Yoshida Mii

Chapter 156 Anzhou Visitor
When Second Aunt Song led Da Mao and Er Mao away, Dong Bao said dissatisfiedly to Mrs. Li: "You shouldn't have given her tofu and bean sprouts. Just watch, she will definitely come back to ask for it next time she returns to her mother's house."

"Let's just give her this one time, and the favor is done." Li Shi said with a smile, "If you ask for it again in the future, we won't give it to you."

After working for a long time, Da Shi and Zhang Qian sat down to eat when the students had finished their meals and left. Dong Bao specially made braised crucian carp for them. For school students, fish is the best thing to nourish their brains. up.

"You don't need to make special dishes." Dashi was very sorry, he didn't need much effort to study, but Dongbao was young, so he just followed the adults to work.

Dong Bao looked at Lin Shi with a smile, "I made it for you and eat it, taste it, it's not like I cook for you two every day!"

Lin Shi smiled, with a soft light in his eyes, he thought of the poem in the book, "The son of Yugui, suitable for his family", it must be about a woman like Dongbao, he suddenly felt very lucky to meet When it came to a good girl like Dong Bao, he set her down early, otherwise, when everyone else found out that Dong Bao was good, would it be his turn to be a farm boy?

When it was time to finish work, Aunt Qiuxia also picked up the swill, which was a good thing to feed the pigs.Since Dongbao’s family started doing business, she has given her all the bean dregs, swill and donkey manure. The bean dregs and swill can be used to feed pigs and chickens, and the donkey manure can be composted. Calculated in this way, her family’s two pigs can be raised with almost no need. What does it cost.Aunt Qiuxia thought about it happily, and decided to wait until the time when the pigs were slaughtered during the Chinese New Year, and pick the best hind legs and tenderloins from the pigs for Mother Li and her daughter.

In the past few days, Mrs. Li has been talking about winter clothes and quilts, "I'm about to fall into ambush, I have to unpack and wash the quilt, the cotton in our quilt should be flicked, Dongbao's little jacket is not warm anymore , After wearing it for so many years, it’s time to get a new one... I didn’t have any money before, so I can’t let Bao’er freeze again this year.”

"That's right, Xiuyu's and Xiaoqian's padded jackets and trousers should be replaced." Li Hongqin echoed.

A few people took advantage of this noon to buy a lot of cotton and cotton cloth from cotton and cloth stores.The Li family and Li Hongqin were all beaming. Only Dongbao felt a little troublesome. In this era, not only were there no finished quilts for sale, but there were no such things as quilt covers. The quilts had to be dismantled and washed every year, and the cotton was re-stripped before being sewn together. It took a lot of effort. .

"Mom, let's get a quilt cover!" Dongbao suggested, "Just make a cotton cover and put the quilt in it. If it gets dirty in the future, we can just wash the quilt cover directly, and there is no need to unpack and wash the quilt."

Dong Bao gestured for a long time, Li and the others finally understood Dong Bao's meaning, Li hesitated, and asked: "Then what should I do if the quilt is huddled up in the quilt and cannot be stretched?"

Dong Bao thought for a while, and he didn't seem to have encountered this kind of problem in his previous life. As long as the quilt cover is the right size, there will be no problem of shrinking into a ball and cannot be stretched out. It’s easier to sew two seams and remove it when washing than to remove and wash the whole quilt.”

"This is a good idea!" Both Li Shi and Li Hongqin agreed, and bought a lot of extra floral cloth to make quilt covers.The whole family is so busy that their feet don't touch the ground. Of course, the less housework the better.

Li Shi and Li Hongqin took Zhang Xiuyu to unpack and wash the quilt, while Dongbao had a more important task - drying cowpeas.

In Dongbao’s previous life, several pots of cowpeas were sun-dried every year, which was enough for an old family to eat for a year. Scoop a spoonful of freshly fried cowpeas and put them on steamed buns just out of the pan. The taste is indescribable!

Cowpea is not difficult to make, but it is not easy to make it delicious, especially Dongbao now has no chili peppers, only a small amount of dogwood powder.

First select the good soybeans and cook them. The cooked beans should be left in the pot to cool slowly. The water for boiling the beans with sugar is also delicious.When the beans are cool, spread them evenly on a clean mat, and put a mat on top, and put them in a stuffy room to wait for mold to develop. The better the mold, the better the cowpea will be pickled in the future.

After two weeks of mildew, you can collect the beans with green mold, put wine, chili and other seasonings into it and stir thoroughly, preferably by hand, as it is difficult to stir evenly with sticks and spoons, after stirring well Put the beans in a wide-mouthed basin with a layer of screen cloth on it, which can not only transmit light, but also prevent mosquitoes and flies. When exposed to the sun, they cannot be exposed to rain or dew. Move the pot back into the house.

Taking advantage of the good sun in the dog days, the cowpea will be almost dried in the sun in about two weeks, and can be eaten directly, but it is best to put it in a pot and stir-fry it with oil, the taste is the best.

