After Jiang Shuyao left the door, before taking a few steps, he heard a quarrel erupting nearby.
She and Xie Xun looked at each other and walked over there following the flow of people.
As soon as he reached the edge of the crowd, the steward ran over panting: "Miss, someone is making trouble."
Jiang Shuyao had a bad guess in his heart, but he wasn't surprised by this, and asked calmly, "What's going on? Take your time."
"That's right, Miss asked me to send someone to follow up with those sneaky people, and my people naturally did the same. Those people didn't ask for the secret recipe or poach the cook, but found a shop and sat down separately. After ordering the food, one of them ate half of it and suddenly vomited, saying that the food was not clean, and then the other two vomited as well, and they all blamed the problem with the food and quarreled with the second." The shopkeeper said angrily, " Unexpectedly, there are still rogues who dare to come to the Lin family's territory to spread wildness, and we have already sent them to the officials."
Jiang Shuyao glanced at the arguing crowd, and sighed, "This is not a shipyard. The people standing around and watching are all ordinary people. If you send the reporter directly like this, maybe you will convince the public?"
"This..." The shopkeeper was also the first to run a food business, hesitantly said, "Our people have already clarified, whether the food is clean or not, I will see the official to tell."
Xie Xun watched from the side and interjected: "And this store, threw up three people in a row and made trouble. Even if they were wronged, the business would deteriorate tonight, and it might even affect the whole day in the next few days. Street business."
Speaking of this, the shopkeeper was also very angry; "No! It's disgusting! If it is an upright grab for business or a plan to compete, that's all, I have to use some inferior means to make a disgusting person, and it's not too much damage. , it's just nausea, and if you come here from time to time, it will be annoying to death."
"Why was it fine a few days ago, but today there are gangsters and hooligans?" Jiang Shuyao wasn't quite sure about the competing interests behind these.
Since they are going to open a snack street, the Lin family has naturally investigated the background of various businesses, and the shopkeeper replied: "Everyone was watching jokes a few days ago, thinking that our snack street is not good, and although there are many shops, it is only for ordinary people. What kind of threat can there be in eating. I didn’t expect that there are more and more diners in recent days. Both the commoners and the rich will come to try something fresh. Usually, diners who love to go to restaurants go to restaurants less and less. Come to us While eating, obviously not doing business all the way, but blocking their way, naturally some people are anxious."
Xie Xun is also an official, and he knows a lot about these things: "These people are sent to the government, they will be locked up for a few days at most, and they will come out after a few days. As the shopkeeper said, although it will not damage any business, but Nasty people are okay."
The shopkeeper echoed: "Exactly. Our Lin family is backed by Xiangyang Uncle's Mansion, but there are people behind other restaurants, and it's not worse than us. Hey, we are also businessmen, so naturally we know that it is not kind to grab people's jobs. If someone wants to squeeze in. In the shipping business, the Lin family will also take action, but... But no one thought that those dignitaries or elegant scholars would come here to eat." This matter will not be so simple, there will be more in the future. With a big move, "It's a pity that the noble concubine has vowed never to intervene in the Lin family's business since she entered the palace. Otherwise, we won't be so aggrieved, and we must deter those who want to reach out."
Hearing what Jiang Shuyao said, she couldn't help worrying along with her: "Then what should I do? If my mother is here, she will definitely know how to deal with it."
Xie Xun stood beside him and cleared his throat: "Cough."
Jiang Shuyao turned around and glanced at him inexplicably.
Xie Xun felt her gaze, and emphasized her presence again: "Cough."
Jiang Shuyao: "let someone bring a glass of water to the uncle."
Xie Xun said helplessly: "I don't drink water." He didn't hold it, and said directly, "Behind the Lin family is the Uncle's Mansion in Xiangyang, which cannot compete with the powerful and powerful behind the rest of the restaurants in the capital, but you are different."
"Me?" Jiang Shuyao looked at him and said in surprise, "You wouldn't want to say it was Duke Xie's mansion, would you?"
Xie Xun was a little speechless: "Of course not." Before he could breathe so loudly, he explained, "It's His Royal Highness."
"Prince, Prince?" Jiang Shuyao was dumbfounded.
"Yes, there is the method of making ice in the front, and the delicious food in the back. I believe the prince will help with this." Xie Xun said with a smile, "Let them shut up tonight, and I will go to see the prince tomorrow. This means that in the future, if you want to cause people to make trouble, you will have to weigh it up."
