Straw boats, kayaks, wooden boats, bamboo boats and other boats floated side by side on the canal, some for sightseeing, some for fishing, and some for transporting goods... On the shore, there were sellers of Mahua, candied haws, and tea eggs. Small vendors came and went, shouting constantly.
It was very lively.
Is this a food street?
Afraid of misunderstanding, Xiao Yu went to an old woman selling eggs to ask about the situation.
"Xiao Langjun, where are you from?" the old woman asked.
"I'm from Jinxiu Village. I don't come to town often." So I'm not very familiar with this place.
"No wonder." The old woman explained patiently: "This is a small pier on the Zitang Canal, specially designed for small boats to dock. The number is not large, but small traders like us cannot afford to set up stalls in the town. It’s just a good time to come here and sell some things, earn a few copper coins, and supplement your family income.”
Xiao Yu asked: "Can I come and sell every day?"
"Yes, but the boats here are not fixed. Sometimes there are more and sometimes there are less. Recently, the autumn weather is crisp, so there are more boats here." The old woman then asked: "Little man, do you want to buy eggs?"
Xiao Yu said honestly: "I don't buy it."
"Then you've delayed me for so long. I won't tell you anymore. I have to sell eggs." The old woman shouted from a distance: "It's time to sell eggs. Sell eggs."
My mother-in-law has such a personality!
Xiao Yu smiled and looked at the endless flow of people. He suddenly thought that he couldn't find a job anyway, so he might as well sell some things here. Not only could he make a little money, but he could also take care of Minghe.
What to sell?
gourmet food!
The characters in many time-travel and time-travel novels cook delicious food. He happens to know how to cook delicious food, so he'll give it a try.
Just try it!
He turned back to the town and bought some flour, dried mushrooms, radishes and pork. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard, he heard Minghe's shout: "Little uncle! Little uncle!"
"It's me." Xiao Yu pushed open the courtyard door.
Ming He flew over like a little sparrow, his eyes shining: "Uncle, you are back, I will help you get it, I will get it for you!" He was afraid of tiring his uncle, so he rushed to work.
Xiao Yu handed the cloth to Minghe.
"Uncle, are you making pants for me?" Minghe asked.
Xiao Yu nodded while closing the small courtyard door: "Yes."
Minghe hugged the cloth tightly in excitement. When he turned around, he saw that Xiao Yu still had a bag of flour and a piece of pork in his hand. He asked doubtfully: "Uncle, we all have food, why do you still buy meat and noodles?"
"Make steamed buns." Xiao Yu said.
"Making steamed buns? We have steamed buns." Walking into the hut, Minghe pointed to the bamboo basket hanging on the beam, which contained chestnut roasted chicken, rice cakes and steamed buns that the uncle and nephew had not yet finished eating.
Xiao Yu said directly: "We make steamed buns and sell them."
Minghe thought for a while and asked, "Do you get money from selling steamed buns?"
"That's right."
Anguish appeared on Minghe's face and he said, "But uncle, I don't know how to do it."
Xiao Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't ask you to do it, so my uncle will do it."
"Uncle will be tired."
What a little worry, Xiao Yu said: "When the time comes, you and my uncle will go selling buns together, and my uncle will not be tired."
"Okay." Minghe agreed immediately.
Xiao Yu sat down, drank some water and said, "But we have to do one thing first."
"what is the matter?"
"Get some yeast."
"Yeast?" Minghe didn't understand.
"That's the starter." In the 21st century where Xiao Yu lived in his previous life, there were a variety of industrial yeasts that were widely used in food, beverages, medicine, cosmetics and other fields, but there were none in Dajing.
Fortunately, people here have mastered the method of making natural starter.
Mix rice wine and flour into a soft dough, seal it and store it for two to three days. It will be a yeast with a winey and sour taste. Mix it into the flour and knead it into steamed buns, bun wrappers, etc., steam it out and stir-fry it. Soft and slightly sweet.
"Uncle, I don't understand what you are saying." Minghe looked confused.
Xiao Yu explained to Minghe with a smile.
Minghe was still confused.
Xiao Yu said, "You'll know when you see him soon."
