Salt Xiao Fulang

Chapter 12

The little Shuang'er didn't stay long, paid the money and left reluctantly.

Song Xu glanced at Mo Shi'an teasingly, but the other party was completely unaffected, and he couldn't tell from his face whether he had feelings for this proactive little pair.

Since Mo Shi'an still had a stall to look at, the two of them didn't disturb him any more.Mo Shi'an said that he would stay in Chunyang County for more than a month, Song Xu was relieved.

There is still more time to connect with the relationship, not bad for a while.

Xiaochun and Song Xu were very happy to get the trolley back, as if they had picked up a tael of silver for nothing.

The two of them didn't look at the money in the box outside, they just went shopping excitedly.

Lard, sugar, salt, peanuts and melon seeds, all kinds of nuts, except for the flour that is still in stock at home, I bought a lot of each.

Xiaochun was not very good at bargaining, so Song Xu stepped forward. Although the result of the bargaining was not very good, the shopkeeper made money and had a good attitude, and the atmosphere was good for a while.

In addition to the things needed for business, Song Xu also went to the butcher shop to cut some meat.

Streaky pork belly with skin, less expensive lean thigh meat, and some pig offal except intestines.No one wanted big bones, and they cost one penny, so Song Xu spared three thigh bones and went back to make soup.

At this time, the two of them had put a lot of things in their back baskets, but because of the small cart, Song Xu was going to the vegetable market in the alley again.If there are some fresh dishes, you can also change the taste.

Since coming here, he has only eaten various unknown leafy vegetables.

In Xiaochun's family's vegetable garden, there is nothing but a loofah that has just bloomed. He also wants to know what vegetables are available in this era.

There is a small vegetable market every day. In the nearby villages, many elderly people will carry burdens to sell them. They are afraid that they will not look good on the street, so they are gathered in a wide alley by the government.

The work of growing vegetables is not heavy, and people who are not too strong can still subsidize their household by doing it. Song Xu saw a bunch of beautiful purple eggplants when he came, and his interest immediately increased.

"Grandma, how do you sell this eggplant?"

"Four liters and three catties!"

Xiao Chun pulled Song Xu's clothes from behind, turned her head, and saw that Xiao Chun's watery eyelids were full of disapproval: "It's not delicious."

"Why is it not delicious?" Song Xu blinked: "I'll make it once, so you can try it!"

The two of them didn't go shopping anymore, bought some long beans and noodles, and then pushed the cart back to Dashi Village.

It's already past lunch time, not to mention Song Xu, even Xiaochun is a little tired.

But Xiaochun didn't stop walking, and went directly into the kitchen, not caring about putting away the things he bought, and cooking.

Song Xu hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, go take a break and agree that I will cook today!"

Xiaochun was confused: "Ah? Can you do it?"

"Why not?" Seeing that Xiaochun was still hesitant, Song Xu simply pushed him into the yard: "Then I will give you a task, go and steam the rice!"

Xiaochun was obedient, and honestly set up an earthen jar in the yard, and looked into the kitchen from time to time while fanning the wind.

Song Xu thought it was cute, smiled secretly, washed and cut the eggplant, and then cut the meat with a small knife.

What kind of food is fast, delicious and simple, and takeaway people can never do without it? ——Eggplant with minced meat, ground delicacies!

It can be seen that eggplant is a good thing.

He can probably guess the reason why Xiaochun thinks eggplants are not tasty. Eggplants eat oil, and the taste is indeed not smooth without heavy oil.In this ancient time when cooking was common without oil, it was difficult to do well.But do it according to his cognition, I don't know if Xiaochun will be so angry that he will pick up the eight-pound hatchet after a large spoonful of oil...

Hehe, Song Xu thought, Xiaochun was not willing to fight him.

So he took a big spoonful of oil with peace of mind.

The fragrant lard is stabbed in the hot iron pan, the minced meat is minced, mixed with green onion and ginger, first stir-fried and set aside.

Then put the hob-cut eggplant down, stir-fry a few times, add minced meat and a little water, and cover the pot.

At this moment, Song Xu is very fortunate. Although he is not a chef or a food blogger, he still has some common sense to cook a few side dishes. Otherwise, it would be a little distressing for Xiaochun to cook with exhaustion.

