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Chapter 217: Tasting [Goat's Milk to Cow's Milk]


Considering the consumption power of this era, the breakfast buffet in Ma's Guest House is only open on days when officials and students are on vacation.

The price of a bamboo stick sold to the court was twenty-two cents, and the retail price to the outside world was twenty-eight cents.

In terms of purchasing power, these twenty-eight cents were equivalent to more than one hundred yuan in later generations. a little.

It doesn't sound very expensive, but in terms of income level, twenty-eight cents is basically half a month's income for the bottom labor force in Chang'an City.

Considering that the price of food in Chang'an City is quite high, , Life is not easy, and most people will definitely not eat such a luxurious breakfast.

"Here, venue fee."

At about 10:30 in the morning, the buffet breakfast time ended, and the helpers were cleaning up the place.

Luo Yong counted the bamboo sticks he got that day, and then pushed some of them in front of Ma Feiyang.

My sister's restaurant borrows the space of Ma's guest house to sell buffet breakfast.

No matter what, there is always some venue fee.

The Ma family doesn't ask for money.

They just get bamboo sticks directly every time.

They use this to give away People, it is said that they are quite popular.

"I got a few more today."

Ma Feiyang fiddled with the pile of bamboo sticks in front of him and estimated that he would get a dozen more bamboo sticks this time than last time.

He has more than a dozen here, and Luo Rong has more than a hundred.

Their venue fee is calculated based on the share.

Every time they take back the bamboo sticks from the buffet breakfast, one of them will be given to the Ma family as the venue. fee.

"Next time I plan to add another row of seats in the corridor."

Luo Yong said.

During the two or three hours during the peak period today, many people came and saw that there were no empty seats in the lobby.

After asking, they found that the private rooms were also occupied, so they had no choice but to leave, saying they would come back another day.

"Can they be willing to sit in a place like the corridor?"

Ma's guesthouse is spacious, and the corridor after going up the stairs is also spacious enough.

But will anyone really sit in such a place?

Can they afford twenty or thirty pennies?

Those who have breakfast are not ordinary people.

"It's okay.

Make the wooden couch and low table more elegant, and add some flowers and potted plants for decoration.

It should be good.

If you really don't want to sit, there's nothing you can do."

If you want to sit, you have to give it a try to find out.

In this buffet, the more people there are, the more money you can make.

"Leave this matter to me."

After all, the venue fee was paid.

Besides, Ma Feiyang didn't have much to do recently, unlike Luo Yong who had to teach, go to court and run a buffet.

"In this case, there is Brother Lao Ma."

Luo Yong said with a smile.

"My dear brother, why do you need to be so arrogant?"

Ma Feiyang said with a smile.

"Hey, are you okay?

Let's go."

Qiao Junlin was waiting impatiently and urged.

"Okay."

Luo Yong put those bamboo sticks into his cloth pocket, picked them up and left.

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The two men went downstairs one after another.

Ma Feiyang: How do you feel about having your friend robbed?

"What are you looking at?"

Masiro came up from downstairs at this time.

"How do you think these two people can be so good?

They go in and out together all day long."

Ma Jiulang said to his brother.

"If you are feeling bored, just go in and out with me."

Masilang said with a smile.

Ma Feiyang: If you want an errand boy, just ask.

"Where are the bamboo sticks today?"

Masilang asked again.

"They're all here."

Ma Feiyang pushed the pile of bamboo sticks under his hand towards his brother.

"It seems that Luo Sanlang's business is doing well."

Masilang also saw that there were more bamboo sticks this month than last month.

"Yeah."

Ma Feiyang nodded, saying it was a lie if he said he wasn't envious.

How could he make such coffin boards?

Look at how much money he has made recently.

"I'll go out in a moment.

Keep an eye on the guest house."

Masilang stuffed the bamboo sticks into his arms one by one.

"What do you want to do with so many bamboo sticks?"

Ma Feiyang stretched out his hand to stop them.

If his brother took them away at this moment, what about himself?

"I'm useful."

Masilang said, and he quickly gathered the remaining bamboo sticks on the table and put them in his arms.

"Where's mine?"

Ma Feiyang said dissatisfied. "" Masilang glanced at his brother, thought for a moment, took out two sticks from his arms and handed them to him: "Don't give them away randomly."

Ma Feiyang: "Only these two sticks, how can you let me be so messy?"

Ma Shiro smiled after hearing this, turned around and went downstairs.

In fact, Masilang was not reluctant to give his younger brother a few more bamboo sticks, but that boy was really clueless.

Last time, he was made happy by his friends he had just met in Chang'an City, and he casually scattered a dozen bamboo sticks. sign.

As expected, the dozen young people came to eat at the buffet with their own bamboo sticks.

Several young people were making noises in the restaurant, which made some customers very unhappy.

However, Luo Sanlang was quick to respond and inquired about each other clearly.

After finding out where they were, they said that since they were Ma Jiulang's friends, they had to arrange a private room for them no matter what, and then revealed the matter.

Ma Feiyang also knew that what he did last time was inappropriate.

Some of his friends later came to their senses and distanced themselves from him.

After this back and forth, he failed to make ends meet.

He shouldn't brag to others about how many bamboo sticks he has.

Since he is friends with those people, it would be nice to invite them to a wine shop.

Why give them bamboo sticks and let them go to Luo Sanlang's breakfast banquet?

In fact, when Luo Yong sells bamboo sticks, they don't pick the origin of their customers.

