festival dinner. The reward will be paid separately."
"Okay." Guizhier answered straightforwardly.
She already had an idea of how to define the tasks that would drive the system's progress.
Delicious food is not only a feast for the taste buds, nor is it just about appearance and aroma, it also carries and carries emotions.
Such grand events, where the whole family reunites, can naturally be used for practice.
As the sky darkens, the setting sun sinks into the distant mountains.
The kitchens in every household were busy, with the dry firewood in the stove burning brightly, preparing for dinner.
After eating Yuanxiao, we go to the streets together to enjoy the lanterns.
While the sun was still lingering, the inn was bustling with activity, so busy that it was hard to take in the sight.
"Hurry, hurry, shake the winnowing basket!" The chef's cook waved his hands vigorously.
The main ingredients of Yuanxiao are black sesame, red bean paste, nuts, etc., which are wrapped in glutinous rice flour while shaking, making them plump and bright.
The gurgling water washes over the brightly colored fruits and vegetables, and then the sharp blade rises and falls on the chopping board.
Shredding, shavings, and cutting blocks.
The sweat soaked the coarse cloth shirts of several apprentices, but they still worked hard.
Guizhier was infected and her hands moved more and more briskly.
As she brewed the tea, she added fermented milk, which the locals call "su".
I haven't had pearl milk tea for a long time.
"By the way, who is the mortal enemy who is stealing your business?" Guizhier asked curiously.
"Oh, there's a new Chunhe Jingming Inn just three blocks away." The inn owner clapped his hands, his face full of disdain. "Don't you think that's a weird name?"
“Snap!”
A smooth bead of tapioca starch fell into the milk pot.
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