No one else could do this, only Dong Bao knew how to do it, and told Li that she had heard others say it was done in this way, and wanted to try it herself.Now that the family has a lot of money, Mrs. Li doesn't stop it. If the sun is good, there will be more people in the family to eat. It doesn't matter if the sun is not good, it's just a waste of beans.

A few days later, when Dong Bao came out of the shop, he saw several young gentlemen leading horses at the door, and asked Mrs. Li: "Ma'am, is this shop run by a girl named Song Dongning?"

Mrs. Li glanced at the young masters in surprise, hesitated, did not answer their questions, but asked instead: "What do you want Song Dongning to do?"

The young master in charge saw Li's worry and vigilance, and immediately cupped his hands and said, "Ma'am, we are from Anzhou. Last time Miss Song came to our Bajiaolou and taught us a recipe. It tastes very good. We I just wanted to thank her."

Dong Bao took a few glances at the young man before he recognized that this young man was the son of the owner of the octagonal building, the young man in green!

"Prince Wang!" Dong Bao smiled and walked over to say hello.

Mr. Gong heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I'm Wang Cong. Miss Song, you haven't been to Anzhou for a long time. I can't wait. I asked my cousin about you. I knew you were in Yuanshui Town, so I went all the way to find you. coming."

"Then why are you here..." Dong Bao asked with a smile.

She just heard what Wang Cong said to Mrs. Li, and secretly lamented that this Wang Cong looked lazy and careless, but he was actually quite shrewd. Seeing that he talked to Mrs. Li, he didn't reveal a word that Dongbao sold vegetables. Fang Zi, got the money.

"Is this your store?" Wang Cong asked with a smile, "Why don't we go in and talk about it in detail."

It was almost noon at this time, and most of the people who went to the market had already gone home, and the students who came to eat had not finished school, so there were not many people in the shop.

"Success!" Dong Bao said with a cheerful smile, and handed the money box to Li Hongqin, "Auntie, help collect the money first." After finishing speaking, he pulled Mrs. Li over and said to Wang Cong, "This is my mother's money." .”

Wang Cong saluted Mrs. Li politely, "I didn't know you were Miss Song's mother, so I offended you."

"You're welcome!" Li said with a smile. She also guessed that this noble son is the one who bought Dongbao's boiled fish recipes, but the rich man who paid for them. She couldn't buy a shop like this, so she looked at Wang Cong with a very kind look.

Wang Cong brought two people over, one looked dressed like a servant serving Wang Cong, the other looked eleven or twelve years old, with a white jade hairpin tied around his head and a broken jade belt around his waist, Moon white brocade robe, red lips and white teeth, he is a very beautiful young man.

Dong Bao led the way ahead, and couldn't help but look back at the broken jade belt around the young master's waist. She felt that she had seen this belt before...but where...she really couldn't remember .

Ordinarily, the broken jade inlaid on this belt is all high-quality mutton fat white jade, and she usually comes into contact with few rich people, so it should be easy to remember.

Dong Bao led a few people to the backyard, moved some chairs for them to sit down, and said with an apologetic smile: "Please forgive me, both young masters, our backyard has not been repaired yet, and we can't live in it. The two young masters will live in the yard Let's go." Then, he asked Zhang Xiuyu, who was helping in the kitchen, to pour a few bowls of soy milk to entertain the guests.

The two aristocrats have money in their families, and they have everything they want since they were young, but it was the first time they went to someone's house as a guest, and the host served soy milk as a treat.

The handsome young man frowned. He had only heard of soy milk being drunk by servants. He had never drank good tea or goat's milk.

"Why, this young master is not used to drinking it? Do you want to change it to eight-treasure porridge? We only have these two things in our shop." Dong Bao asked with a smile.

The young master looked up at her, and said slowly, "No need." His eyes were full of arrogance.

Bah, impolite brat!Dong Bao cursed inwardly.

Wang Cong was the oldest, so he smiled and said, "Miss Song, you don't have to be so polite. Last time, Miss Song said that there are other recipes for rare dishes, I don't know..."

When the agreement was first signed, it was stated that Song Dongning's prescriptions would be sold to Bajiaolou in the future. In fact, in Dongbao's view, this clause was not very binding. If she didn't want to sell it, she could say that she had nothing to offer Once the recipe is ready, you can also sell it through Li Shi and others, without going out yourself.

Wang Cong also understood this truth, but came to ask politely, without any compulsion.Moreover, he is in business, and he knows the principle of making money with harmony.The little girl with a pretty smile in front of me can't just be frightened, but if she uses the wrong method, she can fly away.

A dish of boiled fish brings more than just money to the Octagonal Building. The money for buying the recipe has long been recouped, and it also has a higher reputation. These are things that cannot be exchanged for money. It seems that more than a month has passed Yes, many restaurants in Anzhou entrust people to buy boiled fish from Octagonal House, hand them over to the cooks for research, and even imitate them. It will be a matter of time before they can make boiled fish with the same taste. Octagonal House urgently needs one. The new dish, instead of boiled fish, makes Bajiaolou the No. [-] restaurant in Anzhou.

"Oh, this, yes." Dong Bao smiled, his eyes swept to the young master's belt again, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he remembered.

(End of this chapter)