"What do you think?"
As the voice came over, Chu Wei also received a blow on the shoulder.
Chu Wei Leng has always been alert and keen, and this was the first time that no one was coming over. He was slightly startled and looked at the coming person.
The person who came was named Wang Qingjue, a young son from a certain Hou residence in the capital. It is said that his father died and was arranged by his elder brother.
Chu Wei Leng didn't know which mansion it was, but when this man came, he was in a neighboring country.
Said to be experienced, in fact, to be expelled.
Also a poor man.
The two met two months ago.
At that time, he had just returned from a neighboring country, and he had risen from an unremarkable soldier to the captain of a squad of the C-shaped battalion.
And Wang Qingjue was assigned to his subordinates.
Wang Qingjue did not see anything outside, and every time he chased after him to ask about going to a neighboring country.
This time when he came back from home, although Wang Qingjue no longer asked about the neighboring countries, his enthusiasm for him remained undiminished, and he often surrounded him.
"No, Brother Chu, what are you thinking, you're too fascinated." Wang Qingjue added another sentence looking at the stunned look on his face.
Chu Wei came back to his senses coldly and said, "I didn't think of anything."
The things he just thought were too outrageous and shocking to tell outsiders.
"Brother Chu is really amazing today, and it greatly shocked the bastards in the B camp. I don't know what General Wang thought, he even assigned that kind of people to the B camp, and people like Chu brother stayed in the C camp. Camp. Don't say it's the B camp, use Brother Chu's force to go to the A camp."
The son of Hou Mansion is really powerful, he dares to say anything.
"If you practice hard, sooner or later you will be able to advance to the A-type camp and make good achievements." Chu Wei said coldly.
This person's identity is unusual, and the banishment is only temporary, and he will return to the Vanity Fair in the capital sooner or later.
And if there is merit, it will be easier to go back.
Wang Qingjue had no interest in being promoted to the A-type camp. He was about to say something when suddenly, he saw something in Chu Weilen's hand.
"Hey, what is this?"
Only then did Chu Wei Leng realize that he was so absorbed in thinking just now that he forgot to put away the pork jerky.
Now that it has been discovered, it is not very good to hide it. Moreover, Wang Qingjue treats him well on weekdays, very generous, and will give him anything delicious.
"Preserved pork, try it?" Chu Wei Leng handed him the preserved pork in his hand.
"Oh, so it's this kind of thing, dried pork."
Although Wang Qingjue is the noble son of the Hou family, he has been here for a few months, and he has already adapted to the environment here.
After eating, I immediately praised it.
"It's different from the taste I ate in Beijing. The food in Beijing is not so chewy and tender. Where did Brother Chu buy this, I'll buy some too."
Chu Wei said coldly, "My wife made it."
Hearing this, Wang Qingjue raised her eyebrows, looked at Chu Weilen, and said, "Oh~ it turns out that Brother Chu was thinking about his wife at home just now."
Chu Wei was slightly startled, and there was a rare uncomfortable look on his face.
A piece of jerky was so small that Wang Qingjue chewed it in a few moments.
After chewing, I want to eat again.
"Brother Chu, is there anything else?"
Chu Wei Leng didn't have a few pieces left in total, and he himself was reluctant to eat it on weekdays.
This person eats a piece and wants to eat it. If it is given to him, how will he eat it
Even though the other party treated him well on weekdays, Chu Wei Leng hesitated at this moment.
Everything else can be said, but this pork jerky is made by Roche. If you eat too much, will people notice the difference
Although there were some concerns, but the other party had already spoken, Chu Weilen still reluctantly took out a piece.
"This is what my wife made when I went home last time. It's been nearly a month. Brother Wang, it's better not to eat too much, so as not to eat a bad stomach."
Wang Qingjue had noticed Chu Weilen's love for pork jerky just now, but the taste of this jerky was so good, he couldn't help but cheekily asked for another piece.
After eating two pieces, I still felt that it was not enough, but I held back.
"Really delicious."
Seeing that Wang Qingjue liked it, Chu Wei thought about it coldly, and said, "This is a secret recipe that my wife learned from an ancient book. It is made with a secret recipe, and eating it makes people feel full of energy."
Instead of letting people guess after the fact, it is better to say it now.
Hearing this, Wang Qingjue felt even more amazing, and immediately got up and went to shoot arrows.
It's a pity that his strength is not as good as Chu Weilen's, and he eats less, so he doesn't see anything special.
Chu Wei was slightly relieved to see that Wang Qingjue was not much stronger than before.
After an autumn rain, the weather turned cooler.
The cicadas that disturbed people all summer do not know when they disappeared, but at a certain moment, the world suddenly felt silent, and then I realized that autumn has come.
Chu Wei has been gone for a month, Luo Jianjia and Aunt Wang have also been selling Liangpi in the town for a month.
This month, I made a total of four taels of silver from selling Liangpi in the town.
In the first half of the month, it sold especially well. When I was in the big market, I sold nearly 200 coins one day. It's a pity that after the weather turned cooler, the sales of Liangpi gradually declined. Moreover, people's freshness to Liangpi seems not as strong as before.
In the past few days, it has been less than a hundred articles.
Not only in the town, but the sales of Liangpi on the pier are not as good as before.
In the past, the dock and the town combined, the maximum can be sold for more than 300 yuan a day, but now slowly, it has become 200 yuan.
If it goes on like this, it is estimated that there will be less than two hundred articles.
After this month's calculation, the money was actually not less, and there were more than seven taels of silver, and Luo Jianjia also got more than three taels.
