Mind reading, the emperor saw my fist hard

"Young Master, my Linglong Pavilion is also available!"

A short and fat shopkeeper standing outside the crowd jumped up.

"Young Master, and my Yue Lai Restaurant."

"Young Master, I can also do Jing Tingxuan."

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Giving away recipes, such a good thing, where could you find it? All the restaurants on Zhuque Street were in a commotion.

"Okay! It's all right. As long as you are willing to have this tofu banquet today, I will give you the recipe."

The owner of Zhuangyuanlou was almost crying.

"Young Master...you said you would give me the recipe of Zhuangyuanlou."

"Why are you worried? The recipes are all the same. What's going to be tested next is your cooking skills."

Speaking of the owner of Zhuangyuanlou, there is nothing to be afraid of. The reason why his Zhuangyuanlou can stand out in the capital is not only due to the reputation of King Xun.

"Young Master, don't worry, I will definitely take the first prize today."

"Hey! Tofu seller, I want your tofu. Go get all the tofu sellers to come to Zhuque Street."

"coming!"

"Okay, now I'll read the menu, and everyone can remember as much as they can."

"Little boss."

A man who looked like a scholar followed the restaurant owner and called Xu Jinyu "Little Master".

“Can we use this recipe?”

"Yes, you can write it down and sell it for money."

coax!

The door of the calligraphy and painting shop was almost broken by the crowd.

The owner of a writing instrument shop stood on his counter and shouted, "Our boss has said that we will give away writing instruments for free today, but please make a copy of the recipes you wrote down for us."

"no problem!"

Seeing everyone like this, Xu Jinyu directly moved a table from the Zhuangyuan Building and stood on it.

"Find some paper and pen. I'll read the recipe now."

"Let's start with the simplest one, Mapo Tofu."

Before the menu was even read out, Xu Jinyu couldn't help but drool.

"Prepare tofu, bean paste, soy sauce, onion, ginger, garlic, minced meat..."

"Little Master, what is bean paste?"

"It's a paste made from beans. If they don't have it, they can just find something else to replace it."

"Next dish, crucian carp and tofu soup."

"Next one`````"

This time it was Wei An's turn to stand on the table.

Wei An stood on the table, and his first action was the same as Xu Jinyu's: swallowing his saliva.

He has been stuck in Daqian for more than ten years, and he has been longing for modern meals day and night. In the past, he was busy running around, but now he can finally eat something familiar.

"I'm going to make a dish called tofu dipped in water. This is the simplest one. Cut the tofu into slices and boil it..."

"Next dish, ham, cabbage and tofu stew..."

"Next dish, stuffed tofu with meat..."

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Every time he said this, cheers as loud as mountains rang out on Zhuque Street.

No matter they were wealthy families, merchants, ordinary people, or even servants of some aristocratic families, they were quietly hiding in the crowd.

He kept recording the recipes with his pen.

"Your Majesty, Xu Jinyu is trying to win people's hearts!"

An old man said with great sorrow.

Xu Jinyu is trying to buy people's hearts? Don't be ridiculous!

Emperor Xuan did not believe a word of the old man. Others did this to win people's hearts, but this was definitely not the case with Xu Jinyu.

Maybe the girl was greedy, or maybe she just wanted to treat everyone in the capital to a tofu banquet, but she couldn't bear to spend the money, so she used the recipe to exchange with a restaurant in the capital to make tofu.

Anyway, there seems to be a scale in this girl's heart to measure everything.

In her heart, no matter who she is, she cannot take other people's things for free.

That is immoral or illegal.

Conversely, if you put in something, you must get something in return.

You can't get it for free, just like a while ago, when Xu Jinyu donated grain seeds, but he hadn't given him a reward yet. Xu Jinyu's howling was so loud that all the officials in the capital knew that he was in poor health.

really·····

[Hehehe...Unity is strength. I don't believe that all the restaurants in Beijing combined can't make the tofu I like.]

[Let the people of Daqian experience the cuisine of our great China, and by the way, consume the tofu sent by the people at the door. ]

[Would you like to get the recipe for Wensi Tofu? It looks so fancy, but I have never eaten it. Why don’t you give it a try! ]

very good!

Xu Jinyu did not disappoint her expectations at all. She was greedy and wanted to invite the people of the capital to experience the cuisine of her country and to use up the tofu sent by the people.

Kill three birds with one stone.

Emperor Xuan glanced coldly at the old man just now and said: "Don't talk about Mr. Xu's speculation in front of me in the future."

"My eldest princess does not need to be maliciously speculated. Everything she does is for the betterment of our Daqian."

"Old minister..."

The old man was speechless and retreated in disgrace.

The old man stepped back and the Minister of Revenue came up immediately.

Xu Jinyu is from their account department.

"Your Majesty, do you think the Wensi tofu that Lord Xu mentioned is delicious?"

Emperor Xuan smiled slightly.

"The things that Lord Xu can't forget are either extremely expensive or very delicious. Let's go and join the tofu feast."

"Which restaurant should we go to?"

"Let's go to Zhuangyuan Pavilion, and call Prince Xun and Marquis Qingyang to taste this tofu feast."

"Yes!"

Eunuch Liu beside Emperor Xuan agreed with a smile.

"Call the Jingzhao Yin and ask him to maintain order here, otherwise the stampede that Xu Jinyu mentioned will happen."

"Yes!"

Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing,

"Lao Hei's son rushed home with an empty basket on his shoulder. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Wife! Wife! Dad! Dad!"

The noise was so loud that it called out the neighbors.

"Heidan, your father is grinding tofu, and your wife is helping him. What are you so happy about?"

"The restaurant in the capital is holding a tofu banquet. Everyone can go and eat. It's free!"

"No money? Really?"

"Of course it's true. I came back to call my dad just to have a tofu feast."

"Then I want to go too."

"Everyone go! Everyone go!"

Heidan rushed to the village mill again to look for his family.

Finally, the people of this village rushed to the capital with their families. Heidan and the young people in the village also picked up some freshly made tofu.

In Lao Hei's words: "Tofu banquet, tofu banquet, what is used is tofu. If there is not enough tofu, what's the point of holding a banquet? People don't want money, so we just bring tofu."

As expected, as soon as they arrived at the city gate of Beijing, some restaurants that were in urgent need of tofu took away Heidan and his friends' tofu for one or two taels of silver per load.

But Heidan and the others did not want to be allowed to enter the capital.

It’s not for any other reason, but because the capital city is too crowded, some restaurants directly set up their tables under the city walls.

The country people didn't mind and ate it with great joy.

This is much better than their tofu with only salt.