Chapter 58 Shameless people are invincible...

After returning, Jiang Yanyi asked Yang Xiu to buy a pot from the antique soup shop opened by Lai Fu Restaurant.

Yang Xiu and Bing Shao were arranged by Chu Changping after Jiang Yanyi closed the shop. Not many people have seen them, so they would not arouse suspicion.

While waiting for Yang Xiu to come back, Jiang Yanyi took Qiu Kui and Bing Shao to process the meat they bought. Rural families would slaughter a fat pig during the New Year, and smoking bacon is also a skill that every household can do. However, there are some differences in the smoking techniques in different regions. Jiang

Yanyi used the old method of her father to make bacon in the previous life, using bamboo sticks to poke small holes in the meat to facilitate smoking and flavoring. Fry the raw Sichuan peppercorns in a pan, add the coarse salt and continue to stir-fry. When the salt is hot, the fragrance of the Sichuan peppercorns will also blend into the salt. Rub the meat with this salt, and the smoked meat will be more fragrant.

Applying salt is a technical job. If there is too much salt, the bacon will be too salty to eat. If there is too little salt, it will be worse, and the meat will rot. It was freezing cold, and the coarse salt paste on the hands was a bit hurtful, so Bing Shao took on the job of applying salt, and only asked Jiang Yanyi to check on the side to see if the amount of salt was appropriate.

Evenly rub the meat with salt, put it skin-side down in a large stone jar, turn it over every few days, and after marinating for more than ten days, smoke it with fruit wood charcoal and pine and cypress branches to make bacon.

After Bing Shao rubbed a few pieces of zuodun meat, he was able to control the amount of salt, and Jiang Yanyi went to chop the meat for the bacon. She and Qiu Kui each had a chopping board, each holding two kitchen knives and chopping, and it didn't take much time to prepare a pot of meat.

Jiang Yanyi planned to make three flavors of sausage: five-spice, spicy and sweet.

The five-spice one was just a little less dogwood powder than the spicy one. In the days before blenders, spices such as aniseed, cinnamon, cardamom, cloves, dill, and peppercorns could only be ground into powder using a mortar.

Jiang Yanyi had just divided the meat filling into three bowls and mixed the seasonings, and before he had time to deal with the intestines, Yang Xiu came back.

The pot he bought was placed on the table outside, the soup in the copper pot was still boiling, and the fresh meat and vegetables he packed were all in food boxes, ready to be eaten at any time.

Although the weather was cold, Yang Xiu was still sweating after walking such a distance with the lunch box and the copper pot. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and said, "The new shop under the name of Laifu Restaurant is called Laifu Gudong Soup. It opened today with a grand ceremony, and they even invited people to perform lion dance at the door of the restaurant. Many people went there to eat hotpot, and I waited a long time before the hotpot I ordered was ready."

Jiang Yanyi thought that the owner of Laifu Restaurant was really smart. She had put a lot of effort into making Gudong Soup famous in Xizhou. Now that her shop hasn't opened yet, and many people want to eat hotpot, if she opens a shop specializing in hotpots, wouldn't she attract all the customers?

Because Yang Xiu took the food away in a package, the various ingredients were naturally served in Lai Fu antique soup bowls and plates. After eating, the bowls, plates and pots were returned to the owner. This is an unwritten rule that everyone knows.

Jiang Yanyi took a look at the bowls and plates and laughed angrily.

The molds for the bowls and plates in her store were made by her herself, and they are not available on the market. Lai Fu Restaurant, on the other hand, directly made the bowls and plates according to the molds of her store, but relying on its wealth, it fired flower and bird glaze on the outer wall of the bowl when firing the porcelain, and glazed the edge of the bowl with gold rims, which made it look much more refined than the bowls and plates in her store.

The two words "Jiang Ji" in the seal were also replaced with "Lai Fu".

This is simply like painting the bowls and plates in her store!

