In order to test the best ratio of soup base, Su Qingluan wasted countless spices. The ratio of each spice was accurate to the gram. In order to accurately measure, she even went to the grocery store in the town to buy a small scale. Every day, I acted like I was doing experiments in the laboratory and writing papers, constantly adjusting the ratio of everything.
As a result, in the past few days, the Su family had to be filled with all kinds of braised soup bases, and although the tastes each time were different, they were almost the same, making the two little guys complain endlessly.
So when Su Qingluan stood in front of the stove again, Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan looked at their sister with some fear, fearing that she would say, "There is still a lot of braised soup left today."
Fortunately, Su Qingluan was not so crazy and wanted his younger brothers and sisters to cast a shadow on Lutang from now on.
In the evening, I just made a clear noodle soup with some mixed vegetables. It was a clear soup with little water.
However, due to the intensive attack of the crazy braised soup some time ago, this kind of clear soup with little water turned out to be a rare "change of taste" for the two little guys.
Since there were a lot of preliminary preparations for sewage treatment, while Su Qingluan was preparing dinner, Su Guangfu and Yang carried the poles together to carry the sewage to be sold tomorrow and went to the river to wash it.
After dinner was cooked, the couple returned from the river.
Since every previous experiment left very detailed ratios of various spices - and just in case, the formula was marked with Arabic numerals and various abbreviated symbols - so Su Qingluan prepared the marinade and ingredients again. When it comes to making soup base, it’s very easy.
"Dad, did you find what I asked you to find?" Su Qingluan looked at the two wooden barrels on his shoulders.
"Looking for it!" Yang helped Su Guangfu write down the pole, and smiled at Su Qingluan and said, "What do you think you, girl, want to do with two stones?"
Su Qingluan blinked mysteriously: "Because it tastes even softer when you go into the water!"
Seeing that his parents were both asking questions, Su Qingluan was not in a hurry to explain. He only added various spices in sequence, then added water, finally pressed in the stones, and placed the entire pot on the stove near the head of the kang.
Now that the weather is getting cooler, the Su family has to burn some fire pits at night. This made Mr. Yang sigh, because at least by this time last year, although the house was a little cold in the morning and evening, it was not unbearable, and he would burn less firewood if he could.
I never imagined that one year later, the Su family no longer had to worry too much about burning firewood.
Yesterday, Su Qingluan continued to light the fire on the stove and simmered the stewed soup throughout the first half of the night, eliminating the need to light firewood on the stove separately.
There are now two stoves in the Su family's kitchen. One is in use originally and is connected to the pipe for burning the stove; the other was newly built when the house was renovated not long ago, giving Su Qingluan more space to perform. Cooking skills.
After Su Qingluan was ready, he filled up the water and stopped taking care of the pot of soup on the stove.
The next day, Su Qingluan removed the two big rocks and let Dad and Aniang taste the semen this time - as expected, it was softer and easier to bite than yesterday.
The next day, the Su family's sewer stall still opened on time.
This time Su Qingluan still shouted, but when he shouted, he said the ingredients such as "pig's waste, chicken's waste, cow's waste" very straightforwardly.
There are no too fancy advertising slogans, just repeating them in a loop.
Just like how Su Qingluan comforted Su Guangfu and Yang yesterday, compared to yesterday when few people showed any interest, today as soon as the Su family set up the stall, six or seven people gathered around and wanted to buy the soup. .
Su Qingluan took a look at their clothing. Most of them were wearing short brown linen clothes. They were strong men with dark skin and scars and calluses on their hands. At first glance, they looked like they were physically active.
Some of them came empty-handed, while others simply prepared their own bowls and chopsticks, carried them to the Su family's stall, and said "a big bowl" or "a small bowl" cheerfully, and then handed them over. Come over to the copper plate.
Not long after, more people gathered in twos and threes, and Su Qingluan had to speak out to maintain the most basic order: "Everyone, line up, line up! According to the first come, first served, let's just have a pot. Soup, first come, first served!”
Most of the people who came to line up were coolie men, all of whom were fresh-blooded. In addition, after the sun came out, it took away the coolness of autumn in the early morning, allowing the heat to emerge again, scorching everyone's hearts.
So while you were pushing me, someone actually got into an argument.
Su Qingluan looked at the two people who were quarreling. They just argued with each other and did not cause a big chaos. So he asked the father who was responsible for ladling the soup to bypass the two of them and serve soup to the people behind.
The two people argued for a long time before they realized that they had reached their own order, but due to a quick argument, they were ignored, so they asked Su Qingluan and Su Guangfu to come over to discuss.
Su Qingluan smiled when he heard this: "I see that the two of you were arguing with each other and didn't care what was going on next to you. You couldn't listen to the dissuasion of others and were completely immersed in it. It seems that the quarrel is more important to the two of you than anything else. , in this case, how can we businessmen disturb our guests' pleasure?"
Being snatched away by Su Qingluan, the two people who had quarreled were blushing. Su Qingluan saw that it was almost done. He took the bowl and filled a large bowl for each of them: "Here, what's not going well with you? If you drink a bowl of soup, your heart will go well and your energy will go well, won't it be over?"
The two of them reluctantly took the broth and took a sip of the spicy appetizer, making them sweat. If they drink it in the cool morning, they will definitely feel warm and comfortable all over their body. If they drink it when they feel irritated and burning in their hearts, they will feel the pain on their backs. Breaking out a layer of sweat is like letting out all the annoyance and depression in your heart, and your mood becomes much brighter.
Both of them were a little embarrassed when they paid, but Su Qingluan thought in her heart: It doesn't matter, I have chosen a big bowl for you. Regardless of whether you are willing or not, you still have to get twice the copper coins.
Although only one pot of water was sold today, the time it took was nearly an hour shorter than yesterday, and a lot of charcoal was saved for the fire.
In addition, Su Qingluan has completely figured out the ratio of ingredients, so no spices are wasted.
"How's it going?" Seeing that Yang, who was meticulously keeping a ledger, was checking today's costs and expenses and final profit, Su Qingluan smiled and lowered her head and leaned over, "Auntie, did we make a profit today?"
