The full-level master chef made a big spoon in the 80s

Chapter 17
It's... tastier?
That must not be photographing people. The clerk looked at the casserole in his hand and was stunned for a moment. His tone was a little hesitant, and he asked with some uncertainty:
"Are you talking about taking pictures of... this pot...?"

After a long time, this pot is the protagonist of today?
Seeing the clerk in a daze, Xu Nan realized that he hadn't communicated well. As a result, the clerk mistook her for taking pictures, so he explained to the clerk:
"It's not the pot, but to take pictures of the rice in the pot."

Fortunately, all the clerks have been professionally trained, and they quickly came to their senses. After all, they have been in this business for so long, and they have never seen such a person.

The clerk came back to his senses and asked Xu Nan:
"May I ask what you took this photo for? What size do you need? We can also give you a reference."

The clerk thought to himself, anyway, he couldn't just come here on a whim to take a photo as a souvenir when he was full.

It is so expensive to take a photo these days, and most people are reluctant to take a family portrait, so there must be a reason for Xu Nan to take a photo of the rice in the pot.

At this time Xu Nan opened the lid of the casserole and said to the clerk:
"It's this claypot rice, take a picture of it."

As soon as the lid of the casserole was opened, the whole photo studio was filled with the unique aroma of claypot rice, and the clerk holding the casserole swallowed subconsciously.

She seems a little... hungry.

She looked at the rice in the casserole. The meat and vegetables in it were evenly mixed. There were meat, vegetables and eggs. It looked delicious. She subconsciously asked Xu Nan:
"Where did you buy this rice, it looks very delicious."

Xu Nan smiled after hearing this, and said mysteriously to the clerk, "I didn't buy this. I made it myself. It's called Claypot Rice."

"Claypot rice?"

It's a new thing, she has never heard of it.

"Yes, I will set up a stall in the market tomorrow. If you are interested, you can come and have a taste."

After Xu Nan finished speaking, she turned her head and looked outside the door, and pointed to the location where she usually set up a stall with the shop assistant.

"I'll set up a stall at that location."

The clerk looked in the direction, nodded immediately and said:

"Then I'll definitely come over tomorrow to join in."

God knows how long she has been tired of eating the dumpling restaurant across the road, it's time for a change.

At this time, the clerk asked tentatively:

"You want to do business, right? Then you said that taking photos is for making posters? It's the kind of big photos that are used for publicity."

poster?

Xu Nan's eyes lit up when he heard this, this store can still make posters?

Then will she be able to have a sample picture next time she sets up a stall?

Xu Nan immediately asked the clerk, "How big a poster can your family make?"

"It doesn't matter how big it is, you can customize your own size!"

...

After returning home, Xu Nan put the casserole on the dining table and tested the temperature with his hands.

Fortunately, the weather was not cold, and the rice was still warm, so we could eat it when Lu Nanzhou came back.

After the photos are taken, it takes time to develop them, and the finished film cannot be obtained that day. The clerk told her that the photos and posters can be developed as early as tomorrow morning.

Xu Nan glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 11:30. According to the usual time, Lu Nanzhou would be home soon.

She went to the kitchen to take out the bowls and chopsticks. After setting them up on the dining table, she took out the envelope and letter paper she bought when she passed by the supply and marketing cooperative, and wrote and drew on them.

When Lu Nanzhou got home, he saw this scene. He stepped forward to take a look, and was a little surprised.

In his memory, Xu Nan said that when he first got married, he didn't even finish elementary school.

But now Xu Nan's handwriting on the paper is neat and beautiful, and it can be seen that it took many years of practice to practice.

He frowned suspiciously, and asked Xu Nan:
"I remember you said before that you didn't finish elementary school, but you wrote beautifully."

After Xu Nan heard this, her nerves tensed up. She looked down at her writing, feeling extremely flustered.

She reached out to cover her own words, but when she thought about it, it was too obvious, which might make Lu Nanzhou even more suspicious.