"Where to meet?"
"Grandma Hao's house." Originally, Xiao Yu could make the starter by himself, but today he went to Qingshi Town empty-handed and couldn't bring back the rice wine. He was also reluctant to spend money to buy bottles and cans of rice wine.
He then thought of the steamed buns that Grandma Hao had made before. Although after a few days, the steamed buns had become hard and dry, he could see that Grandma Hao had used a starter, and it was an excellent starter, so he wanted to share it with Grandma Hao. Change some starter.
"Go and change with Grandma Hao?" Minghe asked.
"Yes, let's bring a bowl of flour and exchange a piece of starter with her." Generally, when farmers make yeasted steamed buns, they will save the starter and can continue to use it next time, which is convenient and saves money.
"Okay, Grandma Hao is very nice, I'll change it!"
"Let's go together." Xiao Yu tied a knot in Minghe's pants, temporarily covering Xiao Jiji, and then they went to Grandma Hao's small yard together.
Minghe's little mouth seemed to be coated with honey, and he called out "Grandma Hao" one after another.
It was so milky. Grandma Hao's eyebrows arched as she heard it. She put the walnut-sized dough into Minghe's flour bowl and said, "Don't look at it because it's small. I just made it three days ago. It's very strong." .”
"Thank you Aunt Hao." Xiao Yu said, "Minghe gave the flour to grandma."
"Don't stop." Grandma Hao rejected again and again, saying: "Last time Minghe picked up a basket of Chaihe, as long as a steamed bun, I always felt that it owed him.
Xiao Yu could be said to be very poor. A bowl of flour might save his and Ming He's lives, so he accepted it and said, "Thank you Aunt Hao."
"You're too polite." Grandma Hao had never been in contact with Xiao Yu before. She only heard that the child was honest and taciturn. Now when we talked, she found that the child was handsome and polite. She, a person over fifty years old, had bright eyes. I couldn't move it away, so I couldn't help but say a few more words: "By the way, this starter, you'd better make the dough at night, put it in the pot, and press the lid tightly. You can just go to sleep. It will be fermented at dawn the next day." The steamed buns and buns are big, soft and delicious."
"Okay, then I'll make noodles tonight." Xiao Yu listened to Grandma Hao's words carefully.
He is such a well-behaved boy. Grandma Hao likes children like this. No wonder Minghe is so annoying. She couldn't help but frown and said, "If you have any questions, ask Auntie later."
"Okay, sorry to bother you."
"Don't bother, don't bother."
Xiao Yu pulled Minghe out of Grandma Hao's yard.
Suddenly Minghe stopped and said, "Uncle, please hold the bowl."
Xiao Yu took it.
Minghe took out a candy from his pocket. It was a meeting gift given to Minghe by Zhang Wu yesterday. He and his uncle had each eaten one, and now there are still six. He has been keeping it in his arms and was reluctant to eat it: "Little Uncle, Grandma Hao didn’t ask for our flour, I’ll give her a candy, okay?”
"That's your candy. You can give it to whoever you want." Xiao Yu said.
"Then I'll give her one." Minghe turned and ran into Grandma Hao's small yard, then ran back happily and said, "Little uncle, Grandma Hao praised me for being sensible, good-looking, and lovable."
"That's not a compliment. What he said is the truth. You are sensible, good-looking and lovable."
Minghe tilted his head and asked, "Does uncle like me?"
“I like it very much.”
Ming He was so happy that he jumped up and down along the way. When he entered the yard, he felt a chill under his crotch. He looked down and quickly covered Little Jiji with his two little hands. He bowed his little body and looked back pitifully. Call: "Little uncle."
"Let's go and make you pants." Xiao Yu said.
Xiao Yu had mended clothes in his previous life, but he had never done so. However, he thought that trousers in this era were very simple, and he could just do it like a gourd, so he asked Minghe to take off his trousers. He directly took off Minghe's trousers and spread them in front of him. .
Minghe sat on the bed with his butt naked and watched him cutting cloth, praising him from time to time: "Uncle, you are so awesome, you can do everything."