Even Qiu Kui pointed at the bowls and plates in Lai Fu Antique Soup Shop and said, "Hua Hua, these bowls and plates look like the ones in our shop."

Jiang Yanyi could only sigh, "Shameless people are invincible."

She wouldn't think it was a big deal if the other party learned her marketing methods, but if you opened a shop and even made the bowls and plates according to the style of her shop, Jiang Yanyi felt very complicated.

She took a deep breath and asked Yang Xiu, "How is his shop decorated? Did you see it?"

Yang Xiu said, "Just like ours, there are screens between the tables, but they are made of wood." It's also more exquisite.

Jiang Yanyi didn't want to talk anymore, and she turned her eyes to the copper pot beside her.

When cooking a pot, all the effort lies in the soup. She took a small bowl to scoop up the soup and drink it, wanting to see how good the other person was at making the soup. If the pot itself doesn't taste good, then it's useless to add any fancy things.

The moment the soup entered her mouth, the first feeling was that it was too fresh, as if she had tasted a mouthful of melted chicken essence.

There is a saying that goes, "too much is too little."

Jiang Yanyi quickly drank two sips of tea to suppress the taste, and then she ate a piece of mutton.

Because the soup was too fresh, eating the mutton was not as stimulating as drinking the soup directly, but the physical sensation was good.

Jiang Yanyi put down his chopsticks and said pertinently: "The cooking skills of this soup chef are very good."

When eating a clear soup pot, the soup inside is drinkable before the meat is added.

The other party made the soup so delicious that it was obvious that he did not intend to let the diners drink the soup, and the focus was all on the taste of the meat.

When Yang Xiu heard Jiang Yanyi's evaluation, he said: "It is said that the soup chef there came from the capital. He used to work in Xiangyunlou. His ancestors entered the palace as chefs. This soup making method is used in the palace."

Xiangyunlou is a famous restaurant in the capital. People who go there to eat are either rich or noble.

Jiang Yanyi said, "He is a businessman. The owner of Laifu Restaurant is really shrewd."

Apart from other things, the chef of the other restaurant has a "Yu Chef" sign, which is very eye-catching. Even if some diners are not interested in his antique soup, they will be tempted to try it when they hear that the emperor and the concubines also eat it.

The most important thing is that with such a job, it is impossible to hurt the other party from the taste. Even if it is a fact, the other party can say "This is how the Yu Kitchen is made" to fight back everything.

Jiang Yanyi really wished that she had 1,800 acres of peppers now, so that she could make a red soup hot pot to show them what a king bomb is, but the problem is that the peppers she cultivated are still seedlings.

Jiang Yanyi shut herself up for the whole day. Yang Xiu and the others were a little worried about her and wondered whether they should tell Chu Changping about it. But when Jiang Yanyi woke up the next morning, she seemed to have recovered her spirits and was very energetic in everything she did. She

even used the smoked sausages from yesterday to make a pot of sweet sausage rice. The hot pot under the clay pot was eaten up by Qiu Kulai, Yang Xiu and Bing Shao.

Jiang Yanyi was upset for a long time before going to bed last night. On the one hand, she was angry that Lai Fu's antique soup copied the things in her store, and on the other hand, she was eager to defeat the other party and take back her own customers.

Perhaps she dreamed about what she thought about during the day, for she had never dreamed of her relatives from her previous life since she came to this strange world, but last night she dreamed of her grandfather who had passed away long ago.

The dream was about the first time her grandfather taught her how to make hot pot. The banyan tree outside the old house had green and yellow leaves. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting golden spots in the house through the old carved wooden windows. The old man taught her how to make red soup and stir-fry ingredients, and hang clear soup on the bottom of the pot. His wrinkled face was calm and at ease.

"Ayi, when a chef cooks, he must pay attention to the harmony of the five flavors. Everything has a limit. If you use the right amount of ingredients, the dish will be delicious. It's the same with being a person. Life is full of flavors. If you control it well, you can live a fulfilling life. You must calm down when cooking and being a person."

