Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

"Auntie, second brother, do you want to make your restaurant the best restaurant in the world?" Yang Ling's words are pure nonsense. Who doesn't want their own industry to be the best?

"Does my nephew have any good ideas?" Mrs. Xiao asked curiously.

"Auntie, what do you think is the most important thing in running a good restaurant?" Yang Ling asked.

"I know this, of course the food is good, the wine is good and there are more people!" Little Pineapple learned to answer quickly.

"Second brother is right," Yang Ling nodded slightly: "But the last point is that there are many people. Although it has the effect of connections, the real effect is good food and good wine. Generally, guests can come more often depending on the host's face.

Those who really make up the bulk are repeat customers. Now that we have good wine, the rest depends on the dishes."

"My nephew is right. For example, Julou in Beijing serves roasted lamb. Their lamb is golden and crispy on the outside, but melts in your mouth without the fishy smell of lamb. Even my family loves it when paired with spices from the Western Regions.

Food." Mrs. Xiao thought for a while and said.

"No matter how famous his family's roast lamb is, there is always only one dish. Have you ever thought about how to make ordinary family dishes into something they have never eaten or even seen before?" Yang Ling said with a smile.

"To tell you the truth, my restaurant doesn't have any good chefs, let alone ingenious special dishes." Mrs. Xiao was embarrassed.

"Auntie, have you ever heard of stir-fry?" Yang Ling asked.

Mrs. Xiao shook her head, and Young Master Yang Ling had to explain the principle of cooking again. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xiao smiled and shook her head and said: "My nephew's idea is good, but have you ever thought about it? According to what you said

, which requires a large amount of grease

, Like us officials, it is easy to say that the imperial court buys many cattle and sheep through the mutual market every year, and then distributes mutton oil to us. Most people can only eat lard, and further down, they can only buy a little lard during festivals.

Used to worship ancestors."

"Of course I know this, but auntie, although this animal fat tastes delicious, it can easily cause high blood pressure." Yang Ling interrupted Mrs. Xiao and said.

"What three highs?"

Yang Ling slapped her head and looked at me, what modern words are you using at this time? Yang Ling smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about asking for oil from the crops?"

"There is also oil in the crops?" Little Pineapple asked curiously.

"Yes!" Yang Ling affirmed: "Not only is there oil, but the oil in the crops is healthier."

"But which crops contain oil, and how to get the oil?" Little Pineapple asked again.

Yang Ling first picked up a handful of cabbage sprouts with chopsticks, then picked up a piece of tofu and gave it to Little Pineapple and said, "Second brother often eats these, why are we still asking?"

"Third brother, don't make fun of me. How can there be oil in this?" The little pineapple was chewed in his mouth and said, "I can't taste the oil in it."

"Of course the oil won't come out of thin air. I still have some things to think about, but if Auntie doesn't mind, how about I cook some stir-fries for everyone to try tonight?" Yang Ling said to Mrs. Xiao with a smile.

: "By the way, please prepare a few pieces of pork, preferably fat and thin. I like it very much."

"Hey, why bother eating something pickled like pork? There are mutton and fresh fish in the kitchen. A few days ago, your uncle brought back a large piece of old cow that someone else had just slaughtered and put it in the icehouse to freeze. You

If you want to eat meat, just eat these. If you let others know that I serve you pork, you will be blamed to death." Mrs. Xiao waved her hand.

"It's okay, I just like to eat pork. Besides, we just close the door and eat it by ourselves, who will let anyone see it?" Just kidding, the Chinese in later generations can make flowers out of a pig from the inside out.

, even the most useless pig skin can be made into skin jelly, it is rich in collagen and is good for the skin.

After lunch, Yang Ling suggested going shopping. Of course, Little Pineapple also wanted to go out and have some fun. The two naturally hit it off, but Mrs. Xiao was still worried and sent two more generals to follow her.

Shopping is of course only for women, but Yang Ling hasn’t had a deep understanding of the customs and customs of this era since time travel. Those in later generations who talk about imitating ancient architectural styles and folk customs and original ecology cannot be believed. Because this is the capital city,

At the feet of the Emperor, the most virtuous place, the people's lives are much better, and the shops and restaurants on the streets are close to each other.

, colorful flags fluttering in the wind, and there are also hawkers hawking along the street, those who perform tricks, those who hold big tops, and those selling Shiquan Dabu Pills, all kinds of people, and the noise is endless. To be honest, Yang Ling and Xiao

Pineapple was dressed modestly and flamboyantly, and there was no one around him to protect him. He was raped by several waves of thieves, but he was discovered by the two generals before he even got close.

"What's your bodyguard's background? He's too cool. If he doesn't wear a black suit and black sunglasses, it's really not worth his job." Yang Ling poked the little pineapple and asked.

