When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 272 Snacks
Tan Tao drank the soup and said, "Next time, my sister will help my mother pack her luggage."

"Youyou, shall we make boneless chicken feet this afternoon?"

"It's not just boneless chicken feet, there are several snacks that are suitable for sale with ice powder. It depends on which ones you like. We made these in the afternoon, but selling only ice powder is a bit thin."

Tan Deming smiled: "In order to get these chicken feet, I bought several chickens."

Tan Tao felt sorry for himself: "Then I buy it?"

"You don't need to, I have other uses for these chickens." Tan You refused. She naturally has other uses for these chickens, and she has already planned it. The fried chicken steak business is very promising.

Tan Lin has bad eyesight, so in the end he has to rely on Cheng Wenhui to support his family. Therefore, Tan You certainly cannot choose those complicated businesses, otherwise Cheng Wenhui will be too busy.

Tan Tao's eyes were full of money now. He got closer to Tan You: "Youyou, what snacks do you make?"

Tan You was very calm: "Crisp potatoes, boneless chicken feet, spicy fried rice cake."

Tan Tao took a sip of saliva and said, "I've eaten fried rice cake, but I've never eaten anything else, and I've never heard of it."

Tan Tao: "Am I worried that this will be too much trouble and I won't have time to do other things?"

Tan Tao was not surprised: "I know, when we came back yesterday, someone asked us about how to make ice powder."

After lunch, Tan You and Tan Tao worked in the kitchen.

Tan You didn't do it again after doing it once. At this moment, she just said lightly: "If you are afraid of trouble to make money, then you won't make any money."

He had to stand up on his own. After all, he was still one year older than Tan You, so he couldn't let Tan You worry about everything for him.

Tan Deming just listened to the two people talking, and Wang Hunu didn't say a word. She was just curious, what delicious food was Tan You going to use the chicken?

Tan Deming: "If you find it troublesome, you can just make a small amount every day and set the price higher."

Tan Tao also listened: "I know, I will find a way myself."

Tan You: "You can't hide the ingredient recipe for a long time, and white jelly is not that rare. If you really want to retain customers, then work more on the small ingredients."

Tan Tao takes this business very seriously. He finally made some money yesterday, and of course he wants to make more money in the future. He will endure any hardship in order to make money.

"It's really troublesome to debone the chicken feet." Tan Tao said bitterly while deboning the chicken feet with a knife in his hand.

Tan You: "It's just a newer trick, but after this thing is made, there will definitely be a lot of people following suit. If you make money, others will definitely want a share of the pie. This kind of thing happens everywhere."

Tan Tao made it clear: "I understand, I will try to make some tomorrow."

Tan You couldn't stand it: "Didn't you see the grape ice powder I made for my father yesterday? Do you want me to explain it in detail?"

Tan You: "I'm awesome, everyone knows about hunger marketing."

Tan Deming narrowed his eyes and smiled, thinking that Tan You was praising him.

Tan Tao gradually fell into a trance. Indeed, if he was afraid of trouble, he would undoubtedly not be able to accomplish anything. He pursed his lips and continued to rub against those chicken feet. After working in the kitchen with Tan Tao all afternoon, Tan You successfully reproduced all the snacks she mentioned. In addition to crispy potatoes, Tan You also makes various fried foods.

For example, whirlwind potato tarts, fried eggplants, fried vegetables of various colors, soy products, etc.

When Tan Tao left Tan You's house, a bag full of finished products was placed on the pedal of the electric car. He left Tan You's house in a daze, wondering why the business formula was so difficult for others, but why was it so easy for Tan You?
After Tan Tao left, Tan Deming suddenly said: "Do you want your parents to come back and do this fried chicken business?"

"Well, my father understands me." Tan You nodded, and she glanced in the direction of the paddy field: "I think my milk is going back. I won't cook tonight. We will eat whole chicken tonight."

"It's not even a whole chicken. Didn't Tan Tao take away all the chicken feet?"

Tan You: "Of course, whole chicken does not include chicken feet, and chicken feet are not suitable for deep-frying. Chicken can be prepared in many varieties. You will know about it tonight."

Tan Deming also saw Wang Hunu's thin and dry figure, and he smiled: "I don't know if you can still eat dinner after eating these snacks."

Tan You: "I only keep a small portion of everything. Besides, if you can't finish it, just put it in the refrigerator."

After the two exchanged a few words, Tan You went to the kitchen to get busy. Soon, she divided the chicken into various parts and put them aside neatly.

Chicken thighs, wings, wings, breasts, etc., all belong to their respective places.

Tan Deming clicked his lips: "What to do with these chicken bones?"

"Then let's fry the chicken clavicle. I specially left some meat on it." Tan You glanced at the chicken clavicle next to him: "It won't be wasted. I'll sell it half and give it away, and I can make some money."

Tan Deming's eyes swept over the bones: "Should our family get a dog?"

Tan You: "Look back and see what they mean. If you keep a dog, your home will be safer. I guess when they start doing business, they won't bother with this couple."

After Wang Hunu went to the fields in the afternoon, she kept looking in the direction of her home. She came back immediately after seeing Tan Tao leave. When she arrived at the door of her house, she smelled an aroma. No matter where she went, the aroma of fried food was very overbearing.

A smile appeared on Wang Hunu's face, and her steps were three minutes faster. Sure enough, when she got home, she saw several small plates on the table, thoughtfully covered with insect-proof covers. Needless to say, they must have been made by Tan You.

Tan You just looked at her and said, "You can only eat after washing your hands."

"I know," Wang Hunu's triangular eyes widened with a smile. After washing her hands by the well, she entered the kitchen. She didn't sit down, so she ate beside Tan You with a plate of fried food. While eating, she looked at the chicken steaks, chicken legs and wings floating in the oil pan.

"A lot of meat." Wang Hunu sipped her saliva, and Tan You silently took out a few boneless chicken feet from the cupboard: "These are specially reserved for you."

Wang Hunu was moved, and she wanted to be polite: "Have you eaten it? You are the eldest in our family."

"You can eat it," Tan Deming also stood on the side of the stove: "We don't like spicy food, Tan You specially left it for you."

Wang Hunu was satisfied. As long as no one competed with her, she was not in a hurry. It took her a while to eat a chicken foot. Tan You: "If you want to eat it, I'll make it for you later, so you don't have to cherish it so much..."

"This thing is hard work. You should usually use it to make money. It's a pity to spend it on it." Wang Hunu had her own logic. She looked at Tan You again as she spoke: "I'm not forcing you to make money, but... "

She wanted to explain something, but unfortunately because she didn't know much about literacy and couldn't explain clearly, she felt a little anxious for a while.

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