Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

"Burp! Little sister, they all taste good to me, none of them are too salty or bland, it's just that the quantity is too small." Zhong Laosan burped and said while touching his belly.

"It's delicious, but I just can't tell which one tastes better." Boss Zhong touched his head innocently, causing the little sister to roll her eyes.

Instead, the second sister-in-law said slowly, "Little sister, the first pot tasted a bit too strong of alcohol to me. It would be great if it could be lighter. The second pot tasted a little lighter. The third pot tasted the best. The fourth pot was a little salty." After all, she is a cook, and her tongue is more delicate than others.

Brother Zhong looked at his younger sister and smiled a little embarrassedly, scratching his head and saying, "I like the taste of the first pot. It tastes good with a little bit of alcohol. The fourth pot is not bad either. It's a little salty and goes well with wine and rice."

Mrs. Zhong, Mrs. Zhong and Mother Zhong all thought the third pot tasted the best, while Father Zhong and Brother Zhong just ate until they were full but couldn't explain why. Finally, Zhong Ruyi decided to stew the meat according to the proportions of the third pot.

The juice in the pot has not been poured out yet and is still there. It can be used to mix in the offal that Brother Lu Zhong and his friends bought. The proportion will be based on the spices in the third pot.

The next morning, breakfast was steamed bun porridge. Zhong's mother also took out a few pickled radishes from the jar of pickled cabbage, squeezed out the water, and cut them into cubes to eat with the porridge.

In the yard, the eldest and second sisters-in-law were washing pig offal. After washing up, Zhong Ruyi went over to help. She poured some flour and began to rub it while squatting. Seeing the eldest and second sisters-in-law looking at her in surprise, she explained, "It will be easier to wash if you add flour."

When the two heard this, they hurried to start kneading the dough. Sure enough, it became easier to handle after adding flour. "Little sister, you are so smart!" The eldest sister-in-law praised her, and the second sister-in-law also smiled.

After washing, she prepared to blanch them in the pot. This time she wanted to make one pot spicy and one pot non-spicy, and then ask Zhong's mother and others to take some to share with the neighbor aunt to try.

Zhong Ruyi sat in front of the stove and lit a fire. He put the same spices in two pots, the difference was that one pot had chili peppers and the other did not. He could do the same when he really sold the food. People who liked spicy food could buy the spicy pot, and people who didn't like spicy food could buy the non-spicy one.

Before lunch, Zhong's mother scooped out a few bowls, but didn't fill them up, just a little more than half, and gave them to the aunts next door.

Mother Zhong stood at Aunt Zhao's door and called her. When Aunt Zhao came out and opened the door, she saw Mother Zhong holding a bowl of shiny black and red things. She couldn't help but wonder, "Da Fu's mother, what's in your bowl? It smells so good."

Aunt Zhao opened the door and let Zhong's mother in. "Oh, it's nothing, just some sewage at home."

When she heard that it was offal, Aunt Zhao still had a smile on her face, but she felt a little strange in her heart. She thought a bowl of offal was some kind of treasure, but she said "it's thoughtful", smiling, went into the kitchen, got a bowl, poured the offal in, and returned the bowl that Mother Zhong had brought to her.

Mother Zhong smiled and said, "Aunt Zhao, try this tonight. This is something my daughter made. We all like it."

Aunt Zhao readily agreed and said, "Okay, okay, okay, your daughter has recovered from her illness and will have a promising future. You and your wife can count on her."

After leaving Aunt Zhao's house, Zhong's mother went to see off a few families with whom she had a good relationship.

The aunts were all very polite and enthusiastic, praising Mother Zhong for giving birth to a good daughter. When they took the baby, they said it smelled sweet and asked Mother Zhong to come in and sit down. Mother Zhong declined, saying that she still had work to do at home and they could chat later.

At noon, when everyone went home and ate at the table, Aunt Zhao's daughter was helping in the kitchen, serving dishes and rice. When she opened the cupboard, she saw a bowl of black and red stuff, "Mom, what is this?"

Aunt Zhao reached out and took it out and placed it on the chopping board beside the stove. "Pig offal, it was given to me by your neighbor Aunt Zhong. She said it was made by your sister Ruyi and it's delicious."

Aunt Zhao's daughter Fangniang picked it up and put it under her nose to smell. There was a fragrance, which might be because it was cold and not obvious. But she was more curious about what her mother said was made by Sister Ruyi next door. "Mom, what did Sister Ruyi do?" She pointed to her head with her hand, "Is it ready?"

Aunt Zhao nodded and signaled her daughter to take the food out. Fang Niang was amazed. She didn't expect that Sister Ruyi had been stupid for so many years, but she became normal overnight. It's really unpredictable.

Aunt Zhao's husband and son went to the town to help people work early this morning. They got up early, had breakfast, and set off with dry food. They didn't come back until it was almost dark.

They went to help a family in the town build a house, and the day's wages were about 180 cents, which was much better than working in the fields, as farming depended on the weather.

But building houses is not possible every day. They only go to the town to work and earn some income during the slack season.

At the dinner table, Aunt Zhao's husband looked at today's dishes: a dish of stewed pork with cabbage, a dish of stir-fried vegetables, and a dish of cold cucumber salad. The rice was mixed grain rice and there were some steamed buns.

Aunt Zhao specially made multi-grain rice for them in case they were tired after a day's work. Rice is only served once in a while, so this dish is very good.

Aunt Zhao's husband and son ate without raising their heads. At the end, the eldest grandson yelled that there was no more food. All the meat on the table was for the men. They were tired from work, so they didn't dare to eat much. In the end, there was still not enough food.

Aunt Zhao suddenly remembered that at noon today, Zhong's mother brought over half a bowl of offal. Although offal was not very delicious, it was still a dish. She went into the kitchen and poured another bowl of offal into the pot to heat it up for fear that it would get cold. Once it was heated, the fragrance came out.

When the dish was served, the family members who had not yet eaten were all staring at it eagerly. The grandson Shuisheng directly picked up a piece with chopsticks. It was black, red, shiny, and smelled strangely fragrant.

As soon as he put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up instantly, "Grandma! It's delicious! This is delicious!" After that, he picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into his grandmother's and his mother's bowls. Aunt Zhao also put it in her mouth. It was fragrant, had a meaty taste, and was very chewy, without any fishy smell of pig offal!

After a while, the bowl of pig offal was empty. Aunt Zhong's son even poured the soup in the bowl into the rice and mixed it with rice. It was so delicious!

Finally, while burping and touching his stomach, my grandson Shuisheng was still asking, "Can we eat it tomorrow?" It was so fragrant and delicious.

Everyone else looked at Aunt Zhao, and Fang Niang said that this was not made by our family, but by Sister Ruyi next door. Aunt Zhong sent some over, and everyone was surprised.

Aunt Zhao didn't expect that Zhong Ruyi had such a good cooking skill. How could she suddenly wake up and make such delicious food after being stupid for so many years?

At this time, Aunt Zhao realized that the Zhong family could cook this pig offal so deliciously. The second son and daughter-in-law of the Zhong family were selling food in the town, so they probably wanted to sell it.

Zhong's mother sent the offal to several families, and the same thing happened to other families. After eating it, they were amazed. They didn't expect that the pig's offal could be cooked so deliciously. It was the work of the Zhong family's daughter who had been stupid for many years. Everyone was filled with emotion.

If the Zhong family sells this, then the business should be good. I just don't know how to calculate the price. After eating it once, you will want to eat it a second time. If it is cheap, you can buy it often to eat. If it is expensive, you can eat it once in a while to satisfy your craving.