"What bodyguard? That's my family's general. He's uneducated and really scary!" Little Pineapple said with disdain.

"Family Jong? I know Mahjong. How did you become your family's bodyguard?" Yang Ling asked.

"Alas!" Little Pineapple sighed and stroked his forehead: "The ancestors of these people were my ancestor's personal soldiers. Later, my ancestor was granted the title of Duke, and these people joined my family and became generals. After this, our family is multiplying.

, they are also multiplying,

Some of them became the treasurers or accountants of my family's property, some became the stewards of my family's manor, some were responsible for purchasing goods across the country, and some began to practice martial arts at a very young age as a guard.

use."

"Tch, he's not still a bodyguard, that's another way of putting it." Yang Ling said disdainfully.

"You can't say that. Ordinary bodyguards or nursing homes are just for hire. They are different. If our Chen Guogong Mansion is regarded as a tree, there is no doubt that my Xiao family is the trunk of the tree, and these people are the branches and leaves of the tree.

Without them, my Xiao family would be nothing, and they are also part of Chen Guogong's mansion." Little Pineapple explained again.

As the two were walking, they suddenly came to a lively market. Yang Ling took a closer look and saw that not far away, a group of people were watching inhumanely. This is a fine tradition passed down in China for thousands of years.

Seeing that the group of people surrounded the three floors inside and three outside, it must be very lively, Yang Ling excitedly pulled Little Pineapple forward.

Thanks to Little Pineapple's fat body, which only aroused dissatisfied cries from around, the two of them squeezed in easily, but what they saw was that the person in front of them was covered with a straw mat and looked like a dead person. What was there to watch, Yang Ling didn't understand.

Kneeling next to her was a petite-looking little girl, wearing patched burlap clothes, with a straw stuck in her messy hair, and a

On the small black face, only the eyes like black gems looked at the crowd in front of them indifferently. The small black hands were tightly holding a thin little boy. The boy was only five or six years old and very thin.

It was also a black mass with a straw stuck on its head. The boy held half a shriveled bun in his little hand and handed it to the girl's mouth and said: "Sister, eat it!"

Hearing her brother's voice, the little girl regained her composure and said with a forced smile: "My brother is eating, my sister is not hungry."

Yang Ling poked the little pineapple and said, "What are you doing?"

Little Pineapple sighed and said: "What are you thinking about? They all have straws in their heads. Of course they are selling themselves, as if to bury their mothers."

"They didn't tell me, how would I know?" Yang Ling smiled softly.

"Didn't you see that they have straws on their heads? This means that they are selling themselves by inserting stickers. The poor people are illiterate, so this is how they express themselves."

I even put in the bid to sell the first one. Guan Yu's lines in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" came from here. How did I know this? But Yang Ling in later generations has seen too many such scams and was defrauded of a few dollars. He is obviously a pitiful person.

Such a dirty beggar, you can see him getting into a Mercedes Benz if you turn around.

Walking away in a hurry, this makes the diaos on the bus feel very embarrassed. Although the money is not much, the feeling of being cheated is not so good, so Yang Ling's mentality is even more dismissive of the situation in front of him. "No.

Could he be a liar?" Yang Ling secretly said to Little Pineapple.

Before Little Pineapple said anything, Yang Ling's chuckle angered the little girl underground. She raised her head and stared at Yang Ling with eyes like a little wolf and said fiercely: "Master, my mother is gone. Although I am young,

But I also know filial piety, and I will never take things like my mother's death and carry my mother's body to deceive others. I don't dare to expect that the young master will buy us, but I also ask the young master not to insult us. I only sell myself, but I will not sell.

Lose my dignity."

Little Pineapple shook his fat hand and said, "You misunderstood. My brother doesn't have any bad intentions. He really doesn't have any bad intentions. He just said what he thought of. He definitely didn't mean to insult your family."

If Yang Ling had only thought that Little Pineapple was a bit messy, a little bit naughty, and a little filial before, then Little Pineapple at this moment gave Yang Ling another feeling, that is, he knew how to respect. Yang Ling thought about it and it seemed that Little Pineapple had never been in her.

insulted in front of

No one has ever bullied anyone based on his status. Maybe it is because of his family tradition, but such quality is commendable. If Yang Ling had some thoughts of taking advantage of the little pineapple before, now Yang Ling really feels that he can be his brother for life.

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The little girl's eyes hurt Yang Ling's heart. What had happened to her? She had been corrupted by the dirty atmosphere of modern times, but she seemed to have gradually lost sight of her original innocent heart and began to distrust people. Yang Ling bent down and said sincerely

He said to the little girl: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. If there is anything presumptuous, please forgive me!"