There are several rooms in the backyard of the inn very close to the stove.
It was still dark, and the strong smell of rice drifted in through the window paper.
Several tenants felt like they were in a trance dreaming of good food.
One tenant sat up in frustration, gulped and muttered to himself: "Who is it? What are you doing? You are a greedy person before dawn."
Some tenants took advantage of the time to urinate and went around to take a look outside the kitchen to see what was going on inside.
At this time, in the kitchen, preparations started at two o'clock in the morning, and it is now five o'clock.
There is already a small half basin of sesame paste noodles on the pot table, about to be wrapped in oil paper.
A pot of fried flour exudes the aroma of cooked flour.
Mrs. Xu said that fried flour was the afternoon tea of the 1980s. At that time, the elderly who could not afford sesame paste would eat it to satisfy their hunger and save their teeth.
Even the meat sauce eaten on the road has been prepared and put on the altar.
There are three large pots on the stove. In one large pot, tea eggs, tofu skin and other items are being cooked. The tea egg shells have been cracked and soaked with the juice. After boiling for a while, they can be put into a jar and taken away.
A large pot in the middle is cooking everyone's meal this morning. Rice is steamed on the curtain. Mrs. Xu uses the method of scooping rice. Under the curtain, a pot of beans, shredded Japanese melons, potatoes and corn is stewed. Next to it is a pot of vermicelli soaked. Add it last to avoid overcooking the pot.
In the third pot, Mrs. Xu was cooking sausages, adding less meat and more starch, making them starchy sausages. In fact, before she bought the ingredients last night, she hadn't thought about making sausages to eat on the road. Trouble, I need an enema, but when I went to a vendor to buy lean meat for the meat sauce, I saw a lot of casings sold for only a few cents, so I changed my mind temporarily.
After the sausages were taken out, they had to be cooled first. Mrs. Xu used the firelight of the stove to look at her granddaughter's little face while frying instant noodles. Her granddaughter was the main force in making instant noodles this time.
I thought: I will fry two intestines for my granddaughter later to satisfy her craving.
"Have you finished making the instant noodles seasoning? Give me some." Sprinkle it on top while frying the intestines.
Mrs. Xu was still thinking, look back, she will have to sell this starch sausage.
Her restaurant is not suitable for selling this kind of snacks. It needs to be set up in a town or county where people come and go. I wholesale it to small traders and buy sausages from her.
If the candidate doesn't work, let's just choose Zhao Dashan's wife. The small stall in Zhao Dashan's town is suitable for selling these.
Before coming, Mrs. Xu had already taught Dashan's daughter-in-law how to make pot helmets. She even ordered the oven and went to the blacksmith shop to buy it.
There are already people selling Guokui here, such as one in the county town and several in the prefecture. It's just pan-fried, not stove-roasted, but regardless of whether it's pan-fried or roasted, it's not available in their town.
Isn't this considering Zhao Dashan's favor? Giving gifts is not as good as giving people small skills to make money. The key is, how much silver do you need to give as a gift to be considered interesting? right. She also has no money.
Dashan's daughter-in-law also hired her natal nephew to make sesame cakes. Mrs. Xu said that she didn't even earn enough to hire someone to do the work. She was a little worried that Dashan's salary would be lost, so she couldn't stand it and taught Guokui how to make it.
I also thought that I couldn't wait for the mutual market news to be confirmed before expressing my opinions. It would look like I was just jumping on the rabbit when I saw it, so I hurriedly finished the teaching before I came. After teaching this lesson, Dashan’s daughter-in-law was so happy that she was sent to her outside the city gate. Otherwise, she could rest assured that the address of Zhao Dashan's shop would be left for restaurants in Fucheng and county towns. The relationship is no longer the same as when I first came here. Read the book
When Mrs. Xu was frying her granddaughter's intestines, Xu Tianxin was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
Instant noodle seasoning is made by Xu Tianxin.
She crushed star anise, dried garlic, pepper, cumin, and added some salt to make instant noodles seasoning.
The instant noodles are all steamed and fried by Xu Tianxin.
At first, Xu Tianxin had the leisure to use chopsticks to knit a sweater for the noodles, but she was exhausted. Later, she used more than a dozen chopsticks to make the noodles look like permed hair. The size of the fried noodles is slightly smaller than the bowl her family bought for opening a restaurant.
The group of them went out to bring water and food basins for the animals, but they did not bring out bowls for themselves. When I came, I only had a clay pot to boil water for potatoes, but I used a new bowl on the way back, so I could make the most of everything.
used.
