Chapter 119 Egg and Meat Patty
Chapter 119 Egg and Meat Patty
early morning.
Jiang Fubao woke up naturally at daybreak.
While the space had not yet been refreshed, she took out all the food she would need for the day.
Don't forget to pour the barrel of oil from the kitchen into the iron pot.
There was only one pot in the house, which was built on the stove.
So the big iron pot in the space came in handy.
You can use it to store oil and have an extra pot at home.
Fortunately, when she bought the pan, she wanted to save money and did not buy the coated non-stick pan.
Otherwise I wouldn’t dare take it out.
Then comes the flour, since we are going to make egg meat patties at home.
Then flour cannot be lacking.
Jiang Fubao ground the white flour finely and put it into a sack before leaving the room.
"Oh, how come there is so much more meat and noodles today? Whatever you want comes true. Oh my god, there is also an iron pot, but it is a little small. I have never seen an iron pot that can be carried around. What's in the pot? It's golden and looks like urine."
Jiang Fubao brushing his teeth.
Grandma and aunt have gone to her room to get the goods.
I saw grandma holding the iron pot, putting it to her nose and sniffing it.
"Grandma, the old man with the white beard said this is oil."
When Jiang Fubao heard the word "pee", he was speechless.
She hurriedly explained.
I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, the whole pot of oil would be poured out by grandma.
"Oh, it's oil. I thought it was your urine at night. No wonder it doesn't smell like urine."
Hearing what grandma said, Jiang Fubao's eyes almost rolled up to the sky.
She's just small.
Not a fool.
How could you pee in the pot?
Grandma is really bold.
"Okay, let's have breakfast. We'll go to the shop early. Xile, you can come with us today. Let Tongjin cook the meals. Old man, take care of the house and don't let the children run around."
I saw my wife carrying a dung bucket and getting ready to go out.
Zhang Jinlan quickly instructed.
"Okay, I see."
Jiang Shoujia is a man of few words.
He responded and left without looking back.
Jiang Fubao, who had just come out with his bowl of rice, smelled a strong smell of manure.
Her appetite was gone in an instant.
"Second Aunt, let me give you some."
Jiang Fubao poured the porridge in his bowl into Sun Pingmei's bowl.
"What's wrong? How can you not eat in the morning? This porridge is thick and delicious. Have some."
Although Sun Pingmei is greedy, she would not be greedy for her children.
She was about to pour the porridge back into Jiang Fubao's bowl.
"Second Aunt, I'm not hungry. I just want to eat an egg."
Jiang Fubao shook his head repeatedly.
She put the bowl on the stove, took the eggs and ran away.
"This child, why is he still so picky about food? What a delicious rice porridge, slurp——"
Seeing that she really didn't want to eat, Sun Pingmei thought her niece was a picky eater.
I could only slurp the porridge in the bowl.
The half-full stomach was instantly satisfied.
Her tense expression relaxed.
After a while, he drank all the porridge in the bowl.
After breakfast, the Jiang family cleaned up.
Jiang Dahe pulled out a ox cart from the backyard and rushed to the town with his family.
When I passed by the village entrance, I happened to meet Jiang Sanniu coming out carrying a bamboo basket.
She stared at Jiang Fubao who was sitting on the ox cart.
Jiang Fubao just glanced at her and looked away.
"Bitch, I'd better throw you to death!"
Jiang Siniu happened to hear her cursing Jiang Fubao.
She pretended to be unaware and walked in front of Jiang Sanniu.
"What are you doing standing at the door, you little bitch? Are you trying to slack off again? Believe it or I'll slap you in the face! Learn from your sister, she's much more sensible than you. Hurry up and leave, or I'll kick you to death!"
Zhou Gai'er, who was carrying a bamboo basket, saw that her second daughter, who went out first, was still at the door, while her third daughter, who went out later, had already walked a long way away, so she cursed loudly.
Jiang Sanniu came to her senses instantly.
At this time, Jiang Siniu had already walked ten meters away.
She had known that her mother had followed behind, but she didn't tell her third sister.
Who made the third sister scold Fubao?
Jiang Siniu didn’t know.
Her character has been completely distorted by Jiang Fubao.
town.
In the Jiang Family Snack Shop in the Food Lane of Baishi Street.
Just like yesterday.
The four tables in the shop were full of people.
There were also seven or eight customers queuing outside the shop.
Today's grilled sausages and potatoes sold out even faster and were sold out by the end of the day.
There are still many guests.
Because the mung bean soup from Jiang’s snack shop is the sweetest and coldest among all the shops selling mung bean soup in town.
Many people are willing to queue up for this refreshing drink.
Some people also spent an extra penny to take the food away and drink it at home.
This resulted in a gradual decrease in the number of bamboo tubes in the backyard.
Finally, Zhang Jinlan prohibited takeout, otherwise all the bamboo tubes in the shop would be sold out.
Jiang Fubao's sister-in-law came over today.
With more people, it won’t be so busy.
Zhang Jinlan, who has the best cooking skills, and her three daughters-in-law are studying how to make egg meat patties.
Zhu Yingqiu chopped the meat into very small pieces, like dumpling filling.
Marinate with soy sauce, sugar, cooking wine, salt, black pepper and various spices.
Zhang Jinlan is responsible for kneading the dough.
Sun Pingmei and Zhang Yanzi stuffed the marinated minced meat into the dough and rolled it into pancakes.
The division of labor is clear.
The pot of oil was also put into a wooden barrel and brought over.
The iron pot was burning hot on the simple stove in the yard.
Half a bucket of oil was poured into it.
Zhu Yingqiu stood by the stove with wooden chopsticks, turning over the meat patties that had just been put into the pot.
Jiang Fubao was far away.
Her family members were afraid that she would be splashed with oil and didn't let her get close.
"Grandma, the fourth pot of mung bean soup is ready. Just add half a block of ice, right?"
In the kitchen, Qian Xile, holding a spatula, asked.
"Yes, just put half a piece in there so it won't be too cold. The customer asked a lot of questions. Half a piece is enough. It's a little cooler than the one in the river town, but not as cold."
We put too much ice in yesterday.
As a result, when the mung bean soup was served to the customers, there was cold steam coming out of it, which aroused great suspicion.
Zhang Jinlan kneaded the second portion of dough and spoke without raising her head.
"Okay, I get it."
Qian Xile responded and went back to the kitchen to work.
Jiang Siyin and Jiang Eryong are responsible for serving mung bean soup to the guests.
Jiang Dahe was waiting at the door to greet them.
Only Jiang Fubao was idle.
But this shop wouldn't work without her.
As a hidden boss.
Jiang Fubao leaned against the tree and tiptoed towards the oil pan.
The meat patty inside is already browned.
The fragrance filled the backyard.
She was so greedy that her mouth was watering.
"Okay, the pancakes are ready, Mom, please have a taste."
The dough was obviously very hot, but Zhu Yingqiu's hands were like iron sand palms and she couldn't feel the temperature.
She blew on it for a while, then tore off a piece of meat patty and stuffed it into the mouth of Zhang Jinlan who was kneading dough.
"Mom, how does it taste?" Zhu Yingqiu continued to ask.
Her eyes were full of anticipation, yet also a little worried.
Although she tasted the meat filling when it was marinating, she didn't know whether the fried meat patties would taste good.
"It's delicious! It's very fragrant and the meat inside is a little spicy, a little sweet and salty. In short, it's delicious and worth selling!"
Zhang Jinlan's words made Zhu Yingqiu feel relieved.
She curled the corners of her mouth.
He also tore off a piece of meat patty and put it in his mouth.
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