When she woke up from the dream, it was already dawn. Jiang Yanyi cried for a while before she calmed down.

It was her nature to use the sky as a blanket when it fell. Jiang Yanyi also felt that she might have been a little impatient recently because she was worried about the difference in status with Feng Shuo and was eager to make a career.

She had never been upset when she had just gone through such a difficult time. Now, it was just that someone opened a store exactly like hers. What was there to worry about? She could create a hot pot restaurant with many characteristics!

When Jiang Yanyi went to deliver the medicinal food to Feng Shuo, Feng Shuo had heard about Lai Fu's antique soup from his subordinates. Seeing her red eyes, her brows wrinkled immediately: "Have you cried?"

Jiang Yanyi was afraid of being laughed at by him, so she stared and said: "No, it was smoked when the sausage was smoked!"

In addition to the medicinal food today, Jiang Yanyi also cut a plate of sausage and sent it over. There were five-spice, spicy, and sweet ones. Because it was smoked with fruit charcoal, it tasted sweet with a hint of fruit wood.

Feng Shuo did not expose her lie, but said: "I have tried the pot of Lai Fu's antique soup, but it is not as delicious as yours."

The taste was indeed amazing at first, but it always maintained that freshness. After a few more bites, the taste buds would feel tired, and later on, they could not taste anything. Unlike the pots in Jiang Yanyi's shop, the taste is always kept at a perfect degree, and the taste buds are always sensitive.

Jiang Yanyi said: "I don't mind that he opened a shop to sell pots, but he copied everything from my shop. How can he be so shameless?"

After saying that, she was afraid that Feng Shuo would misunderstand something, so she said: "I'm just talking to you. You are not allowed to interfere in this matter. I can solve it myself."

The other party opened a shop properly and did not commit any crime. If Feng Shuo directly ordered people to close the shop, it would only bring him a stigma.

Feng Shuo asked her, "How do you want to solve this?"

Jiang Yanyi raised her eyebrows and said, "I have my own way."

Seeing Feng Shuo finish the medicinal meal, Jiang Yanyi packed up the lunch box and was about to leave, but Feng Shuo suddenly called her, "Don't leave in a hurry, I have something for you."

Jiang Yanyi turned around in confusion and saw Feng Shuo dragging out a large wooden box from the side, "Open it and have a look." Jiang Yanyi

walked forward suspiciously, opened the lid of the wooden box, and saw a box full of various antifreeze skin care ointments inside, and couldn't help but twitching her mouth.

This way of giving gifts... like a nouveau riche.

Feng Shuo didn't notice anything wrong and said, "I saw your lips were dry and cracked in Han's house the other day. I heard that using some lip balm can prevent frostbite. I don't know what kind you like, so I asked someone to collect these. You can take them back and use the ones you like."

In Xizhou, only wealthy families can afford anti-freeze skin care products. Ordinary people usually cut a ball of sheep fat and apply it to the cracked areas as medicine.

Therefore, this box full of skin care ointments is made very delicately. You can smell the fragrance inside before opening it. It is obviously very expensive.

Jiang Yanyi said, "I think... I'm afraid I can't use up so much."

Feng Shuo thought she was trying to refuse, and said directly, "If you can't use it up, you can throw it away. Anyway, I gave it to you, and you can't return it."

In the end, the box of skin cream was delivered to Jiang Yanyi's home by the servant of Feng Mansion.

Qiu Kui squatted beside the box and sniffed, "Hua Hua, it smells so good."

It was not the smell of food, but the smell of powder, but it was much better than the low-quality powder she smelled in the brothel before.

Jiang Yanyi thought that even if she and Qiu Kui used it together, these skin creams would not be used up in a few years, but she was afraid that they would go bad after being kept for a long time, which would be a pity. Otherwise

...she launched an activity in the store to eat hot pot in winter and provide free skin care for young girls or ladies?