[Comprehensive] A small goal

The snow that happened years ago became heavier and heavier, and even Uncle Xiang said that he had never seen such a heavy snow in decades.

Lin Shiyin was so cold that she almost didn't want to get up, but the closer the year was to the end of the year, the busier she became. Checking accounts and warehouses was a trivial matter. Occupational diseases broke out, and she even made profit reports for all the shops under her control.

No one can help her share these things, so she has to take her time alone.

Compared with her busyness, the servants in Li Yuanzhong were full of joy, because in previous years, the master would let them go home to celebrate the New Year with their families on the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, and this year was no exception.

It was about this time that Lin Shiyin finished the report, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

She has no objection to letting servants who have family members waiting to be reunited go home for the New Year. When Uncle Xiang came to ask, he would just wave his hand.

After getting ready, she thought again, should that cold-blooded man go back to Shenhou's mansion to celebrate the New Year with his master and brother...

She was too busy recently, so she didn't find him as a training partner, and she didn't have a chance to take him to dinner, so she didn't have a chance to ask. Now that she thought about it, she simply went to the next yard to find him.

Sure enough, he was there, surprised to see her.

Lin Shiyin walked over on the soft snow, and after standing still in front of him, she felt that he seemed to be taller than when they first met, so she couldn't help stretching out her hand to compare.

Leng Xue was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

She pursed her lips and said, "Leng Butou, have you grown taller?"

Cold-blooded: "..."

It was taller. Originally, she could reach his shoulders, but now she could only reach his chest.

Such a change made him inexplicably want to raise his hand to wrap her in his arms, but after recovering, he felt that he was really rude, and he was too busy.

Lin Shiyin didn't notice his movements, and continued without hearing him: "It's almost Chinese New Year, is Leng Butou going back to Shenhou's Mansion?"

Leng Xue was stunned for a moment, and said after a long time: "...should not be used."

She was a little surprised, but then she thought that after all, he was sent here not long after he became a teacher, and the relationship with his brother should not be deep, but no matter what, it is always necessary to go back to see his master.

So after hesitating for a while, she continued: "Then when the first month comes, let's find a chance to pay homage to Lord Zhuge together."

If she remembers correctly, there is no need to go to court from the first day to the third day of the first lunar month.

Hearing the words, Leng Xue also nodded: "Okay."

In fact, in the past six months, Lin Shiyin's martial arts has improved a lot. Although she has not reached the point where he does not need to continue to protect her at all, as far as self-protection is concerned, it is more than enough. Coming to do business is equivalent to telling the whole world that the Li family is now under the cover of the Shenhou Mansion.

So after such a careful calculation, there is actually no need for Leng Xue to stay here to protect her.

But Zhuge Shenhou didn't send someone to find him back, so she just didn't think about it.

It's a while to stay longer, after all, he's so handsome and cute!

This year is a small year, and the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month is New Year's Eve.

Most of Li Yuan's servants left at [-]:[-], and the rest were born here, making the whole garden much deserted.

Lin Shiyin's maids were all there, but at this time, they started to feel sad for Li Xunhuan's departure again, sighing, if the young master was here, everyone could invite him to compose poems and drink orders on New Year's Eve, how wonderful it would be.

Although I could understand their admiration and fascination for Li Xunhuan, Lin Shiyin couldn't muster up the energy to miss them together.

Compared with this, she actually cares more about what to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner.

There are only a few master chefs who have worked in Li's family for many years left in the kitchen. Uncle Xiang understands their hard work and asks them not to cook too much.

After discussing with the last few master chefs, they decided to try to make hot pot which is very popular in Bianjing Tavern recently.

At first, Lin Shiyin was still thinking about what a hot pot was, but after listening to Uncle Xiang's description, she understood.

Oh, it turned out to be hot pot.

The hot pot is good, it is warm to eat on snowy days!

So she couldn't help waiting for this New Year's Eve meal with 12 expectations.

The boiling hot pot was not brought until dark, and with it came many foods that had been stored up for the winter when the snow first started to fall, even crabs.

Lin Shiyin glanced at the steaming hot pot, and saw that there were only sporadic oil flakes floating in it, other than that, it was basically clear water, and she was immediately disappointed. It seems that the pot bottom culture was not developed in the Northern Song Dynasty.

The disappointment on her face made Uncle Xiang very concerned: "Ciao girl doesn't like this?"

Didn't you say you wanted to eat it before?

Lin Shiyin shook her head, thought for a while, and asked the master chef who brought the hot pot: "Do you still have peppercorns and cornel in the kitchen?"