Now Luo Jianjia has nearly eight taels of silver in his hands.
But there are still three months before the Chinese New Year. She has to open a shop and find a place to live alone, which is far from enough.
It's better for people like Luo Fusheng to get away quickly, it's too disgusting.
The closer the New Year is approaching, the more anxious Luo Jianjia's heart is.
Looking at the pattering autumn rain outside, Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "Hey, business has been bad recently."
Chu Laodao: "Yes, the weather is cold, and Liangpi is really not easy to sell. There are no cucumbers at home. If you buy it from outside, the price is also very high."
Unable to sell, the cost is high.
It didn't sell well in the first place, and if the price went up, no one would buy it.
"Fortunately, our rice dishes are selling well. As the weather turns cooler, they are selling better than before." Zhao said optimistically.
"That's true." Old Chu said.
"Why don't we also charge money for our soup?" Zhao suddenly suggested, "I think the soup from his house that sells buns next to him is charged for a bowl of soup. I heard that it is not as good as ours."
"What if no one buys it?" Old Chu said, "After all, we didn't charge money before."
Luo Jianjia retracted her thoughts, glanced at Zhao Shi, and said, "Mother's method is feasible, and Dad's consideration is reasonable."
"Then shall we collect the money?" Zhao shi asked eagerly.
"Take it." Luo Jianjia said affirmatively, "However, we can improve it. For example, put some eggs in it, put some vegetables, put some peanuts in it, etc. In short, it's better than before, and it makes people feel better than free ones. ."
Zhao Shi smiled and said, "It's good, but there's still a way."
Luo Jianjia thought, the soup alone can't solve the problem. There are so many people on the pier, and not many people drink soup. And a bowl is worth a penny, to remove the cost, you may have to sell three or four bowls to earn a penny, and you can earn an extra ten or twenty cents a day.
"Oh, why did I forget to cover the oven." Zhao looked outside and said, "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, don't smash that thing, you and Brother Leng finally made it."
Saying that, Mr. Zhao took the wooden plank and went outside.
Luo Jianjia glanced at the oven in the corner that had been used once, and was slightly startled.
How could she forget this thing.
This is a good thing, and can make a lot of delicious food.
Luo Jianjia's mind quickly turned, thinking about which foods to eat now.
As for the staple food, steamed buns, steamed buns, rice, and noodles are already sold on the dock, but no one sells cakes.
She might as well bake some biscuits and sell them.
When it comes to Liangpi, you can often think of Roujiamo. The cost of this is too high. I don’t know how the market will accept scones. It’s better to add something else.
Such as vegetables or eggs, anyway, there are a lot of these two things in the house.
As for the pickles added on Chu Wei Leng Road, it is not suitable, too cheap.
The scones are more solid and easy to carry. They can be sold to people working nearby and to businessmen.
In addition to the pier, they can also be sold in the town. She and Aunt Wang sell Liangpi and scones.
If you want to add vegetables, add some vegetables, and if you don't want to add vegetables, just sell pancakes.
It's a pity that pork jerky is too expensive, otherwise we can make this thing and sell it.
If you put it in a bigger town, you should be able to make a lot of money.
Just do what she says, before going to bed that night, Luo Jianjia began to have a face-to-face meeting.
Now that the weather is cold, the noodles are not opening so fast, it will take a few hours.
Woke up the next day, there was still some light rain outside, Luo Jianjia started to knead the dough, ready to make scones.
The oven was useless for a long time, so Luo Jianjia burned it for a while to preheat it.
When making the cake, she rolled it into a long strip, brushed it with oil, sprinkled some salt and spice powder, rolled it up, turned it over, and pressed it down from the middle.
The resulting cake has both flavor and layering.
After the pancake was kneaded, Luo Jianjia put it on the tray and put it in the oven.
It can bake six cakes at a time, and it can be baked in a quarter of an hour, and it needs to be turned over in the middle.
Luo Jianjia had just flipped over once, when Mr. Zhao got up.
"Jianjia, why did you get up so early, didn't you promise not to go to town today?" Zhao shi asked suspiciously.
It's been raining for two days, and I haven't been able to go to town for two days.
Even if it doesn't rain today, the road is still muddy, and the car can't be pushed, and it has to wait for the ground to dry.
It rained again today, and it seems that I can't go tomorrow.
Since I can't go and I don't have a lot of Liangpi, I don't have to get up early.
Aunt Wang has not come to help these days.
"Mother, I'm making scones." Luo Jianjia explained her confusion.
"The scones? Is that the kind that Brother Leng brought when he left last time?" Zhao asked.
"Yes, mother." Luo Jianjia said.
"Oh, do you need mother's help?" Zhao shi hadn't realized what Luo Jianjia wanted to do.
"I need it, I'm thinking of taking it to the wharf at noon today and trying to sell it." Luo Jianjia said.
When he heard that he wanted to sell for money, Zhao immediately regained his energy and went to help after washing up.
Today Luo Jianjia stewed beans and eggplants, and boiled a pot of pork ribs soup. Today, I beat a few eggs in the pork rib soup to make pork rib egg soup. This is to be paid today.
Considering that some people like to drink water while eating, Luo Jianjia specially prepared some free warm water.
As for the dishes in the scones, Luo Jianjia fried two dishes, one shredded potato and one eggplant. There was no condition to add meat, so she boiled ten eggs and was going to add the eggs to the scones.
The rain wasn't heavy, and the sunscreen shed they had before could also block it. At noon, Luo Jianjia and the others wore ponchos and pushed the car to the pier.