In half a stick of incense, Yu Deli walked into the accounting room with a small bamboo basket.

Yao Huan glanced at him and a layer of solemnity was already faintly visible on Yu Deli's face.

Yao Huan thought to himself that middle-aged male bosses do not do small business, and they will not really be as modest as they are, and they do not know their own product line as they are as modest as they do.

Yu Deli was just calm in front of Manager Meng, and he also said a few words of comfort. In fact, he must have a clear idea in his heart.

Sure enough, Yu Deli sighed slightly, moved the account book away, took out half a handful of mushrooms from the basket, placed them on the table, and said to Yao Huan: "Sister Yao, you really want to tell me that there is something strange about my wild mushroom today. Come on, please help me take a look."

Yao Huan stepped forward and saw at a glance that there were two types of mushrooms on the table. One was a mushroom like the white mushrooms that was treated by Mrs. Wei in Zeng's mansion today. Yao Huan had eaten this mushroom several times after traveling through time. It was probably a common wild edible fungus in the Central Plains.

Another type of fungus umbrella is not spread upward like a lotus cover, but is wrapped downward. The mushroom cap is white with light yellow and light red, and only the mushroom stalk is white.

In Yao Huan's previous life, every May and June, he looked forward to going to Yunnan to do projects because he could eat mushroom feasts.

A slightly more reliable fungus feast must at least include: chanterelles, truffles, old man's heads, matsutake, morels, tiger palm mushrooms, boletus...

Bolete is actually a major category, with white, yellow, and black colors, and different shapes. However, a senior Yunnan Taotao told Yao Huan that in the eyes of locals, those non-toxic in boletete, no matter what color or whether they look like a piece of beef liver, can be called boletete.

And the porcini mushroom that may be toxic has only one name - Jianshouqing.

In Yao Huan's memory, the seed green is very delicious. Many restaurants that make fungus feasts will still cook seed green with other mushrooms, thinking that it will remove the toxicity if cooked well. Even so, due to the strict requirements of the market supervision department, the store will boil the mushroom pot in the mushroom pot and before diners put their chopsticks, they will extract a test tube mushroom soup for samples. If food poisoning occurs after the customer leaves the store, the sample soup in the test tube must be inspected by relevant departments to eliminate the possibility of wild fungus poisoning.

At this moment, Yao Huan picked up a common white mushroom and a light red mushroom cap, broke it in half, placed it on the table, staring at it intently.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Fuzhi and Yu Deli asked at the same time.

"Look at them, one can make tricks, the other can't." Yao Huan replied.

Before I finished speaking, I saw that the snow-white part of the mushroom meat after the light red mushrooms had already begun to darken and gradually turned into a stuffy green green.

Yao Huan said: "Mr. Yu, aunt, this must be the kind of mushroom I have heard of that it may be toxic if it is not cooked. Everything turns green when it opens, so it is called 'shouqing'."

Shen Fuzhi looked at Yu Deli: "I have been doing this meal business for many years. The vegetable market is as cooked as my own kitchen. I have never seen Kaifeng City sell such mushrooms."

Yu Deli silently for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Second sister-in-law must be trusted. Let me first check out the purchasing staff of my Mingyue Tower. If you find that this kind of mushroom can be bought in the vegetable market, I will invite my second sister-in-law and niece to report the food in Dongshui."

...

When the lights were on, it was when the restaurants and restaurants on the banks of the Bian River were working hard to do their best to do business today's prime time. Lao Meng, the shopkeeper of Mingyue Building, had a pack of items, and turned into the narrow passage between the kitchen hall and the woodshed, and quietly left the back door.

He walked around the streets and alleys like chicken sausages and then arrived at the entrance of Fengyu Di.

The inn that appeared in front of Manager Meng, was quiet in the location. The pillars at the door were thick and smooth, with a dark and heavy luster. You can tell at a glance that from the age of the tree to the craftsmanship, it is not affordable for a small shop. The word "Fengyu" on the lintel is obviously taken from "Fenghengyu Da" in the "Book of Changes". The brushwork is vigorous and full, and the spirit is good. It should also be the strokes of famous masters in the city.

Manager Meng shook his sleeves, picked up the lacquered food box containing the best tea cake and a silver tint in his arms, and stepped onto the steps of Fengyu Di Store.

