Chang’an Peasant Girl

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The porridge has been simmering in the pot, and Xiao Changyi stuffed enough firewood in the stove, which is still burning.

As soon as the clothes were washed, Xiao Changyi and An Jing went into the kitchen for breakfast.

Drinking the steaming rice porridge quietly, the body is warm and the heart is warmer.

Seeing Xiao Changyi peeling eggs for her on the opposite side, her quiet heart was not only warm, but also sweet.

"Xianggong, I don't want to eat egg yolks, the egg yolks choke."

"You won't choke if you break it up and mix it into porridge."

"But then I feel that the porridge will become unpalatable."

"What do you want?"

"I'll give you the egg yolk." With that said, An Jing smiled and put a whole egg yolk into his bowl.

Xiao Changyi didn't laugh, but said seriously: "I'll eat it for you this time, next time you have to eat it yourself." Eggs are for people, and he hopes that she will eat at least one whole egg every day.

Quiet and happy: "Well, next time I will eat by myself."

Xiao Changyi then slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Then, An Jing continued to drink the hot porridge. After drinking it, she stopped and said, "Xiaogong, we need to make a lot of money to support us in spreading the rice."

As soon as Xiao Changyi heard it, she knew that she already had an idea, and asked, "How do you want to make money?"

"I was thinking that the restaurant is quite profitable, and I wanted to open a restaurant to make money, but I didn't want to manage the restaurant, so I thought, should I cooperate with Youbao to open a restaurant."

Xiao Changyi knew that the quiet words had not been finished, so he didn't say anything, and continued to wait for the quiet words to finish.

Quietly took another sip of porridge before continuing: "We make recipes for dishes and seasonings, he does everything else, and he takes care of the restaurant. In the end, the money earned is four or six cents, we are four, he is six, what do you think? ?"

"It works. It's the recipe for this dish and the recipe for seasoning—"

Without waiting for Xiao Changyi to finish speaking, Jing Jing smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about this. Although it's not my original creation, it's all from my world. I'll still do a lot."

"Um."

"If Youbao is unwilling to cooperate with us, then we will open our own restaurant, just like the rice shop, and find a shopkeeper to manage it."

Xiao Changyi didn't nod his head, but said lightly, "He will agree."

Quiet was instantly amused, "Also, he won't miss the opportunity to make money in general."

After taking another sip of porridge, he said quietly: "I don't make any other seasonings, it's the thirteen incense that people in my world commonly use. Thirteen incense is actually a habitual name, and it is actually composed of more than 20 kinds of ingredients. , some of them are spices, some of them are herbs, I used to cook with that stew, it's really fragrant, I'll write a list later, you can buy it back in town, then we'll grind it into powder and mix it together That's it, it's simple."

"Um."

"There are some ingredients here that shouldn't be available, but it doesn't matter. They are all used for seasoning anyway. It doesn't matter if there are few ingredients. You only need to buy back what you can buy, and forget what you can't buy back."

"Um."

As soon as Quiet wrote the list, Xiao Changyi went to the town to buy what was written on the list.

An Jing writes recipes at home.

But she didn't write a lot, so she planned to write eight stories, namely: Buddha Jumps over the Wall, Baiyun Pig's Hand, Four-Star Mochizuki, Bai Zhan Chicken, Steamed Bacon, Dongpo Pork, Mapo Tofu, and Shredded Fish-flavored Pork.

When Xiao Changyi came back from Zhenshan, the An Jingcai recipe was also written, and then the two of them ground the purchased spices and medicinal materials into powder.