Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

A thing has special value, often endowed by the story behind it.

Whether it is true or not is not very important in people's eyes, as long as it is enough to be moved and arouses emotions, it has meaning.

The fruit tea "Purple Dreamland" swept across the Lost Island like a hurricane, and was passed on from mouth to mouth by bards from all walks of life, and it was blown to other continents by the waves.

Followed by "Perfume Lemon Tea", people don't know the truth, and it is widely spread, so they think that in the compiled story, the fruit tea is really made by the hands of the elves, plus the spring of all things - the holy spring of the elves. Only in this way can lemon and tea burst out with a fragrance no less than that of rose water.

When the wind from the Lost Isle reached the southern valley: the settlement of the elves, the sky had already dropped its first feather.

Unlike other continents where fallen leaves wither and snowflakes cover the ground with a thin layer of ice slag blanket, the southern valleys are still lush with green plants. The temperature freezes many flowers and fruits so that they live in secluded places, while some flowers that can withstand the cold are still blooming.

A plant with long leaves standing upright as tall as a bush, with six small white petals and light yellow cores blooming on it, the fragrance replaced the incense, faintly seeping into every corner of the room.

Behind the light gauze curtains, two slender women with cascading blond hair hanging down their waists are sitting by the window sill.They talked in low voices, and bursts of laughter came from time to time.

They all have a cup at hand, the liquid inside is slightly yellow and clear.

"The name is quite appropriate. I feel like my stomach is full of perfume." One of the elves with a slightly immature face and a round face and nose said.

"Come on." Another elf with high cheekbones, straight nose and curved eyes said with a smile, "You don't know if what you're drinking is real 'perfume lemon tea'."

She straightened her legs, crossed them, and sank into the chair casually and lazily. Her innate temperament made her still exude a faint elegance when she made this movement.

The round-faced elf was sitting upright. Hearing this, Hulan's eyes widened slightly: "Andrea, didn't you bring this prescription back?"

Andrea gave a slight "hmm" in a nasal voice, and replied, "I found it from other places. I heard that the original recipe is on Lost Island."

"You haven't been there?"

"Mei Mi - my innocent and lovely little fool princess."

As soon as this prefix came out, Mei Mi knew what Andrea would say next.

"If I want to travel all over the world, when I come back, the corn will grow as high as the palace."

——The two said it in unison, and even the accent seemed to be the same.Immediately, they looked at each other and smiled.

Gently wiping away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, Mei Mi sighed, "I really don't understand, you are the eldest daughter of the Cumberland family, why Sir Jenkin is willing to let you go out for a walk."

"I have a heavy responsibility." Andrea sighed helplessly.

Her family is the most famous planting family among the elves of the four seas. Since King Sosi V of the first era, they have been committed to growing melons, fruits and vegetables.With the accumulation of experience so far, it is famous for cultivating a variety of new plants and vegetables.

Jenkin was her father, the eighth king himself knighted.The elves live longer than the dragons, and correspondingly, have a lower fertility rate than the dragons.They can basically live for more than six hundred years.To this day, Jenkin works on the farm.

Her father's consistent philosophy is to inherit and create new ones.Andrea was born to yearn for the sky beyond the southern border like a bird. Seeing that she couldn't be restrained, her father let her daughter fly.

However, there are conditions for traveling abroad: Andrea must bring back the methods and experience of growing crops outside.

After watching the clear sky in the valley for a while, Andrea suddenly said, "I'm going to leave for Lost Island tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"What?" Mei Mi was stunned for a moment, her voice gradually trembling, "How long have you been back? Not more than ten days! Andrea, why are you so cruel, last time you said you would spend more time with me!"

The lake-blue pupils were rippling, and Mei Mi's eye circles were filled with blush and tears.

Andrea got up and wanted to take her into her arms, but was pushed and refused.Regardless of her best friend's resistance, she gently wrapped her slender and strong arms around her.

"Don't cry." She moved skillfully, and patted Mei Mi's shoulder with one hand, "I will bring you back the stories outside, and the real 'perfume lemon tea'."

Sobbing in her girlfriend's arms for a while, Mei Mi raised her eyes, choked up and asked, "Why are you crying too? You can't bear to part with me, right?"

Averting her eyes, Andrea's voice was hoarse: "...you read it wrong."

She is still this awkward, Mei Mi thought in her heart.It was rare for her to lose control of her emotions, and the maid also opened the door early.Wiping away her tears with her hands alone, she remembered something, and grabbed Andrea who was about to run away.

"Wait... I overheard my mother chatting with someone the day before yesterday, saying that the light and dark camps are now making frequent movements in private, and the boundaries of the human kingdom are especially obvious."

"The Lost Island is very close to the Kingdom of Svia, remember to be careful when you go there."

Andrea held Mei Mi's hand back, and promised with a smile: "Thank you, Mei Mi, I will pay attention. Don't forget, I am a high-level magician."

At the same time, on the other side of the Lost Island, because of the reputation of fruit tea, many foreign tourists from nearby islands came here, wanting to taste the real source of fruit tea.

Nianhua Tavern has accumulated a wave of fame, and regardless of the territory of the surrounding islands, it is already a guidepost in the beverage industry in the main city of Juta.

All kinds of fruit teas, even freshly squeezed fruit juices, are blooming on the Lost Island throughout the golden autumn season, until the winter comes, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables cannot be freshly provided, and then they fall silent.

However, people continued to discuss Nianhua Tavern as usual.

