When I returned to the house, the golden fur had already slept in the middle of the bed, with a tuft of white fluff shaking from time to time, shaking the ground. The cat's fur color was very special. Usually, the yellow cat would have some markings on its body, but this guy was pure yellow from head to toe, with only the belly and tail tips white.

"I haven't fed you something tonight, what did you eat?" Su Yu poked his bulging belly, obviously full.

An Hongche slowly turned over, stretched his long laziness, sat up while yawning, shook his tail, looked up at Su Yu's face for a while, and then he reluctantly moved a little into the bed.

Su Yu immediately accepted the alms of Mr. Mao, climbed onto the bed and occupied the territory that the other party had sacrificed a lot, and took the cat licking his claws into his arms, sighed and said, "Sauce, you must not guess how our Su family became the founding father."

An Hongche glanced at him and continued to lick his claws boredly. What's the point of guessing? In the 27th year of Chengping, Taizu fought in Mangzhou and was trapped on the way. A fish seller from the surname Su offered him, and three carts of live fish were extremely delicious. Taizu praised it and gave it his title.

"This is not loyal at all..." Su Yu buried his nose on the cat's thigh and hummed listlessly.

An Hongche looked at him quietly, and a smile gradually appeared in his amber eyes. He slowly lowered his head and licked Su Yu's temples. How could this stupid thing be understood? The person who can offer fresh fish to the royal family is the greatest loyal minister.

With his barbarian tongue licked his face, itchy, and Su Yu was a little flattered and did not dare to move. He obediently accepted the caress of Mr. Mao on his whim, and fell asleep unknowingly. Today, Zhao told him a lot. Uncle and his father were not born to the same mother. The uncle's mother was a side room that was straightened after Grandma Su Yu's death. She could only be considered half a legitimate son, so she was half a pound of status with Su Yu, and the title was not settled yet. But the daily physical work has exhausted Su Yu's energy, and he really has no strength to play any house fights.

After midnight, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and half asleep, Su Yu seemed to feel a pair of slightly cool thin lips gently touching the corner of his lips. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't see anything clearly, and he vaguely felt like a beauty.

In the morning light, he struggled to open his eyes. The soft touch was still there. Su Yu quickly lowered his head and found the sauce sleeping in his neck. This guy was very domineering. His long tail was around his neck, and his front paw was still pressing against Su Yu's chin, so he was not allowed to move in his dreams.

Su Yu looked at the quilt on his body a little confused. He seemed to have fallen asleep on the quilt last night. Why did he cover it with a quilt?

"Soft fish, soft fish, fresh grilled soft fish!"

The loud shouts spread throughout the path to Bodhi Temple. Squids were called soft fish in this era. The grilled squids that came in Suyu sold well, and many people came to taste the fresh ones.

"This is not very good." Someone thought it tasted fishy and not delicious.

"Of course it's not delicious if you buy this one." When someone who often eats it, he pointed to the small stall under the big tree, where the authentic Suji grilled soft fish was.

During these days, seeing that Su Yu's business is good, many people began to follow suit. Squid is not valuable in seafood and has low cost, but recently hawkers in Beijing have rush to buy it, and the price of squid has doubled. Su Yu looked at several grilled squids opposite, and was not worried about being stolen from the business, because it is difficult to make grilled squid delicious without cumin powder. What he was worried about was that those unpalatable squids would ruin their reputation and hinder his plan to open a "chain store".

"Meow!" Jiang Er's cry recalled Su Yu's attention. He quickly looked up and saw a young man in gorgeous clothes grinning his teeth and touching his scratched hand, his slightly fat face full of grievances.

Because there were many customers, Su Yu had no time to collect the money, so he put a wooden box on the table. The buyer would throw the copper coins into the box and then the squid. The fat man probably wanted to eat squid first, but he was scratched by the "Shoucai Cat" who was guarding the money box.

"It's thirty cents in total." Su Yu rubbed the cat's head, but the smile on his face was curled. He knew this little fat guy who wanted to buy a cat half a month ago.

Xiaopang was helpless and touched for a while, and only found a silver bead from his purse.

"This is too expensive and cannot be found." Su Yu quickly stopped Xiaopang from throwing the silver beads. The bead was at least two taels, and he could not exchange his daily income for zero.

Xiaopang scratched his head: "I forgot to bring the money today, so there is no need to look for it."

"How can that be done?" Su Yu immediately stopped doing it. What if this man used this as an excuse to ask for his cat, he immediately pushed the silver beads back, and took back the baked handful of squid and didn't plan to sell it to him.

Xiaopang snatched the squid skewers that were oily in Naziz, took a bite without saying a word, and then quickly stuffed Su Yu a small jade token, "Let's go back to get the money from my mansion." After that, he held a handful of squid and disappeared.

"Oh!" Su Yu couldn't stop it. He looked at the jade token that was only two inches long in his hand, and couldn't help but frown.