Jiang Shuyao nodded, the stone in his heart fell, and he looked at the diners who were still talking at the door of the store, and was worried: "Then what should we do here?"
The steward said respectfully: "We have already clarified and told everyone that the government will return us justice."
Even if Jiang Shuyao didn't know the business history, he knew that this would not make the diners feel at ease, but felt that the Lin family was bullying others: "This can't be done, we have to find a way to completely dispel their doubts, so that even if someone makes trouble in the future, the diners will not doubt it. It's our food that's not clean."
The shopkeeper was dumbfounded and scratched his head: "This..."
Jiang Shuyao said: "You go to a nearby food stall to borrow a cart with a stove. Didn't they say that our shop is not clean? Then let's show them the frying process and let them see how clean it is."
The shopkeeper's instructions went on, everyone was quick to do things, and they were quickly arranged.
The grandson of the cook in this market is the son of the Lin family. She married a woman early. Her husband is greedy for food and gambling. He beats and kicks her when he loses money. She hasn't been hurt for a day. After Lin decided to open a snack street, she went back to the main house of the Lin family once, and happened to see her limping past with scars on her face.
The rest of the people were not surprised, but because of the grievances he suffered in the marriage, he was particularly unfair to the wife's bullying between the husband and wife, and immediately asked her over. Sun Niangzi's husband is picky, the food is not delicious or he is not satisfied with the two meals a day, and she is beaten and kicked again. She is afraid of being beaten, so she is very serious about cooking. Control is particularly good.
At that time, Lin wrote to Jiang Shuyao about this, and Jiang Shuyao proposed to let her learn to cook fried rice. Fried rice sounds simple, but it is not easy to make it well. From steamed rice to fried rice, every step is exquisite. The rice should be separated and not stick together, and the egg liquid should wrap the rice grains as much as possible. While ensuring that the rice is fried and fragrant, the outer layer of egg liquid should not be fried and burnt, whether it is to control the heat or to stir fry. strength is strictly required.
Sun Niangzi was timid. When the Lin family asked her to be a cook in the store, her first reaction was to refuse. Later, Mrs. Lin repeatedly stressed that she did not need to make public appearances, and assured that her gambler husband would not dare to do anything to her again, and that the cook had enough money to support her children to go to the academy, so Mrs. Sun reluctantly agreed. Now she has tasted the sweetness of this work, and she cooks rice with peace of mind in the small kitchen every day.
It's just that this peace of mind was shattered tonight.
"Didn't you say I don't have to show my face?" she said in surprise.
The shopkeeper didn't understand her doubts: "What kind of publicity is this? It's just to show your face in front of people and make a meal. Besides, you are not a lady, talking about publicity, you haven't seen the eldest lady standing outside. ."
Sun Niangzi just didn't dare to see people. In the past, her husband always found this excuse to beat and kick her. Now that she has left her husband's claws, she is still afraid of it.
The shopkeeper Ben Haosheng persuaded her, and finally said: "Mrs. treats you well, and the young lady taught you the craft with confidence and boldness. Now is the time to use it for you, do you have to refuse even this? ?"
His words came to Mrs. Sun's heart, and Mrs. Sun gritted her teeth: "Okay, I'll go."
The food stall was pushed to the entrance of the lobby, and there were crowds of people watching the fun outside the street.
The shopkeeper brought out the plates that were eaten today: "This is what those people ate. You can see that the remaining half of the plate is all fried rice with eggs." He pointed to Mrs. Sun, "This is The chef of our store will cook a pot of egg fried rice on the spot. You can see if the ingredients, utensils and fried rice cooked by our method will be so dirty that you will vomit after eating half a plate. come out."
It was a fresh look at the excitement, and the diners were talking about it.
"Fried rice? It looks very simple. I see other restaurants' eating methods are not simple, but this fried rice is easy at first glance."
"Yeah, it's nothing more than rice and eggs. How delicious can it be, even if it's clean, it's nothing to eat."
Mrs. Sun felt that everyone's eyes were on this side, and she became even more nervous.
She seemed to remember the panic when she was cooking, and she would be beaten if she didn't do well... She thought so, and her hands began to tremble.
