A Guide to Making a Fortune by Setting up Stalls in the Song Dynasty (Gourmet Food)

The main text is finished, and a few bonus chapters will be updated later. If you want to see what content you want to see, you can leave a comment at the top of the page. In October, "Daily Business of Bianjing Tea Shop" or "Song Niangzi Noodle House" will be opened. The copy is below, please collect it~ ——————Introduction to this article—————— Chef He Mingyu once traveled through time, and the Song Dynasty was filled with talented people, and the country was rich and the people were strong, but she was not very lucky—— Her father died young, her mother was ill, her younger brother was weak and her sister was skinny, and the evil-hearted uncle wanted to tie her up to marry the stupid son of a landlord in three days for a fifty-tael betrothal gift! Looking at the conscienceless uncle and the dilapidated house with leaks from all sides... He Mingyu's eyes darkened: Move! Move now! ! Moving overnight! ! ! The whole family spent all their money and finally squeezed into the back alleys and courtyards of Bianjing City, where they found peace for a while. In order to pay the rent for the second half of the year, He Mingyu rolled up his sleeves and set up a food stall. Steamed buns with cicada wings picked from elm leaves in spring, plum soup with iced fish and lotus root noodles in summer, roasted "cold rabbit" in autumn with burnt jujube black tea, and simmered preserved fish in delicious lamb soup in winter. Hejia stalls are full of delicious food all year round. Seeing that the business is booming, the evil uncle comes after hearing the news and plans to destroy the stall? Angry in her heart, she tried to drive away her strange relatives, from small stalls to restaurants to world-famous chain restaurants. She wanted to carve out a way out of this world! * Xiao Huaiyuan lived in the care of others since he was a child. He studied hard in a cold window and finally achieved fame. After returning to Bianjing, he was shocked to find that his father, who had been "unforgettable in love" with his late mother, already had his wife in the house and his children around his knees. There was no place for him to stand in the huge Xiao Mansion. When he left angrily, his blood rushed to his heart, and he fell to the ground seriously injured. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a shabby room, and a girl was carefully wiping his forehead. This is a person I have never seen before, and a scene I have never seen before: A family of young and old depend on each other, and four people share a mandarin orange with gusto, contentment, and joy. As the fireworks swirled around, the hot steam in the stoneware bowl suddenly made Xiao Huaiyuan's depression suddenly clear, and he realized that what he wanted in this life was just a cup of hot soup reserved for him. Small Theater It is rumored in Dali Temple that the newly promoted Xiao Pingshi is young but cold-faced and taciturn, and can solve cases like a god, which makes people intimidated. Until one day while taking a bath, a colleague on Yiqiao Street was surprised to see Mr. Xiao, known as the "cold-faced Yama", rolling up his sleeves in the fragrant Tonghe Restaurant... Peeling garlic expertly? ! What was even more shocking was that Miss He casually moved a basket of taros over and said angrily: "You're so slow, come and peel them after you've peeled them!" But in their eyes, Xiao Pingshi, who was serious about words and expressions, actually had a gentle look on his face and a smile on his lips: "Okay, you rest first, I'll take care of this." Colleague:! ! ! Who am I, where am I, what do I see? ! ! [Reading Tips] 1. Isolate the Song Dynasty, set up a bunch of private things, don't pay attention~ 2. Food management, the warm life of ordinary people, with emotional lines and micro-group portraits; 3. Market shopkeeper Screenshot of copywriting: 2024.8.17 ————Tea shop pre-collection—————— ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ "The Daily Life of Bianjing Tea Shop" The quirky female protagonist × the nerdy male protagonist Once she traveled through time, Jiang Mingyue was dumbfounded—— A noble daughter of a noble family, no... Even the daughter of the royal family does not have... She has transformed into an only daughter in a poor family, with a useless father and a weak mother. Her only asset is the ancestral teahouse, but now it is so covered with cobwebs that it is so dilapidated that even the signboard is about to fall off. What's even worse is that the stacks of debts are like huge rocks weighing on the family's chest, making it difficult for the whole family to breathe. It seems that the ancestral property is about to be smashed into their hands! ! Jiang Mingyue was stunned: Why is it different from what I imagined? But, come here, roll up your sleeves and just do it: In the twelfth lunar month, we sell pear and osmanthus drinks and red fruit wine; In the summer months, add lychee and lotus dew, or tea to clear away heat and relieve summer heat; But soon, the people of Bianjing discovered that this tea shop was very wonderful: How can osmanthus and milk be roasted to create such a rich aroma? What are those slippery "black pearls" in the tea soup? Not to mention the Longjing glutinous rice dumplings that will make your heart melt at the first bite, the crispy chicken legs with crumbs, and the soft and silky red bean buns... In addition, Xing Mu Pai Chen, the story lines are novel and interesting, and there is also a special Bianjing talk show. From being neglected to being filled with seats, Jiang's teahouse's signboard regained its luster, and Jiang Mingyue became the "refreshment doctor" among others. Seeing that the debt was about to be paid off, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief—— Wait! When did that silent cousin who stayed at home and always studied hard under the lamp become a new scholar? ? From a dilapidated tea shop to the first floor of Bianjing, what she earned was the family fortune. All he wanted was a roof with her. Small Theater One morning, Jiang Mingyue, who had been tossing and turning all night, moved out of the room with her stiff and sore neck in hand. She happened to see Wang Zhan reading books in the courtyard. She gasped and called out: "Cousin, help me rub the side of my neck. I had a stiff neck last night and it hurt so much that I couldn't turn my head." "This... This is not in line with etiquette..." Wang Zhan put down the book and curled his fingers slightly, "If you have a stiff neck, you should ask a doctor for treatment." "The pain is so severe now, how can I wait?" Jiang Mingyue saw that he looked like an old scholar, so she said "tsk" angrily, and simply sat down with her back to him, "Is there anything against the etiquette of wearing clothes? The saint didn't teach you to stick to the etiquette when seeing people in pain? Hurry up!" Wang Zhan was speechless by these words, and his ears were already burning. He finally moved behind her hesitantly, his fingertips hanging half an inch on her shirt, hesitating again and again, and then gently pressed where she pointed. The breeze suddenly picked up, blowing a few strands of untied black hair, passing over his bowed face, like a drop of ink falling on his heart, fainting quietly. ————Noodle shop pre-acceptance—————— ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ "Song Niangzi Noodle House" sister-brother love In Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty, the wharf was very windy, and a woman who was divorced could raise her family openly. There wasn't much left from the dowry, so I just bought a narrow shop next to Hongqiao Pier. The stove was built, the chopping board was newly planed from old wood, and there was a large, polished iron pot. Song Zhiyun's new life started here. Liu Ye Kuan's shaved noodles are paired with soft and delicious meat dumplings, the wide noodles in soup are tough, and the mushrooms and meat are tender; The round noodles are topped with crispy bamboo shoots, a few drops of sesame oil, a spoonful of vinegar, and sprinkled with crispy chopped peanuts. The salty aroma is sweet and sour, refreshing and chewy; There are also Yangchun noodles with a clear soup, thick and chewy lamb soup braised noodles, and thick three-fresh braised noodles with a spoon... Who on the pier has never been to Mrs. Song's noodle shop? The noodles are generous, the soup is thick, the price is fair, and the food is refreshing. The shop was steaming with heat all day long. Wearing a coarse cloth apron, she raised her knife and poured all her old grudges into the boiling noodle soup. Purpose: Only by hard work can we create a better life