The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

Shu Yuezhi was taken away by Dongchang Fanzi.

Su Wanwan was turned back to the Jiaofang Division.

"Perhaps he is really a lay disciple who caused disaster because of his appearance. Su Wanwan admitted his mistake and pushed him into the water."

When Mrs. Mingguo heard Shu Yuezhi's cries fading away, she couldn't help but feel pity, "Could she have wronged a good person? She didn't do anything."

Yan Yang was more open-minded than ordinary people and said cautiously: "It is essential to be on guard against others. A person who does not know what an ultimatum is pretending to be a nun is like a spy from an enemy country who has not passed the ultimatum and sneaked into the imperial city."

"Yes, aunt, if she is really innocent, Dongchang's spy investigation capabilities can also clear her name."

Mu Tingxue agreed with her fiancé's handling of the matter.

"I'm fine, don't use any torture." Mrs. Mingguo sat on the couch in the carriage, her legs covered with a large Autumn-colored Money Python mattress, holding a gold-sprinkled Tang Pozi in her hand. Her right foot was frozen stiff. And my right calf gradually became warm.

"All right?"

Yan Yang was very vigilant, "But the fact is, if my son hadn't held your shoulders in time, you would have been pulled into the river by her right now."

How could a cold old woman in her fifties bear the cold river water in early November?

Mother only soaked one foot or half of her leg in it, and it took an hour to slowly recover. The whole person fell in, fearing that his life would be at stake.

Mu Tingxue knew that her future mother-in-law would be so desperate to save "herself", and she felt a little touched in her heart, so she quietly turned her head away.

If it is really a killing game.

I dare not think about what terrible results it will be. The entire Yan family couldn't bear it.

"Okay, I'm here to visit Aze and Wuya today, and try the fresh sauces from the eldest princess' shop." Cui Ming saw that the atmosphere was too solemn, so she smiled and changed the topic, " I heard that there are so many ways to eat this ketchup, and there is even a stall next to the newly opened shop selling...sweet potato chips, which won a lot of praise."

"Ketchup fries."

Mu Tingxue continued, "Cut potatoes into strips, fry them, and dip them in tomato sauce. It's delicious."

A snack made according to the standards of KFC and McDonald's French fries.

"It's actually a snack made from potatoes and tomato sauce." Cui Ming said with high interest, "The taste must be first-class."

What the old lady said is true.

From a modern perspective, the high starch properties of potatoes ensure its taste and the pursuit of sugar by human genes. Deep-fried cooking with tomato sauce satisfies the needs for oil, salt, and sugar intake at the same time. Plus, it has a crispy texture and is not unpalatable at all.

The Imperial City Tomato Sauce Shop is located in the bustling market not far from the other side of the river.

This street is also called Jiangxiang Street.

Many families have made pickles, boiled soybean paste, and brewed vinegar for generations, and even some wine shops are densely opened here. In addition, there are some people who make flatbreads and sell noodles. There are more noodles in the north of Yundu, and there are hundreds of kinds of baked cakes.

It was the Prince Regent's idea to locate the ketchup shop here. He felt that Yundu people like to dip their flatbreads in sauce, and the ketchup noodles are also delicious.

"This business is really good. The queue is very long and the shop is packed with people."

Mrs. Mingguo was filled with admiration. She was surprised to see that one-third of the guests were half-grown children. They were secretly drooling and looking longingly at the window selling ketchup chips.

Many of the children are from the Elementary School of the Imperial College.

Classmates of Zebao and Yabao.

More than a dozen of the children were known to Mrs. Mingguo. They were descendants of noble families. Even her grandson Cui Tiansheng, who was like a demon king playing crickets and fighting dogs, were all mixed in and squeezed into the top five of the team.

Cui Ming heard the heated discussions among the guests around him.

"Does this ketchup really only cost ten taels of silver?"

"The eldest princess is so conscientious. The tomato shop opened by Miss Hou Mensu sold eighty taels a bottle!"

"What a piece of shit noble lady, a black-hearted thing. Her ketchup poisoned people, and she was demoted to an official slave."

"This Imperial City tomato sauce will kill people, right? Forget it, my life is at stake. I might as well go to Caishikou to buy a few kilograms of tomatoes and make tomato and tofu soup at home."

On the first day of opening, several shopkeepers of the ketchup shop loudly advertised there, trying to dispel everyone's doubts and the negative impact of Su Wanwan's previous ketchup food poisoning incident: "Everyone, every step of making ketchup in our shop has gone through The most stringent disinfection, shelf life of one month, safe and non-toxic, feel free to eat!”

High temperature sterilization and medical alcohol disinfection, can it be unclean?

It can be stored for two weeks in summer, and it can be stored for a month when the temperature is low in winter. It will not make the same mistake as the bacterial petri dish.

Mu Tingxue led Yan Yang's mother to the Lanxun elegant room on the second floor and sat down with tea.

She immediately ordered people to bring all kinds of food with tomato sauce. There were twenty boxes of snacks. In addition, there were maids holding freshly cooked tomato meat sauce noodles and a hot pot with tomato base. , place on the table.

"Grandma, look at these crispy hash browns, fried by my grandson himself."

Zebao was like a little adult, holding a snack box in his hands, "My mother taught me to mash the potatoes first, then knead them into cubes, fry them until they are cooked, sprinkle them with salt, insert small bamboo skewers, and dip them in The thick tomato sauce is particularly delicious.”

"Grandma, try the fries."

Ya Bao held up the fresh and crispy yellow fries and handed them over.

Cui Ming smiled from ear to ear as her twin grandchildren looked at them expectantly, feeling warm in her heart: "Okay, they are all good children of grandma."

She held a tomato fries in her left hand and held the bamboo skewer of a hash brown in her right hand.

Enjoy eating.

"Wow, it's really delicious, crispy and sweet."

The old lady narrowed her eyes in pleasure, immersed in the joy of junk food and unable to extricate herself.

French fries, potato chips, hash browns, and ketchup successfully conquered another world.

Ancient people lacked oil, salt, and sugar, and most of them had poor physical fitness. They were malnourished, dark, thin, and short. Many poor people on the street outside, adult men who could reach a height of more than 1.6 meters, were considered strong men.

Mu Tingxue consoled herself. French fries and ketchup should not be called junk food to modern people, but rather a high-energy supplement.

"This ketchup costs ten taels a jar. It's too cheap. Will I lose money?"

Cui Ming couldn't help but worry while eating snacks made with tomato sauce.

"It's not expensive. When more farmers grow potatoes and tomatoes in the future, the price will drop further."

Mu Tingxue's goal is to allow Yunhuang people to achieve ketchup freedom in five to ten years.

To achieve this, we must achieve self-sufficiency in staple food, and a large amount of extra potatoes can be used to make snacks.

The economic base determines the superstructure. At present, only noble families can afford ketchup and sugar.

"The shop belongs to you, and you control the price." Cui Ming will not interfere with this. Not only will she not care about it, she also plans to hand over the Yan family's property to her for management when the eldest princess gets married. She calls this home.