Books are a recipe.

It was Shi Yiwen who copied the "Famous Recipes of Beijing Hotel" in the space. Because the book was too thick, he only copied a part of it, but even so, there were hundreds of dishes. Seeing the boss take out this small book, Xu Mingkun and others seemed extremely surprised.

Although they knew that there were books that taught cooking, those books like "Food Divine Recipes" were all from hundreds of years ago and had no idea at all.

"This is this recipe, which is specially designed to teach everyone to cook, especially cooking. However, there are only recipes, methods, and fire, and everyone has to master them."

The owner's words suddenly made everyone lit up. When they saw the recipes in the owner's hand, their breathing became a little rapid. They were cooks, and of course they knew why there were no recipes in the bookstore, because those were all the secret methods of restaurant chefs. As for the recipes, methods, etc. - they were often only known by the masters. Unless they became masters and learned skills, they would never be passed on.

This is also the reason why we need to learn from our masters, but they cannot become masters because they are the slaves of Shitaizhuang! But at this moment, the owner of the manor gave them the recipe. With the recipe and the method, the dish became more than half. As for Huohou, it was experience.

"Young Master, this, this..."

Xu Mingkun looked at the recipe and promised.

"Please rest assured, I will guarantee my life. This recipe will never be passed on to outsiders..."

It's just this recipe, there are hundreds of them in the library. Shi Yiwen just smiled slightly at this.

"You can practice according to the dishes in this recipe now."

As he watched everyone staring at the recipe, his breathing seemed a little rapid, he took out another pack of MSG.

"In the future, when cooking, put some of this... to bring freshness when it comes out of the pot."

Recipe, MSG.

For Shi Yiwen, this may be the only thing he can do. Unless he is willing to let Kou Yun go to "Yichangzhuang" to help the chef and even teach his disciples, he will only be like this.

In fact, just relying on the new dishes on those recipes is enough to gain a foothold in the capital. After all, the dishes in "Famous Recipes of Beijing Hotels" are mainly Sichuan, Shandong, Guangdong, Huai and Yang, and Tan Family dishes, but they have been passed down after hundreds of years, especially those dishes that have been "screened" by millions of Eight Banners children who do not produce. This era is naturally extremely fresh.

Of course, some raw materials are only available in Shitaizhuang - such as peppers, tomatoes and other vegetables. Although these vegetables have been introduced to the Ming Dynasty, they have not spread yet, so only Shitaizhuang's vegetable gardens are often produced.

With the improvement of the dishes, especially the taste of this dish, the fresh dishes and delicious taste immediately reversed the reputation of "Yishanzhuang". However, in just over half a month, the eunuchs and palace maids were very frustrated by the food that was almost like pigs in the palace by Guanglu Temple. The palace maids praised the restaurants of "Yishanzhuang" to the extreme, and always improved the food when they left the palace.

Guanglu Temple is not only cooking for the emperor alone. The food problems in the entire palace are solved by Guanglu Temple. This is a large canteen. However, from the beginning, this canteen has become famous for its incompetence in cooking. The emperor does not like to eat, and the eunuchs and palace maids do not like to eat. Of course, the ministers do not like to eat. Many ministers bring meals from their own homes, but the food they bring always turns cold and tastes. Sometimes, they can find a restaurant nearby to use light meals for a quick meal.

At noon that day, I had nothing to do and had been busy in the room for a long time. Shen Xing called Ma Ziqiang and said.

"Dry your body, let's go out for two drinks together."

Ma Ziqiang certainly did not refuse the invitation from Shen Xingshi. The two of them immediately changed into casual clothes and left the court.

After leaving the palace, Ma Ziqiang asked.

"What good places do Rumoke have?"

"I heard that a "Yichangzhuang" was opened on West Chang'an Street, so let's try it together."

With a place to go, the two walked directly to West Chang'an Street and soon arrived at the place. After entering the house, they went directly to the private room on the second floor. At the recommendation of the waiter, they ordered two meat dishes and two seasonal side dishes. Shen Xingshi said with a smile.

"A few days ago, I heard from the people in the palace that the food in this restaurant is very delicious. I came here to try it out, especially its dishes are extremely fresh, just like the two dishes just now, but I have never seen them..."

Just as he was talking during Shenxing, he heard someone shouting downstairs.

"Okay, let's serve you a few specialties. I want to see what kind of "Guanglu Temple" is here."

I heard the sound a little familiar, so I looked at it in Shenxing.

"Hey, isn't this Liang Fulin from the Zhenxie Department? Why did he get here?"

Liang Fulin is the chef of the Zhenshi Department, so he naturally cooks good dishes, but most people can't eat his dishes, just like the masters like Ma Ziqiang in Shenxing, who can't eat them either. He rarely cooks several times a year, and they are all cooked by his disciples and grandchildren.

"It's not that the chef came to the door, isn't he going to smash someone's signature?"

Ma Ziqiang said curiously.

"It seems that this restaurant is indeed quite capable. Now, people are coming to the door."

After a closer look, Ma Ziqiang understood why the Guanglu Temple came to him. Many diners in the restaurant were palace maids and internal prisoners, especially the latter. Half-human and half-dead mouths have always been insulted, so they must have lost many foods from Guanglu Temple.

As soon as Liang Fulin finished speaking, someone immediately buryed him.

"Hey, I'm so embarrassed that I'm so embarrassed that I'm so embarrassed that I'm so embarrassed that I'm so embarrassed that I'm so embarrassed that I can cook the food in Guanglu Temple. It's worth it. There are people who are kind enough to compare it with "Yishanzhuang"..."

Before he could finish his words, someone following Liang Fulin started to yell.

"Who, who is talking nonsense?"

"No matter how nonsense, it is human words, it is just that some people do not make food..."

OK, before the main owner could take the call, the diners got into trouble. Ma Ziqiang, who was already idle, looked at the fun from the side.

"Hmph, it depends on who is for food,"

Liang Fulin snorted coldly.

"A group of people who are slaves and want to eat, they have to become adults first..."

Liang Fulin was not afraid of offending these internal prisoners. After all, they were just small eunuchs who had no power or position.

"What you said is irrelevant."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone say at the door.
Chapter completed!