When Jiang Niannian arrived at the canteen, many people were already busy. Several people were sitting in front of the basin scraping yellow peaches, some were cleaning glass jars, and some of them had already been put into the large steam cabinet.
Jiang Niannian had greeted these people in advance. Xiaoman knew that there was a shortage of people, so he called all his relatives and friends over.
After all, everyone is happy to make money based on quantity.
I have to say that this is very efficient in the canteen. If the fire is not turned off all night, almost a thousand cans can be produced.
"Sister Niannian, there's nothing going on here. You should go back early." Xiaoman helped move the things and said to her.
"Yes, little girl, please go back early, we are here."
"You young girls must not tire themselves out, or you may end up with something wrong."
Several kind-looking aunts also told her.
Jiang Niannian just came over to take a look. Seeing that there was no shortage of people, he didn't force him to stay, so he planned to go back.
She had been struggling for a few days and was really tired.
"Okay, then I'll go back first, and I'll come back at this time tomorrow."
Jiang Niannian greeted everyone one by one and left.
The next day, Jiang Niannian slept until noon. When she woke up, everyone at home had eaten and went out, and her lunch was warmed on the stove.
She ate something simply and prepared to go to the vegetable market.
Jiang Niannian planned to cook dinner for the family, and also make some more to deliver to the canteen.
She was also half a partner, but she couldn't do anything to help, which was really unreasonable.
When Jiang Niannian went to the vegetable market, there were not much vegetables or anything else. There were only some old men pushing their own bamboo baskets, which contained some home-raised ducks and geese.
She bought a chicken or two, a fish weighing five pounds, and some scattered ingredients, and then went back.
The two chickens Jiang Niannian bought were an old hen that she had raised for many years and a common white-feathered chicken. She planned to stew the old hen in soup to replenish the health of her mother and brother.
As for the white-feathered chicken, Jiang Niannian thought about it for a while, and then prepared to take it apart and use it to make fried chicken. The chicken breast part was made into chicken steaks, and the chicken rack part was used as a fried chicken rack.
This fried chicken is also easy to carry, and it’s just enough to bring to the canteen to satisfy everyone’s cravings.
Jiang Niannian stewed the old hen soup and soaked some fresh mushrooms. Then she prepared the white feather chicken and marinated it with ginger, soy sauce and white wine.
When the chicken soup is almost simmered and the fried chicken is almost marinated, it's time to put it in the pot.
Jiang Niannian rolled it in flour again, then quickly dipped it in some egg white, passed it through the flour again, and then put it into the 80% hot oil pan.
After a while, you can see the chicken becoming golden and exuding a strong aroma.
Not far outside the door, some people sniffed and then pushed the people around them.
"Xiujuan, does this fragrance seem to come from your home?"
"Isn't it right?" Xia Xiujuan was dubious.
"Really, what can go wrong with my nose?" the woman said with certainty. After speaking, she sniffed intoxicatedly and said, "This is not just something delicious, but I can't smell it."
Xia Xiujuan was amused and quickly walked over to the house to see if the smell came from her home.
"Mom, you're back."
When Jiang Niannian heard the door open, she shouted without raising her head.
"Just now your Aunt Wang said that this is our home's fragrance. I still don't believe it." Xia Xiujuan came in and said to her, and then couldn't help but said, "I didn't expect that she really guessed it."
Jiang Niannian knew Aunt Wang and had a good relationship with her mother. The two often walked together and dug wild vegetables.
"It will be ready later. Send some to Aunt Wang." Jiang Niannian said.
Xia Xiujuan nodded, then walked over to the wok to look at it, and couldn't help but ask: "What is this made for?"
"Fried chicken will only taste delicious after deep-frying." Jiang Niannian said while fishing, "The chicken soup in the casserole is ready, you can try it quickly."
"No matter how much money you make, you can't keep it warm." Xia Xiujuan complained, but her face was still sweet, and she muttered: "Now she is also the one who can enjoy the blessing of a daughter."
"Your luck is yet to come." Jiang Niannian also said with a smile.
Xia Xiujuan smiled and was in a good mood. She filled a bowl of chicken soup and went out to show off.
Her daughter is a filial daughter, but she is not allowed to go out and make noises, so as to shut up those women who chew on her daughter's tongue.
Jiang Niannian knew that her mother loved to eat chicken skin, so she kept two wing roots, chicken drumsticks for her eldest brother, and some chicken breasts, and then packed the rest.
Seeing her mother coming back, Jiang Niannian simply stretched out her hand to feed her. Xia Xiujuan shook her head, "That's enough, that's enough. It's chicken soup and fried chicken again. My stomach can't bear it."
Jiang Niannian: "Have a try. This fried chicken must be eaten while it's hot."
Xia Xiujuan opened her mouth and tasted it, then nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious."
Jiang Niannian was finally satisfied and carried her things out the door.