Xu Tianxin advised himself: If you want to make instant noodles like modern noodles, do you need to prepare vegetable bags in advance and cut them to dry in advance? Do you need to prepare seasoning oil packets? When you're out and about, you can't just shout with all your eyes. This is quite delicious. Otherwise, why don't you brew a pack and try it yourself, and live broadcast it for your family to see and eat?
Family: Try it!
Just then Mrs. Xu handed over the fried intestines.
Xu Tianxin ate the instant noodles with Daoxiang in the background:
"Well, that's what it tastes like, family, I succeeded."
Mrs. Xu asked her granddaughter how her intestines were doing. They are all starchy and may not be as tasty as sausages. A wonderful person like her granddaughter should have lived her whole life eating meat.
Xu Tianxin ate happily and said with a smile: "Milk, I just like to eat starch sausage. I don't like the non-starch sausage yet."
What's the point of just frying it? It's a waste of oil.
When grilled and sprinkled with seasonings, it will be full of flavor.
Family members in the live broadcast room complained that they were violently attacked when they opened their eyes early in the morning, and they still had to lose weight.
Mrs. Xu strongly disagreed with these words: "You can't afford to lose weight, but you can't afford to eat. While the weather is beautiful, let's order a spicy chicken drumstick." She and her granddaughter couldn't eat it even if they wanted to.
At the same time, Xu Youcang came back from feeding the mules and cows and found three people standing outside the kitchen.
"This is what you are doing?"
The three people quickly inquired: "Is this the breakfast prepared by the store today?" The meat-flavored rice inside was fragrant.
Xu Youcang replied: "No, we rented the kitchen from our own house and cooked food on the road."
"...Sell it?" They happened to be leaving today. If the price was right, they would like to buy some for the trip.
Xu Laosan paused: "I won't sell it."
As he spoke, not mentioning those three people, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva even as he sniffed his nose.
The aroma of instant noodles and fried starch sausage caused trouble. A large group of people in the village were sitting on the kang without a table. While they were devouring vermicelli, bean and shredded stew mixed with rice, the innkeeper asked Here we come.
This time, the young men from Erdaohe Village witnessed it with their own eyes. The shopkeeper nodded and bowed to place an order with Aunt Xu.
Liu Laozhu sighed: I can’t accept it.
In order to persuade Mrs. Xu not to look down on his small shop, thinking that she could not afford to order fried food, the store owner explained:
"Don't look at the small size of my old store, you would think that the top people here are poor people. In fact, many of them come here for word-of-mouth.
My family has been an inn for decades since my father came to ***. I dare say that if other inns encounter night raids, if you don’t find a way out, you will be arrested and no one will care about you. But as long as you stay here, the guests will be arrested if they don’t return at night. If you take them away, I really go to the Yamen to help the guests find their way there. There is no shortage of people who travel all over the country and can afford good things. They feel at ease living here and are used to living here. "
Old Mrs. Xu thought to herself: Why don't you have a pillow now that you're sleeping? She was thinking of wholesale sausage sales before, but now she needs to have goods if she wants to sell.
I could only smile and agree with the store, pointing to Xu Youcang and introducing: "This is my son. Please ask the store to reserve the small room we live in for him after a while. It's best to give it cheaper, and then he comes next time." Let’s decide on the delivery. Let him bring some next time.”
Cheng Cheng Cheng.
Mrs. Xu and her group left the inn under the gaze of the innkeeper.
They didn't leave the city immediately. Mrs. Xu had to pick up the custom-made appliances and load them into the car before leaving.
After everything was loaded, Xu Tianxin sat on the high cargo wearing a hat to protect herself from the sun and rain, carrying her small basket on her back. The basket contained instant noodles, pastries, and grapes, apples, and ducks that her grandma had washed and brought with her. Pears, a few oranges left, and a jar of meat sauce in front of me.
In another car, Mrs. Xu was wearing a gray cloth headscarf. She was also sitting on a pile of cotton and holding a jar. She was carrying a bag of clothes and clothes slung across her back. There were salted duck eggs hidden in her change of clothes. Her shoulders and body were all covered with sweat. Wrapped with a pile of intestines, her meaty smell overflowed.
When passing the city gate, everyone should get out of the car and show the road signs to the Yamen officials.
The city guard yamen waved his hands to Mrs. Xu and Xu Tianxin who were high up, "Forget it, look at what you two are doing."
Well, it's too hard to get out of the car, so don't piss off the old cow anymore.
Two days later, a group of people from Erdaohe Village never expected to be neighbors with Huo Jiajun outside the wilderness.