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The only thing they need to pay attention to is to ensure the dining atmosphere.

It is precisely because of this that every time he takes a bath recently, Luo Yong has to come to the cafeteria here to watch in case some emergencies arise.

Besides, there are many people who dislike him in Chang'an City.

I am also afraid that someone is deliberately looking for trouble.

"This half-day's work is better than the whole day's income of the food shop."

Over at Chonghuafang, Aunt Luo sighed after counting the bamboo sticks she earned this day.

"This is the only time in five days."

Luo Yong said with a smile.

"It's nice of you two to work hard.

I'm going to take a rest and you still have to work."

Aunt Luo said.

"Sister, I don't have to work every day."

Luo Yong said.

"Since you have done business, you naturally have to work every day, and it is the same with other families."

Aunt Luo said with a smile.

In the afternoon of this day, neither Luo Yong nor Qiao Junlin returned to Chonghuafang.

They heard from the Ma family that some people in the guesthouses and restaurants in Chang'an City have recently tried to imitate their breakfast banquet.

Competition will appear soon. .

In order to ensure the freshness and superiority of our own buffet, in addition to the freshness and variety of dishes and the dining atmosphere, we also introduce some new dishes from time to time.

When it comes to new dishes, after salad dressing, Luo Yong naturally thinks of cream.

The previous salad dressing did not attract much attention.

Some people ate it, and some people liked it quite a lot, but it did not become a hot spot, nor did it cause any waves in the food industry of Chang'an City.

This time, Luo Yong had high hopes for this cream cake.

To be honest, their current buffet breakfast did not have any outstanding dishes except for canned fruits.

It was necessary to study more main dishes.

"See if the milk is layered?"

In a small room on the side of the yard, Luo Yong opened the window to let in the light from outside.

He saw several open pottery urns placed in the room, each of which was covered with a pottery lid.

There was still a milky smell in the room.

This is their second experiment.

The first time they used goat's milk, but the whipped cream finally extracted could not be whipped smoothly, so this time they switched to cow's milk.

In Chang'an City, cow's milk is better than goat's milk.

Much more expensive.

Qiao Junlin opened a pottery urn and looked at it, then scooped up some milk with a long-handled wooden spoon and observed carefully: "It seems a little different from yesterday."

"Let me see."

Luo Yong took the wooden spoon and looked at it.

Although he was not sure, he felt that it should be whipped cream: "Just take the upper milk and use it.

If you put it down again, I'm afraid it will be whipped cream."

The milk is going sour."

The method of extracting whipped cream in later generations mostly used a centrifuge.

Luo Yong didn't know the structure of the machine, and the Hengs were not around for a while.

No one could show him the machine, so he had to use this stupid method, which was to buy the machine.

The fresh cow's and goat's milk is placed there quietly until the fat-rich part of the cow's and goat's milk floats on its own.

This separation method is not only inefficient, but also incomplete.

It requires a lot of cow's and goat's milk to get a little light cream.

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Fortunately, the remaining cow's and goat's milk can be used in other places, otherwise the cost would be too high.

High.

In addition to whipping cream, the low-gluten flour used in making cakes is also a problem.

Luo Yong didn't know how those factories in later generations produced low-gluten flour.

The method he found in space was to use ordinary white flour and cornstarch to prepare low-gluten flour.

Cornstarch was not a precious thing in later generations, but it is still relatively rare at this time.

Hou Lin happened to have some corn kernels on hand.

He planted corn in the yard last year and this year, and he was not willing to eat what he grew.

Last year, he made a lot of money by selling seeds.

This year, the price of corn seeds has dropped.

He didn't sell much and kept all the corn.

When he heard that Luo Yong wanted to use corn, he took out all the corn.

After the corn kernels were fully soaked, they were ground into corn slurry with a stone mill, and then the corn residue was filtered out.

After settling and drying in the sun, they finally got a small amount of corn starch, which was carefully packed in a pottery jar by Luo Yong. , stored in the house, the opening of the pottery urn is tied tightly with oil paper every day to prevent small insects from crawling in.

Fine white flour is mixed with a certain amount of corn starch to become low-gluten flour, which can make a chiffon cake with good fluffiness.

This cake has a lot of milk, sugar cane pulp and grapefruit juice added to it, making it taste light and fluffy.

Soft and tender, with a little bit of toughness.

This time, the cake was not steamed.

Instead, it was greased with oil in an open, flat-bottomed pottery vat.

The prepared cake batter was poured in and baked over low heat.

After taking it out of the pan, carefully cut it into round cakes, and then spread the whipped cream on top.

Fresh whipping cream extracted from fresh milk at home, added with some sugar cane pulp and grapefruit juice to beat.

The sugar cane pulp can be purchased at the liquor store in Chang'an City.

Although the price is higher, it is still acceptable.

Grapefruit juice can remove milk.

The slight fishy smell in it adds some fruity fragrance, and appropriately increases some acidity, making it relatively less easy to get tired of eating.

In the afternoon of this day, the female guests who had attended the breakfast banquet at Xu's guest house received a dessert one after another from Sister's Restaurant.

I saw this piece of snow-white pastry, about the size of a palm, with a strong beef flavor, and a faint sweet and sour fruity aroma.

I dug out a small piece with a spoon and put it in my mouth, feeling the sweet and beautiful taste.

Dissolve slowly in the mouth "This is the one sent from my sister's restaurant.

What more did she say?"

"I said we will have this at the next breakfast banquet.

I will send you a portion to taste with my wife." gd1806102: