After waiting for a week, Huaiqing finally arrived.

The master who delivered the oil always carried two large vats with a burden, and the oil in the vats was frozen.

The taste of this Malatang hangs by the taste of these oil blocks, so whoever gets this oil block will be able to get out of the unique Malatang.

As soon as Huaiqing saw the oil delivery master coming, he personally went over to greet him and was very courteous.

"Master, you're here...... Huai Qing personally unloaded the two jars for the master, and then turned around and instructed Xiao Cai, "Quick! Go and pour a cup of tea for the master!"

Huaiqing took the master into the store and said politely, "Master, it's really hard for you to deliver these by yourself every time." ”

The master is an old man in his fifties, with dark skin and thick limbs, which is the mark of years of heavy work.

The old master smiled, wiped the sweat on his face, and took the tea with a smile, "Thank you...... I've been working as a coolie for so many years, and this job is the easiest, I only need to deliver the goods at intervals, which is very leisurely. ”

Huaiqing also smiled, and poured tea for the master, which made the master a little flattered.

"Alright, thank you, that's so kind!" the old master got up and prepared to leave.

Huaiqing watched from afar and followed from a distance.

The old master didn't notice being followed at all, but walked all the way to the south.

There are some small workshops in the south, and Huaiqing guesses that he should soon be at the place where Tang Xiaohan makes spicy hot base.

He couldn't help but get excited, he didn't expect everything to go so smoothly.

As long as he has this formula, he no longer needs to work for anyone, and he can use this formula to open his own shop.

He doesn't have to be controlled, he doesn't have to look at people's faces, and it's his right to sell things as much as he wants.

Huaiqing couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this, and his pace with the master also accelerated.

Seeing that the old master had entered a room, Huaiqing didn't dare to go in, so he had to stand in the distance and wait.

Sure enough, when the master came out, the two cylinders were filled with oil again.

Huaiqing dared to stand at the door when he saw the old master walking away, thinking about how to get in.

Huai Qing found a big stone, and it took a lot of effort to move the big stone to the wall, he stood on the stone, hooked his two arms, and turned it over hard, and finally turned over.

He got up in embarrassment, patted the ash on his legs, and looked up to see that the yard was full of peppers, spices, and peppers, covering the entire yard and drying.

Huaiqing couldn't help but let out a big sneeze, the spicy air here was too rushing.

Huaiqing couldn't help but walk towards the house, and found that there was indeed a spicy hot base that had been cooked in the hall.

Because the temperature is still relatively low, these oil blocks have solidified.

Huaiqing was excited, rubbed his hands, and walked deeper into the room.

There were indeed several large pots in the room, and Huaiqing thought that these pots must be used to boil these oils.

"Where's the recipe?" Huai Qing searched around the house, but didn't find a single note.

"Impossible! How could there be no formula? Could it be that Tang Xiaohan didn't write it at all?" Huai Qing thought of the worst.

Tang Xiaohan probably didn't write out the recipe at all, but memorized the recipe in his head, and what kind of materials were needed to prepare what when boiling.