"That's right, I'm Minghe's uncle."
Minghe chuckled.
Xiao Yu found that making trousers was not that simple. The process was a bit complicated. The trouser legs needed to be hemmed, the belts had to be made separately, and a pocket had to be sewn... He ate lunch casually from morning to noon, and continued in the afternoon. In the evening, according to what Grandma Hao said, he mixed half a basin of noodles, put it in the pot, covered the pot, and continued to make pants.
After sitting there until Ming He fell asleep, he made a pair of children's pants. His eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't keep them open. He crawled to Ming He and fell asleep.
The next day, I just became conscious and heard the sound of "Wow, wow, wow". I opened my eyes and saw Minghe sitting on the bed with his bare buttocks, holding new pants and saying to himself: "Wow. , no patches, no holes, it’s new.”
What a cute kid.
Xiao Yu instantly felt that yesterday's sore eyes, sore neck, and hand pain were nothing to mention. He said, "Of course it's new."
Minghe immediately turned around, his eyes bright: "Uncle, is this mine?"
"Yeah, wear it and see."
The little guy couldn't wait to put on his pants.
Xiao Yu tied his trousers and asked, "How is it?"
"Okay!" Minghe felt that jumping up and down on the bed was not enough, so he slid off the bed, put on his shoes, and ran out.
Xiao Yu got up with a smile and came to the kitchen. He saw that the dough from last night had doubled in size and was really a good starter. He was overjoyed and turned around and left the kitchen, preparing to pick vegetables to make stuffing for steamed buns. , out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Minghe standing at the entrance of the courtyard, and he looked intently.
Minghe greeted people enthusiastically: "Good morning, Grandpa Wu."
"Hey, it's morning tomorrow."
"Grandpa Wu, look, I'm wearing new pants." Minghe stretched out his calves, pointed with his little fingers, and said proudly: "My uncle made them for me. They are new and have no patches. They look good."
"nice."
"It's new. It's well-dressed. It also has small pockets for candies and copper coins."
"Well, it's really beautiful."
"My little uncle made it. My little uncle knows everything. He's so awesome."
"oh oh."
After Grandpa Wu left, Minghe greeted Aunt Liu and Grandma Zhang who were passing by. After saying hello, he showed off his new pants and his uncle.
Xiao Yu really didn't expect that the villain had such cute personality traits.
Good.
Good.
He didn't stop him. He walked straight to the wall, pulled out more than a dozen green vegetables, returned to the kitchen, soaked the dried mushrooms he bought yesterday, put the basin in the pot on the chopping board, and kneaded the dough repeatedly to make it soft. Become soft, then divide into small portions one after another, and roll into moderately sized bun skins.
After it was done, the mushrooms had been soaked. He washed them carefully, took them out, cut them into dices, cut the carrots into dices, and washed the vegetables.
Just as he was preparing to light the fire, Minghe came back.
"Little uncle, I'll light the fire, I'll light the fire." Minghe sat in front of the stove.
"Then I'll start the fire and you watch." Xiao Yu said.
Ming He nodded and said: "Uncle, Grandpa Wu and others all praised my pants."
It's obviously you who insists on letting others praise you!
Xiao Yu didn't expose the little guy and said with a smile: "Do you like it?"
Minghe nodded heavily: "I like it very much."
Xiao Yu took a look at Ming He's trousers. The fabric was the cheapest, rough, and gray in the cloth shop, and the way he made the trousers was really bad, making the whole pair of trousers look even rougher, but Ming He was a treasure. Same, very good to feed.
Just wait, when he earns money, he will definitely buy Minghe that particularly beautiful set of ready-made clothes from the cloth store, so he said, "As long as you like it, let's start making steamed buns."
"Yeah." Minghe looked at the fire boastfully to prevent the firewood from falling from the stove mouth.
Xiao Yu threw the sliced pork into the pot, stir-fried a whole bowl of lard, took it out, and then took out the oil residue. The pot was still oily. He poured in the diced carrots and mushrooms together, and stirred it up. The aroma of mushrooms and carrots comes out.
"Uncle, it smells so good," Ming He said.
"It will taste even better when it's done soon."
