He Lang was a little embarrassed. He had forgotten that at this time, no one had meat to eat.
If you can eat it twice a month, you are a moderately wealthy family.
Where can ordinary people find so much meat in their homes?
Su He ignored He Lang and started making rice rolls.
In the rice rolls, he added a lot of eggs.
Speaking of which, these eggs were collected from Nanzhu Village.
Before this, people in Nanzhu Village had already returned to their parents' homes and asked friends about their homes.
Buy eggs from everywhere and resell them to Su He to make some profit from them.
This is one of the reasons why they have a good attitude towards Su He.
"What is this?"
It was only when Su He came out with a large bowl of rice rolls that He Lang remembered to ask this question.
"Rice rolls, dim sum from eastern Guangdong, taste very good."
As Su He said that, he had already placed the rice rolls in the middle of the table, brought soy sauce and other seasonings, mixed the juice, poured it into the rice rolls, and stirred it.
"Everyone can eat whatever they want. By the way, I forgot to try the chili sauce that uncle made before."
Ye Xingchao mentioned to Su He once before about making chili sauce, which is a seasoning that has a great influence on egg pancakes.
The people here in Bishui City are all passionate.
This chili sauce is almost a must-have condiment.
Later, I forgot about it because I was busy.
The main reason is that the chili sauce made by Ye Chengbo's mother is also quite delicious and is famous in Nanzhu Village.
Chen Nan said: "I'll get it."
This little girl does housework every day and knows where to put everything in the house.
Before Su He could say anything, the little girl got up first and ran to the storage room. Not long after, she brought the chili sauce.
Everyone scooped a spoonful and ate it with rice rolls.
He Lang just took a bite and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, this stuff is smooth and tastes good. Especially this chili sauce, why do I think it tastes better than what Ye Chengbo's mother makes?"
Just as Su He was about to speak, a voice came from the door: "What is more delicious than what my mother makes?"
What word is the catchphrase of northerners? It is mainly used by He Lang.
A group of people had been in contact with He Lang for a long time, and they also learned some mantras.
He Lang was caught in the act and really wanted to dig a hole and get in.
Chen Nan covered his mouth and smiled: "So, Brother Su He said, don't speak ill of people behind their backs, you will be caught easily."
He Lang glared at the little guy. Chen Nan was not afraid at all. She knew that He Lang was playing with her.
Ye Chengbo put the stall in the corner of the yard and washed his hands first. When he came in, Gan Yifang also brought over the meal left for Ye Chengbo.
Su He said: "Come and try the rice rolls I made. Not everyone likes the taste. You all taste it and think it tastes good. Let Grandpa Eight make a tool later. Let's make a new one later. Make new products.”
Ye Chengbo took the bowl, thought about it, and ate some rice rolls first.
After eating this, Ye Chengbo's eyes lit up: "It tastes good. Is this thing made of rice?"
Su He nodded: "Indeed, grind high-quality rice into powder, mix it with water, and make rice paste. It is actually similar to egg pancakes, but this thing is not baked, but steamed. If you have special tools, it is actually better than eggs The cake is simple. It just has this taste, which may not be acceptable to everyone."
In his previous life, Su He himself couldn't accept this taste when he first started.
It was only after I came into contact with it several times that I fell in love with this taste.
Ye Chengbo ate a little and smacked his mouth: "This chili sauce?"
"Uncle Ye made it. It's similar to what your mother makes, but he added some other seasonings and it tastes very good."
Ye Chengbo had to admit: "It does taste better than what my mother made."
Gan Yifang said quickly: "He only has this little skill. For more than ten years, he has been cooking at home and thinking about these things. Has he figured it out? Your mother must have other things to do. It can't be compared."
Ye Chengbo is not a glass-hearted person and cannot stand others being better than him.
If he couldn't accept this, then wouldn't he be jealous if Su He was better than him in every aspect?
Ye Chengbo reminded: "By the way, the peppers have matured recently. Although the quantity will be less due to drought. But do we need to purchase a large amount of peppers to make chili sauce? Otherwise, it will be difficult to handle when winter comes."
Su He had already prepared for this, nodded and said: "I have already prepared in this regard. However, we still need to discuss this matter with Uncle Ye. The recipe for making the chili sauce is still his, so we need to discuss this aspect carefully. "
"What to discuss?"
Just as he was talking, Ye Xingchao and Ye Qianqian also came back.
Ye Qianqian finished her homework at school every day, then went to help Ye Xingchao, and then came back together in the evening.
Ye Xingchao and Su He both mentioned it several times, but she just refused and had no choice.
Gan Yifang stood up and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Ye Qianqian nodded: "Dad made two egg pancakes, and we have already eaten them."
For staff meals, there is currently no other solution.
However, Su He still allowed him to eat some egg pancakes every day.
In fact, if Ye Xingchao ate it himself without telling him, Su He would have no way of knowing.
Things like this kind of stall, and there is no computer-controlled revenue collection, are really difficult to control.
The batter is almost the same every day, and we can only control a rough number.
This can only be seen if the data fluctuates too much.
If it's just a fluctuation of one or two yuan, you can't actually tell it.
Su He invited: "After you have eaten, come over and have some. The dishes cooked by my aunt are very delicious. I also made some rice rolls. This may be a new product in the future. Come and try it and see. Can you get used to the taste?"
Ye Qianqian came over immediately after hearing that it was her mother's cooking.
She hasn't eaten her mother's cooking for a long time, and she still has some thoughts.
Everyone has grown up eating the food cooked by their mother, and has adapted to their mother’s cooking. It’s strange that they miss it if they can’t eat it.
Ye Xingchao was a little slower because of his legs and feet.
In addition, I still have to take care of the stall, so I just came here now.
Ye Heng noticed that during this process, Uncle Jiu kept staring at Ye Xingchao's legs.
Ye Hengxin said: "Does Uncle Jiu still want to show Dad his legs?"
Ye Heng was also very distressed and a little guilty about Ye Xingchao's legs.
Back then, it was for himself that Ye Xingchao went to the mine to pick up coal, and unfortunately his leg was broken in the end.
Because he didn't receive timely treatment, he was now lame.
If it weren't for me, my father might not be like this.
However, Ye Heng was actually very skeptical. Could Uncle Jiu's medical skills really cure such a broken leg that had been broken for many years?
Uncle Jiu felt a gaze and turned around to see Ye Heng's scrutinizing gaze.