Feeling that more and more people were coming around, she had the urge to back off.
Suddenly, a warm hand was placed on her shoulder: "Are you all right?"
Lady Sun turned her head and met Jiang Shuyao's beautiful eyes.
"Are you scared?" Jiang Shuyao asked.
Sun Niangzi had never been so close to a noble person, so she quickly lowered her head: "Don't dare."
Jiang Shuyao chuckled helplessly: "What dare you dare? If you are afraid, then you don't have to force it. Let's think of something else. I know what's going on in your family, and I can understand."
The grandson shuddered and raised her head in surprise.
She is a servant, never thought that her bad things would stain the ears of the eldest lady? And the eldest not only heard about it and remembered it, but also comforted her so gently and understood her.
She opened her mouth several times, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only blushed and lowered her head.
Jiang Shuyao patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay. Cooking shouldn't be a burden, it should be pleasant, reassuring, and satisfying. Similarly, food should also heal people's hearts. I hope you can one day be able to do so. Feel these feelings." After she said this, she turned and left, preparing to discuss with the steward how to end it.
Just as he took a step, there was a terrifying call from behind.
"Miss!"
She turned around, saw Madam Sun's red eyes, and gave her a bright smile: "I can do it."
Jiang Shuyao was stunned for a moment: "... I said it's fine, don't force it."
"No, eldest miss, the slaves didn't force it."
After she finished speaking, she saluted respectfully, turned and walked out of the main room to the door of the store.
The fire was burning, the flames swayed in the air, and the air became hot.
When everyone saw that it was the cook, not the cook, they immediately felt contempt. After all, the chefs in the restaurant were all descendants of the royal chef, and they had never heard of any female cook with skills.
When Mrs. Sun heard their discussion, she should have shrunk, but at this moment her fighting spirit was aroused. Fried rice was taught to her by the eldest lady. It is okay to despise her, but she must not be despised by the eldest lady.
She tried to ignore the eyes of the onlookers and imagined that she was in the kitchen.
The swaying flames, the prepared rice, the side dishes... She swept around, her heart gradually sank, and the moment she held the handle of the pot, she suddenly realized what the eldest lady said.
Cooking should be a peace of mind.
Everyone found that the woman who looked cowardly suddenly regained her spirits and changed her personality.
Holding the handle of the pot, she slid a few turns on the flame to heat the bottom of the pot, swirl it neatly to spread the oil, flipped her right wrist over, and scooped a tablespoon of rice into the pot.
Egg fried rice uses overnight rice. When steaming rice, use gauze to pad the steamer to prevent too much water vapor, so as to ensure that the rice does not have too much water, so that the fried rice will be distinct. After the rice is put into the pot, it should be quickly pressed and dispersed, the strength should be uniform, and the speed should be fast, and the rice should not be smashed or cut, so that the fried rice with egg fried rice is not full enough.
The next step is to stir fry. Mrs. Sun has already mastered it and it is light. When stir frying, her arms are forced, and the rice flips and jumps in the pot, gradually overflowing with a faint fragrance of rice. After watching the moisture in the rice grains go away, she stretched out her arms to get the golden and shiny egg yolk liquid that had been broken up, and smoothly drew circles in the air and sprinkled it evenly on the rice, while her wrists kept shaking and flipping the iron. pot.
After the egg liquid was placed in the pot, Mrs. Sun started to stir fry quickly. She lifted the iron pot with one hand and kept the bottom of the pot spinning on the fire tongue, and at the same time pushed the rice grains lightly and evenly with a wooden shovel. The rich and mellow egg fragrance gradually spreads in the air, and every time you stir fry, the rice grains will be wrapped. As she shakes the pan, the white rice grains jumping in the air gradually become golden and full.
She is used to doing rough and tiring work, and this physical exertion is not worth mentioning. She held the iron pot, shaking and frying, the rice grains jumped and turned in the air, as if to escape from the pot, but every time she fell into the pot steadily, dazzling the onlookers.
Seeing that it was almost done, she hung her hands high and sprinkled fine salt and chopped green onion into the pot. The scent of egg fried rice in the air just now became more intense. After flipping the pot again, the rice lightly drew an arc in the air, and with a slap of the spoon, the iron Flip the pot and pour egg fried rice into the large white porcelain plate.
Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the "simple" egg fried rice.
