Even if he loses his memory and becomes a villager in the countryside, the aura of the Prince of Shenwei remains unabated. At this moment, his sword brows are wrinkled, his thin lips are pursed, and his phoenix eyes are squinting. There is a feeling of trembling.
However, Zhou Yun Sheng was no ordinary person. He stretched out his fingertips, raised his chin slightly, and pointed at him, "Have I ever offended you?"
The young man's skin is very white, and it looks like a doll carved from suet jade when exposed to the sun, without the slightest blemish; but his lips are very red, so red that people can't take their eyes away at first glance; the already beautiful facial features It is also matched with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, which are very beautiful and arrogant when they look straight at it.
If he was a brother, those who came to propose marriage would probably smash the threshold of the Zhu family.
Qin Ce looked at him, and two lines of verse appeared in his mind involuntarily--Shang Mo is like jade, and the son is unparalleled. But it is a pity, this young man has a good skin, but his character is really uncomplimentable.
Thinking of this, Qin Ce indifferently looked away and continued to bend over to hoe the ground.
Zhou Yun Sheng didn't intend to hold him back, but he gave up when he didn't answer, picked up a piece of dirt and crushed it to check the drought. Just at this moment, a warm voice came from behind, "Xiao Hei, come and eat!"
Because Qin Ce lost his memory and his skin was dark, Zhang Shulin named him Xiaohei on his own initiative. Seeing that he was strong and strong in martial arts, he planned to recruit him as a doorman to deal with a bunch of top-notch relatives.
Therefore, he had a little affection for Qin Cexian, and he took care of him meticulously.
Hearing the call, Qin Ce immediately threw away the hoe and got on the field ridge, his stern brows melted slightly, revealing a gentle look. Zhou Yun Sheng seemed to feel something, and looked straight at it, he was wondering if this Qin Ce could be his lover.
The origin of that person is very mysterious, and he will lose his memory every time. Sometimes he is the protagonist, sometimes he is a supporting role, and sometimes he is a cannon fodder. I really don't know what he will become this time. However, Zhou Yun Sheng can only feel it when he is in close contact.
Right now, it's really difficult for him to identify Qin Ce's identity, so he can't go up and kiss him, right? If not, Zhu Ziyu's fate may be worse in the future, so what's the point of him coming to this world
Zhou Yunsheng was fascinated by his thoughts, and was stabbed by Qin Ce's icy eye knife before he remembered it. He naturally turned his eyes to look at the protagonist Shou, and denied in his heart: He should not be that person who is so indifferent to himself.
The protagonist Shou's appearance can only be regarded as handsome, but his warm and jade-like temperament is very attractive. Coupled with the red cinnabar mole on his wrist, his worth has skyrocketed. Unfortunately, his family was too poor, and he was hindered by a group of difficult relatives, so he couldn't find his in-law's family when he was 17 years old.
At this time, the protagonist Shou also saw him, the smile on his face was immediately replaced by disgust and hatred, and he stared at him with bulging eyes.
Zhou Yun Sheng patted the dirt off his palm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have I ever offended you?"
"I am the book forest of the Zhang family." The protagonist replied politely.
"Zhang Shulin? Should I know you?" Zhou Yun Sheng raised his chin slightly, his gorgeous facial features made him look arrogant no matter what he did.
After stealing his own secret recipe and forgetting himself in the blink of an eye, the important matter of life and death for him is probably not worth mentioning in his eyes, right? What a bloody rich man!
Zhang Shulin wanted to pounce on him and strangle him to death, but Qin Ce grabbed his wrist and warned him secretly, so he had to let out a sigh of relief and replied calmly, "The owner is busy, how can you know a little guy like me? I just saw the owner here, Came here to say hello. Have you eaten it before? Why don't you use it with us?" As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the bamboo basket, revealing the biscuits, pickles, boiled eggs and other items inside.
Zhou Yun Sheng glanced at him, as if he was disgusted, then turned around and left without saying a word, making Zhang Shulin throw up in anger. Qin Ce held his wrist and gently rubbed his cinnabar mole with the pulp of his fingers, comforting him silently, which made him calm down.
The two bit the biscuits and stared at the young man who was stumbling and stumbling on his way with mocking eyes, and almost fell off the field several times.
"Originally, I planned to tell him that there would be a severe drought in the near future, so that he should reserve more water and food, but now it seems that it is not necessary." Zhang Shulin hummed with a smile.
"The Zhu family is a wealthy family. They must store a lot of grain every year, and then sell the old grain in the warehouse. You really don't need to worry about the Zhu family." Qin Ce touched his furry head.
"Hey, what kind of world is this? In the event of a natural disaster, it is always the poor who suffer." Zhang Shulin sighed in frustration, and thought again that he was gay. It was a mistake to come to this place where men can marry and have children in an open and honest way. Yes, it was relieved.
Qin Ce didn't speak, picked up the last egg, peeled it, and put it to his mouth. He took a small bite and shoved the rest into the man's mouth.
By the time the protagonist was attacked with affection, Zhou Yun Sheng had already returned to Zhu's house in a carriage, changed into casual clothes and headed to the restaurant for dinner.
"Master, this is the lo-mei that Zhang's family sells. I bought all the varieties, you can try it." Lu Shi put the dishes one by one on the table.
"This is braised pork."
"This is braised tofu."
"This is a thousand pieces of halo."
