Chapter 2 Multicolored Suso Cake

Shen Shaoguang's neck was straight, his jaw was slightly closed, and a reserved smile stretched on his face. The so-called shame does not lose his posture, and even if he loses bald hair, he has to spread his wings.

Confused by her imposing manner, Zhike hesitated, and took her to see the host in the end.

The host is fifty or sixty years old, with a round face and a kind face: "Shen - could it be the lady of the Shen family in Luoxia?"

Shen Shaoguang sighed with emotion and said softly, "If you humiliate the ancestors, don't mention it."

That's it. The host nodded, "The strange way is so elegant."

Praise the rhythm of popularity, Yu Benchao is a decent person, it is roughly equivalent to the five-star praise of Taobao in later generations, and it is all a favor. Shen Shaoguang smiled and accepted it.

The host is indeed a good talker. Regarding the question of Shen Shaoguang's accommodation, he agreed at once.

Although the host didn't care, Shen Shaoguang insisted on paying the rent for three months in the nunnery according to the amount on the order.

The teacher said with a smile, "Since the little lady insists on being a gentleman, so be it."

Shen Shaoguang was a little embarrassed. He was a gentleman's acquaintance, and he was clearly a villain. He was kind enough to keep him, but he was preventing others from changing his mind... But "renting" is always more reassuring than "borrowing".

It happened that there were no other pilgrims staying in the nunnery, and there were no female nuns who placed orders. Perhaps there was a relationship between "Shen" and "Charm Gaohua".

To express his gratitude, Shen Shaoguang personally made a bowl of colorful cakes and sent it to the host.

In fact, there is nothing very commendable about this soufflé, it is just trouble.

Kwai Cai and basil are smashed to extract juice, and yellow rice flour, sesame flour, etc. are mixed with white noodles respectively to make up enough colors. When cooking, each type of water should be boiled in another pot, so that the soup is not cloudy and the color is not beautiful.

Suobing is responsible for looking good, and the taste depends on the soup base. The soup base is boiled with mountain mushrooms. Mushrooms are rich in various amino acids and can produce a meat-like aroma. Only such a fragrant soup can blend the unique flavors of the five-color soba.

When Shen Shaoguang sent it, the host had already eaten the evening meal, but this bowl of soba was so beautiful that one could not help but eat it.

"Kwai Cai, basil, yellow rice, um, sesame is the most fragrant..." The host had a very clever tongue.

Seeing that the host ate all the bowls of soba, the disciple next to him, Jing Qing, pursed his lips. He just said today that he needs to go on a diet to support his health. really can't believe what Master said! But this bowl of soba... smells really good and looks good. didn't expect this donor Shen to have such craftsmanship.

A bowl of soba aroused the host's talk. The old lady recounted the various noodles she had eaten. "The sheep soup houto in the northwest should be eaten with a lot of pepper, and it is good to eat it until the temples are sweating; It is best to use bird meat fried sauce, served with cucumber shredded coriander; our Chang'an cold scoop is the most refreshing with shrimp or mandarin fish..."

Shen Shaoguang listened with a smile, didn't expect the host to travel to so many places, it's great! The point is, the old lady eats meat... Does that mean that you don't have to stop eating meat when you live here?

In order to make the old lady happy, Shen Shaoguang followed her words.

"What Master Taishi said is very true. Whether the food is good or not varies from time to time, from place to place, and from person to person."

Shen Shaoguang's cooking skills can only be regarded as third-rate, but his comments are a matter of housekeeping. He smiled at the moment, "Eating cold in the twelfth lunar month, no matter how beautiful it is, it will be less refreshing. It is too strong, and eating green water chestnut soup cake in the northwest is slightly bland, and this varies from place to place; scholars and officials eat cold scouring, and they feel refreshing when they are served with mandarin fish. Layers of hog meat are fragrant and flavorful, and this varies from person to person."

A few words will be elevated to a theoretical level.

The host teacher Tai clasped his palms and laughed, "Wonderful! I have never said it so thoroughly. What we said today is enough to write a "Book of Bread"."