The fried rice was piled up into a small hill, golden, tender and tender, and the pieces were plump and distinct. On the white porcelain plate, it was like a plate of finely shredded gold, which made the exposed white rice even whiter. The aroma layer is simple, there is no extra cumbersome taste, and the egg and rice fragrance are interpreted to the extreme.
Sun Niangzi came out of the state, only to find that the surroundings were quiet.
The diners who were suspicious just now all fell silent. Is it simple? Of course it's simple, but it's just egg wash and rice. But why is this fried egg fried rice so tempting
The shopkeeper's voice said, "Any guest officials willing to try the dishes?"
Just now fried rice dispelled people's doubts about "the food is not clean", and now it's time to dispel the doubts about "the taste is mediocre".
The old man standing in front stepped out first. He was a peasant, and he sold his coolies to support his youngest son to study. The children and grandchildren are filial, knowing that he is good to eat in one bite, and collecting some fine food for him all day long, but they do not understand that what he has remembered for so many years is the simple and pure aroma of the food, not the delicious food.
He took the spoon under the curious eyes of the crowd, scooped a mouthful of egg fried rice and put it in his mouth.
The egg fried rice that just came out of the pot is steaming hot, and the egg is fragrant. In the mouth, the delicate and mellow aroma immediately swept the whole mouth. The outer layer of egg liquid is soft and tender, tightly wrapped on the plump and fragrant rice grains, tender and tender. Smooth, even and delicate.
The rice grains are plump and soft, and the water vapor in the rice cavity is removed by frying, making the rice round and elastic, and the rice grains collide and beat in the mouth distinctly, accompanied by the fresh onion fragrance, the light oil fragrance, the mellow fragrance of egg yolk and the clearness of rice. The sweetness blends together and instantly makes people feel immersed. It seems that this is the taste of the word warmth, natural, pure and peaceful.
The old man hadn't felt this smell for a long time, and he was even a little excited at the moment.
"How is it?" The diners who were watching the lively next to him quickly asked after seeing him silent for a long time.
"Okay." He nodded lightly at first, and then nodded more and more heavily, "Very good, just this, give me a plate!" He said, turning around and stepping into the empty market.
"This... As for it?" Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and they all suspect that this old man is a caregiver.
At this moment, the people in the academy who had just finished eating passed by and squeezed in to watch the fun.
The picky son has always been gluttonous. Hearing that someone needs to taste it, he immediately rushed to the front: "I'll come, I'll come."
Seeing that he was wearing a brocade robe, the shopkeeper was obviously not an ordinary person, not the diners the market wanted to attract, and he looked at Jiang Shuyao in the distance a little nervously. But Jiang Shuyao didn't shake his head, he looked back, and hesitantly handed the picky son a porcelain spoon.
Although the picky boy has a strong mouth, he understands right and wrong. A plate of ingredients is only rice and egg liquid, and he will not ask for the taste of dragon meat.
He scooped a spoonful of air into his mouth, the egg liquid was soft and delicate, and the rice grains were thinly wrapped, giving people the feeling that they were eating white rice, but the rice itself had a strong egg fragrance. The sweet rice is chewy and chewy. After biting it, the aroma is even more intense. The precise heat makes the rice soft and the egg liquid retains a delicate and silky mellow watery feeling, similar to the aroma of fat, which swirls and spreads in the mouth.
"The taste is simple. There are only egg fragrance and rice fragrance, but the two flavors are perfectly softened and inspired to the extreme. It seems simple, but it contains a lot of ingenuity." But the shopkeeper ripped off the plate.
What are you doing? The spoon is dripping with saliva!
"Cough." He only cared about his taste and forgot about it, and said, "What, give us a few plates."
The classmate behind him poked at him: "Have you eaten enough yet?"
"Let's take it back to the academy, stay up all night to study hard, don't you eat supper?" The picky son whispered, "Do you still want to go to the cafeteria to steal steamed buns?"
The classmates were mute.
The picky son ate delicious food today and was in a good mood. He praised Mrs. Su, "Good craftsmanship."
Madam Sun looked at him blankly, and then shifted her gaze to the diners watching. They swayed their noses, tried their best to inhale the aroma, and talked about the taste of food in their mouths. The expressions on their faces were not malicious at all, only the yearning and expectation for food, which was peaceful and full of goodwill.
