Chapter 482 Not Enough
But his tone was full of admiration for this pig's offal.
Guo Yalun didn't say anything, but his mouth was full of pig offal.
Yu Mengqing saw the reactions of several people, but she was very curious about how Chu Shiheng would react.
Chu Shiheng was not the first to pick up the pork offal, but instead reached out to pick up the vegetables first.
When I heard them praising the pig offal, I started to eat it.
Naturally, Xie Hongzhen also has the same attitude as him.
After hearing what they said, Xie Hongzhen carefully picked up a small piece and put it into his mouth.
After chewing for a few times, Xie Hongzhen looked at Yu Mengqing in disbelief with wide eyes.
"Princess Chu, this... this..."
Xie Hongzhen was so surprised that he couldn't speak the following words.
She even wondered if the pot in front of her was actually pig offal.
Just chewing the food in her mouth for a few times told her that it was pig offal.
"Is it delicious?" Yu Mengqing asked proudly.
"It's delicious, delicious. If you serve this on the table, I guarantee you'll make a fortune!" Xie Hongzhen said with a smile.
As she said this, she picked up a few more pieces and put them into the bowl.
She really wasn't exaggerating when she said this.
You know, these pig offal only cost a few cents a pair, which is still expensive.
Sometimes, because the pork cannot be sold, the owner of the pork shop just gives it away.
But if Yu Mengqing made all these pig offal like this and put them in their restaurant, it would basically be at zero cost.
And since the dish is so delicious, aren’t they worried that no one will order it?
Thinking of this, Xie Hongzhen hurriedly asked, "Mengqing, how much pig offal did you use here?"
"What is pig offal?" Before Yu Mengqing could speak, Guo Peiying, who was chewing pig offal in her mouth, asked curiously.
Yu Mengqing: "..."
Xie Hongzhen: “…”
Could she say she didn't mean it?
However, just as she had this thought, she heard Yu Mengqing say slowly:
"Grandma Xie means that what you are chewing on now is pig offal, the kind that stinks to high heaven."
Guo Peiying: “…”
Xue Zhonglan: “…”
Everyone: “…”
But if they were asked to swallow it out now, they would be reluctant to do so.
In the entire front yard, Chu Shiheng was the calmest person.
When Hu Dayong saw Chu Shiheng still chewing, he couldn't help but remind him:
"Chu Shiheng? Didn't you hear what they just said? Do you know what you are chewing in your mouth?"
"I know!" Chu Shiheng was equally concise.
"You still eat it knowing it?"
“Isn’t it delicious?”
Hu Dayong: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Yes, it tastes good and it’s food, so why don’t they eat it?
Once they figured it out, they all rushed to reach for the large ceramic pot containing pig offal with their chopsticks.
"I really didn't expect that this would be pig offal." Huang Chunhua on the side couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, you probably don't know this, but even in the village, no one eats pig offal because the taste is so unpleasant."
After swallowing the pig offal in her mouth, Mrs. Qiu couldn't help but speak in agreement.
When it comes to this, they are the most qualified to judge.
Because they all came from the countryside, they naturally knew the most about this kind of thing.
"Mengqing, can you please..."
"Of course! I'll give you some ingredients when we get back to the capital, and you can just use them to make it."
Yu Mengqing interrupted Qiu and said.
Of course she knew what Qiu meant. Qiu must have wanted to eat there often at their Hu Mansion.
It's just some daily dish she makes at home, and she just needs to give her some ingredients.
"What about us? What about us?" Xue Zhonglan and Guo Peiying also looked at Yu Mengqing eagerly and said.
"We have everything. I won't forget you. But let me make it clear in advance that these are just ingredients. If you run out of ingredients, you can come and ask me."
"Of course. Even if you didn't tell us, we wouldn't ask you for the formula."
In fact, Yu Mengqing was not really afraid that they would leak their formula.
Yu Mengqing herself trusts them very much.
They were just given the recipe, and they definitely didn't make it themselves in the kitchen.
If we hand it over to the servants, who can guarantee that they won’t tell others?
Just in case, Yu Mengqing certainly didn't dare to tell the recipe directly.
Even when giving them ingredients, Yu Mengqing planned to crush them before giving them.
Not only theirs, but also the ingredients that will be needed in the restaurant in the future, she will arrange for Caiyue and others to grind them up and then give them to them.
"But Mengqing, you did a little too little this time." Guo Peiying muttered softly while eating the pig offal in her mouth.
Caixia on the side: "......"
Could she say she was wrong?
Yu Mengqing’s inner dialogue: You are right, even I didn’t expect that they would eat so much.
Seeing this, Xie Hongzhen came out and said:
"Okay, it's delicious. Let Mengqing make it for the next meal. There are still several sets in the kitchen."
"Grandma Xie, you are wrong. There are only two sets in the kitchen." Caixia on the side quickly replied.
"Aren't there three mates?"
"Yes, it's the third mate. There's still a wild boar left to kill."
Huang Chunhua was the first to react, her eyes widened as she asked:
"So, you're telling us that there's a whole set of pig's offal in this pot, and we ate a whole set of pig's offal in one meal?"
Hearing this, Yu Mengqing said "hmm" without thinking.
She used her eyes to tell everyone that what Huang Chunhua said was the truth.
Everyone: “…”
"Everyone says get into the skirt, Lu Mo Ling strips Wu Si in the second phase."
At the same time, they all looked at Yu Mengqing tacitly.
"You don't have to look at me. What Caixia said is all true. You really just ate a bunch of pig offal."
But even Yu Mengqing herself did not expect that they would eat so much.
She made one with the thought that it would be enough for them to eat.
I didn't expect that the pig offal was gone when I was only half full.
They even ate up all the soup.
She even doubted whether it was really that delicious.
But when I think about it, I really can't blame them.
You know, people here basically just use oil and salt to cook.
Not to mention the oil consumption, even if they are reluctant to use a little more oil, how can the dishes taste good?
Thinking of this, Yu Mengqing said helplessly:
"Okay, okay, I'll make another one for the next meal, the same as this time. Is that okay?"
"Okay, okay, I knew it. Meng Qing is the best!"
Yu Mengqing: "..."
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