The fish bone soup is fragrant and thick, and it tastes better than the previous mushroom soup. The wild vegetables that were put in later were stained with those umami flavors, and combined with their own unique taste, it was comforting to take a bite.
Grandpa and the others have been begging for so long, and at most they were given a little bit of steamed buns and rough cakes. They haven't eaten meat for a long time, and now their mouths salivate rapidly when they smell these aromas. Now that I can finally eat it, I naturally don't care about it anymore, and start to eat the wild vegetables in big mouthfuls.
"Delicious!" Xiao Qi and the others felt so happy that they were about to cry.
These days it feels like a dream. Not only do I not have to be hungry every day, but I can also eat such delicious food. Such a day has been imagined in dreams before.
"Eat slowly, don't choke." Shi Yu felt sorry for them, "There will be more every day in the future, and life will get better and better."
What's the point of living if there is no hope for progress.
Early the next morning, Shi Yu woke up and started cooking. After working for a long time, everything was done. First, use a crock pot to hold a crock pot, and then wrap it in a torn cotton coat. For the rest, everyone is invited to eat together.
After eating and drinking, she headed to the city.
I came to the back door of yesterday's restaurant, and after waiting for a while, the apprentice from yesterday came over. He also holds a fish bone in his hand. Seeing her standing there, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Are you really here?"
"Of course, I said I would send it to you for a taste, then I will definitely do it. Come, here!" The earthen pot wrapped under the old cotton coat is still warm, and the fragrance is also emitted from it.
The apprentice blushed a little, and he was a little embarrassed, "You eat! My master is very kind to me, and I usually eat and drink..."
"What I do is different from your master. It's my heart to make the fish bones you gave me, so let's just say thank you!" Shi Yu said.
Seeing that he couldn't refuse, the apprentice blushed and accepted it, "Here, here are the fish bones that I promised you. There are still more tomorrow, so you can come and get them tomorrow."
"Okay. Drink it quickly!" Shi Yu urged.
When the apprentice just took the crock, he smelled a tempting fragrance, and immediately salivated. He hurriedly opened the crock and took a sip, his mouth widened in surprise.
"This... this smell..."
Shi Yu is very satisfied with his expression, every time he cooks delicious food, doesn't he just expect such an expression from his customers
"How is it? Not bad!"
Not only is it good!
The apprentice took another sip, the soup was warm and fragrant without any fishy smell. The dish inside is also very al dente, with a faint herbaceous aroma. This was a delicacy he had never tasted before. Even the dishes cooked by Master have never tasted like this...
The two stood facing each other, when suddenly a voice came from inside: "Don't say anything, why are you still dawdling outside? Why don't you hurry up and help? Is the brat just being lazy again!"
Hearing the shout, the apprentice quickly responded, "Come right away."
Seeing that there were still many soup bowls in the crock, Shi Yu said, "Why don't you get busy first! I'll come and get the crock in the afternoon."
"Okay!" The apprentice hurriedly responded, and returned to the restaurant with the crock pot in his arms.
Don't talk about Shiyu's return, let's talk about the apprentice returning to the restaurant. He was originally an apprentice working behind the cook. When I got busy, I didn't have time to eat, so I had to put the crock pot in the corner and get busy first.
However, the earthen jar was not placed anywhere else, it was a corner of the stove. As the stove was fired, the temperature became higher and higher, and the temperature of the earthen pot also rose.
Gradually, a unique fragrance permeated the kitchen. People who wait to work as cooks in restaurants have a sensitive nose and sense of taste. The cook originally thought it was because of his own dishes. But I have already fried several different dishes, and the aroma has not disappeared, but it is getting stronger and stronger.
So he stood there, sniffing along the scent. Sniffing and sniffing, I naturally noticed the earthen pot in the corner.
After taking the earthen jar and opening it, a strong fragrance came out immediately. Looking inside, the milky white soup is soaked with vegetables, which makes people move their index fingers unknowingly.
Taking a sip with a spoon, the cook's expression changed drastically.
"Is this soup made by monsters?"
No wonder he thinks so. Now in restaurants, the dishes made with ordinary ingredients taste very bad, and only some ordinary people will order them. If richer people come to eat, they usually order ingredients that contain aura. No matter how rich people are, they are very enthusiastic about monsters. Not to mention the spiritual energy of the monster meat, it is also tender and delicious. A bite of it will not only prolong your life, but it will also have the effect of strengthening your body.
Like humans, monsters can cultivate and are very powerful. Even low-level monsters are not something they can casually capture. Therefore, the major restaurants can only go to the adventure union to buy at a high price. However, monsters are always in short supply. For example, their restaurant has not bought a monster for a long time.
And now the soup that the cook drank was as delicious as the soup made by monsters, which made him guess.
But now there are no monster ingredients in the kitchen, so where did this come from
However, after a little questioning, the apprentice was quickly called to the cook without saying a word.
"Master." Buyan called out a little uneasy.
The cook pushed the crock pot in front of him, and said in a neither happy nor angry voice, "Is this your thing?"
"yes."
"Where did you get it? Or where did you steal it?" How can ordinary people eat dishes made by monsters.
"It was given to me by a friend." Wu Yan said.
"Friend?" The cook raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask calmly, "Your friend is really rich, and even gave you such a precious soup. Do you know that this soup is made from the meat of monsters?"
"Ah? No way!" Bu Yan opened his eyes wide, "But she said it was made of fish bones!"
"Fish bones?" The cook didn't believe it.
"That's right!" So, Bu Yan immediately told what happened.
The cook pondered for a moment, and decided not to interrogate him anymore. He told the little apprentice, "Don't say anything about this for now, do you hear me?" But he didn't propose to meet his friend.
If what the apprentice said was true, if the little beggar could make such a delicious soup with unused fish bones, then he would naturally be able to do it too. It's just that I got some benefits from her now, and I can just give her more food in the future.
The cook thought so, so he slaughtered a few more live fish and began to boil fish bone soup in a pot.
As time passed, the soup gradually turned milky white. The cook was overjoyed, and when he saw that the time was almost up, he quickly filled a bowl and put it in his mouth to drink, but he almost spit out the soup...