Shen Shaoguang interjected: "The food and drink scriptures are not like Shitai, who has traveled thousands of mountains and rivers and tasted all kinds of ups and downs. If you write the "Bing Jing", I would like to make paper and grind ink for Shitai."

Then he added another sentence, "Lu Chushi already has "The Book of Tea", and if Shitai writes "The Book of Bread" again, this is really a blessing for those who love to eat and drink."

Hearing Shen Shaoguang compare himself with Lu Yu, Shi Tai laughed more and more happily, this child really can speak. The host just said that the "Bing Jing" was just a casual mention, and it was really a bit of such a vulgar fun after being pushed, why don't you just write it and read it? Otherwise, I will really live up to the mountains and rivers that I have walked through and the delicious food I have eaten.

Jing Qing smiled half helplessly and half indulgently. Master has no other preferences, so he just stutters. However, as Master said, the disciples did not grow this "wisdom root", and this time I finally met a bosom friend...

Not long after Shen Shaoguang went back, Jingqing brought the eight-character eyebrows to the guest, Jingci, and each of them brought a pot of flowers over. A pot of peony and a pot of jasmine are all blooming just right.

Jingqing smiled and said, "Master is waiting for me to send two pots of flowers to the donor to add some fragrance."

Shen Shaoguang knew that this was a return gift for the bowl of noodles, and hurriedly expressed his gratitude. After saying a few more polite words, Fang sent Erni out.

"Senior sister, even if this lady Shen was born in the Shen family in Luoxia, she is still a dead branch of the Shen family. She has fallen into disrepair. Why is the host so polite?" There is not even a servant, so it can be seen that he is really poor.

It's hard to say that Master is greedy, it's all the fate of a bowl of noodles, Jingqing can only excuse Master's mercy.

Jingci shook her head disapprovingly, it was really nice to have a good surname.

After settling in this Chongxian Square Guangming Nunnery, Shen Shaoguang started his own catering business plan.

The first step is careful market research. I've seen it roughly before, but if I really want to start doing it, "rough" is not enough.

In the nunnery, Donny got up because the first morning drum sounded because he was going to have a morning lesson. Although Shen Shaoguang didn't do morning classes, he got up early, washed and cleaned up, and went out with a few pennies.

It was still early, and there were not many people on the street. Only three or two restaurants opened. From a distance, you could see the fire of the roasted sesame pancakes and smell the aroma of sesame seeds.

The baker was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't know what time he got up. He had already baked two ovens of cakes and put them in a bamboo basket, covered with a thin quilt.

Seeing Shen Shaoguang's face, and a young lady who came to buy cakes at this hour, she couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows.

The young baker's ears were a little red, and he quickly wiped his hands on his apron, took out a cake from the basket and handed it to her.

Shen Shaoguang took a bite while it was hot, the skin was crispy, the flesh was soft, and it was delicious with salt and pepper. Such a cake is only sold for three yuan, and it really makes a lot of money.

Not far away there is another hoto seller who has boiled water to prepare.

Further ahead, there is a larger restaurant. Shen Shaoguang went in and saw that there were about 20 food cases, and there were food signs hanging on the counter, which wrote mutton steamed cakes, Gulouzi, candied dates fragrant rice porridge, mutton soup cakes and so on.

There were only two diners in the store. Shen Shaoguang picked up the food table next to him and sat down. He bought a bowl of mutton soup, and broke the hu cakes he bought before and soaked them in the soup to eat.

There are only three or five pieces of mutton in the soup. The taste of the soup is very thick. People who love it will say it is fragrant, and people who don't love it may think it is too stinky. Such a bowl of soup costs ten cents.

After drinking the soup, Shen Shaoguang came to the front of the square after walking down the small streets. Here, didn't go back to the nunnery until the gate was opened and the curfew was officially lifted.

It came out again on the second day and the third day, with a similar itinerary, but the choice of food was different.

After the inspection was over, finally made up mind, that is, to buy things, buy ingredients, and almost spend all the savings.

The author has something to say: soo cakes are roughly equivalent to noodles.