He simply showed it to Lu Nanzhou, pretending to be very excited after being praised, and said:
"Really! I've practiced it secretly for three years. When I'm at home, I just turn to the dictionary to read. Now I know a lot of characters."

After hearing this, Lu Nanzhou smiled, picked up the letter written by Xu Nan, and took a serious look at it, with a serious tone:

"If you like studying, you will have the opportunity to take the adult college entrance examination in the future."

Xu Nan shook his head immediately after hearing this, shaking like a rattle.

In her previous life, she went to compulsory education for 12 years, then she went to university, a graduate student, and then a doctorate by the way. The good guy has been in school for half her life.

She doesn't want it!
...

Early the next morning, Xu Nan went to the photo studio to pick up the photos taken yesterday and the customized poster.

After returning home, she unfolded the rolled-up poster, and she was instantly surprised. The poster was printed very well, at least much better than she imagined, and it was basically the same as the real thing.

There was also the words "claypot rice, two yuan per serving" printed on it, which was added at her special request.

Xu Nan first put the photo into the envelope that he wrote yesterday, then sealed the envelope with glue, affixed a stamp, and prepared to send it out when he went to set up a stall later.

Then I began to slowly sort out the ingredients for the stall.

She is not in a hurry to set up a stall today, because she is selling staple food this time.

People who go to the market usually go there after breakfast, and they are not hungry after eating, so of course they will not come to buy the claypot rice she sells.

So Xu Nan planned to wait until it was almost noon before going there.

After she loaded all the ingredients and tools to be used into the truck, she pasted the posters on the blackboard for later display.

Then wait at home for ten o'clock.

...

When she arrived at the market, she mailed the written letter first, and then parked the car at the original location.

The old man and the aunt are still selling pancakes, fruit and fried twist over there.

Seeing Xu Nan approaching, the old man seemed to see his relatives:
"Hey girl, I haven't seen this for many days!"

"Isn't it? The weather is bad these days, so I didn't go out."

Xu Nan was arranging the ingredients while chatting with the old man next door. She was still the same. She set up the table first, and then took out the small blackboard. This time, the old man next door saw the pictures and words on it, and said hey:
"You little girl, you really don't play your cards according to the routine!"

Xu Nan responded with a smile.

...

On the other side of the market, Feng Tian was on vacation today, she slept until the sun was high, and then was picked up from the bed by Feng's mother to carry a vegetable basket in the market.

She was holding a lot of vegetables and fruits in her hand, with a displeased expression on her face, she muttered to Mother Feng:

"Oh, can you stop buying so many vegetables, I almost sink to death carrying my bag, besides, this vegetable market is so dirty, can't I go to the supply and marketing agency opposite to buy it?"

"The dishes on the opposite side are clean and beautiful, and there are few people buying them. There are many and mixed people here. Why do you like to buy vegetables in this kind of place!"

Feng Tian frowned, looking at the noisy environment in the vegetable market, his face was full of displeasure.

Mother Feng picked a big and round onion and put it in a bag, and she gave Feng Tian a big white eye when she heard Feng Tian's words:

"You also know that there are few people on the other side? Then you don't think about the reason! If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how expensive it is. This money is saved from every bit."

"Then why don't you talk about saving money when you usually buy bags, cosmetics and clothes!"

"Hey you kid, can it be the same? You can save what you should, and you can't save what you shouldn't. You want to save face when you wear it. Who knows how much the food you eat is worth."

The market has a large number of floating population, and this time period catches up with the peak period of grocery shopping, so it is simply crowded.

Suddenly, no one knew who accidentally stepped on Feng Tian's foot, causing her to scream in pain.

"Hey, these are my new shoes!"

Feng Tian looked up angrily to see who stepped on her, but the person who stepped on her had long since disappeared.

She had nowhere to vent her anger, so she had no choice but to kick the stones on the bottom of her feet far away.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped in one place, and a sneer unconsciously formed on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)