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Everyone who was eating turned to look at Jiaoniang, pointing and talking.

Jiaoniang was not discouraged. When she went out from the countryside to start her own business, she had met with a more direct rejection. What did this setback count for?

As for the remaining two restaurants, one of them was busy on the street and had business. There was an endless stream of people coming to eat, and there were not enough seats. Some people were even sitting in front of the door with bowls in their hands.

Jiaoniang thought for a moment, then turned around and went to the restaurant at the end of the alley. Jiaoniang thought for a moment, then turned around and went to the restaurant at the end of the alley.

"Hello, I have a dish recipe passed down from my ancestors here. I wonder if Lady Boss is interested?"

The fat woman looked up and down at Jiaoniang, not underestimating her at all. "What kind of recipe is it? Do you have the dishes on hand?"

"There are no orders, but I will make them. If you are interested, I can make them for you to try." Jiaoniang was a little nervous. If the shop rejected her, she would have to find another way out.

"Humph, you are still young. It seems like you were rejected by them. That's why you came here to try your luck." The fat woman snorted as she placed the abacus on the table and walked out from behind the counter. She circled around Jiaoniang and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The few people in the restaurant looked over curiously. Jiaoniang looked at the fat woman inquiring, "I want to make pork."

"Pork?" The fat woman seemed to have heard a joke. At this time, most of the pork meat was not very good and it was still stinky. Only the greedy families would buy some pork bone and lard back, but it was really rare to find pork in a restaurant.

Jiaoniang had very little memory of eating pork. Since there were very few people who raised pigs these days and even fewer who ate pork, she boldly proposed to make pork, probably because there weren't any dishes that would be very popular in the future.

"Boss Qiao, please let this young lady have a try. No one is eating right now anyway." It was a pity that they did not have anything to offer. It was just that only the neighbors would give them some face before wrapping up their lives, and if this young lady really got something good out of it, this broken down shop might change a little.

Hearing her old acquaintances say this, Qiao Ke reluctantly nodded, "Old Song sent me some pork today. I don't know what you're going to do. Why don't you come with me to the kitchen and try it out?"

Jiaoniang was careless. She quickly followed the fat woman to the kitchen in the backyard and took out a piece of pork hind leg meat from the well.

Ignoring them, Jiaoniang picked up the kitchen knife and cut off the fat part of her hind leg. She wanted to make the East Slope into meat, but she couldn't find the ingredients, so she decided to use this piece of meat to make the Red Braised Meat instead.

Find the scallions, ginger, garlic, slice, put the pork in boiling water once, add a piece of ginger, boiling water after the pork out, this process can to some extent remove the pig's fishy smell, and pork in the blood foam.

After washing the pork in clean water again, Jiaoniang heated up the frying pan and poured the oil into it. She put a piece of sugar that Qiao Ke had smashed into the oil and made it into syrup.

Very soon, an enticing smell of meat wafted through the kitchen.

The few people who were waiting outside looked at each other in dismay. They didn't know how Jiaoniang could cook the pig into such a fragrant aroma, and there was even a hint of sweetness in the meat.

Qiao Ke was drooling with drool. She couldn't wait to eat and was curious how Jiaoniang had managed to do it. "How did you make the pork so fragrant?"

Jiaoniang replied as she washed the terrines, "A lot of people don't know how to get rid of the fishy smell from the pork. My ancestors had a method. Usually, I would study cooking and come up with this dish." As expected, no one here knew what the Red Braised Meat was used for.

After saying that, she poured the stewed red braised pork that she had smelt for three minutes into a clay pot. She filled the pot with water, covered half of the pot, and covered it with a lid. After waiting for nearly half an hour, the fragrance from the pot assaulted her senses, causing her to salivate.

Although Qiao Ke had already eaten lunch, the smell of the meat was really fragrant. It was so fragrant that she wanted to immediately have a taste and see. "Is it ready?"

"Wait, wait a little longer."

He didn't know how many times Qiao Ke had asked, but Jiaoniang was so hungry that her chest was sticking to her back.

The man who suggested Qiao Ke give Jiaoniang a try said, "I can't miss this smell. It's definitely delicious. It seems like the restaurant that Old Qiao left behind can be revived."

The other two scoffed at him, "Not only do you smell good, we smell good too. I didn't expect pork to be so delicious. How strange."

Upon hearing their words, the hesitation in Qiao Ke's heart had long since disappeared. She couldn't wait to get the recipe from Jiaoniang.

Jiaoniang used a cloth to carry the pot to the main hall. The moment the lid was opened, the main hall was filled with the smell of meat. The four onlookers impatiently picked up a piece of meat with their chopsticks and put it in their mouths.

He saw that the pork was red in color, and it looked oily. When he used his chopsticks, the meat seemed to be cut at the waist, and he put it into his mouth to take a probing bite. It was fragrant, sweet, soft and not too greasy.

Qiao Ke's first bite was fixed in place for two seconds. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at Jiaoniang. The next second, she retracted her gaze and quickly put another piece into her mouth.

"This smell!" Absolutely! " The several of them used their chopsticks one after another. Soon, the meat in the pot was finished.

"What is this smell?" Aunt Qiao, what is your family's new dish? " A twelve to thirteen year old boy stuck his head in and saw a few people eating something around the table. He hurriedly came in and said, "What are you guys eating for!?" Why didn't you call me! "

Taking the chopsticks from Qiao Ke, the boy didn't bother to clean them as he quickly grabbed a piece of meat from the jar and put it in his mouth. "Pah pah pah, why is it a piece of ginger!" When he went to take more, there was no ginger in the jar. The boy was so angry that he dipped his chopsticks in the soup and put it in his mouth. His eyes lit up. Aunt Qiao, is there anything else? I'll get my dad to buy a can! "

Seeing him dressed in silk, Jiaoniang guessed that his family was quite wealthy. The fat woman, Qiao Ke, smiled as she snatched the chopsticks from his hands. "There's no meat left today. If you want to eat, tell your father to come buy it tomorrow."

Qiao Ke asked Jiaoniang, "How much are you planning to sell this recipe for?"

Jiaoniang didn't know where the range of Qiao Ke's tolerance was, so she didn't dare set a price. Thinking that they might work together again in the future, she told her, "Sister Qiao, please give me some, my mother and brother are still waiting for me to buy some rice to eat. If we work together, I still have other ways to give Sister Qiao."