As time went by, the scorching sun in the sky moved closer and closer to our heads. The sunlight was scorching, and the heat waves were rising. The streets were like a steamer, and the earth was also steaming hot. Only under the shade of the trees was there a slight coolness.
There are two old trees in front of Zhuji Fast Food Restaurant, with lush branches and leaves, like an umbrella, casting shades. Dozens of people are squatting or standing under the shades, chatting and paying attention to what is happening at Zhuji Fast Food Restaurant.
Zhuji Fast Food, which was the most talked about topic, offered free food tastings to everyone at noon.
A porter who was unloading goods passed by here. After hearing about it, he couldn't wait to go back and share the matter with his co-workers. Soon, seven or eight more men in short shirts appeared under the shade of the tree.
"Princess, can Zhu Ping'an really clean up the stinky pig offal? He said he has a secret recipe passed down from his ancestors."
In the deserted Delicious Pastry Shop, the palace maid Xier was fanning Princess Ning'an while curiously looking at the people waiting in front of Zhuji Fast Food.
"Listen to his lies... Even the imperial chefs in the palace can't do it, so how can he possibly do it? And he even has a secret recipe passed down from his ancestors. Humph, he can only fool those short-sighted people outside. Just wait and see, the more those people outside are looking forward to it now, the more disappointed they will be then. Haha, there will be something interesting to watch later, a pot of stinky pig offal..."
Princess Ning'an rolled her eyes and was very disdainful of everything the other side did. When she thought about the pot of stinky pig offal that would be served at noon, Princess Ning'an couldn't help but giggle with her hands covering her mouth.
As for what Zhu Ping'an said about the secret recipe passed down from ancestors, Princess Ning'an didn't believe it at all.
What secret recipe?!
It’s a folk remedy from the countryside.
Humph, can you trust the folk remedies in the countryside? I heard that when the country people are hungry, they eat tree leaves and chew Guanyin soil. Their taste, hehe...
As time passed, it was getting closer to noon.
Princess Ning'an looked at the opposite side with a more and more playful gaze, as if she was waiting for a good show to begin.
In fact, it was not only Princess Ning'an. There were also many people on this street who were paying attention to Zhu's Fast Food, waiting for the good show at Zhu's Fast Food to start at noon.
Of course, the first and most attentive ones are those in the same industry, such as the not-so-distant "Si Hai Restaurant", the slightly further "Shi Li Xiang", and the "Xian Ke Lai"... ...
When they heard that a restaurant on this street was being renovated, these restaurants of different sizes and levels began to pay attention.
At the beginning, they were all quite worried. After all, they were competitors and enemies. If one more restaurant opened on the street, it would take away some of their customers and take away a share of the pie that originally belonged to them.
However, when they heard that the owner of Zhuji Fast Food brought back two sets of pork offal and declared that the main dish would be pork offal, their worries were swept away.
hehe
Zhuji fast food restaurant actually specializes in pig offal. Everyone knows that pig offal is smelly and stinky, and it cannot be cleaned no matter how you prepare it. You can imagine how it tastes when you use pig offal to cook. Haha, Zhuji is courting death.
I thought I was ruthless enough, but I didn't expect that the owner of Zhuji Fast Food was even more ruthless. He actually wanted to make money by cooking with the pig offal that was given away for free...
Um.
Yes.
I heard that the owner of Zhuji Fast Food is a minor official. Haha, it turns out that officials are more evil-minded.
Haha, do you think that being an official will enable you to do business? There are many tricks in this business.
Doing business is much more difficult than being an official.
If you don’t believe me, just look at the great businessman Lu Buwei in the Spring and Autumn Period. He was able to make a fortune by taking advantage of his wealth and easily became the prime minister who was second only to the emperor. However, this prime minister who was second only to the emperor was not necessarily an outstanding businessman.
hehe
Using pig offal to cook... ...only a nerd can come up with such an "astonishing" idea.
In the eyes of its peers such as Sihai Restaurant, Shili Xiang and Xiankelai, Zhuji Fast Food is a joke.
"Hey, Lao Qian, have you heard that Zhuji Fast Food is going to make pig offal for people to eat at noon..."
"Haha, I just heard about it too. I thought there was another opponent worth looking forward to, but I didn't expect that he would end up killing himself..."
"Maybe people can really make delicious dishes out of pig offal. Yes, that's possible. Hahaha..."
"A delicious dish?! If he can cook the pig's offal in a way that everyone can eat, I will eat this pig's offal as my meal at noon today."
"Haha, that's what you said."
"I said it, and I'm leaving it at that..."
So now they are not only not worried anymore, but their mood has also inexplicably improved. They move a stool and sit at the door of the store, pour a cup of tea, grab a handful of peanuts and melon seeds, joke with the shop owners nearby about Zhu's fast food, and wait leisurely for the "good show" at noon to start.
While they were waiting to see the "good show", things were busy in an orderly manner in the backyard of Zhuji Fast Food Restaurant.
Zhu Ping'an was giving instructions from the side, while Liu Laobo and Liu Daqiang were responsible for simply cutting the pig offal, and Liu Dadao and Liu Dachui were responsible for making the fire.
"Young Master, do you think the bone soup is ready?" asked Liu Dadao.
"Well, it's done." Zhu Ping'an looked at the bone soup boiling in the pot and nodded.
If there is no old brine, you can only use pig bones to make bone soup, so that the braised pig offal will be more fragrant.
In the future, just like those century-old braised pork restaurants in modern Beijing, the old soup will be preserved, so that the braised pork will become more and more fragrant and delicious. Even if someone else cooks pig offal later, it is guaranteed that it will not be as delicious as Zhu Ji’s.
Put the pig in water, add seasonings and start cooking.
It is worth mentioning that this seasoning was prepared by Zhu Ping'an according to the recipe of a very famous modern stewed pork restaurant. It was a coincidence that Zhu Ping'an knew this recipe.
The firewood licked the bottom of the pot, and the soup in the pot gurgled and rolled...
"It's almost noon, why is there no movement from Zhu's Fast Food?"
"Yes, didn't the shopkeeper just say that Zhu's fast food is famous for its fast service? It's been such a long time, why isn't it ready yet?"
"Could it be that the young shopkeeper is trying to trick us?"
"No, I won't. We are not easy to fool. If he doesn't keep his promise, we can destroy his store..."
"Wait a little longer. They're just setting up the store. They might have to set up the pots first. Let's wait and see..."
The people waiting outside Zhu Ji Fast Food waited and waited, but after waiting for a long time with no movement, they became impatient.
"Huh?"
As they were talking, someone suddenly said "eh", then closed his eyes and sniffed intoxicatedly against the wind.
"Hey, what's that smell? Why is it so fragrant? Can you smell it? Where does this fragrance come from?"
After taking a sniff, the man became more certain and couldn't help but exclaim in praise with a drooling voice.
"Eh? You know what, it really has a very fragrant aroma. Just smelling it makes my mouth water."
Soon after, another person also smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Gudong... Damn it, no, I can't stand it. When I smell this aroma, the glutton in my stomach can't help but come out. I want to eat meat..."
Soon, more and more people smelled the increasingly strong fragrance.
Someone sniffed and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He slapped his stomach hard and cursed.