Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 156 This Is My Ancestral Secret Recipe

The next day Qiu Mei came to Mei Dandan's restaurant first, planning to ask her for help.

"I plan to open a processing factory on the brigade, specializing in the processing of various parts such as chicken feet, chicken legs, and chicken wings. I want to specially hire you as a teacher, and the salary will be settled according to the number of days."

Mei Dandan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that he would specialize in box lunch later on, and he didn't need to make chicken and duck.

To be honest, box lunches are more convenient. It’s nothing more than putting fried vegetables on top of the rice and earning a lot of money.

Chickens and ducks take a long time to process and work harder. When she heard that Qiu Mei was going to set up a breeding farm with other brigades, she was uneasy, thinking how she could handle so many things.

Knowing that Qiu Mei's heart is determined, she felt relieved, and recommended another person to her.

"If you want to say that cooking is okay, anyway, it can do everything, but I can't deal with these things. I will recommend you an aunt who lives in the same building with my family. It is said that the ancestors specialize in making lo-mei. Every time the pot is boiled Ghosts and wolves were howling in the corridors, and the children next door were all crying."

Qiu Mei knew that Mei Dandan was not someone who just talked about it, so she asked for the other party's address and went to find her.

After opening the door was a kind-looking aunt, but she was not very happy.

"This is a secret recipe handed down from my family, how can I pass it on to others casually, then am I sorry to my ancestors?"

Qiu Mei was about to speak to persuade her when she heard the aunt say three more words.

"You have to pay more."

Qiu Mei: "..."

The ancestors said that they are too filial.

After sorting out her mentality, Qiu Mei asked the aunt, "What price do you plan to ask for?"

The aunt put up two fingers, and Qiu Mei asked tentatively, "20 yuan?"

It's almost two months' wages for farm workers.

The aunt shook her head, "Two hundred, the same price."

"It's too expensive." It's like a lion's big mouth, it's worth a lot of people's annual expenses.

Qiu Mei was naturally not happy.

The aunt saw it, and said leisurely: "That's why you were introduced by that girl Dandan. Otherwise, I really don't want to sell this lo-mei recipe. Do you know what my ancestors did?"

Qiu Mei said helplessly: "You can even offer this price, the ancestors must have cooked for the emperor, right?"

She said this jokingly, but the aunt gave her an approving look.

"I was born as an imperial cook, and the group training was passed down in the family, and it was passed down from male to female."

Qiu Mei really wanted to complain about how you learned it, but she was too lazy to continue talking about it with the other party.

"Your price is too high, let me think about it again."

Do you really take yourself for granted?
The aunt took her time and didn't try to persuade Qiu Mei any more, she just went back to the room and took out an enamel cup.

Opening the cup, an indescribable smell came into my nose.

Mixed with the mellowness of the fat and the ultimate fresh fragrance, Qiu Mei couldn't help but take a big sip, her saliva kept secreting like a gurgling stream.

The aunt handed over the chopsticks and smiled at Qiu Mei, "Try it?"

Qiu Mei didn't dare to open her mouth, fearing that she wouldn't be able to contain the saliva inside.

After finally swallowing a mouthful, I picked up half of the pig's trotter in the cup with chopsticks.

I don't know how long it has been marinated, the smooth and tender skin is almost separated from the crispy meat underneath, and the overbearing marinade wraps the pig's trotters to reveal translucent fat, and it seems to melt when you bite your tongue.

The skin slid to the root of the tongue as soon as it was squished, and the remaining meat was full of tenacity connected with the Q-bomb tendons.

After taking this bite, Qiu Mei felt that her lips were soaked in the juice, she had never eaten such a delicious food in her life.

After eating half a piece of pig's trotter, Qiu Mei couldn't bear to spit out even the small bones inside, and bit it gently with her teeth, wishing to suck up the last drop of juice.

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