The old master was confused but still nodded: "Yes."

Lin Shiyin was very excited: "Quickly ask someone to fetch some!"

Although it is a shame that chili peppers will have to wait hundreds of years to reach China, it is not difficult to spice things up with dogwood and peppercorns.

At her insistence, the master chef finally helped her adjust a spicy pot base, but he was always skeptical: "This...is this delicious?"

Lin Shiyin smiled happily: "Guaranteed to be delicious!"

After saying that, she was the first to pick up a small piece of rabbit meat and throw it down to boil it. After throwing it away, she turned her head and said: "Next time, cut the meat into thin slices, it will taste better."

Teacher: "...Okay."

Uncle Xiang was a little skeptical at first, but seeing that she was having a good time eating, he couldn't help but give it a try.

This trial really made him almost swallow his tongue, and even praised her a lot!

"It's guaranteed to be delicious." She blinked while eating, and caught a glimpse of Leng Xue still hesitating whether to put down her chopsticks from the corner of her eye. She was very puzzled, "Does Leng Xuetou eat spicy food?"

Cold-blooded and honest: "...I haven't tried it."

Lin Shiyin: "Then try it? Maybe you like it very much after trying it."

She said so, so Leng Xue had no choice but to imitate the two of them and scald a piece of rabbit meat, and when it was almost cooked, picked it up with a strainer, and tried to eat it.

Lin Shiyin: "How is it?"

Her excitement was palpable, even her eyes were brighter than usual, she was so cold-blooded that she lost her mind and almost bit her own tongue.

"Not bad." He finally expressed his approval.

Hearing what he said, Lin Shiyin immediately smiled and rolled her eyes, her expression seemed to say "I knew it", even if it was covered by the rising heat from the hot pot, it was too bright.

It turns out that this is how she is when she is really happy, Leng Xue couldn't help but think.

After finishing the hot pot New Year's Eve dinner contentedly, Lin Shiyin couldn't fall asleep until the middle of the night, not because she was excited, but because she was too excited to eat spicy food all of a sudden, which irritated the delicate stomach of her body. light.

At first she didn't take it seriously, but then the pain got worse and her stomach started to feel sore, she finally made a noise to call the maid who was resting outside, and vomited.

"Cousin girl!" The servant girl was terrified.

"Call...call the doctor..." She wanted to cry but had no tears.

However, it was not easy to invite a doctor on New Year's Eve, and when she finally invited him to Li Yuan, she was already in so much pain that she almost lost her mind.

This appearance frightened the whole Li Yuan, especially Uncle Xiang, who thought she was poisoned, so anxious that the doctor almost knelt down and shouted to save our cousin.

Oh yes, the doctor was the one who showed her typhoid fever before.

After he asked for the pulse, he twitched the corners of his mouth: "The food is too spicy, I just prescribe two doses of medicine for her to drink."

After finishing speaking, she felt it was funny again: "Your cousin's body is already delicate, and you let her eat like this. It's no wonder nothing happened."

Lin Shiyin passed out at that moment, and didn't know what the doctor said. When she woke up, she knew that she was going to start drinking porridge again, and she almost collapsed.

New Year's Day!Drink porridge for a day!

May I ask what is the point of her earning so much money? !

But no matter how she protested, the maids obeyed Uncle Xiang's order and refused to give her anything else to eat, which made her very angry.

In addition to drinking porridge, she was forced to rest in bed for two days.

Therefore, this year was extremely boring for her. It was not until the third day of the first lunar month that she went out to worship at the Shenhou Mansion that she relaxed a little.

What made her laugh and cry was that before going out, Uncle Xiang went to ask Leng Xue: "Captain Leng, please watch out for Biao girl, don't let her eat anything that will spoil on the street."

Leng Xue turned his head to look at her, and nodded very solemnly.

Lin Shiyin: "..."

You are too much!

On the second day of the first lunar month, Lin Shiyin sent someone to the Shenhou Mansion to hand over the post, so they were not surprised when they passed this morning on the third day of the first month. They welcomed them in like last time, and took them straight to the place where Zhuge Shenhou was. .

This time he was still not alone, the iron hand she had seen before was there, and he noticed that she had a bad complexion, so after going in to say hello, he asked, why does Miss Lin have such a bad complexion?

Lin Shiyin felt that it would be embarrassing to tell the reason why he couldn't stand the spicy food, so he just said vaguely: "I was a little sick before, but it's okay, thank you Tie Erye for your concern."

