frightfiction Chapter 924: I bought someone so I don’t have to do it myself
Chapter 924: I bought someone so I don’t have to do it myself
She wandered around the streets for several days. There was no convenience food in that era. There was no inn along the way to the capital, and they had to eat dry biscuits.
Fortunately, there was some food in Gu Yao's space, so she could eat hot steamed buns.
There are also snacks like buns and bread.
She couldn't sleep, so she got up immediately.
Light the oil lamp, take out paper and pen, and write and draw.
Xiao Zhen on the roof always felt that this scene was very familiar, but it was indeed the first time he saw this woman.
So I didn't say anything else.
Gu Yao kept writing and drawing for several hours. At midnight, she finally couldn't take it anymore, so she lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
I was awakened by the aroma of steamed buns before I even got up in the morning.
My stomach also started growling.
Gu Yao stretched and yawned.
"Tiantian, Tiantian." Gu Yao called out twice in the room.
Soon Mao Tiantian walked in from outside.
"Miss, you're awake. We're having steamed buns and soup dumplings this morning. Uncle Fan just made them. They're still hot. Miss, would you like to get up and eat now?" Mao Tiantian looked at the young lady.
"Well, help me get a set of clothes from the closet and I'll put them on." Gu Yao was too lazy to move.
"Miss, there are aqua blue, lotus pink, milky white, and filigree. Which one would you like to wear?" Mao Tiantian looked at the lady's clothes and thought they all looked good.
"Take out the milky white suit. I'll wear this." Gu Yao thought that Xiao Zaiye had only been away from her for more than two months. Wearing plain clothes for at least three years would be considered to be doing justice to Xiao Zaiye.
"Okay, miss." Mao Tiantian helped Gu Yao put on the complicated ancient costume, washed up in the inner room, and then came out.
"Miss, breakfast is already in the living room. Can we eat here directly?"
"Well, I'll eat my breakfast here from now on. If there are guests, please go to the living room to eat." Gu Yao said lightly.
It doesn't matter how she does it.
Gu Yao picked up a steamed dumpling, a soup dumpling. She wanted to use a straw, but there was none. She could only eat it slowly using a small bowl.
The taste is purer than the buns we eat in later generations. I don’t know if it’s because the ingredients are fresher now, or because industrialization in later generations is too serious, causing the taste of various polluted ingredients to change.
"It tastes good. It would be even better if there were crab roe buns. However, this is inland and there is no sea or rivers to raise crabs. It's a pity." Gu Yao murmured.
Fan Wu, who was outside, brought over some snacks and heard the young lady's conversation.
"Miss, I can make crab roe buns, but we are in the north and we don't have the ingredients, so it is really difficult to make them." Fan Wu smiled awkwardly.
"Well, I know. Just use your cooking skills to cook whatever you think is convenient and delicious. I just ate it before and suddenly remembered it." Gu Yao said with a smile.
She had eaten everything, but she was disappointed with the simplicity of the ingredients of this era.
However, if the ingredients are simple and there is a good chef, the taste of the simple ingredients will be different.
The taste of Fan Wu’s cooking method is better than that of many other people, and more to Gu Yao’s taste than that of many restaurants.
Gu Yao tapped the table: "Uncle Fan, I have a question for you."
Fan Wu nodded and said, "Miss, just ask whatever you want to ask. I will tell you everything I know."
Gu Yao's fingers continued tapping on the table, and each tap seemed to hit people's heart.
“Can you cook pasta?”
"I can make noodles, hollow noodles, fish noodles, and meat dumpling skins. Each type of noodles is prepared differently and tastes different." Fan Wu briefly explained the method of making noodles.
Gu Yao's mouth corners gradually rose: "Can you make hollow noodles?"
She couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.
"Yes, miss, my family used to run a small restaurant, and we just wanted to make ends meet. Now I'm all alone and have to sell myself. Now I follow you, miss, and I can cook for you every day. I'm already very satisfied." Fan Wu looked at Gu Yao gratefully.
"Can you make noodles for me at noon? The hollow noodles you mentioned. Can I watch you make it?" Gu Yao knew how to make other kinds of noodles, but she didn't know how to make hollow noodles.
Nowadays, people eat fresh noodles, so Gu Yao set her sights on the dry noodles business.
If Fan Wu could make hollow noodles, then they would have another new product in their dry noodle business.
What she wants to do now is to do business with people who are on the road for a long time.
With such a large base across the country, as long as there is business, it can be successful.
There are also various instant noodles and fried instant noodles.
The cost is low and the profit is considerable.
There was a barely perceptible excitement in the corners of her eyes.
OK, if there is someone at home who knows how to make pasta, with a little guidance, it will be easy to make other varieties.
"Okay, miss. I just bought some refined white flour early in the morning. I will make you some refined white flour. It's also quick to make hollow noodles. Don't worry." Fan Wu said with a smile.
"Then let me try Uncle Fan's noodle making skills." Gu Yao said with a faint smile.
"I will definitely not let the lady down." Fan Wu was very confident.
He has been running a restaurant for many years and grew up in a restaurant. He is very familiar with southern noodles. Whether he is making noodles or other meals, they are all firmly engraved in his mind.
Gu Yao nodded.
Gu Yao had never figured out how to make hollow noodles. She didn't know what method to use to make them hollow. After watching Fan Wu make them, she still didn't understand.
The eyes have learned it, but the hands haven't.
She even tried it herself but still couldn't learn it.
What they know is different, so there is no need to force myself to continue learning.
Even if there is no hollow noodles, the process of making other noodles is the same.
Gu Yao asked him to make more and dry the remaining noodles on the rack while the weather was good.
She found some sticks and set them up.
Drying is very convenient.
The weather was good and the noodles were thin. In less than an hour, when Gu Yao reached out to touch them, the noodles had already dried up.
In the evening, Gu Yao took out the noodles, asked Fan Wu to boil water, and put the dried noodles in the pot to cook.
After it was cooked, everyone shared it.
Sure enough, the taste is not much different from when it was freshly made and it is very delicious.
The rich wheat aroma fills the entire mouth.
Gu Yao nodded: "Yes, if you make this noodles for a whole day, how much can you make?"
She approved of Fan Wu's noodle-making skills.
"Ah, this, this old servant can keep making it. It is no problem to make 200 kilograms. However, even if this thing can be stored, there is no need to make so much in one day, right?" He suddenly thought of something. Could it be that the master wanted to sell noodles?