Su Wan didn't dwell on the other members of the Su family for too long, but the expressions on their faces when they looked at her clearly indicated other meanings.
I guess they just want to know why the palace maid was able to leave the palace, whether she was punished, and whether her family would be implicated.
When they learned that she would leave in five days, the Su family finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The Su family didn’t know yet that they also had a share in the restaurant, otherwise they would definitely not have this expression.
Anyway, if you can hide it, hide it. If you can’t hide it, then talk about it later.
Su Wan saw through the nature of this family, so she was not afraid.
Jing Ju and the gatekeeper were both very attentive to Su Wan, but the gatekeeper did not know the actual ownership of the snack shop and would not tell him.
Returning to this side courtyard again, Su Wan finally had her own room.
Even if Su's wife was unwilling, Master Su still forced her to clean up a room for her.
She has been extremely busy lately as her daughter is getting married on March 30th and she has no time to deal with this matter.
Su Wan just found out about this. She and her aunt had always been outside this family, and she was in the palace, so it was normal for her not to know the time when the second daughter of the Su family would get married.
However, Su Wan still asked Jing Ju to send a few pieces of cloth over. These were the things she brought back, as a dowry for the second daughter of the Su family, but she did not go there in person.
They are preparing for the wedding over there, and she would just cause trouble if she went there.
Su's wife looked at the fine cloth and her expression softened. She just treated the people in the side courtyard as invisible.
She also wanted the Third Aunt's salary before, but Jing Ju said that she didn't have much money. She didn't know how the master knew that she wanted money, so she scolded her and said that she must not offend Su Wan.
After a long time, Su's wife also figured out that the sudden improvement in Mr. Su's cooking skills was probably due to Su Wan.
Then it calmed down.
Last time, Mr. Su almost lost his job, which scared the whole family.
Su Wan was relieved to see that the Su family and the snack shop were safe.
But when I was making stinky tofu the next day, my aunt was scared when she got up. She thought something was broken.
But after tasting the stinky tofu that Su Wan gave her, her expression immediately changed, and she said, "This thing smells stinky but tastes delicious. If we can sell it in a snack bar, the business will definitely be good."
After saying this, Third Aunt felt embarrassed.
She is almost embarrassed to mention the snack bar all the time.
Su Wan nodded: "That's what I meant. This thing will definitely be very popular if it sells in a snack shop."
The two packed up their things and went to the snack shop on Yongchong Street.
They also said yesterday that they would come later, and everyone knew that Gui Niang wanted to accompany her daughter, so everyone understood.
Walking out from Chongnanfang, you will soon reach Yongchong Street. On the way, several "colleagues" greeted Aunt Su Wan and shouted "Hello, Aunt Gui".
This is obviously because they imitated a Malatang snack bar, so they had to be polite.
Su Wan also thought it was good.
When the two arrived at the store, Su Wan was saying, "I thought that since it's summer, the Malatang business will definitely not be so good in the future. It's better to sell some fried food and make some sour plum soup to cope with the bitter summer."
As they were talking, they heard Wei Jun's voice inside: "Su Wan! You're here at last!"
Only Wei Jun came this time, as Zhuo Hui was unable to come due to official business.
Both of them are good friends of Su Wan, and they are very anxious when they know what happened in the inner palace. Wei Jun wanted to come last night, but it was not convenient for him to leave the palace at night, so he found an errand to come during the day the next day.
It was still morning and the door of the Malatang restaurant was half-open. It would not open until noon, so she could have a conversation with Wei Jun.
However, matters concerning the inner palace had to be kept secret from others, and Aunt Su Wan was especially not allowed to hear them, so as not to scare her. Su Wan picked out what she could say and told Wei Jun.
Wei Jun sighed: "This is really scary, fortunately you have the Ministry of Rites to protect you."
"By the way, I also want to thank you on behalf of Master."
"Thank me? Why?" Su Wan was really confused.
"Do you remember when you first entered the palace, my master didn't eat dinner because he believed in Buddhism?" Wei Jun said with a smile, "Then because the food in the western kitchen was too delicious and your cooking skills were too good, he changed this policy. People around you also know about it."
"This time the palace was investigating the remnants of the Tianbei Palace, and Master escaped a disaster. Naturally, I have to thank you."
Su Wan was about to forget about this matter, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that Master Wei Jun was actually lucky.
After discussing this matter, they naturally turned to the topic of restaurants. Wei Jun agreed with Su Wan's idea.
Especially when it comes to sour plum soup, it’s even praised by saints!
He remembered the taste of that sour plum soup very clearly.
It is mid-March now and fresh plums are about to come out, which is perfect for making it.
Su Wan smiled when she heard Wei Jun mention the saint, "Yes, that's what the saint praised. If the people knew about it, they would definitely rush to buy it, right?"
!!!
Is that so?
Wei Jun’s eyes widened.
Su Wan said seriously, "Anyway, we didn't lie, and we don't need to say it openly, we can just pass the news secretly. When someone asks, our people will just smile and don't have to give any answer."
All the words are in the smile.
"This is a good idea! Let's do it this way!" Wei Jun couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this, "I was originally worried that the summer spicy hot pot wouldn't sell well, but now I'm not worried at all."
Wei Jun is no longer worried about paying back the money to his master. With this shop, he will definitely be able to pay it back.
