The happy life of peasant woman Wan Xiaoliu

Chapter 202: Mid-Autumn Festival Night (2)
Wan Xiaoliu immediately explained that the Mid-Autumn Festival would make fried chicken legs for everyone, and asked the housekeeper to buy chicken legs according to the number of people in the house tomorrow, two for each person, and then prepare some potato powder and flour.

Everyone got excited when they heard that Wan Xiaoliu was going to make fried chicken drumsticks.After asking how to do it, Wan Xiaoliu just laughed and didn't say anything.

The next day, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a traditional festival of the Chinese nation. It was very lively early in the morning, and Wan Xiaoliu also got up early, and followed Baicao to see the vegetables and fruits that Zhuangzili was going to distribute today.Zhuangzili provides fresh vegetables and fruits to the market of Baijia Restaurant in Baicheng every day. Every day before dawn, there will be cars coming and queuing up to pick them up.

Baicao looked at the menu items submitted by each shop in an orderly manner, and was still making a reply.This made Wan Xiaoliu feel inferior.

When the white grass was almost done, after having breakfast together, Wan Xiaoliu said that he wanted to see Baicheng during the festival.

A group of people entered Baicheng, Wan Xiaoliu looked up at the majestic Baiyun Villa not far away, and sighed slightly in his heart.Turning to ask Bai Cao: "Is Bai Ziqi still in Baiyun Villa?"

Bai Cao blinked and looked at Wan Xiaoliu a little strangely, Madam never asked Bai Ziqi, what happened?
"I really don't know about this, but when the young master left, he was afraid that the second young master would be unfavorable to his wife, so the young master may have taken some measures. So the second young master has not come to the Zhuangzi for so long." Bai Cao said truthfully.

"Your son is really talented." Wan Xiaoliu smiled sweetly and warmly in his heart. This man is not around, but he is always making arrangements for himself.

A few people were strolling on the street. Today's Baicheng people seemed to be beaming, with a lazy air, not like they were in a hurry on weekdays.Wan Xiaoliu went to the pastry shop to buy some mooncakes, and said that some of them would be sent to the foot bath shop, and some would be distributed in the Zhuangzi.

When we arrived at the foot bath shop, there seemed to be more people than usual. When we entered the hall, we saw many people waiting.There was a young man waiting there with two old people, which made Wan Xiaoliu very curious. Bai Cao called the shopkeeper in charge to ask, and the shopkeeper said that it was Wang Xiaoer, who beat tofu on the street. To wash your feet.Wan Xiaoliu was a little moved by this kind of behavior, and ordered the shopkeeper to give them half the price, and the girl would give them the commission.

Everyone sat in the shop for a while, and a plainclothes guard came in and whispered something in Baicao's ear.After Bai Cao waved him back, he looked at Wan Xiaoliu with some embarrassment.

"What's the matter?" Wan Xiaoliu asked Baicao strangely.

"Ma'am, yesterday that boy actually set up a stall on Qilong Street, the busiest place in Baicheng, and distributed the things in the name of Madam." Knowing to blame it is not good.Moreover, the wife and the son are already husband and wife, and they will get married soon. The Liu family doesn't want to.

"A group of clowns are just playing tricks, don't take it to heart, just let them go." Wan Xiaoliu drank tea calmly, the anger from yesterday had already dissipated.

"It's Madam." Seeing Wan Xiaoliu's complexion, Bai Cao was in a better mood, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Let's go back and save some mooncakes. I won't come to accompany everyone at night. I will cook the fried chicken legs earlier, and then I will send some over. The girls who can go home will let them go back. From the first day of the new year to today's fifteenth day , This half-month’s wages will be distributed to everyone first, and the other half-month’s net profit will be distributed to everyone.” Wan Xiaoliu’s idea is to "be willing", and only if you give up can you get something.Although this foot washing looks easy, it is also a lot of hard work. Not to mention the sore arms after a day, I have to endure the stinky feet and strange requests of some guests.

After returning to Zhuangzi for dinner, Wan Xiaoliu began to prepare fried chicken legs.

Put on the apron and roll up the sleeves. Over there, Wan Xiaoliu asked people to boil water to wash all the chicken legs several times, drain the water, and poke a few holes in each chicken leg with a pointed bamboo stick. Here she started to make condiments.

For this condiment, she chopped green onion, ginger, and garlic and put them in two large pots, and then put some sugar, salt, white wine, rice wine, and distiller's grains, and put the chicken legs into the two pots, stirring evenly.

Xiaochun felt a little inconceivable smelling the fragrant seasonings, and asked, "Ma'am, where did you learn these things? How come there are so many things? Is it such a strange way?"

"Heaven and man have their own tricks, and the secrets of heaven must not be revealed." The chicken legs were marinating in the basin, and here she began to prepare the fried chicken legs, adding flour and yam powder in proportion, adding white water and stirring well, making a paste, the batter Not so thick and not so runny.Add some rapeseed oil and mix well.

The flour was waking up, the chicken legs were marinating, Wan Xiaoliu sat down and drank tea, the pot was lit, and the oil was poured into the pot to burn. Watching the oil was 100% hot, he began to put the chicken legs into the batter one by one. The top is mushy, and then put it into the oil pan that is almost [-]% hot. Baicao helped to beat it, and mixed it with a strainer, so that the chicken legs were heated evenly, and fried until the outside was browned. Wan Xiaoliu asked her to pick it up. The fried chicken legs gave off a different smell. The scent made people salivate, and Xiaochun kept inhaling the aroma beside her.Wan Xiaoliu saw how greedy she was, so he picked one up and asked her to taste whether it was done or not.Xiaochun kept smacking his lips and kept saying it was delicious. More than [-] chicken legs were completed in almost an entire afternoon.

After everything was done, it was returned to the [-]% hot oil pan and turned back on the fire, and the white grass was sent to the foot bath shop.

There were two full tables for dinner, and everyone was smiling.Bai Fu greeted everyone beforehand, don't mention the young master in front of the wife.This night, everyone never talked about it, and happily ate the chicken legs while drinking wine, tasting each one slowly, taking small bites like tasting rare treasures.Wan Xiaoliu was also eating chicken legs and drinking wine. The wine she drank was not baijiu, but a special wine that Baicao got from somewhere. It was not so spicy, and it was soft in the mouth. Get drunk quickly.

The bright moon outside was shining, the hall was brightly lit, and a group of people were bustling with activity. At this time, Wan Xiaoliu wanted to miss someone even more.In order to understand the sorrow of lovesickness, Wan Xiaoliu kept drinking with everyone.Baicao and Xiaochun were anxious in their eyes, but there was nothing they could do, the wife really missed the son.

Wan Xiaoliu was slightly drunk, but unusually sober.The more I wake up, the more I miss him.

It was a reunion night like this, and it was all my fault when I thought about it, I sent him away, and I didn't return for a long time, and I didn't say a word.At that time, if I hadn't been so generous, didn't value worldly things so much, and trapped him by my side, at this moment, he would definitely be with me, laughing and drinking together and getting drunk.But now I don't know where he is, whether he has eaten, whether he has eaten moon cakes, and... whether he thinks about himself.Thinking of Wan Xiaoliu's warm smile, that elm head, even if he misses himself, he won't say it.

(End of this chapter)