Su Xuanhe saw that no one was paying attention around him, so he whispered into Su Qingluan's ear and asked: "Sister, do we still need to perform our scene?"
When Su Qingluan heard this, her face was full of words: "Probably... no need."
When she was washing her hair, she heard Mr. Yang mutter: "I just heard from your father that the boy from the Zhao family was so nice to talk to, but suddenly he ran away as if he had seen a ghost. He is really evil..."
"..." I'm afraid that "ghost" is not her. Su Qingluan immediately understood that this coward was probably scared away by him.
Although it was different from the original plan, the goal was finally achieved.
But Su Qingluan felt a little unhappy for no reason: Is she that scary?
But it doesn't matter, it saves another scene.
Seeing Su Xuanhe's disappointed look, Su Qingluan smiled and pinched her cheek: "Don't worry, I'll have to let you eat chicken later~"
Looking back at the chicken, Su Qingluan felt that the time was almost up. He tore up the remaining mushrooms and threw them into the chicken soup to continue stewing.
I don’t know how long it took, but the whole yard was filled with the aroma of chicken soup.
Su Qingluan saw that the time was almost up, turned around and began to roll the small dough that had been kneaded into balls into an oval cake with a small rolling pin, brushed a layer of chicken oil on it, rolled it into a roll, and then rolled it into a twist knot.
Turning his hand, he pressed the twist knot into a small porcelain bowl filled with sesame, so that the surface was covered with sesame.
In this way, all ten pots were rolled in sesame. Su Qingluan pulled off the chicken soup and added it to the iron frying pan.
While fussing about it, Su Qingluan murmured in her heart: There will need to be more holes in this stove in the future, otherwise it will be really busy preparing stir-fry soup and steaming staple food at the same time.
Su Qingluan found out clearly that if he wanted to buy a comfortable house in the town for the whole family to live in, and it had to be in a prosperous location with easy access, it would cost at least two hundred taels.
Although she has thirty taels on hand, it is only the "peak effect" of the new product in the first few days on the market. In the long run, a monthly dividend of fifty or sixty taels is considered good.
In addition, now that we have to develop new dishes, our expenses will inevitably increase greatly, so we may not be able to buy a new house anytime soon.
But she can use the money on hand to renovate this somewhat dilapidated farmyard - the most important thing is to repair the kitchen to be more spacious, so that it can be more convenient for her to use.
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan's hands did not stop.
She brushed a layer of chicken oil on the iron frying pan and the dough, then rolled the twist knots directly into pancakes and placed them on the frying pan.
With the "crackling" sound of flax, an intoxicating smell of flour mixed with oil wafts out.
Not to mention the two children, Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan, whose stomachs were already rumbling in the Five Zang Temple, even the two adults, Yang and Su Guangfu, couldn't help but sniff diligently.
"What did sister do? It smells so good!" The little girl stretched her long neck and looked towards the kitchen.
Yang joked: "What is your sister not doing?" As she said that, she put the selected wild vegetables in the bamboo basket - she and Su Guangfu were sitting in the yard, preparing for the stall tomorrow.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Su Qingluan was heard shouting: "Dinner is ready!"
"I'm going to help sister carry the dishes!" The little girl ran towards the kitchen like a scurry.
"Slow down, don't fall!" Su Xuanhe also followed.
Su Qingluan felt happy and relaxed when she saw her younger brothers and sisters coming to help. She left all the tasks of serving bowls, dishes and setting utensils to them.
Today's dinner seems very simple, with a large pot of chicken soup in the middle and two large sheets of dough for each person.
Su Xueyan couldn't help but take a bite of the sesame cake first, and exclaimed: "Sister, the noodles you make are layer by layer!"
As he spoke, he tore open the layered dough and showed it to his parents and brother.
Su Qingluan nodded and asked with a smile: "Does it smell good?"
"It smells so good!" Su Xueyan nodded broadly.
She bit it down and got sesame all over her face. When she nodded, the sesame stuck to her face scattered all over the table.
"You take that bowl and eat it." Yang smiled and pushed the bowl to her little daughter.
Su Qingluan smiled and saw her sister eating as cutely as a little hamster. She turned around and saw her younger brother swallowing half of the cake in one breath because he ate too quickly. His face turned red from choking.
Su Qingluan had no choice but to serve him half a bowl of chicken soup.
Unexpectedly, Su Xuanhe was impatient. He drank the chicken soup without waiting for it to cool down, causing tears to flow from his eyes.
Su Qingluan was speechless: "There is a layer of oil on the top of the chicken soup. You can see that it is not steaming, but in fact it is very hot underneath. Please eat slowly!"
As he said that, he also filled up half the bowl, picked up the spoon, blew it cool and put it into his mouth.
In an instant, the unique aroma of mushrooms mixed with the richness of chicken soup spread on the tip of Su Qingluan's tongue.
It is indeed a pure natural fungus, and the richness of the fragrance is definitely not the same as that of modern breeding!
Su Qingluan can use her nearly twenty years of cooking experience to guarantee that this bowl of mushroom stewed chicken soup is more delicious than anything she has ever tasted in her previous life!
Sure enough, there is a saying that is right - delicious ingredients often require the simplest processing methods.
However, for the rest of the Su family, it is obviously the flax flour cake that attracts them more.
Yang tore open the dough pancake, felt the layers of it, and exclaimed, "I never knew that this chicken fat pancake could be so crispy and delicious!"
To be more precise, since the Su family did not have iron pots in the past, their staple food was steamed or stewed, so this time the pancakes full of burnt aroma are a more novel experience for them.
After the meal, Su Qingluan went to Yang and Su Guangfu's house and told her parents about the banknote and the long-term cooperation that Boss Liang said today.
"I think it's not bad," Su Qingluan said frankly, "Selling a few recipes can make our family rich."
"And when our family has some wealth, we can open a restaurant of our own." This was also Su Qingluan's original goal - she would master the cooking skills and open her own restaurant without being passive.
"Opening it in a town?" Ms. Yang was a little worried, "The town is so big, aren't we going to have trouble with the 'Hongfu Tower'?"
"What Da Ya means is that we should open a store in a larger provincial capital." Su Guangfu said firmly.
Seeing Su Qingluan nodding, he persuaded: "Da Ya, you have the ability. Dad won't say much. It's just that going to the provincial capital to open a restaurant is not a trivial matter, so you must be prepared."
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Dad, I just want to open a restaurant, but I didn't say I was going to the city soon - not to mention that we only have thirty taels, and we have a lot of expenses, so there is no rush."
With that said, Su Qingluan told her parents about the idea of using the bank notes to renovate the Su family's house.
"The relationship is good. When the weather gets cooler in autumn, we will repair the house - maybe this winter will be better." Yang nodded with a smile.
Hearing Yang's words, Su Qingluan's heart "thumped".
