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342 Well, don’t come to my house in the future

However, the villagers knew that the meat was either wolf meat or venison. After all, when Niu Dali and others came back from the prey yesterday, many people saw it.

Wang Shihu was busy entertaining guests, Niu Dali and Fan Zhongyun sat at the same table, and plates of dishes were served by Xiu'er and a few girls.

But at this moment, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of Wang Shihu's house, and Liu Fugui and Liu Xiaogu got off the carriage.

Wang Shihu enthusiastically welcomed Liu Fugui and his uncle into the yard. The villagers of Xinghua Village all knew Liu Fugui and his uncle. After all, the Stork Tower once collected chickens from their entire village.

Wang Qingyang and some famous elders in the village greeted Liu Fugui one after another. Liu Fugui's fat face smiled and responded like Maitreya Buddha.

"Brother Niu, Brother Fan!"

Liu Fugui and Liu Xiaogu sat at Niu Dali and others' table and greeted them.

"I am blessed today. I can eat such a sumptuous dish. It seems that Brother Niu went into the mountain yesterday and had a lot of harvest!"

Liu Fugui glanced at the dishes on the table. Even if he didn't have to eat them, he could still smell that the dishes on the table were wild game in the mountains.

"How can it be enriched?" Niu Dali shook his head, "This is how many days we went into the mountain yesterday and only got this little!"

Fan Zhongyun and the other two nodded in agreement. They had been strolling in the mountains for so many of these preys.

Liu Fugui did not doubt what Niu Dali said. Now, let alone their Stork Tower has no game, other restaurants are the same. The reason is very simple. There are fewer prey in Daluo Mountain.

"Hey, I know when I will have to wait until there will be prey in the mountains?"

Liu Fugui sighed, "You don't know. Now Huanghelou invites the imperial chef to cook, and many people in the town come to their place to eat. Our Stork Tower's business is getting worse every day!"

"Shopkeeper Liu, don't you have that rich chicken? Why are you still afraid of the Yellow Crane Tower?" Dajin said curiously.

"Brother Dajin, you don't know that Huanghe Tower has hired that dead eunuch since he hired it." Liu Xiaogu was so angry that he was just halfway through his words, but he was interrupted by Liu Fugui's cough.

"Uncle, why do you cough when I say that the eunuch is dead?" Liu Xiaogu looked at Liu Fugui and said.

Niu Dali and others also looked at him.

Liu Fugui: "..."

"In fact, the imperial chef is not necessarily a eunuch. Some chefs are from the auditions of all over the world, so they don't need to be cleansed."

Fan Zhongyun and others nodded suddenly, and Dajin said, "I thought the Imperial Chef was a eunuch!"

Liu Xiaogu said dissatisfied: "Maybe the imperial chef invited from Huanghe Tower is a dead eunuch? Uncle Niu, you don't know that the dead eunuch actually said that the rich chickens in our Stork Tower are despicable things and can only be eaten by beggars!"

Niu Dali's expression was a bit strange.

It seems that the rich chicken has another name, that is, the beloved chicken.

It's just a castrated version of beggar chicken.

"There is still this?"

Fan Zhongyun and others looked at Liu Fugui in surprise.

Liu Fugui nodded helplessly, "Although the imperial chef said that, there are still diners going to our restaurant to eat."

Liu Xiaogu added: "I'm here, but after eating Fugui Chicken, I said that the Fugui Chicken in our restaurant was not good and there was something missing. I didn't see them say it before, but I didn't say it since the imperial chef said this?"

Niu Dali couldn't help but nodded and said, "I didn't say anything. What's missing from the rich chicken?"

Liu Fugui looked at him suddenly. The way of making Fugui chickens is from Niu Dali's family. Even Niu Dali said so, so there may be something missing from Fugui chickens.

Fan Zhongyun looked at Liu Fugui in confusion. They didn't understand why Brother Niu was so shocked when he said that Fugui chicken was missing?

Liu Xiaogu said in confusion: "Uncle Niu, isn't that rich chicken really less smell?"

Niu Dali nodded, "You are the ones who are rich chickens."

"Brother Niu!"

Before Niu Dali could finish speaking, Liu Fugui interrupted.

Then, he quickly walked to Niu Dali and sat down.

Niu Dali understood what Liu Fugui meant. There were so many people here at this time. As the saying goes, there were too many people talking. If someone heard the secret recipe, the Stork Tower would suffer a lot of losses.

"Shopkeeper Liu, do you need to use reed leaves to make rich chickens?"

Liu Fugui nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Is it possible that you don't use reed leaves to make Fugui chicken?"

Sure enough, you can understand without having to talk to smart people.

Niu Dali nodded and said, "Well, it is actually best to use lotus leaves to make beggar chickens. Beggar chicken made with lotus leaves will have a clear fragrance of lotus leaves, and the taste will be even better!"

It is early April, and the lotus flowers are not blooming, but the lotus leaves are growing in the pool.

Dajin and Wang Shidong looked at the two people who were talking in a low voice. Fan Zhongyun thought for a moment, not only looked at Niu Dali, but also looked at Liu Fugui.

Liu Xiaogu, but there were so many people around him, so he couldn't come over to ask.

"Shopkeeper Liu, Huangquelou said that only beggars can eat the chicken. As they wish, how about we call this chicken a beggar? "

A beggar chicken that is not made with lotus leaves has no soul, and this is the original name.

Liu Fugui pondered for a moment but did not refuse Niu Dali's request.

You are not saying that this is a despicable thing and is not worthy of being eaten by others, so their Stork Tower just wants to use the beloved chicken to hit the Huanghe Tower's face.

Afterwards, Liu Fugui asked about the five-spice melon seeds. He learned that the five-spice melon seeds would not be available at the latest at the end of the month. He felt a little sad, but when he thought of using lotus leaves as beggar chicken, he looked a little excited.

Only half of the wedding banquet was eaten, and Liu Fugui couldn't wait to eat the beggar chicken made of lotus leaves, so he said goodbye first.

After leaving Wang Shihu's house, he got on a carriage, and left Xinghua Village.

"Uncle, what did Uncle Niu tell you at the banquet just now?" Liu Xiaogu said curiously in a carriage

"You will know after a while!" Liu Fugui smiled and said, "Passing by the lotus pond, stop!"

"Uncle, is it possible that the beggar chickens should be made of lotus leaves?" Liu Xiaogu was not a fool, and soon thought of Liu Fugui's intention.

"You are smart!"

Liu Fugui sighed in his heart. His nephew had a bright mind, but he didn't have to do it in the main business.

It was already afternoon after the banquet, and many villagers left with great satisfaction. To be honest, this was the best meal they had in their lives. Even after eating the taste, it would be endless aftertaste.

And for some reason, when I was having a banquet at Shi Hu’s house, my whole body became refreshed and my body seemed to be much lighter.

From this day on, there was an additional neighbor next to Niu Dali's house.

Since Wang Shihu and his family lived next door, life seemed to have become much more lively. Aunt Wang, Widow Sun and Xiu'er often come to visit each other.

And Wang Shihu?

"Well, if you have anything to do in the future, just call me at your house, come to my house less." Niu Dali patted Wang Shihu on the shoulder and said earnestly.
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