"Have you heard? Someone in Nianhua betrayed Holly."

"I know a little bit about this. When I went to Grote's tavern a few days ago, a woman was taken out of the tavern by Dickens himself, and he scolded the woman for cheating him."

"I know Holly, Nianhua's little boss. Who is Dickens?"

"It's the owner of Grote's Tavern! And there was a passer-by who was a frequent customer of Nianhua, and he recognized the cook as Nianhua's!"

People don't have many entertainment activities, and gossip becomes their first "entertainment item" that takes no time and effort.The topic was raging, and the matter had to start seven days ago.

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"Don't wash the pot that has boiled the scallions." Holly took a large spoon and scooped a spoonful of water, and mixed the scallion oil on the surface of the pot with water to cook.

After boiling, pour the water into the strained golden scallions.

"Let it soak for a while, the onion fragrance will be soaked in the water."

"What's the purpose of this step?" Beth rolled up the strands of hair that had fallen from the kerchief on her forehead, and looked at Holly.

Distracting her eyes without any trace, Holly focused on Wilmer behind her, "After soaking the fragrance, it will be pressed and filtered with green onions, and the taste will be more intense."

I saw Wilmer quickly shrank himself into a corner, his face full of lovelessness.

During the last week of autumn, Hawley turned to Alena to help him keep an eye out for all kinds of spice plants when he went to other islands.

All kinds of scallions with strange shapes were transported back to Nianhua, and the back kitchen was full of scallions. Holly was so happy to see his teeth, but Wilmer was abnormally unwilling to accompany Holly to try dishes.

According to Holly's current observation, the only picky thing about Little Skull is the onion.

He hugged the scallion and rubbed his chin, maybe because he teased Wilmer once - he couldn't wake up after taking a nap, so he cut a small piece of scallion and stuffed it into his nose.

If it is really a psychological shadow, then he has to take responsibility.

——For example, last night, he made "full banquets" such as noodles with scallion oil, burritos wrapped with scallions, and shallots mixed with tofu, to help him learn more about scallions.

For example, some people don't like to eat raw garlic.But he can accept roasted eggplant, garlic vermicelli and scallops.

It wasn't until Wilmer looked at him with sad eyes the whole time, and ate hard, that he finally confirmed that the little skull really couldn't bear the overly strong onion smell.

Hate it, hate it, and in the end I still have to follow him into the kitchen to help.Thinking of this, Holly couldn't help lowering his eyes and laughing.

Beth saw that Holly was absent-minded, she stared at the other's smile, and unconsciously squeezed the hem of the skirt.

Two days after the scallion noodles were put on the shelves, Grote's Tavern "followed like a shadow", followed closely by selling scallion noodles.

At the beginning, it seemed like they were deliberately covering up something, and after a few days of dawdling, they finally got a competing product.

Now I don't even bother to wear the fig leaf anymore, so I just shouted with a loudspeaker: "I'm targeting Nianhua Tavern!"

The meaning behind it is self-evident: someone in Nianhua leaked the recipe, otherwise the Grote Tavern would never be able to get the low-end version of the dish so quickly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it clearly, so why did the Grote Tavern choose to increase its efforts to rush to get Nianhua's dishes?

Hawley guessed that it was because of their internal anxiety that they had already plunged into the quagmire of a vicious circle.

He didn't hesitate at the beginning, and directly took measures to improve the difference and service, which obviously widened the difference between Nianhua and Grote Tavern, and planted a foundation in the hearts of diners.

And through the private assistance of the Golden Rose Manor, some bards were bribed to let them sing the story of the fruit tea, so that the product name could be marketed, thereby attracting more customers.

The follow-up version of the story is interspersed with some "Ruanguang" about Nianhua milk tea-some milk tea advertisements that are not obvious, but abrupt and make people realize later.

Since then, milk tea and fruit tea have been slightly tied together.So Hawley added another fire: the addition of ginger milk, red bean milk tea and other flavors and small fillings completely breaks away from the shackles of Grote Tavern and distinguishes them.

As for the leaker inside the tavern...

On the day of the wife cake problem, Eric approached him hesitantly and told him that Beth was unusual and asked him to pay more attention.

Hawley simply assigned Eric to deliver the noon order and told him to keep an eye on it privately.

Sure enough, Beth stopped by Grote's every time there was a new menu.

For this result, Hawley admitted that he was quite surprised.

Beth was originally a cook he was very optimistic about. She has talent and aura in desserts, regardless of Chinese or Western styles.

Sometimes without Hawley's reminder, Beth can learn some methods from her past experience and combine them skillfully.

It can only be said that the complexity of human nature really cannot withstand vague observation and scrutiny.

He knew the result early in the morning, and he still kept Beth in Nianhua because he had another purpose.

The price war cannot withstand long-term consumption. Even if the price of milk tea is raised by Hawley, he can ensure a stable source of income through a series of measures, and even cause another wave of turmoil.

The situation at Grote’s Tavern is quite different: they have small profits and cannot sell more, and their income is gradually lacking, and the funds in the background will be slowly consumed, so that they cannot provide more research on dishes and quality assurance.

The scallion noodles were put on the shelves in two days, which is a symbol of their anxiety.

So, now that things are up, there is no need to spend with them anymore.He had to settle things about Beth.

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The author has something to say:

I can eat any condiments, including coriander, onion, ginger and garlic, including Houttuynia cordata (this is absolutely delicious).

Not picky eaters, easy to feed.The only thing I don’t like is bitter gourd, so go back out of the food world!