The clothes in Yu Xiaocao's exclusive suitcase won't last until next year. In her small jewelry box, there was almost no room for the beautiful, unique and inexpensive jewelry. Once, Zhou Shanhu came to her house to play, and saw the jewelry box she forgot to put away, she was so envious that her saliva almost flowed out.
But these were all given by her godfather, and she couldn't give them away. She is not a real little girl, so she doesn't like these jewelry very much. This box of beads, bracelets, earrings and the like can only lie in the jewelry box and collect dust.
On Wednesday, Shaojian Fangfangzhen walked out of the yard, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He went to the kitchen door and was about to say something, but Yu Xiaocao ordered him to do something: "Go! Go to the west kang and bring some mud balls... "
Zhou Zixu obeyed obediently, and brought over six or seven preserved eggs, depending on the size, some were made of eggs and some were made of duck eggs. Yu Xiaocao glared at him, and reprimanded: "You are stupid! These are obviously two kinds of preserved eggs. Go get them again, six of each!"
"You said you took mud dumplings, but you didn't say what kind of mud dumplings..." Zhou Zixu pursed his lips in grievance, but he didn't dare to resist, and went back and took a few of each kind.
"Tap the mud ball on the ground to peel off the mud on the outside. Be careful not to dirty the preserved eggs inside!" Yu Xiaocao couldn't help telling him seeing his unreliable appearance.
Zhou Zixu's eyes lit up, he looked at the mud dumpling in his hand with interest, and carefully squeezed off the mud on top to reveal the eggshell inside. He picked up one and looked at it carefully, and asked Yu Xiaocao: "This is the ingredient for the preserved egg and lean meat porridge Mr. Fang said? Why is it wrapped in mud? Why do you remove the preserved egg without boiling it? Why..."
Yu Xiaocao was almost annoyed by him, so she gave him a look and said, "How can there be so many whys? You have "One Hundred Thousand Whys"?"
Zhou Zixu didn't understand, he chuckled dryly: "There aren't that many, just a few why! Xiaocao, what are the vermicelli in pork stewed vermicelli? Like preserved eggs, are they the ingredients you freshly made?"
Yu Xiaocao took out a handful of vermicelli with uneven thickness from the kitchen cabinet and soaked them in warm water. Zhou Zixu hurried over, squatted down, picked up a vermicelli and studied it carefully. When Xiaocao turned around, she didn't see him squatting, and almost stumbled. If it wasn't for Zhou Zixu's back, she might have fallen into the basin.
"You are in the way, get out of here quickly! If you stop me from cooking, go back to the pier to eat your own at noon!!" Yu Xiaocao went into a rage, with one hand on her hip and the other holding a meat-cutting knife, with a murderous look on her face. , Zhou Shao was so frightened that his heart trembled.
Zhou Zixu hurriedly huddled in a corner of the stove, squatting pitifully with his knees hugged. He put a piece of firewood into the clay stove, and said cautiously: "I... I'll help light the fire, can't it work?"
Yu Xiaocao squinted at him while cutting pork belly that was fat and thin, and said incredulously, "Master Zhou, can you light a fire?"
"I'm not Eldest Young Master Zhou, I'm three..." Zhou Zixu looked up at her expression like a pissed off daughter-in-law. Hearing this, he hurriedly filled a lot of firewood into the stove, and said, "What's so difficult about lighting a fire? Why don't we just fill in firewood?"
He stuffed a few handfuls of firewood in succession, and almost smothered the fire. The kitchen looked like a scene of a fire, and thick smoke rose, choking the two people in the kitchen to cough earth-shatteringly.
Xiao Lian, who rushed back from the pier, saw thick smoke as soon as she entered the door, and thought it was on fire. She rushed over, only to find that it was Shao Zhou who caused the trouble.
Dumbfounded, she pulled out half of the firewood from the stove, puffed out her mouth and blew on it, and the fire gradually grew. However, the thick smoke in the kitchen does not dissipate so quickly.
Yu Xiaocao was so snotty and teary, she kicked the culprit and said, "You did a good job!! You want to suffocate me to death!"
Xiao Lian hurriedly pulled away the runaway little girl, angrily and funnyly said: "Little sister, you are too! Young Master Zhou is our guest, how can you make him light the fire? He just opened his mouth and stretched out his hand when he came. A person who can burn fire?"
Yu Xiaocao rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, her eyes were as red as rabbits, she gave the coughing Shao Zhou a hard look, and said, "Who told him to start the fire? He was the one who made trouble for himself! "
Zhou Zixu looked aggrieved: "Didn't I want to help you?"
"Help me? I think the more you help, the more busy you are! Come on, why don't you stay cool!" Yu Xiaocao gave him a look of disgust.
It took a long time for the smoke in the kitchen to dissipate. Yu Xiaocao cooked four dishes and one soup deftly, and the portions were full. Among them, there are "Pork Stewed Vermicelli" and "Preserved Egg and Lean Pork Porridge" ordered by Fangfang Zhenqin. In addition, a pork liver was stir-fried to make a "three delicacies from the ground". The preserved egg was sliced and seasoned with garlic balsamic vinegar.
Zhou Zixu gulped down the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, unable to stop at all. The unique aroma of preserved eggs and the rich aroma of meat porridge complement each other, with a sticky texture and a smooth taste. It's so delicious!