The young man on duty inside was about to stand up to greet him, but A Si, the friend of the delicious restaurant shop, had already jumped off the chair and stool in the shadows on the side.

"Shopkeeper Meng." Asi Xun bowed loudly in his throat, his forehead almost lowered to the bottom of his stomach.

"Oh A Si, hurry up and do not care." Lao Meng hurriedly put the tea box and helped A Si.

This time, Mingyuelou owed a favor from the Shen family's restaurant. Lao Meng knew that it was not worth mentioning that the sesame and green bean-like holiday with this young man last time. Moreover, this little guy still looks like a junior today.

"Shopkeeper Meng, the guest is resting inside. I have advised you to be more satisfied with the one who is not ill." A Si lowered his voice.

Manager Meng patted A Si on the shoulder, and used his other hand to pull out the silver corner and stuff it into his hand.

A Si pinched it silently and weighed it quietly, don’t look at the small silver horn, it’s okay to be worth a coin for the same time. It’s a month and a half, but it’s Mingyuelou, and it’s a generous man.

It's great to be a man. Meituan is not suitable for sending male customers. If you can't be this job, otherwise you will not be able to make such unexpected money.

As Si's humility became more and more attentive. While attracting Manager Meng, he said to the young man on duty in the dial: "The relative of the silk merchant official in the capital has been here after getting the news."

Xiaolang nodded, clasped his hands politely, and gave a blessing of health.

After checking in, the two silk merchants were very generous in rewarding the money. They went to the river early this morning and suddenly returned in a mess at sunset. The doctor who sent him said that one of them had an emergency, but fortunately he had taken the medicine, so it was fine. The doctor and this guy were both gentle and gentle, and at first glance he looked like a decent style.

"Whether the host and the guest are in this prosperous capital with great prosperity, he looks good in every move. This is the charm of our country's dynasty. How could those Khitan Xixia barbarians in the north be able to learn it."

The young man on duty curled his lips and smiled, muttering like this.

Outside the Fengyu Mansion store, under the ancient locust tree, Shao Qing, standing in the shadow, saw A Si receive the shopkeeper Meng, Fang Jue breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked towards the noisy street market outside the alley.

Then, he was a little disappointed. He thought that he might have seen Chen Fuzhi and Yao Huan and accompanied the people from Mingyuelou to the didian.

Forget it, be content. I have seen her twice today, and she today...

Shao Qing couldn't guess what she was in danger today. As soon as she thought about it, she felt a little upset in her chest.

After leaving the alley where the didian is located, she was in the brightly lit and noisy street, but Shao Qing felt even more lonely for no reason.

He walked for a while and saw a small stall selling all kinds of food on the street.

"What is this? Fried clams?" He stopped in front of one of the food stalls and asked, pointing to the golden guashi strung on the stick.

The stall owner was very good at seeing Shao Qing's robe, and quickly pulled out a tag with a smile on his face: "One official tastes one? It's not a good deal, and I feel it's good to buy it. This is a novel and stubborn idea that my wife came up with. It's called fake clams. Use fresh sea bass fillets to put the meat into the size of a clam, and it's covered with powder, and it's fried. It's fragrant, without thorns, and it's tenderer than real clams. Try it, taste one..."

Shao Qing couldn't resist the stall owner's enthusiasm, so he took the draft and bite a piece of fish, which was indeed crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The young man with a long and beautiful body stood in front of this stall and ate skewers. It was quite eye-catching, and indeed attracted some customers for the stall owner.

Shao Qing saw that the stall owner had a strong opinion, so he couldn't help but feel a little happy. He paid for ten strings of fake clams, which made the stall owner thank him so much.

Suddenly, a doll sounded from behind him: "I want to eat clam skewers."

Shao Qing turned around and saw a man over 50 years old, with big and small bags hanging on his body, sweating on his forehead, and he was very embarrassed. The doll he was holding was about five or six years old, and seemed to have just cried, and his eyes were swollen.

"If you don't cry or make a fuss, you'll be at your sister's house. She has all kinds of delicious food." The old man coaxed his mouth, but his feet did not stop and rushed forward.

The little kid was still obedient. He rushed and stumbled with the man.

Shao Qing stared at the old man's back, feeling familiar. After calming down, he finally recognized who he was.

Yao's housekeeper.
Chapter completed!