Author: Guanxu

Mo Shan went out the next day and came back in the evening, carrying a large package full of bison meat.

"I went to find Lao Zhao, and he still had a lot of meat. No one bought the meat, and he couldn't eat it, so I took it all back."

Liu Ruhua soaked the meat to remove the blood, then marinated it with some spicy and fragrant seasonings.

Liu Ruhua picked these condiments from the mountains and dried them herself. The drying method was learned from her neighbor's aunt, and it is also condiments made by casual cultivators in Tongxian City. However, the ones made by Liu Ruhua have a better fragrance.

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The bison meat was marinated overnight, and the next day, it was put into the stove and cooked over high heat. After cooking for half a day, Liu Ruhua took out the meat, poured out the water in the pot, then added water and spicy seasonings, and started cooking over high heat.

Bring to a boil, then simmer over low heat for another night and day.

At dusk on the third day, the fire was put out and the lid of the pot was opened.

The heat surged out, and the aroma of meat mixed with seasonings filled the entire room.

Liu Ruhua took a knife, cut out a piece of meat, cut it into thin slices, put it on a plate, put it on the table, and then waved to Mo Hua: "Hua'er, come and have a taste."

Mo Hua picked up the chopsticks, put a piece in his mouth, and chewed it for a few times. He felt that it was soft and delicious, and the fragrance lingered on his teeth and cheeks. The only smell of mutton was neutralized by the spicy taste, giving it a unique flavor.

"Mom, this is the most delicious meat I have ever eaten!"

Mo Shan also took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he praised his wife:

"Even better than those chefs in restaurants."

Liu Ruhua smiled and tasted a piece of meat herself. After thinking about it, she was still a little dissatisfied:

"The taste is still a bit off. The spices need to be lighter, the spicy taste needs to be stronger, and the heat needs to be higher..."

Mo Hua thought it was delicious. He had never eaten such delicious meat in his life of more than ten years. As for whether he had eaten it in another life, he couldn't remember clearly.

The bison meat tasted very good, which gave him the confidence to open a restaurant. Liu Ruhua cut some of the beef out of the pot, put it in snack boxes, and asked Mo Shan and Mo Hua to share some with their neighbors.

Mo Shan took it and distributed it to the neighbors and friends in the demon hunting team.

Mo Hua carried the food box and first gave one to Mr. Feng from Xinglin Pavilion to thank Mr. Feng for treating his mother. Then he gave one to Master Chen. After all, it was Master Chen who made the stove for stew.

The beef produced should always be tasted by others.

Mr. Feng is good at maintaining health through meals and won't eat too much. But when he saw the beef sent by Mo Hua, he couldn't help but taste a few slices and praised it full of praise.

Not to mention, Master Chen gave half of the beef to Dazhu and other disciples, and put the rest away, keeping it for himself to drink slowly.

There were still a few copies of the ink paintings sent to Dahu and his family.

Dahu and his friends are all surnamed Meng, and they are a family, but the three of them are not actually brothers.

The Meng family was originally prosperous, with three generations under one roof. The old man had three sons, and each son gave him a grandson. These three grandsons were the big tiger, the twin tigers, and the little tiger.

But the good times didn't last long. Shuanghu's father died while hunting a monster. Shuanghu's mother was depressed and sick, and she died soon after.

Xiaohu's father hooked up with another female cultivator while he was away on business and never came back. Boss Meng asked people to inquire about the news. Some said that he had changed his name and started a new family, while others said that he was raped.

The evil witch was confused, sucked the marrow, and was made into a human elixir.

No matter what, people can't come back anyway. Xiaohu's mother felt embarrassed and remarried.

Originally, the old man of the Meng family wanted to multiply his descendants for several generations and produce a foundation-building monk. It was a small family with some reputation in Tongxian City. Unexpectedly, two of the three sons disappeared in the blink of an eye. The old man was so angry that he became sick.

Unfortunately, he passed away soon after.