"It's fine if nothing happens." Tie Shou smiled, "Otherwise Uncle Shi might want to ask Fourth Junior Brother about it."

His joke was called a cold-blooded move, and it also made Zhuge Shenhou laugh out loud.

Looking at this scene, Lin Shiyin's heart was filled with sympathy for the cold-blooded. It's so miserable to be a latecomer, to be molested by senior brother like this!

When she thought this way, she completely forgot that she also took pleasure in molesting him.

Zhuge Shenhou was a busy man after all, after sitting with them for a while, some colleagues from the imperial court came to pay their respects, Lin Shiyin took advantage of the opportunity to stand up and bid farewell.

Tie Shou sent them all the way to the door, and after Lin Shiyin got into the car, he said to Leng Xue: "You should have a new mission next month."

Leng Xue was stunned for a moment, looked at the serious expression of the second senior brother, and nodded after a long time: "Okay."

"Uncle Shi will send someone to notify you when the time comes." Tie Shou added.

"Ah."

Lin Shiyin didn't hear the conversation between the two senior brothers. On the way back to Li Yuan, she kept worrying about how to ask Leng Xue to put water on her, so that she could take this opportunity to eat something other than porridge.

As a result, not only was she cold-blooded, even the coachman didn't listen to her!After leaving the Shenhou Mansion, he drove the car back to Li Yuan without stopping on the street at all.

"I just want to taste something else..." She was very wronged when she got off the car.

Seeing her pitiful face biting her lips and looking at him coldly, she finally couldn't hold back and lost: "...Okay."

When he found her a small plate of honeydoodles while the kitchen was not ready, she was so excited that she almost didn't hug it and call her daddy, so she was so careful eating it.

But it was only for once that he softened his heart, he still refused to give her other things, even if he blushed because of her begging, he still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

However, Lin Shiyin is a rebellious girl who wants to eat even more when she can't eat it, so that the days when she drank plain porridge, her dreams were full of hot pot.

After three consecutive dreams, she decided to turn the idle shop next to Tongfu Inn into a hot pot restaurant.

Uncle Xiang: "...you calm down."

She gritted her teeth: "I've calmed down. Didn't you say that the hot pots in the pubs in Bianliang are not as delicious as the ones I made on New Year's Eve?"

Uncle Xiang: "..."

Really careless.

Lin Shiyin was serious. After thinking about it, she felt that in the Song Dynasty, when the culture of pot bottoms had not yet fully developed, it was definitely possible to improve hot pot and open a restaurant.

So after her stomach recovered, she recruited the master chefs in Li Yuan's kitchen to adjust different pot bottoms. Of course, she sensibly did not touch anything spicy.

A group of people debugged for four or five days, and finally determined the recipes for the bottom of the pot that she wanted.

Lin Shiyin contributed all her rich foodie experience when she was studying, and asked them to make a seafood pot with fish and shrimp as the base, a spicy pot with pepper and dogwood as the base, and a health pot with various wild mushrooms as the base, etc. Wait; by the way, I also taught the pattern of shrimp slippery and fish slippery, which amazed all the masters, and shouted that Miss Biao is really a master of food.

Uncle Xiang didn't stop her when he saw that she was in such a hurry and full of energy.

But he was very concerned: "Cousin girl, what's the name of this restaurant that specializes in hot pot?"

Lin Shiyin almost wanted to say Haidilao, but fortunately she restrained herself.

It’s just that she’s really not good at naming things, so she struggled until the end, so she just took the word “托” as the name of the store, and said in a serious way: “Eating hot pot is to scoop up hot things with a sieve. It’s simple and easy to understand, so it’s called this. gone."

Uncle Xiang nodded: "That's right."

Turning around, he helped Zhang Luo organize the store and open it. As for the shopkeeper and the waiter, it was also a very easy problem for the Li family to solve.

However, when he was about to order a plaque, Lin Shiyin stopped him.

"The name of the store is 'Lao', let's go directly to ask Zhuge Shenhou to write a question." Lin Shiyin said.

"Will this...won't it bother him too much?"

Lin Shiyin shook her head and smiled.

She knew Zhuge Shenhou would definitely agree, after all, [-]% of the money she made would go to Shenhou's mansion.

He has no reason not to agree to such a win-win situation.

In such intensive preparations, 'Lao' finally decided to open on the first day of February.

Lin Shiyin, who is well versed in the benefits of marketing, even released the news before the Shangyuan Festival, saying that this hot pot restaurant was inscribed by Zhuge Shenhou himself. There was a lot of discussion.