Chapter 473: The Kitchen

Meng Bujiu saw Jiang Fubao drink half of the tea in the cup and leave, so he took her cup and filled it up again.

"No wonder the restaurant is so expensive and yet full. So that's why. Hmm, serve the food." Jiang Fubao was halfway through his speech when he saw the door of the private room being opened by the waiter.

She quickly fell silent.

At the same time, he covered Meng Bujiu's mouth as he was about to speak.

I am in Jiangnan City, not Lianshan Town. There is no one to protect me, so I dare not speak nonsense.

To be able to run this big restaurant for so many years, he is no small official. My godfather is just a small county magistrate, not even as good as him. I'd better be careful, lest I offend others and my godfather won't be able to save them.

Besides, Brother Bujiu is going to the imperial city to take the exam, and we must not offend anyone at this critical juncture.

Jiang Fubao's hands had been warmed by the teacup.

Meng Bujiu felt relieved when he felt the warmth on her lips.

I hope your hands aren't cold anymore.

When the dishes were served, he picked up the chopsticks and first served Jiang Fubao some food before taking care of himself.

"Wow, this dish is delicious. What's its name? Next time I come to Jiangnan City, I will bring my grandma to eat it." Jiang Fubao was amazed after taking the first bite.

This dish is like shredded chicken, but not like it, because it is not so woody and you can still vaguely taste the egg. It is salty with a hint of sweetness, but not too abrupt. The starchy soup is poured on top, and the fragrance lingers in your mouth every time you chew it.

It’s a pity that the quantity is too small.

If you don’t know, you might think this chef had traveled through time to the modern era and learned from Michelin.

There was only a tiny bit of food in such a big white porcelain plate, and it was gone in at most seven or eight mouthfuls.

She asked the maid standing beside her.

After the dishes were served, the maid came in.

It seems that every private room is equipped with a maid to serve people.

"Sir, this dish is called Mother and Child Ningxiang Shuang Linglong." The maid lowered her head slightly and replied.

She was very humble and her voice was very pleasant; although loud, it was not harsh.

She speaks clearly and you can understand what she is saying after just one sentence.

"What a strange name! What is this dish made of? Shredded chicken?" Jiang Fubao asked again.

"It's made of quail meat and eggs." The maid continued to answer.

Jiang Fubao was speechless. No wonder they called it mother and child. It turned out that the whole quail family was roasted on the same plate.

After eating another piece, she finally understood how the dish was prepared. She guessed that the cooked quail meat was shredded, the liquid from raw quail eggs was mixed into the shredded meat, and then the meat was fried and thickened with starch.

The process is very complicated, no wonder it is sold at 5 taels per plate.

No, she seemed to smell the aroma of sauce. Could it be that the quail meat has been marinated?

Jiang Fubao was a little confused, her tongue was not as good as her fifth brother's.

If Fifth Brother were here, he would definitely be able to tell how this dish is made and what seasonings are used.

I didn’t think much about it.

She continued to eat the fried dumplings that her brother had given her in the bowl.

Unlike the fried dumplings in Lianshan Town, the dumplings in the bowl were very small, about the same size as her eyes.

The outside is fried golden brown, and when you bite it, it is crispy and crunchy, but instead it is sweet and fresh.

"It's delicious. Is there fish in it? No, it's shrimp. Do we still have shrimp in winter? What's the name of this dish?" Jiang Fubao squinted his eyes happily, and only asked the maid at the table after he swallowed the fried dumplings.

"Sir, this dish is called Golden Shrimp Grains for Reunion." The maid was well trained and could remember even the tongue-twisting name.

Jiang Fubao sighed in her heart, nodded, and continued to eat.

Among the eight dishes, only these two won her heart; the others were relatively ordinary, with just a few more steps, made complicated for the sake of complexity.

You can't taste the original freshness of the ingredients.

She doesn't like it very much.

The amount of food today was relatively small, so Meng Bujiu ordered some rice later.

It’s true that the food in Jiangnan City is better than that in Lianshan Town.

A bit sticky.

It tastes a bit sweet.

Jiang Fubao ate half a bowl of the soup.

Finally, he left the restaurant with a burp.

"Fubao likes to eat so much, will you come again tomorrow?" Meng Bujiu saw that she was burping continuously and seemed to be in discomfort, so he reached out and patted her back a few times, then smiled.

"No, this restaurant is really expensive. Brother Bu Ju, we should just try this kind of place for fun. If we eat too much, our wallets will be hurt. Don't you want to marry a wife? Be careful not to spend all your money. You won't be able to raise a child in the future. By then, your son will be as hungry as a monkey and won't grow tall."

Jiang Fubao acted like a housekeeper and made Meng Bujiu laugh again: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

The four of them walked towards the inn.

The journey was quite long, so when we arrived, the four of us were not so full.

At that time, the Jiang family was in chaos.

"What did you say? There was nothing between you and Hongxia? Why don't you admit it, kid? Pingmei, tell me, did you see it?" Jiang's family finished their meal.

A family meeting was held.

Jiang Tongshui was surrounded by them in the middle of the main room like a prisoner.

He seemed somewhat uneasy.

But he was justified and confident.

"So what if he saw me? There's really nothing wrong with us. We just bumped into each other on the road and exchanged a few words."

Jiang Tongshui wanted to tell the truth, but he was afraid that his family would think too much. After all, Hongxia almost got engaged, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better, to avoid the news being spread around and becoming more and more biased, which would damage Hongxia's reputation.

Especially his second aunt.

He has the longest tongue. When he was a child, he wet his pants. His aunt told the story and all the friends in the whole village knew about it.

He cried for several days, and he still remembers this grudge.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He said more than just a few words. Tsk tsk, you were helping him carry the bamboo basket, and you walked so close to him. You were so close. I saw it clearly."

Sun Pingmei is very childish and she is confronting her nephew.

"Oh, really, I really have nothing to do with her! We just bumped into each other and ate noodles together, and I gave her a ride. As a girl, I couldn't let her carry the bamboo basket, so I just carried it for her for a while."

Jiang Tongshui felt very tired.

"Child, you won't despise Hongxia's family for being poor, right? I'm telling you, don't forget your roots. Our family was poor before, too. Old Chen has given us so many gifts over the years, and you and your fellow villagers enjoy eating them the most. Now you're turning your back on us? You can't be that heartless person, or I'll beat you to death."

Zhu Yingqiu thought more and more.

Some even suspected that the younger son was attracted by Chen Hongxia's appearance or body, but despised her family background.

That's why they delayed the marriage.

But they can communicate privately.

It's really abominable.

"Mom, who do you think your son is? I, I, oh, I'm really angry. I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go back to study. The teacher said I can try next year. I'm leaving." Jiang Tongshui couldn't explain himself even if he had ten mouths.

He simply turned and walked away.

That's good.

The word "guilty" was confirmed.