In this way, the only pillar of the Meng family was the eldest son. He never complained. He raised the two brothers' children as his own. They ate together when they had food and were hungry when they didn't. When several children made mistakes, they were beaten.

We also beat them together and scolded them together.

It's just that as the three children grew up, their appetites grew, and the family, which was not originally wealthy, became more difficult than others.

When Mo Hua brought the beef, the Meng family was having dinner.

Big Tiger, Shuanghu and Little Tiger were munching on steamed buns and pickles. When they heard that Mo Hua had brought beef, their eyes widened. When Mo Hua opened the food box, the aroma wafted out, and all three of them salivated with greed.

Aunt Meng glared at the three children, "Before you eat other people's food, thank them first!"

Shuanghu first patted his chest and said: "Mo Hua! Don't speak foreign words between brothers. No matter who bullies you in the future, I will beat him up for you!"

Big Tiger and Little Tiger also said in unison: "Me too! Me too!"

Aunt Meng picked up the chopsticks, knocked each of the three little tigers on the head, and said angrily: "Tiantian doesn't know how to learn well, he only knows how to fight. If the three of you put together, if Mo Hua is half as sensible, I will burn high incense."

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After Aunt Meng finished speaking, she felt a little softer when she saw the three children looking at the meat pitifully and said:

"Eat, eat, remember to do something for your Uncle Mo and Aunt Liu in the future, don't eat other people's food all day long."

The three little tigers nodded quickly, then each took a piece of meat, put it into Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng's bowls, and then started working on the rest of the meat.

As soon as the beef entered his mouth, Xiaohu's eyes widened and he said, "This meat is so delicious!"

Dahu and Shuanghu nodded with meat in their mouths.

Mom's cooking was praised, and Mo Hua was also very happy.

Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng tasted the meat, nodded, and then gave the remaining meat to the three boys.

Aunt Meng said to Mo Hua enviously: "Your mother's cooking skills are really good!"

Mo Hua also praised: "Aunt Meng's cooking skills are also very good!"

Aunt Meng laughed, took Mo Hua's little hand and said, "I don't know how such a well-behaved and sensible child was born."

Uncle Meng took a bite of beef and asked curiously: "Is this bison meat? It doesn't taste like it."

"It's bison meat. It's been cooked for a long time."

"No wonder," Uncle Meng nodded, and then said to Mo Hua: "I heard that your family is going to open a restaurant. If there is anything you can do to help, just tell your uncle and aunt, and we will definitely help."

"Thank you Uncle Meng!"

After a few more pleasantries, Mo Hua stood up and left. Aunt Meng brought some freshly steamed buns and some wild fruits for Mo Hua to take home to eat.

"There's nothing good at home. You can take these steamed buns and fruits back and eat them."

Mo Hua didn't refuse, put the steamed buns in the food box, ate the wild fruits, and walked home.

The beef that has been stewed in the stove for a long time is praised by everyone who has tasted it.

Liu Ruhua added more seasoning to the cooking, adjusted the heat of the stew, and made a few bowls of beef noodles for Mo Hua to try. The soup was mellow, the noodles were chewy, and the beef was delicious. Mo Hua narrowed his eyes happily.

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In addition, Liu Ruhua also added some other drinks and snacks and sold them in restaurants.

Wine is definitely indispensable, but the cultivators are poor and the grains used to make wine are poor, so the taste is not very good. But the wine made by Liu Ruhua himself is completely different.

Some flowers, plants, and fresh fruits are added to the wine, which has a lower alcohol content. Together with the fragrant aroma of different flowers and fruits, it is slightly sweet and has an aftertaste. Mo Hua especially likes it.

In addition to beef, the meal also includes some pastries, fruits, pine nuts, beef noodles, etc.

Later, with the help of neighborhood friends, preparations were completed and the restaurant opened on the first day of the new year.

The restaurant was originally called Mo Ji Restaurant according to the street naming convention, but with Mo Hua's suggestion and Mo Shan's approval, it was finally renamed "Liu Ji Restaurant".

Liu Ruhua couldn't resist the father and son, so he had to agree.
Chapter completed!