Fang Fangzhen looked at his eating appearance with disgust, and the young master of the Qian family, he looked like a hungry person who hadn't eaten for eight hundred years. brat! I ordered the preserved egg and lean meat porridge. If I want to grab it from me, there is no way!
The house town huffed and huffed bowl after bowl, as if competing with someone. A pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, the others only shared a small bowl, which was divided between Fang Fangzhen and Zhou Zixu.
After drinking three bowls of porridge in a row, Zhou Zixu touched his swollen belly, and then extended his claws to the pork stewed vermicelli. He picked up a vermicelli, raised his chopsticks high, and found that the other end of the vermicelli was still on the plate. He looked around shyly, and as a last resort, he stood up, raised his hands high, and picked up the vermicelli.
Putting the vermicelli in his own bowl, Zhou Zixu saw that everyone was looking at him, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "The vermicelli is too long, it's not easy to pinch..."
Having eaten vermicelli once, Fang Fangzhen, who considered himself experienced, picked up two vermicelli, wrapped them around his chopsticks, and easily put the long vermicelli into his bowl, and gave Zhou Zixu a complacent look.
Pork stewed vermicelli is a typical northern dish. There is a catchphrase: Pork stewed vermicelli, the hungry wolf howls! It can be seen how delicious this dish tastes! ! The crystal clear and chewy vermicelli is filled with a strong meaty aroma, and no one can refuse that taste. I can't stop eating less on Wednesday!
The meal was a lively one, and the well-prepared dishes were almost swept away. Fang Fangzhen and Zhou Zhoushao seemed to be competing with each other, and their stomachs were about to explode. Yu Xiaocao boiled wild hawthorn for them with spirit stone water, to digest for them both, don't make a fuss about it.
Fang Fangzhen touched his protruding belly, and said in satisfaction: "My daughter's cooking is so delicious that I can't stop. Last time I went back to the capital, your godmother said I was fat."
Young Master Zhou saw business opportunities from preserved eggs and vermicelli. He stared at Xiaocao with piercing eyes, and said, "Xiaocao, I think we can open another workshop specializing in the production of vermicelli and preserved eggs..."
Yu Xiaocao nodded calmly and said, "I'm just going to talk to you about this matter! Since you brought it up first, let's talk about the cooperation in detail!"
Young Master Wednesday has never been a stingy person. He patted the table and said: "It's still the old rule. You provide the prescription, and I will do the rest! 30% to 70%!"
Yu Xiaocao gave him a thumbs up and said, "Sure enough, it's the third young master. He's bold! He's courageous!! I'll give you a few more recipes..."
The house town on the side was dissatisfied when Xiaocao said that Xiaocao only accounted for 30% on Wednesday, and wanted to speak but was preempted by his daughter. From Fangfang Town's point of view, without Xiaocao's prescription, his Zhou Shao's workshop would never be able to start. Why should he take the majority and only give his daughter 30% of the dividend
He didn't expect that when someone builds a factory, recruits workers, raw materials and export, which step does not cost money? After removing all costs, the remaining net profit on Wednesday is not much more than Xiaocao. Compared with Zhou Shao's hard work, Yu Xiaocao can get money for wagging his tail at home, so it should be less.
But Fang Fangzhen didn't think so much, he just felt that his daughter was at a disadvantage. Hearing that Xiaocao wanted to add a recipe for cooking as a gift, he couldn't help it anymore: "The recipe for cooking is free, right? The Zhou family doesn't care about the money! Girl, have you thought about it? How much money can the son earn for the Zhou family? How can he not be willing to part with such a small amount of money?"
"Godfather..."
Yu Xiaocao was about to speak, but was interrupted by Young Master Wednesday again. He nodded solemnly, and said, "Master Fang is right! Xiaocao, you can't keep asking you to take care of me just because we have a good relationship! Those prescriptions of yours , I still buy it at three hundred and two. Look, Mr. Fang..."
House Town stroked his beard, and said rather reluctantly: "Although it is a little less, it is barely acceptable! Girl, don't waste the seller's money. Godfather showed you two shops in the town, which are the same as Zhenxiu Restaurant. Street. I wanted to buy it for you, but I was afraid that you would be angry with me and wouldn’t want it! You wouldn’t disagree with buying a shop with your own money, would you?”
On the same street as Zhenxiu Restaurant? That's a bustling downtown! It is said that there is nowhere to buy the shops on that street if you have money. A shop has been fired to thousands of taels. How many prescriptions does she have to sell to buy the two rooms that her godfather said!
Seeing Xiaocao on Wednesday was a little hesitant, and encouraged her: "I know you think the shop is expensive. But there is a reason for it! Do you know how much the rent of the shop next door to us is a year? At least three hundred taels a year. After two or three years, the money from the shop was earned back! My elder brother also went to find the owner of the shop, and even if he paid a lot of money, he still failed to return. That is Mr. Fang, you might not be able to buy it with someone else.”
In fact, Master Wu bought those two shops in the name of his wife when he first took office. He is about to leave office, and with his family's background, he will definitely return to the capital to develop after leaving office. Tang Ancient Town is too far away from the capital, so it is not convenient to manage. He had planned to vacate the storefront and rent it out. Unexpectedly, the subordinates reported that the imperial envoy seemed interested in buying it.