For this store, Wei Jun ran in and out, doing no less than anyone else.
When it comes to Malatang, Su Wan has another idea.
In later generations, there is actually another way to eat Malatang, which is spicy mixed.
The previous steps are the same, except that the thick soup is turned into an attractive sauce, which is then mixed into the cooked ingredients.
If it’s too hot, you can rinse the boiled ingredients with cold water and then mix them with the sauce. Then they won’t taste hot at all and may even feel cool after being rinsed with water.
If conditions permit, Su Wan would definitely like to make a bowl of icy cold noodles.
But it is obviously inappropriate now. It is better to make a variation of Malatang, which is not only delicious but also easy for the people in the store to make. Basically, the step of pouring soup is replaced by pouring sauce.
The taste is naturally good too.
Sister Wei, who was standing nearby, was so impressed that she almost burst into admiration. She said directly, "Sister Wan, if you weren't a maid in the palace, you would definitely be the richest person in Kyoto!"
Wei Jun nodded: "Money-obsessed."
"So what if I'm a money-grubber? I like to make money!" Sister Wei was eleven years old when she turned eleven. She lost her father at a young age and experienced the pain of having no money. Her brother entered the palace to become a eunuch because of money. Although she was young, she knew the importance of money.
In fact, the Wei family had two choices at the beginning, and the neighbors also advised them to sell the young Wei sister to buy medicine for their mother.
His brother refused to do anything. He didn't come back all afternoon. When he came home in the evening, he brought some silver and money. He said with a pale face that he had become a eunuch.
I kept this matter a secret from my mother for a long time and only told her after she recovered from her illness. Otherwise, it would only make her illness worse.
So although Sister Wei is young, she knows that her brother does this for her.
She also dreams of making a lot of money so that her family will not suffer.
And now she seemed to have found her target. Sister Wan was her target. If she were as smart as her, she would be able to open a big restaurant and many, many restaurants.
Su Wan felt sad, but she still laughed and joked, "You have great ambitions. It seems you want to monopolize the entire industry."
Sister Wei didn't understand, but she knew he was joking.
When Su Wan originally made the suggestion, she was still thinking about how to say it, but Sister Wei had already heard about it, and her aunt would not refute her.
Wei Jun's mother also thought this method was good.
We could have more guests. Speaking of Wei Jun’s entry into the palace, Wei Jun’s mother also felt guilty.
But it's all over.
Everyone’s life will get better and better in the future.
They were preparing new food for the summer, but many people, all dressed like scholars, gathered around the half-open door.
“Is this store open?”
“Is this store the most authentic?”
"I've heard about the spicy hot pot on Yongchong Street for a long time. Now that the scientific research is over, I can finally try it."
Su Wan had just put the tables and chairs in place when she heard a commotion outside. Upon listening carefully, she found out that it was the candidates who had just finished their imperial examinations and were looking for something to eat!
I was still mumbling to myself, among so many Malatang restaurants, which one is the authentic one.
Today is March 18th, and the exam is indeed over.
If I remember correctly, the results will be announced on March 20th this year. Are these people taking advantage of the announcement to eat, drink and have fun in Kyoto?
But her spicy hot pot is so famous.
Su Wan had just heard a few words when someone at the door called out to her, "Young lady, when will your store open?"
"Yeah, is yours the most authentic one? Is it the first one in Kyoto?"
Su Wan was very young, with eyes as bright and lively as a deer. She said, "Yes, this is the first spicy hot pot restaurant in Beijing."
"You know the officials in the Ministry of Rites, they love to eat spicy hot pot, and they often come here after court."
Ministry of Rites!
Nowadays, all candidates feel awe when they hear the word "Ministry of Rites".
All of their imperial examinations over the years were hosted by the Ministry of Rites.
If it were officials from other departments, the candidates might not feel so deeply moved, but this is the Ministry of Rites!
The little girl in front of him seemed not to understand and continued, "It's a pity that they seem to be very busy recently. If I go when they are not busy, maybe I can run into them."
Wei Jun just listened to her chatting with people outside through the door.
Why didn’t she say it? She is also from the Ministry of Rites!
But the candidates outside the door were dumbfounded.
If I eat here, can I be worthy of someone from the Ministry of Rites?
Why didn’t they come before!
How many good opportunities were missed.
Su Wan couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that the store was ready, she simply opened the door and welcomed customers.
She was not lying. When she made spicy hot pot during the Chinese New Year, the first people to eat it were a few officials on duty at the Ministry of Rites.
They and a few colleagues often come here during their breaks, and there is nothing wrong with that.
It's just that they have been too busy recently. During the three days of marking the papers, everyone in the Ministry of Rites was busy as hell, except her.
After Su Wan said these words, the students' fellow townsmen soon knew about this matter.
Anything that has been praised by people from the Ministry of Rites must be the most authentic. Why not come and try it!
When the two mothers in the store saw this scene, they couldn't stop laughing. There were so many customers, it seemed like the first time the store opened.
It’s just like what Sister Wei said. If Su Wan came to do business, she would probably be the richest person in Kyoto, right?
In fact, Su Wan was just joking casually. This little trick was not even one percent as powerful as the struggles in the inner palace.
The store was full of guests, and Su Wan was already looking for a smaller shop nearby to prepare for the fried food store.
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