The jade plaque is made of green jade. The front carved with an exquisite unicorn, tiger eyes, dragon whiskers, and auspicious clouds. The thin green jade piece alone is enough to fit a bucket of squid rings. On the back, there is only a big "Zhao" character.

Qilin is the gift of the prince. Who is the owner of this jade piece? You can imagine it with your toes. It is the current emperor’s younger brother, King Zhao An Hongsheng!

On the way back, Su Yu was driving a donkey cart absent-mindedly. King Zhao's move was obviously intentional, but it is puzzling why a prince with a high status came to him, a skewers, repeatedly.

The kitten, who was originally sitting in Su Yu's arms, climbed up to his shoulders and sat steadily on it, as if it was driving a donkey cart. This cat was not like a cat, like a dog, and was not afraid of being alive. He followed him every day. Su Yu realized that he had picked up a treasure, warmed the bed, walked, played with him, and even charged money. Now, let alone giving him three taels, he would not sell it even if he gave him three hundred taels of silver.

Su Yu was poked into the ear by the cat's hair, and he felt itchy. He rubbed the cat with the flow. He squinted his eyes and found that there were large areas of rapeseed flowers blooming in the field, spreading to the horizon. The kitten on his shoulder was looking at the rapeseed field as bright as clouds.

"Spring is here." Su Yu stopped the donkey cart and sat shoulder to shoulder on the shaft of the carriage with the kitten, quietly watching the afterglow of the sunset scattering into the flower field.

"Meow." The kitten responded with a rare glance, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him with his eyes, and his posture seemed to be able to write a poem immediately.

A strange feeling gradually came to Su Yu's heart. King Zhao would definitely not be interested in him, the person who sold skewers. Everything could only be because of this special cat. In an instant, a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through his mind. As a time traveler, would he be the golden finger that God gave him...

"Sauce, you're not a monster, are you?" Su Yu turned his head strangely and met those big amber eyes.

"..." The cat did not answer Su Yu's question, but when he heard "sauce", he gave him a paw as expected.

Stupid slave, how many times have you said it, don’t call this name!

Thanks to Mr. Mao’s ruthless blow, Su Yu temporarily threw King Zhao behind his head, went home to fill himself and the cat’s belly, and then lay on the bed to study his heirloom.

The more and more grilled squid stalls in the market made him feel a sense of crisis. Making grilled squid is not a long-term solution after all. If you want to make a lot of money, you still have to make traditional seafood delicacies. However, the seasonings in this ancient world are far from modern times. As a newcomer, Su Yu does not know the ingredients in this world. If you want to make popular delicacies, you cannot have the skills.

According to the mother Zhao, the Su family's ancestors were famous chefs in the East China Sea area and were the best at making fresh foods from the sea. However, people in the previous dynasty were not as fanatical as seafood today. Although the Su family was wealthy, they have never become a wealthy family. This "Su Ji Recipe" is a dish secret recorded by the Su family throughout the ages. Many dishes have been lost because this recipe only records the ingredients of each dish, but does not mention the method, such as this first dish - "Silk-winded White Jade Shell".

The recipe says this, "fresh shells, mung bean powder, garlic, ginger, sauce", with nine words. Then I drew a finished picture, which was a white sketch, and drew a shell with a mouthful, with a pile of strips piled up on it, with the signature "White Jade Sheet wrapped in silk".

Su Yu was confused. What is the way to add mung beans to fresh berries?

An Hongche, who was bored playing with his claws, suddenly felt very annoying when he saw the man's frown. He looked down at the yellowed ancient book, "White Jade Skinny" was not a strange dish, and the imperial chef in the palace could also make it.

"Mung bean powder, mung bean powder, can it be removed from the smell of smell?" Su Yu grabbed his hair and buried his face in the quilt, puzzled.

The kitten was attracted by his head scratching action, rushed over and hugged his head and scratched it quickly, grabbing its already messy hair into a mess.

"Hey!" Su Yu quickly pulled the troubled front paws. Unexpectedly, the naughty ghost became very tempted and used his hind legs to kick quickly. "Boy, his hair has been grabbed into fans..."

Su Yu smiled and held the moving hairball, suddenly stunned for a moment, wait, fans!

Modern people often eat Longkou crystal powder, which is slender and transparent, and has a smooth and tender mouth. The most delicious vermicelli is made of mung beans. The so-called mung bean powder does not refer to powder ground by mung beans, but by vermicelli.

Just say why it looks so familiar? Isn’t it just steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli?

Su Yu held up the book in his hand and quickly flipped it back. The ingredients were detailed and the recipes were just a few words, but with illustrations to associate the dishes from his previous life, they were not far apart, but the ingredients were called strange and strange. Thinking of this, Su Yu's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly. For him, this book was a translation manual for the ingredients in this world. Although it was not a treasure secret, it was what he needed most today.
Chapter completed!