"Um."
The mushrooms and carrots were fried in oil and were put aside. Xiao Yu poured water into the pot, added salt, and then put the vegetables into the pot to blanch them. This could not only remove the astringent taste of the vegetables, but also Keep vegetables green all the time.
Immediately after the water boils, take out the green vegetables, put them into cold water, squeeze out the water, chop them into small pieces, and mix them with the fried diced carrots and mushrooms. Only add the melted salt, and a green vegetable, mushroom and radish stuffing is ready. .
"Uncle, it smells so good!" Minghe ran to the chopping board and said.
"Just wait another three-quarters of an hour."
Minghe didn't know how to make buns, so he stood by and watched his uncle pick up the bun wrapper, put the bun fillings on it, and gently turned and pinched it in his hands to make a chubby and round bun. It was so fun, he His bright black eyes kept staring.
After a while, Xiao Yu wrapped the thirty buns. After waking up for a quarter of an hour, the thirty buns became even more beautiful.
The iron pot at home is big enough, and once the bamboo grate is placed, it is not a problem to steam thirty buns.
"It's finished steaming in no time." Minghe said while standing on the small wooden pier.
Xiao Yu put the lid on the pot and said, "Yes, I'll light the fire. The steamed buns will be out of the pot in less than a quarter of an hour." There was still a gap on the bamboo grate, so he put the buns he packed yesterday on top and heated them up. Treat it as breakfast for him and Minghe.
A quarter of an hour later, the kitchen was filled with fragrance.
Xiao Yu opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma became stronger. Thirty white buns appeared in front of him. They wanted to be attractive and fragrant. He took out one, blew it, broke it in half, and gave half to Minghe.
Minghe couldn't wait to take a bite, and immediately opened his eyes: "Wow, it's delicious."
Minghe is my uncle's fanboy brother. He can blow a wave of rainbow farts no matter what his uncle does.
Xiao Yu didn't believe what he said and tasted it himself. The dough was soft and slightly sweet. The vegetables, mushrooms and a small amount of lard were perfectly blended together. It was moist and fresh, with a little bit of diced carrots in it for crispness. .
That's the taste.
He arched his eyebrows and said, "It's really delicious. Let's have breakfast quickly, and then go to the small pier to sell steamed buns."
"Um."
The two of them ate up the remaining steamed buns from yesterday. It was another full day. They were so happy. Then Xiao Yu took down the bamboo basket from the beam and spread it with a layer of oil paper.
These oil paper were given to Zhang Wu when he was packing the food yesterday. He gave a lot of them, which can be used to cover and sell steamed buns.
After sorting everything out, Xiao Yu packed up himself and Ming He, although they were poor, and then came to the small dock with freshly baked buns.
Various vendors were walking around on the small pier. Xiao Yu and Ming He were very inconspicuous. It was their first time selling things and they were both a little unfamiliar.
Xiao Yu was still a little embarrassed to shout.
Ming He looked around and found that every small vendor took the initiative to ask passers-by if they wanted to buy something. He also rushed up and asked: "Uncle, do you want to buy steamed buns? They are big and delicious."
"Don't buy it." The man left directly.
Minghe immediately lowered his head, returned to Xiao Yu, and said, "Uncle, he doesn't buy buns."
"It doesn't matter, we are not afraid of failure and continue to sell."
With his uncle's encouragement, Minghe also gained confidence and continued to ask people.
The uncle and nephew walked through the crowd until many vendors had left, there were no pedestrians on the small pier, and not a single steamed bun was sold.
If this continues, the buns will cool down and the small amount of lard inside will gradually solidify, which will affect the taste.
Xiao Yu began to reflect on himself. Could it be that there was something wrong with his market research?
"Uncle, don't be sad. Let's continue selling buns. If we go home after dark, we will definitely be able to sell them." Seeing Xiao Yu frowning, Ming He began to persuade.
Xiao Yu smiled and said: "Uncle, I'm not sad. If we can't sell it, we will eat it ourselves."
“Invincible and delicious!”
"Incredibly delicious? What are you selling?" Suddenly a strange voice came.
