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The Chili Oil was supposed to taste best after twenty-four hours, but now it was better than nothing.
Next, she soaked the cubed tofu in salted boiling water, then drained it. The Minced Meat had been marinated earlier. Once the oil was hot, she added Ginger and Garlic to sauté until fragrant, then tossed in the Minced Meat, stirring until it turned white and broke apart. She then added the Chili Oil and cooked it over medium heat until the oil turned red.
She poured in the tofu and mixed everything evenly, adding salt. According to her preference, she didn’t add sugar but instead included half a bowl of water. After mixing in Dark Soy Sauce, she sprinkled Scallions on top just before serving and finished with a dusting of Sichuan Pepper Powder.
Looking at the colorful and aromatic dishes, Xia Muxin couldn’t help but swallow hard. She took a deep breath to calm her urge to sneak a taste.
“What are you doing here?”
“Just checking on your exquisite establishment.”
As she poured out the water used for washing the pot, she vaguely heard an impatient conversation. Frowning, she lifted her gaze and saw two tall figures turning into the kitchen through the back door of the restaurant.
One of them she recognized as the owner of the restaurant. The other wore a black summer robe, with a posture as elegant as a jade tree and movements as swift as the wind, exuding an air of authority that made her feel a sense of pressure just by looking at his back.
Given the impatient voice, he must be tonight's so-called Esteemed Guest. She didn’t dwell on it further and quickly placed another pot on the stove to prepare the next dish.
Finally, when she served the Braised Pork and Braised Pork Hocks from the pot, she thought it was about time to call Uncle Bingzi to bring out the dishes. Following modern dining customs, she served cold dishes first, followed by stir-fried dishes, and finally soup.
As she ladled out the soup, she removed the cloth wrapped around Angelica to create an air of mystery.
Angelica had a remedy for headaches from the Yangming Classic, something she had consumed often in her past life. The braised duck was also a common dish from her hometown, though it had a slightly bitter taste; nonetheless, its effects were quite good.
In the end, she prepared a sweet soup made from Pomelo Pith and Willow Leaf. When it was ready, she added some Honey but removed the Willow Leaf to maintain the soup's appearance.
The pomelo was truly a treasure; while the Noble Family indulged in rich meats and fish all day long, Pomelo Pith could help digest fats, and Willow Leaf was also an edible medicinal herb.
Today's dishes were no exception to being greasy, but with this sweet soup, even if one ate a lot, it wouldn't cause discomfort; rather, it would be beneficial for the health of the two elderly people.
Thinking about the table of dishes worth twenty taels of silver, Xia Muxin couldn't help but smile, completely unaware that the aroma from the kitchen had attracted some helpers lurking at the door.
At that moment, in the most luxurious private room of the tavern, five people were seated.
An elderly man and woman sat at the head of the table (the main hosts from the countryside), while Sister Tang was positioned below them. Two men dressed in black and brown robes sat at the lower end.
"Why are you here? Tell me, did you do something to let Ning'er down again? Did you make her sad?"
At the Huanghuali Stone Heart Round Table, an elderly man and woman appeared spirited. Their white hair was neatly arranged, and they wore matching gray-blue summer robes trimmed with gold thread. The corners of their robes displayed faint cloud patterns. The one speaking was the old man on the right, his brown eyes glaring at the man in black sitting by the window.
His brief words were filled with reproach and aggression.
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