Lady Gu 10,000 Years
LG-20
A man in his forties jumped down from the carriage. He called the man “Tuan” and was probably his servant. However, compared to the young and handsome servants, his appearance was too shabby.
However, he was the only one who could talk to the man.
The middle-aged man replied, “I've been wondering. There are no other restaurants nearby. Master hasn't eaten anything all day, so just do it.”
At this moment, Shopkeeper Zhou from White Jade Restaurant also noticed the commotion on the street. Looking at the situation, he knew that a distinguished guest had come, but he did not have the courage to go up and greet him. He just looked at her, praying that she would come to their restaurant.
However, he was disappointed. The man raised his foot and walked towards the Jadeite Pavilion.
Shopkeeper Zhao of the Jade Pavilion straightened his back in an instant and looked at his opponent proudly. He had long heard that the White Jade Restaurant had found someone to buy high-grade refined salt, but so on why? In terms of food and drink in Lotus Flower City, his Jade Pavilion was still the best!
The entourage entered the most elegant room in the Jadeite Pavilion. Not because Shopkeeper Zhao praised himself, but this room was built by the most famous craftsmen in the Capital. Tables and chairs were made of superior yellow pear wood, and precious stones were laid out with the most fashionable jewelry and jade. Even the calligraphy and paintings on the walls were all made by a great ruler of the dynasty. Even if the prince were to come, he would definitely see him.
Unexpectedly, the man did not even lift his eyelids as he walked into the room and sat down.
Shopkeeper Zhao wanted to follow, but the middle-aged man lowered the curtain of beads. The figure of the man was obstructed by the curtain of beads.
Shopkeeper Zhao felt ashamed.
The middle-aged man said, “What good food do you have here? Bring them all.”
After hearing that they wanted to order everything, Shopkeeper Zhao happily left.
Since he was the guest of honor, Shopkeeper Zhao invited the treasure shop—Koki Liu.
Chief Chef Liu cooked striped pork with pickled bamboo shoots with his secret recipe and sauteed a plate of crab eggs that could be considered real. In addition, he also sauteed some palace dishes that look, smell, and taste good. He steamed his best glutinous osmanthus rice lotus root.
Chef Liu is very confident in his culinary skills. After all, this was a dish the Emperor had eaten before. How could ordinary people have such good taste?
Unexpectedly, when the dish was served, the middle-aged man took it out.
The middle-aged man said with disdain, “This is your forte?”
Shopkeeper Zhao was stunned. “I-this is all made by our Chef Liu. He used to be an imperial chef!”
“Change to chefs who are not imperial chefs!” The middle-aged man said frankly.
Chief Chef Liu looked down upon? Shopkeeper Zhao was completely confused, but he still did as he was told. However, the moment he served a table full of new dishes, it was once again rejected.
The middle-aged man did not answer. Instead, he glanced at the White Jade Restaurant and said calmly, “Go and invite the chef.”
Shopkeeper Zhao, “This..”.
The middle-aged man glared at him coldly, and Shopkeeper Zhao felt his scalp numb.
Chef Lu from White Jade Restaurant came over. After Chef Lu saw the dishes the Jadeite Pavilion had made for the guests, he had a rough idea of what to do. When he returned to White Jade Restaurant, he did not make any elaborate dishes but only made a pot of winter goldfish soup.
Winter shoots and crucian goldfish are not bought from the market, but from the little salt-seller girl (Yu Wan).
The ingredients are very fresh, and winter shoots are so tender that water can drip from them. The goldfish was so fat that it could be fried into a paste. The soup pot is cooked in a rich milky white color, and there are no additional condiments. Only a few grains of snowflake salt were sprinkled, and the fish soup umami was completely depleted.
The fish soup was served to the man. The man's tired eyebrows slightly loosened as he smelled the scent of fish and bamboo shoots.
The middle-aged man did not expect the man to react to this pot of fish soup. His eyes lit up immediately. “This soup smells fresh and looks fresher. I wonder how it feels.” With that, the middle-aged man took a spoonful and tasted it for the man. “New! Very fresh! Even fresher than fish soup in our house!”
There are no fancy seasonings, and the flavor of the ingredients remains the same. There is a clear sweet taste of bamboo shoots and the freshness of salted fish meat, but there is not the slightest bitterness in the mouth. It seems they are using rare tribute salt.
The middle-aged man did not care about how a small restaurant could use tribute salt that was not circulated among the general public. He waited for a while, and after confirming that the soup was non-toxic, he took the bowl for the man. “Master, feel.”
The man tasted it.
“How is it?” The middle-aged man asked expectantly.
The man dropped the spoon. “No flavor.”
The middle-aged man sighed.
To be honest, this fish soup was very tasty, but Young Master was not picky. If he says that it has no taste, then it means that he really does not feel it. The Young Master's body was weak when he was young, and he grew drenched in a medicinal pot. Maybe he had eaten too much medicine, but when he tried something else, gradually he could not feel it anymore.
The three meals enjoyed by everyone were extremely painful for the Young Master.
In the middle of the night, Yu Wan finally woke up due to the heat wave. When he woke up, he discovered that Little Bruiser had wet the bed.
Little Bruiser had not wet the bed since he was two years old, but after eating dumplings and drinking three large bowls of water last night, he finally managed to wet the bed.
Yu Wan did not know whether to laugh or cry. He immediately got up to change the bed. Just as he was about to wake Madam Jiang up, he discovered the daring sleeping posture of Madam Jiang.