The old man who entered the market patted the table, and his farmer made a loud voice: "Don't be stunned! Quickly fry a plate for me, the old man can't help but be hungry."
The diners burst into good-natured laughter. The old man walked around the snack street all day. They also became familiar with him and joked: "Old man, be careful with your food!"
"Bah, you think I'm you, cat stomach."
Sun Niangzi has long been accustomed to a life of trembling and trembling. Whenever she is not beaten, she will kowtow and thank God for your mercy. Once again, being in this peaceful and leisurely atmosphere feels like a lifetime. As if the green bud broke the picture, a certain place in her heart trembled, and she fell into an indescribable softness. She felt that she suddenly understood what the eldest lady said.
Food is healing.
"Hahaha, old man, don't force it because of this sister-in-law's skill." The diners were still talking.
"No, no, it's not my credit." Madam Sun suddenly raised her head and corrected her in a low voice, her voice getting louder and louder, and finally full of vitality and vigor that she hadn't seen in a long time, "It's the eldest lady, the eldest lady taught me. , the fried rice I made is far less delicious than the one made by the eldest lady! Don't rush, sir, I'll fry it for you now!"
The picky son listened, looked at his classmates, and finally his eyes fell on Xie Ye: "Miss? No, it can't be Jiang Da?"
Xie Ye rolled his eyes: "otherwise?"
The picky boy's face collapsed, and he almost threw out the spoon in his hand: "No! I don't accept it! I'm not reconciled! This, this—what are you laughing at?! It's not you who are setting the sun down!"
They made too much noise, and everyone turned to look here. When they saw it, some people recognized their clothes: "Is this a student from Qingtang Academy?"
"Huh? That is the best academy. The students in it are either rich or expensive, and they will never be invited."
"Then... let's go in and have a taste?"
"Okay, okay, I'm hungry too smelling this."
One has two, and everyone who just wanted to watch the excitement entered the market one after another. The shopkeeper was ecstatic, and quickly asked Xiao Er to greet them and take their seats. I thought that the market that would be crowded in the next few days turned out to be even hotter than the previous few days. .
The snack street has returned to its former liveliness. The turmoil just now seems to have never happened. There are only laughter and lively food here. Only the word of mouth among the diners, in addition to the delicious novelty of the snack street, there will also be a snack house. The uprightness of the owner behind the market.
The steaming heat spreads out, and the fragrance of the snack street floats for ten miles. Diners walk or sit. Everyone has their own story, happy or sad, but in the end they will be comforted by a bowl of fragrant food, and they will fully integrate into this ordinary lively place. summer night.
The red lanterns hanging on the street light up the long street, like a bright and dazzling fire dragon, trying to compare with the starry sky.
Xie Xun, who was watching the lively curtain call, turned his head to Jiang Shuyao and said, "Are you at ease?"
Jiang Shuyao nodded and said with a smile, "Relax." She turned and walked towards the street, "Finally, the arrangements here are almost done."
Xie Xun walked side by side with her, protecting her from the rampaging urchin, and asked, "Will you come here often in the future?"
Jiang Shuyao waved his hand to the urchin elder who apologized to show that he was fine. After the elder grabbed the little skin and walked away, he continued to walk with Xie Xun and replied, "I don't come often."
Xie Xun nodded.
She added: "I will try to accompany you at home in the future."
Xie Xun was caught off guard, and his ears quickly turned red, but he was no longer the shy boy who covered his mind. He was the sweetheart that Jiang Shuyao personally admitted.
He raised the corners of his mouth and said, "That's very good."
This cheeky acknowledgment made Jiang Shuyao bend over with a smile.
Smiling, Xie Xun suddenly stood still.
Jiang Shuyao stopped laughing, thinking he had something to do, but heard him ask, "Are you tired?"
"It's a little bit." Jiang Shuyao replied inexplicably.
Xie Xun stretched out his hand: "Then I'll take you home."
The bright and warm lights sprinkled on his side face, making his usually cold facial features appear soft and warm. Jiang Shuyao put his palm in his palm and learned his words: "It's so good."
On the ordinary and lively snack street, the two walked hand in hand to the street, sometimes approaching, sometimes dispersing to avoid the crowd, but their fingers were always clasped together, their backs disappeared on the street, and they gradually merged into the fireworks of the summer night. inside.