Bai Fugui and Lan Ying's braised dishes were quickly sold out.
Bai Fugui weighed the heavy purse, and the corners of his raised lips refused to fall.
"Daughter-in-law, we won't have to worry about running out of money in the future! Pack your things quickly, go buy pig water, continue cooking when you get home, and come back to sell it tomorrow!"
While cleaning up the stall, Lan Ying replied: "What if sister-in-law finds out?"
"How could that stupid woman of hers know that we stole the braised food? You move quickly!"
After saying that, Bai Fugui left empty-handed.
Lan Ying followed Bai Fugui with a backpack on her back.
After buying a pig to go into the water, the two returned home.
Bai Fugui couldn't wait to show off as soon as he entered the room.
"Mom and dad, these are all the money from selling braised meat!" He left the money bag on the table and then lay down on the kang, like a great hero.
"Really? My son really made money?" Li Guihua quickly picked up the money bag and counted it.
"Oh, with so much money, old man, the third child is really promising!"
Bai Xi glanced at his youngest son who had finally settled down, nodded happily, and took another puff from the cigarette pot.
"Lan Ying, then you go ahead and make the marinade. Just use the marinade from the bottom of the pot. Continue to sell it with the third child tomorrow!" Li Guihua was minding her own arrangements.
"Hey!" Lanying didn't dare to delay and went to make braised food alone.
"Mom, is there anything going on in the big room?" Bai Fugui asked.
"I went to inquire specifically this morning, but there was no movement at all from the little bitch in the big room!"
"She doesn't dare to tell anyone. Even if she says that the braised food has been stolen, it will only make everyone laugh!"
"Who says it's not? She's so lazy. She only needs a few days to make the braised food fresh. She can't make it for long anyway, so she might as well let us sell it!" The more Li Guihua talked, the more she felt that Su Mujin was going too far.
"Old lady, I made the braised meat today, don't forget to leave another bowl for me." Bai Xi liked this bite very much and decided to eat it every day in the future.
"Don't worry, old man, your share will definitely be indispensable."
Before dinner, a new pot of braised food was ready, and Lanying quickly filled a bowl and gave it to her mother-in-law.
The person who has the first taste in the family has always been Li Guihua, but Lanying doesn't dare to eat it secretly.
Li Guihua took a sip and frowned slightly, "The taste is bland!"
"Really?" Bai Xi didn't believe it.
"Old man, you should try it too!"
Li Guihua brought the stewed meat to Bai Xi, who took a sip and said, "It's really bland."
Bai Fugui also took a bite out of curiosity, "What's going on?"
They all asked about it. Others also used old marinade to make new marinade. How could the taste change?
Bai Fugui thought for a while, "Does that bitch Su Mujin have a unique braised food recipe?"
Su Mujin also uses old marinade every time she makes braised food, but what’s more important is the braised food packets produced by Space.
Avoid soaking the braised pork buns overnight. If the braised pork buns are too strong, they will take them out when the braised pork buns are ready.
Therefore, Lao Bai’s family does not know the existence and significance of braised meat buns at all.
"What should we do?" Li Guihua asked anxiously, fearing that the business would be ruined.
"It's okay, mother, we'll sell out these braised meats tomorrow, and we'll steal them again at night!"
After discussing a plan, Bai Fugui and Lan Ying went to the county town to sell braised meat the next day.
In order to sell out the braised meat as quickly as possible, they lowered the price to eight cents per catty.
Within half an hour, they sold out all the braised food.
Back home, Lanying went to work and Bai Fugui caught up on her sleep.
At night, Bai Fugui asked Lan Ying to follow him with two empty buckets to squat outside Su Muzhen's house.
Waiting and waiting, Bai Fugui actually fell asleep.
When Lan Ying saw that the lights were turned off in the west room of Su Mujin's house, she gently pushed Bai Fugui and said, "Turn out the lights!"
Bai Fugui was sleeping soundly and turned around impatiently.
"do not bother me!"
Lan Ying had no choice but to wait quietly, and closed her eyes as she waited.
Late at night, Bai Fugui woke up suddenly. Seeing that it was almost time, he immediately slapped Lan Ying awake.
"Let's go!"
Lanying sleepily followed Bai Fugui over the fence and entered the yard of Su Mujin's house.
"Give me the bucket and I'll fill it with braised food. You go find the recipe!" Bai Fugui took the bucket and ordered.
"I...where can I find the formula?" Lan Ying looked confused.
"Stupid woman, go look for it! I want to know where that bitch Su Mujin hid the formula, do I need you to find it?" Bai Fugui impatiently raised his hand and scolded in a low voice.
Lan Ying subconsciously shrank her neck back, really afraid that Bai Fugui's slap would fall.
Bai Fugui hated the iron and cursed: "If it weren't for the fear of waking up the little bitch in the room, I would have to beat you today! Don't leave ink marks, go look for it! If you can't find it, don't go home!"
Lanying had no choice but to start looking for the recipe for braised food.
But there was nothing near the makeshift pot, so there couldn't be a braised recipe at all.
She looked at the direction of the house and had no choice but to go inside to look for it.
Fortunately, the old door has been removed and the new door has not been installed, so Lanying can enter easily.
She glanced at the closed door of the west room and went into the kitchen to look for it.
Under the moonlight, she could see everything in the kitchen, and she began to rummage around.
But after looking around, there was nothing except pots, pans, bottles and jars.
What does the braised recipe look like?
Lan Ying was afraid that Su Mujin would put the formula into a jar or jar, so she began to carefully search for every utensil that could be used to hold it.
After Bai Fugui finished filling two barrels of braised meat, seeing that Lan Ying hadn't come out yet, he also entered the kitchen.
"Why are you so slow? You can't find anything?" Bai Fugui scolded in a low voice.
"I'm looking for it!"
Lan Ying was flustered after being scolded, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and she didn't dare to stop moving her hands.
Bai Fugui had no choice but to join the search together.
After searching for a long time with no results, he lost his patience and couldn't help but curse.
"Why did this little bitch hide the braised food recipe so deep!"
"Don't be angry, be careful not to wake up the people in the room." Lan Ying comforted tentatively.
Bai Fugui said nothing more and continued searching.
In the process of searching, Lanying always felt that there were eyes staring at her.
She lightly touched Bai Fugui with her elbow.
"Why do I feel like someone is staring at me?"
"What the hell are you talking about! There's no one else here except you and me." Bai Fugui said impatiently.
Hearing this, Lan Ying felt even colder on her back.
If there is no one around, is there a ghost?
Otherwise, why does she always feel so cold on her back?
"I'm scared!" She leaned closer to Bai Fugui.
"You're so scared. When did you become so cowardly? Look for me quickly!"
Bai Fugui didn't take it seriously and even elbowed Lan Ying.
Lan Ying stumbled and bumped into the jar at her feet. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and held onto the jar, forcing herself to stand firm without making any noise.
This time, her back was completely wet.
She squatted on the spot and let out a long breath. Just as she regained her composure, she suddenly felt something touching her butt.
She thought it was Bai Fugui, but when she looked sideways, she saw that Bai Fugui was seriously looking for the braised food recipe and had no intention of touching her.
She froze in place for a moment, not daring to move.
Could it be possible that I really encountered a ghost?