After the minced meat and eggplant came out of the pan, Song Xu quickly fried a fried pork slice with beans.At this moment, Xiaochun who was staring at the crock outside also stood up, and was about to go into the kitchen to call him.

"Dinner ready?"

"Yeah." Xiaochun smelled the fragrance, and his eyes lit up, and the two hurriedly filled their meals and sat down at the table, impatiently taking a sip of Song Xu's loving lunch.

"..." Xiaochun was stunned as soon as he took a bite, and looked at the dish intently, then again, and then again, until Song Xu felt guilty.

"what happened?"

"...You, how much oil did you put in?"

"Just a spoonful." Song Xuyun said lightly: "We all cook like this, isn't it delicious?"

Xiaochun suddenly smiled: "It's delicious."

Song Xu felt itchy in his heart, thinking that the other party was reluctant to blame him, but he was so obedient.

"It's delicious. Our family will be rich in the future. It's not bad for such a little oil."

"I know. As long as you spend a little oil, you can get the taste you're used to. Of course it's worth it."

Song Xu didn't say anything more, just picked up a lot of meat for him.

The two quick-hand dishes are full of flavor, and they are both very delicious. When the plates are cleared, both of them are full.

"There are still a lot of seasonings missing. We forgot to add soy sauce and vinegar this time, and there seems to be no bean paste or chili sauce. There is scallion and turmeric wine, aniseed pepper, and star anise cinnamon. I don’t seem to have seen it." Song Xu Completely aroused by gluttons, he planned his food business.

"Some things you said, maybe you can ask the pharmacy. I vaguely remember that cinnamon bark is a medicinal herb. I haven't heard of the others. There are chili peppers, but few people eat them. It is said that they can be eaten well. People's mouth hurts, and only a few people like to eat it."

"Then do you like to eat?"

Xiaochun thought for a while and said seriously, "I haven't eaten it yet."

Song Xu rubbed his head: "I'll make it for you next time."

***

Two days later, it was another big fair in Chunyang County.This time Song Xu and Xiaochun got up at around four o'clock in the night, lit the oil lamps, lit the stove, and prepared to go out of the stall.

The existence of Qian Sangou is a joke, but they can't just give up the only means of making money just because the other party is in the county.

I heard that Qian Sangou doesn't often appear on the street, and his scumbags have an entire county at their disposal to bully others, so the chance of encountering them by chance is actually not high.

And the nonsense he made up about Xiaochun's pregnancy gave them at least seven or eight months of buffer time, and they could make plans in advance whether to stay or run away.

If possible, he still doesn't want to leave his hometown with his current shallow understanding of the world.

Fortunately, Wang Wei and the others only knew that he was a country man who sold husbands, and did not associate him with fried dumplings. They could still do business for a while with peace of mind.

Once again on the road wearing the stars and wearing the moon, the feeling is completely different.

Although Xiaochun was thin, he was tall and alive, and in the temperature that got lower and lower in the early morning, he exuded warmth.

Song Xu pushed the cart with one hand and clasped his fingers with the other, feeling a little flattered.

When he arrived at the county seat, he had just found the last location when he heard someone shouting enthusiastically: "Hey, brother fried dumpling!"

Song Xu was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Rice Cake!"

Xiaochun: "...???"

Song Xu's dumplings have to be freshly made, but Brother Mi Gao's rice cakes are steaming hot cakes, and he cut them into two big pieces at this moment, and they were still a little hot when he took them.

"This is your husband? He is so tall! In the future, he will give birth to a tall boy, and enjoy the blessing!"

Xiaochun took two steps back, his ears were a little red, and he whispered hello.

"Hahaha, Brother Rice Cake, you're welcome! This cake is really delicious, and this time we are honored by you."

"Hey, don't!" Brother Mi Cake's tone was exaggerated, but his expression was sincere: "Brother Jianjiao gave the dumplings last time. I'll go back and ask my husband to reheat them. Hey, they are delicious! My husband just praised It's delicious, I only have half a mouthful left to taste it, don't say it, it's really delicious! I thought at the time, I can recognize you, brother, and today I want to buy ten or eight to take back, and give me a discount! "

Song Xu laughed, the things he made were recognized by others, no matter how many times he made people happy: "What kind words are you talking about, Brother Rice Cake also gave me such delicious cakes, and I will definitely pack a big one for you when closing the stall. Bag!"

