Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Should I say that Guan Shishi is honest or has other plans? He didn't keep anything he taught Gu Yue, and told him everything at once. Isn't he afraid that he will take his position as manager in the future?

But it was easy to figure out. Beiqin was not like the real world. The company and its employees were not like the Beiqin mansion and its steward. The steward had been a servant of the Chenghou mansion since he was young. He was the most trusted of the trusted. The whole family depended on the Chenghou mansion for monthly payments. He was the least likely to be bribed.

Gu Dashi, who has a long criminal record and is a distant relative, has only been here for less than a month. How can he shake the position of the steward? The Chenghou Mansion is doomed.

This is also one of the reasons why Gu Yue wants to go solo. Although Gu Xu accounts for the majority, the Chenghou Mansion is not named Gu but Cheng after all. In this surname-based patriarchal society, he is a relative of the old lady, and it is not good for him to stay for too long.

Unless he and Cheng Zhu get along well.

Gu Yue opened the small box of spices and he could already smell something very similar to Hu La Tang.

The wooden box was very small, and there were dozens of small packages inside. Gu Yue opened it carefully and looked at it.

There were a few pieces of dark reddish-brown wood-like things. Gu Yue smelled them and thought they should be some kind of cinnamon.

There are also some things that look like dried seaweed. When you get close, you can smell a strong fishy smell. I think they will be very delicious if cooked into soup.

Shrimp skin, this is very common, but it looks like the quality is very good.

Some dried and chopped leaves, the taste is very familiar, probably some kind of Western cooking spice.

A few dried chilies. There was a layer of paper wrapped inside the cloth bag. Gu Yue could smell the extremely pungent spicy smell without even opening the paper bag. He covered his mouth and nose with his arms and started coughing.

"This is Yacha pepper!" The Marquis saw him coughing, came over from behind, took a look and said, "We were eating a dish of fried bacon slices, and the cook only cut this little bit."

The Marquis pointed to the gap between his pinky finger nails and said, "Then I... I had a bowel movement that was like spitting fire, which lasted for three or four days. I drank a lot of chrysanthemum tea for three days. Then I had diarrhea and spit fire again... Don't even think about using this to cook in a restaurant!"

"I have an idea, uncle." Gu Yue immediately thought of the funny videos in the world.

"Don't have any ideas!" the Marquis shouted, "...but tell me what you think."

This marquis loves to join in the fun.

"Let's use this chili to stew chicken wings and put ten on a plate. Then we'll hold an event, one hundred coins per serving. Whoever can finish ten chicken wings in one go will get a free meal."

"This is an interesting idea!" The Marquis was happy.

“But I heard that eating too much of this kind of pepper may be life-threatening... This activity is still risky, so forget it.” Gu Yue of course then remembered the news he had seen about an internet celebrity who challenged the devil pepper and ended up eating himself to death.

"That's easy. Just tell them what the danger is and then ask them to sign a life and death agreement." The Marquis waved his hand and squatted aside to think, muttering to himself: "But this is serious. Just a free meal, but also a life and death agreement, so the level of reward should be increased. But it can't be too high, otherwise people from all over the country will come to earn our money, and then too many people will die, and it will be difficult to end. It's better to control the spiciness..."

Gu Yue heaved a sigh of relief after hearing him mumbling. He was annoyed to think about these things, mainly because he didn't understand the customs and habits of Northern Qin at that time, and he didn't dare to implement many of his ideas rashly, fearing that something might go wrong.

Many modern activities are good, but it is absolutely not okay to copy them directly.

Gu Yue continued to flip through the box.

He had a keen nose and he saw the pepper he wanted in the next small package.

Peppercorns and Sichuan peppercorns are different. If you look closely at Sichuan peppercorns, you will find that most of them are actually shells with cracks in the middle. The Sichuan peppercorn seeds in the center are small, smooth black balls, which can occasionally be seen in boiled fish. Peppercorns are complete peppercorns, not just shells, and are usually not used separately.

These peppers were black in color, and obviously had been processed. Gu Yue put them under his nose and sniffed them. It was still the familiar smell, but just smelling it made his neck itch.

He is allergic to this thing. Gu Dashi's body is certainly not allergic, but it is a psychological effect.

There weren't many, only a small handful, maybe less than 200. And they were processed black peppercorns, so they couldn't be planted. Even if they were planted, the survival rate would probably be low.

It's new stuff, no one has experience with it.

"Uncle, where did you get this?" Gu Yue walked up to the Marquis with pepper in his hand.

The Marquis squinted his eyes and looked at it. "You're interested in this? You have a good eye. I bought this in India. The Indians mainly use it to make a seasoning powder called Masala. It's not very tasty when mixed with other ingredients, but this little fruit is interesting. I also like the aroma, so I brought back a little bit."

Tianzhu... is that India? Gu Yue felt very disappointed. It would be difficult to get a large amount of it.

It takes six hours to get to Guangdong from Sushui County by high-speed rail. Wouldn't it take half a year to get to Tianzhu?

Such high transportation costs are simply not in line with his goal of becoming the national spicy hot and spicy breakfast!

He can't just go and introduce pepper now, right?

It's really a business that collapsed halfway through...

"What's wrong? You look like your wife has died." The Marquis patted his shoulder.

"To be honest, uncle, I have a few new foods in mind, and I'm going to use this spice." Gu Yue told the truth.

"Oh? What kind of food is it? Tell me about it." The Marquis was very interested.

"You are my cousin, and I will not hide it from you. In fact, I intend to open a snack shop in Liuli Town. The main reason is that my son is still young and needs someone to take care of him." Gu Yue said with a smile, "I can't tell you the main secret recipes, but I can contribute a few others."

"Why are you leaving? You've been doing a good job." The Marquis touched his nose. This honest boy made it so obvious that he didn't trust him. Wasn't he afraid of offending others? "It's fine if you don't trust your uncle. It's human nature. Why did you say it out loud? Aren't you afraid that your uncle will trip you up?"

"Our old lady and the Marquis' wife are both very kindhearted people, and you, Lord Marquis, are no exception! Even the uncle who only looks after the restaurant is not a two-faced person." Gu Yue smiled. In fact, he was just too lazy to think about how to make this clear. It was okay for him to be sweet and flattering, but he really couldn't handle the social etiquette.

"You kid..." The Marquis felt that he was being kidnapped by morality. After saying this, even if he really wanted to trip up Gu Yue, he couldn't do it now. Of course, he didn't want to embarrass Gu Yue, nor did he know what moral kidnapping was.

"Tell me what the dish is! If it's cooked well, maybe your cousin can get you this little black ball." The Marquis straightened his back and urged.

What do you mean?

Gu Yue was stunned, then ecstatic: "Do you have a connection?"