I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating

Ji Zhao blinked curiously, "Second Brother You, is there a customer in the restaurant who ordered roasted whole lamb?"

Roasted whole lamb is an authentic northwestern dish, and it is not difficult to make, but to make a delicious roasted whole lamb, the requirements for tools are relatively high; in addition to the special iron frame, the requirements for charcoal fire are also high.

After Shen Dalang brought the pen and paper, Ji Zhao pondered for a moment, and then made all the oven grills, "By the way, Brother You, if you use high-quality fruit charcoal, the roasted lamb will be more fragrant. "

"Okay!" Shopkeeper You Er wrote down her requests one by one.

Finally, he smiled softly, "In half a month, it will be the sixty-sixth birthday of the old lady of the county yamen. That old lady Ma, whose ancestors are from the Northwest, yesterday an old housekeeper from the Ma mansion came to the door in person. Hongxing Restaurant has ordered this roasted whole lamb."

"Originally, I wanted to reject this business, but the shopkeeper said that the Ma family is not easy to offend, so he said something clever and asked them to give us three days. Let's help to ask if there is anyone who can make roasts. Quanyang's Northwest cook."

Shopkeeper You Er said with a smile on his face, "It's just that I didn't expect you, A Tao, to cook whole roasted lamb. It's really surprising!"

"I...I will try my best." Ji Zhao said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll send a car to pick you up to the county seat after I've prepared the stove and charcoal fire?" Shopkeeper You Er said with a relieved smile, "Then let's make an agreement like this?"

"Okay!" Ji Zhao readily agreed.

Before shopkeeper You Er left, Ji Zhao mentioned by the way that he wanted to find a woman who could take care of pregnant women, and shopkeeper You Er readily agreed.

When noon was approaching, Ji Zhao cooked himself and made a sour noodle soup.

"Hiss..." Smelling the sour smell in the air, Shen Dalang felt like his teeth were about to fall out, "Third siblings, this side smells too sour?"

Ji Zhao smiled softly, and silently handed the bowl of noodles to Mrs. Shen who was full of curiosity.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you try it while it's hot?"

Mrs. Shen took a big mouthful of the soup, which was very sour and refreshing.

"good to eat!"

In the end, Mrs. Shen ate up the big bowl of sour noodle soup!

"Dongmei, are your teeth okay?" Shen Dalang gasped, frowned, and asked curiously.

"It's pretty good!" Mrs. Shen ground her teeth on purpose, "Da Lang, listen, my teeth are fine!"

"A Tao is really amazing, as long as it is a dish made by A Tao, I like to eat it!" Mrs. Shen burped contentedly.

It would be great if Ah Tao would stay in the pastry shop~

Mrs. Shen had some delusional thoughts in her heart.

But she was smart enough not to speak.

Before returning to the village, Ji Zhao brought back all the remaining fermented stinky tofu.

It's just that when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are walking on the long street, pedestrians will consciously avoid them!

After all, the smell coming from them is too stinky!

"Mother? Are you okay?" After leaving the city, Ji Zhao said with some guilt, "The smell of stinky tofu is really bad."

"It's all right, when we get home, we both have to take a good hot bath!" Zhao Lanhua waved her hands indifferently, "Besides, those people don't know how delicious stinky tofu is!"

"Mother, I plan to set up a stall in the county to sell stinky tofu, do you think it will work?" Ji Zhao said his thoughts without hesitation, "Didn't I sell a few menus to the restaurant before? There is also some money left, but the money will not change in your hands, if you want to revitalize the money, you have to earn more money."