Every time Zhou Yunsheng took it, the Lu family introduced it, causing Cui'er to swallow and exclaim, "I don't know why the Zhang family has so many ingenious ideas, and they are so dedicated to this food that they have created a lot of rare things. I won’t talk about the preserved egg last time. This time, the luwei is really salty and delicious, and the aftertaste is endless. If the Zhang family hadn’t made the braised large intestine, I would not have known that the stinky stuff was edible, and it was still so. It's delicious. By the way, Master, I heard that his family has a small shop in the county town, what kind of hot pot is it selling, why don't you take Cui'er to try it some other day?"
"It's really so delicious?" Zhou Yun Sheng put down his chopsticks and sneered, "I think it's just so, I put less cumin, but more cinnamon, if I add two more toads, three Luo Han Guo, and five bucks incense to the marinade. Rapeseed, it tastes even better.”
After hearing something, Cui'er lost her appetite and said with a pale face, "Young master, are you right? The toad is a dried gecko. It is a traditional Chinese medicine for treating lung congestion and gas. Can it be used for cooking? Throw it in Doesn't the pot stink?"
"Little girl doesn't know anything." Zhou Yunsheng threw away the handkerchief, gave Cui'er a sideways glance, and said with a smile, "Most of the ingredients in Zhang Family's Luwei are Chinese herbs, don't look at the weird taste of Chinese herbs, if they are properly blended, they can also make a difference. It’s supremely delicious. The Zhang family’s lo-mei has been passed down by people, and I thought it was delicious, but now it seems that I just eat a fresh one. Cui’er, bring a pen and paper, and I will improve the recipe.”
Cui Er took the pen and paper suspiciously, and asked, "Master, what condiments are in this lo mein that you can eat?"
"Didn't I tell you, my sense of taste has been very sensitive since I was a child. Not to mention the condiments in the lo-mei, even if it is a cup of tea, I can also taste which well and which river the water for making tea comes from." With a smile, it is handsome and romantic.
Cui Er did not suspect that he was there, and immediately spread paper and brushed ink, looking forward to it.
Zhou Yun Sheng re-wrote a recipe, and also carefully commented on the cooking method, which seasoning to put in the first quarter of an hour, how much to use, how far to boil it out and let it cool, how to cut it with a knife and put it on a plate, etc. etc. are strictly regulated.
After writing the formula, Zhu Laosi was called and asked him to change the tenant's rent from 50% to 30%.
For every 50% of the rent, Zhu Laosi secretly deducts 20%. Now that the owner has been reduced to 30%, doesn't he want to drink the northwest wind? If it was someone else, he would temporarily restrain himself, but Zhu Ziyu had cultivated his courage long ago. Instead of reducing the rent, he increased it by 10% instead of 60%, so he could earn 10% more than before. . For a time, the villagers were complaining.
Zhou Yun Sheng knew all about what he had done, but he did not reveal it. Zhu Laosi was his designated black pot man, and the other party acted so recklessly, but he was in Zhou Yunsheng's arms.
After getting the recipe, the cook worked hard and spent three days and three nights preparing a few plates of lo mei. He took a sip, then opened his eyes, and wished he could swallow his tongue.
"Although the lo-mei was developed by the Zhang family, but the owner has changed it so that the taste is a peerless delicacy. In my opinion, it is more than enough for a royal banquet!" The cook gave Cui'er a thumbs up.
Cui'er was chewing on a piece of braised duck by the neck, she didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, she sighed comfortably after eating, and threw down a recipe and exhorted, "This is the hot pot base recipe modified by the young master, you can quickly get it out. Everyone has to eat hot pot at night."
"Okay, okay, Miss Cui'er just comes over to get the meal when Shen Shi." The cook couldn't wait to take the recipe and check it out.
Carrying the fragrant lunch to the restaurant, Cui Er asked curiously while setting it up, "Master, after the recipe you changed, the taste can be regarded as first-class. Since Zhang's lo-mei is so profitable, it's not as good as ours. Also open a lo-mei restaurant? And his hot pot is definitely not as delicious as yours, so how about opening a hot pot restaurant?"
"Little girl, don't be too greedy." Zhou Yun Sheng poured a glass of wine and said casually, "Cutting people's fortunes is like killing one's parents. Since the lo-mei and hot pot were developed by the Zhang family, why should we fight with him. I It’s so good that it’s just for appetite, not money. The world is so big, how can you make all the money? Living comfortably is the right thing to do.”
Tweety thought about it too, and then she stopped.
Zhou Yun Sheng drank the small wine and served it with sauerkraut, and slowly became a little drunk, squinting his eyes to recall the golden finger that the protagonist received. The protagonist Shou is a chef in modern times, and he has a lot of research on eating. However, Chu Yunguo is a country with very backward cooking technology. The types of food are very monotonous, not to mention traditional delicacies such as lo-mei, hot pot, steamed buns, dumplings, etc., even light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, bean paste and other condiments have not been invented.
The protagonist was overjoyed after learning about the situation. Since then, he has developed food and wine and embarked on the road of making a fortune. And this golden finger also helped him firmly grasp the stomach and heart of the foodie loyal dog attack, making him a big winner in life.
Zhou Yun Sheng originally thought that the protagonist's culinary skills were superb, but after buying the luwei, he immediately understood that the so-called culinary skills were probably at the level of 'street stalls selling late-night snacks'. Zhang Shulin came from an ordinary background, and he may have never tasted the real top delicacies in his life.
Thankfully, I have such high expectations for the food produced by the Zhang family! Zhou Yun Sheng drank the wine in his glass and turned to think about the most important question: it seems that Qin Ce has already developed a favorable impression of Zhang Shulin. If it was that guy, he would never like anyone other than me. So Qin Ce should not be him, so who could it be? He won't become some passerby, will he? The world is so big, where can I find it