Su Qingluan didn't notice his brother's stiff movements at first.
But after a while, there was a strange smell in the air. Su Qingluan quickly covered her mouth and nose and patted her brother's arm: "You brat, I rubbed your belly for your kindness, and this is how you 'repay' you." sister?!"
"I... I didn't mean it!" Su Xuanhe stammered in defense, "No... couldn't help it..."
"But the smell is too strong..."
"Hey, stop talking!" Su Xuanhe shyly covered himself in the quilt, but immediately stuck his head out because he couldn't stand the "deliciousness" under the quilt.
"Hahahaha..." Su Qingluan heard the noise and laughed rudely.
"Get out quickly!" Su Xiaoer was so embarrassed and angry that he almost wished he could disappear on the spot.
"Okay, seeing as you speak so energetically, you shouldn't feel uncomfortable anymore." Su Qingluan fumbled and took the empty bowl on the box in his hand, "You should go to sleep quickly!"
With that said, she walked out.
The next day, Su Qingluan first went to Hongfu Tower for a walk.
Su Qingluan's ancient improved version of "seaweed rice" quickly became popular because of its solid staple food and the inclusion of non-vegetarian foods such as smoked chicken and eggs, which made it very resistant to hunger. People liked her, which made shopkeeper Liang praise her again when he saw Su Qingluan.
Even this time, before Su Qingluan opened her mouth, shopkeeper Liang took the initiative and asked: "If Mrs. Su has any fresh recipes, don't forget about our 'Hongfu House'."
Su Qingluan understands that whether it is the burritos sold at home, or the so-called "thousand silk rolls" and fish soup, they are not difficult foods that require special skills.
Even if I put ingenuity in seasoning and cannot imitate it for a while, the dishes themselves are not difficult to make.
Because it is not difficult, it will not take long for imitation dishes to appear one after another - in fact, now "Juan Baicai" is starting to have this trend.
But she didn't think about creating any type of dish for "Hong Fook House" that was particularly difficult to imitate.
In her opinion, many difficult dishes either use expensive ingredients or require long production times and costs. The cost of making the finished product will also increase with each passing day.
Especially in this era, without all kinds of convenient equipment, it is not impossible to prepare a dish in ten and a half days.
In this way, the time cost will further increase the production cost.
However, the consumer groups of this kind of precious dishes are either rich or expensive. Let's not talk about the small village of Huaxi Village. Even this town alone only has many business travelers.
Even if there are a few wealthy families, they are only few and there is simply not enough corresponding customer flow.
Therefore, Su Qingluan's current strategy is to use simple and convenient popular delicacies, put more thought into seasoning to create distance, and achieve small profits but quick turnover.
As for those "precious dishes" that in retrospect are extremely troublesome to prepare, she will wait until she goes to a larger and more prosperous place to consider them one day.
As for now——
"Don't worry, if there is a new recipe, I will definitely think of Shopkeeper Liang!" Su Qingluan did not refuse, but he did not say it too harshly.
When he went back, Su Qingluan saw that his parents were a little listless.
Su Qingluan asked curiously: "What's going on?"
Aunt Yang pulled Su Qingluan aside and whispered: "Miss Su, you have to persuade your father and mother."
Su Qingluan asked what was going on, but it turned out that there were more and more people imitating "Juan Baicai" in the past few days.
Although most of them are not as bad as "Dong Ji Burrito", which is a vicious competition through lowering the price, but because the taste is not too bad, the ingredients are more solid, and the price is slightly lower, the customers who have visited the Sujia stall recently have become more and more popular. not enough.
In addition, Mr. Xu Kekuan, who used to visit here every day, is recuperating at home, so the "Juan Baicai" stall, which was very busy before, felt a bit deserted.
Although there are still many customers coming, it is far inferior to the endless flow before.
This kind of gap is not surprising to people who are used to doing business, but it is not so easy for Su Guangfu and his wife to accept it when they set up a stall for the first time.
Especially since the stalls at the beginning were so lively, the gap was even greater.
Su Qingluan was not surprised and persuaded with a smile: "Dad, grandma, there is nothing profound about this burrito. It is just the preparation of the taste. It will be imitated sooner or later." What's more, the condiments in this era are far from modern. Rich, so the changing styles are also limited.
"But there are fewer and fewer guests..." Yang was still a little anxious.
Su Guangfu quickly looked away: "What does it matter? At worst, we will close the stall and go back to farming." He lowered his head and looked at his wife, "At most, we will just go back to the past."
Su Qingluan thought that was not the case.
But now that she was outside, she couldn't go into too much detail.
With this in mind, Su Qingluan said to Yang, "Mom, I'm going to Nong Mo Xuan."
"Going to see Mr. Xu?" Yang raised his eyebrows.
"Have you forgotten that we just went to Mr. Xu's house yesterday?" Su Qingluan said with a smile, "I just went to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones."
"Why did you buy those?" Yang was surprised.
"It's for my younger brothers and sisters." Su Qingluan said, "It's not a problem to always write with branches on the ground. You must learn to use a brush."
"Hey, why do you want to learn from Nao Shizi?" After hearing Su Qingluan's words, Thin Monkey came over and asked nonchalantly, "Do you really expect your younger brother to take the top prize?"
"That is to say," Aunt Yang also joined in the fun, "as long as you can write your own name and know how to calculate and recognize copper coins, isn't it good? What's the use of learning so much? It's nothing but nothing, and it can't be eaten."
Su Qingluan understood that in this era, there were very few people who were not only knowledgeable but also literate.
There are even quite a few people, such as Shouhouer and Sister-in-law Yang, who feel that studying is of no use and is not as important as being able to weave and farm.
Even his parents, although they support his younger brother to find a husband to start elementary school education next year, but Su Qingluan said that even his younger sister would also come with him, and their faces were also confused -
"What is she, a girl under four years old, doing learning to read and read?"
They even thought that instead of asking Su Xueyan to read and write, it would be better to let Su Qingluan teach her how to make delicious dishes. In this way, if she cooks a table of delicious dishes when she gets married, she will be more able to please her in-laws and husband-in-law. of joy.
Even when Su Qingluan heard Shou Hou'er and Aunt Yang teaching lessons to the customers who came to queue up to buy burritos, everyone had similar thoughts - what's the use of learning from those people? It is better to learn more than one job.
As for female dolls, it is more important to buy them pens, ink, paper and inkstones for a three or four year old girl. It is really a waste.
Su Qingluan looked at the people in front of him, not feeling the atmosphere, but suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness - that was the gap between the times.
