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Chapter 141 Bone Broth

Li Qiniang brought out a can of salt. If you want to add salt, she put a few pieces of salt and said while putting it on: "You can only have the strength to work with some salt. In the future, if you want to drink hot water and eat some salt, come to our shop, you don't have any money."

Wen Xiu felt distressed when she looked at it. Salt was very expensive. The one she worked in the past had no worries about food and drink. In this way, the mother-in-law of that family had to put the salt candy jar in her house and take it out when cooking. She also watched from the side for fear of putting too much.

Li Qiniang didn't feel sorry for her. At night, she not only turned a large pot of hot water into two large pots, but also poured more than a dozen eggs into it, sprinkled with green onion, added salt, poured a few drops of sesame oil, and made two large pots of egg soup.

It was also for free. If there was a greedy person, he would scoop the second bowl after drinking one bowl. The people of Li Shiji saw it and didn't say it out loud. Instead, they were discovered by the civilians. This sentence and that mouth cursed the greedy person so much that they spurted their heads. He took the bowl and ran away and didn't dare to come over.

Although there are only one or two wisps of egg flowers in a bowl of hot soup, in the end, there is clear soup, and there is not even egg flowers, but the villagers are very content. Even if there are some people who want to complain, they dare not say it. What else do you want to do if you give it for nothing?

The next day, Li Shiji was prepared and stewed chicken, duck, and pork bones early in the morning. These bones were picked overnight and clean, so they could only be used to stew bone soup.

Although there was not even a little meat star, the fragrance of bone soup was floating on the construction site throughout the morning.

At noon, the villagers came over to ask if there was any free egg soup. Li Qiniang shouted: "There is no egg soup today, only bone soup, one bowl for each person, until you finish drinking it, you don't have any money!"

No money, no money for bone soup!

Someone rushed up to grab it, and Dazhuang and Daniu each took a long wooden strip that they found on the construction site, blocking the people outside.

"Line, come one by one, no one will be there if they don't line up."

"If you don't agree, please ask the official to reason with him!"

The construction site where the city wall is built is different from other places. After half an hour, officials and civilians patrol. Even the small officials who shouted were all unreliable officials in the Ministry of Works.

What's more, in addition to the officers and soldiers, there are also eunuchs here.

Although those people lack two taels of meat in their crotch, they are the most difficult people here to mess with. Of course, they are also officials, eunuchs, and some of them have grades.

Therefore, on this construction site, except for the civil servants and the chefs, everyone else is an official. All the big and small, and those who are not in the market are all officials.

The words of Dazhuang and Daniu are particularly effective. No matter how attractive the bone soup is, the villagers can only queue up in a regular manner.

Later, even the managers on the construction site and the eunuchs who were taking small steps came over. Of course, they ate differently, including braised pork cubes and rice, diced pork noodles, and a bite of the big bones of the meat.

In the evening, the Fan family finally released them.

It can be seen from the naked eye, one is more haggard than the other.

Yan Xuehuai is right, they have suffered a lot in the past two days.

Wei Xiaofu wanted to give the people from the Ministry of Works, and the killing stick hit Fan Ji.

Fortunately, the business has not been lost and the shop can continue to be opened.

Fan Ji's people saw a long queue here from afar. When they got closer, they realized that they were queuing up to drink soup.

Free soup.

Old Man Fan hurriedly asked his nephew to inquire. After asking, he found out that yesterday it was egg soup and today it was big bone soup. The boss of Li Shiji said that Li Shiji was on the construction site for one day, and the soup would be in vain.

The nephew of the Fan family was very dissatisfied and said to the old man Fan: "Uncle, we will make soup tomorrow, and that big bone soup won't cost much, so we will give it for free."

Old Man Fan glanced at his nephew: "Well, after the folks drink Li Shiji's soup, come and drink ours. Fill them with water. I think no one can do this business."

My nephew, the second monk, couldn't figure it out. His uncle had seen the world, and he couldn't understand what he said.

The Fan family looked here from afar and whispered, and Li Qiniang saw it all.

If the Fan family wants to go back to their shop, they have to go through Li Shiji.

When they approached, Uncle Xin greeted him and said to Old Man Fan: "Brother, you haven't had dinner yet. You have a cold pot and a stove in your shop, and you still have to cook it now. If you don't dislike it, just eat it with us."

Old Man Fan didn't expect that Li Shiji's people were so enthusiastic and wanted to make friends, but when he looked at his own bunch of boys, he said embarrassedly: "We have a lot of people, so I won't bother you anymore. Go home and eat."

"It's not bothering, it's nothing good, it's rice, but some are hot soup, which gets colder and colder this day. Take a sip of hot soup to warm your body."

Old Man Fan hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, and walked into Lishi Shop with his sons and nephews.

The shop is a place designated by the Ministry of Works, just so big that Old Man Fan could see Li Qiniang sitting on the top of her head at a glance.

Old Man Fan was stunned, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, but he was thinking in his heart that this should be the boss’s wife of Li Shiji.

During the two days when Fan Jipan's stove, Li Shiji was also on the stove. The men of the Fan family talked to the boss of Li Shiji, and knew that Li Shiji's boss was a woman. She drove Li Shiji in the old capital.

But Old Man Fan didn't expect that the boss lady of Li Shiji looked very much like a person he knew.

Or, he knows others, but they don’t know him.

Seeing Old Man Fan staring at her, Li Qiniang smiled heartily and bowed to Old Man Fan like a man: "Old Man Fan, please sit down quickly."

Only then did Old Man Fan realize his incompetence and quickly returned the favor: "Boss Li, you are polite. I have disturbed me and the children. Please forgive me."

Li Qiniang smiled and said, "You old lady is kind. As the saying goes, distant relatives are worse than close neighbors. How can you disturb me? It's just taking care of each other."

Old Man Fan stroked his hands: "Boss Li said this too correctly, he is to take care of each other and take care of each other."

After a meal, the people from the two shops knew each other.

Old Man Fan is named Fan Wubing, specializing in Shandong cuisine and is a master of Shandong cuisine chef Han’s family.

The Han family had an imperial chef during the reign of Emperor Taizong and Emperor Gaozong. After Emperor Gaozong passed away, the Empress Dowager Taizong did not like Shandong cuisine, and no one in the Han family entered the palace to serve as a chef again.

However, there are still people who recognize the name of the Han family's imperial chef. Many wealthy families like to invite the Han family's descendants to the mansion to serve as chefs.

Fan Wubing has also worked as a chef in a wealthy family for many years. He retired and returned home two years ago. He originally wanted to pass on his cooking skills to his nephews, but after teaching them, none of them had aura.

The Fan family is poor. Although Fan Wubing saved some money, he had no more money to marry his sons and could not afford to open a big restaurant, so he could only open a snack shop.

Later, the whole family fled to Xinjing. With his detailed connections in his early years, Fan Wubing was able to bring his children and nephews to open a shop on the construction site.
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