During the last big fair, the reputation of fried dumplings had already started, and today it is no longer the same as last time, from time to time, some people want to order one or two.

When the first pot of dumplings came out, Xiaochun evenly divided the prepared fried oil tea powder into several bowls, picked up the boiling kettle and rushed it—the thick batter was stirred by the spoon, and the aroma diffused. Although it was not as overbearing as fried dumplings, it was still It also has a unique flavor.

A customer saw it, Xinqi said: "Brother, what is this? Why didn't it last time?"

Song Xu introduced loudly: "This is also a snack from a certain hometown, called fried oil tea! It contains oil and water, peanuts and melon seeds, thick and mellow, and there are two flavors of salty and sweet - try it and see which one you like. What kind, two pennies a bowl!"

Such a small fried dumpling costs four renminbi, and you can’t afford it if you don’t grit your teeth, but such a big bowl of thick ones only costs two renminbi?This fried camellia with fried dumplings, isn't Liu Wen full of food! ?

Hulala, the crowd suddenly boiled, Song Xu's small cart had to be moved back half a parking space, and Xiaochun even staggered and almost sprained his ankle.

Song Xu was sweating, it seems cheap is the most important way to attract customers: "Everyone line up, take your time—!"

After a while, five or six people had eaten the fried oil tea.Many people who were still watching surrounded them and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is it delicious? Are you full?"

"Well, it's delicious! This thing seems to be fried with oil, it has an oily aroma, and there are crushed peanuts, it's also delicious!"

"So delicious!?"

You know, peanuts and melon seeds are standard for fried New Year’s goods. Many people can only buy fragrant mouthpieces during the New Year. I didn’t expect that this stall has a lot of oil tea that is not much more expensive than steamed buns!

"Sweet, sweet and delicious!"

"Salty tastes delicious, what's the point of drinking tea if you don't eat salt?"

"Candy is expensive, you are stupid!"

Xiaochun only brought seven bowls in total, and they could only be taken back for cleaning after the people in front finished eating. Someone in the back was not happy, and shouted at those who were standing and arguing with the bowls: "Hurry up! There are sweet and salty ones. What's so noisy, is it possible that you still want to live together?"

Everyone laughed loudly, and after a while, those who couldn't wait brought containers from home, and Xiaochun filled them up when he saw that they were not too different in size.

The business was more prosperous than last time. It was busy all the way until noon, and [-] dumplings were sold.

Except for the ones reserved for Brother Mi Gao and the dumplings that Brother Mo planned to try out for a while, all the rest were sold out!The money box was heavy, and Xiaochun's expressionless face was covered with a dreamy blush.

After saying hello to Brother Mo, it was already afternoon when they returned to the village, so they didn't care to rest for a while, and went into the bedroom with the money box in their arms, and counted the money first!

When selling dumplings for the first time, Song Xu just estimated the cost, and finally came up with a profit of about [-] Wen.

This time, Xiaochun strictly kept accounts. Excluding the unaccountable seasonings, they made a net profit of more than 700 Wen today.

More than 700 texts!Twelve hundred wen is one tael of silver!

If you go to the stall twice, you can earn more than one tael. As long as you go to both big and small fairs, count it six times a month, and you can earn three taels a month!Twelve months a year, they can earn 36 taels! ?

Xiaochun rubbed the copper coins on the bed as if dreaming: "Brother Xu, do you think you are a fairy?"

Song Xu: "Hahaha, didn't you come up with Camellia oleifera?"

"...Yes, yes?" Xiaochun was stunned: "Then am I also a god?"

Song Xu suppressed a smile: "Yes, you are a little fairy boy."

Song Xu was smashed head-on by the copper coin.

It's a pity that the days of sitting and counting money didn't last long, and in the next episode, Song Xu was confused by reality.

A passer-by shouted in front of their stall: "Hey, why don't you go to the Fufu Baozi shop on South Street? They also sell fried dumplings, and they only cost three yuan each!"

Song Xu: "..."

Is this a little too fast?