90s Little Struggle

Chapter 47

Before three o'clock in the morning on August 8, Zhao Laosi and Wu Julan got up quietly.

They first kneaded the noodles and rolled out the dumpling wrappers, and then hurried to the butcher's wife's house to buy meat.

Now that the weather is still hot, they are afraid that the meat will not be fresh enough, so they have agreed with the butcher's wife to borrow their refrigerator to keep it fresh.

Now I came back with more than ten catties of meat that I had left on purpose and started chopping stuffing.

Wu Julan took out the pig's head that was still warm in the cauldron, and picked up the bones in the pig's head.

At this time, the three sisters who were still sleeping upstairs were also woken up by the sound of chopping stuffing.

Xiao Fang immediately got up and put on her clothes, ready to go down to help.

Yanyan turned over and continued to sleep.

Xiao Hong yawned, picked up the small alarm clock on the desk next to her, saw that it was only five o'clock, and continued to sleep.

It's a pity that her sleep is not as good as Yanyan's, and she can't fall asleep when she hears the sound of stuffing being chopped.

She thought to herself: "I miscalculated, I should chop it up and put it in the refrigerator at Sister Pan's house, or go buy a meat grinder and come back."

Otherwise, the sound of chopping meat will sound every morning, and I will not be able to sleep late in the future.

She could only get up and go downstairs to wash up. Seeing Xiao Fang rolling out the leather again, she went to the briquette stove, first used tongs to remove the sealing ring of the briquette stove, and then lifted the lid to see the stewed chicken inside.

Braised chicken and braised pork have different seasonings.

Now she doesn't know if there is a chicken farm. The chickens raised at home are not fresh enough to make fried chicken or something.

She just prepared the simplest and most convenient stewed chicken.

After chopping the seasoning, wrap it with gauze, stuff the onion and garlic into the belly of the chicken, and continue to add various seasonings, and then it can be directly cooked in a steel pot.

After the briquettes stove was sealed off, the firepower was low, and it was put on to stew at ten o'clock last night. After a night of slow cooking... She tore a chicken wing and tasted it, and it tasted good.

She thinks it can be cooked later in the evening so that the chicken will be more chewy.

This steel pot is the largest one, and now there is more than half of the pot of marinade and four marinated chickens in it. She can't handle it by herself, so it was Zhao Laosi who came over to bring it down.

Open the lid, the aroma is tangy.

Zhao Laosi couldn't help boasting: "It's so fragrant, can these marinades continue to be used at night?"

"Yes." Xiao Hong put all the stewed chicken in a clean basin, and looked at the wall clock on the wall: "It's almost six o'clock, shall we hang up the firecrackers first?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Laosi also became nervous, so panicked that he even lost his things: "Lan Lan, do you know where I put the firecrackers?"

"I don't know!" Wu Julan was more nervous than him.

The family borrowed money to buy a house, and now it is about to open again. If the business is not good, the borrowed money will not be repaid.

She was very uneasy, she squinted in a daze for a while last night, and didn't have a good rest at all.

Seeing her stepfather turning around anxiously, Xiao Hong twitched the corners of her mouth, and picked up two large strings of firecrackers from the stool dumbfounded: "It's right here?"

After the sound of crackling firecrackers, people from the neighbors came over for breakfast first.

From the time they moved, shopkeepers came to inquire about what they did.

When they found out that they were running a restaurant, everyone was very happy, and felt that there was one less person to grab business.

Furthermore, those who can open a store at this time are those who will not be short of money in their pockets.

As long as the taste is good, the price is not too expensive.

Whether it's dumplings, wontons, or lo-mei, even if you know how to make it yourself, it takes time and effort. Now that they have opened a shop, the shop owners are of course very happy.

"Boss Zhao, the business is booming!" Boss Huang, who sells hardware next to him, came in, smiling and saying auspicious words.

This was a good start, Zhao Lao Si thanked him excitedly, wishing to waive the bill: "Thank you for your support, please come inside."

Boss Huang looked at the menu written on the red paper on the wall, and said generously, "Give us two bowls of dumplings and half a catty of pork head meat."

"Okay! Sit down first." Wu Julan asked Xiao Fang to bring them tea eggs, and she quickly ordered dumplings.

Xiao Fang gave them four tea eggs: "Uncle, Auntie, thank you for your support, please have a taste."

No one would dislike the free tea eggs.

Aunt Huang also smiled: "Then we will not be polite."

Xiao Hong just cut half a catty of pork head meat and brought it up, and said with a smile: "Uncle, aunt, eat slowly."

She also admired them very much. She wanted to eat pork head meat early in the morning. Looking at the couple's chubby bodies, she wanted to persuade them to eat less fat.

Nowadays, most people are thin, and it is rare to see such a fat person, and they rarely have the awareness of health preservation, and they don't know the dangers of high blood pressure and high blood fat.

The big guys feel blessed to be fatter.

After that, people came one after another. Xiao Fang mainly served dumplings and cleared the table.

Yanyan also washed the dishes diligently, and lighted the fire by the way.

Xiao Hong mainly collects money, and then delivers tea eggs to guests who come with leaflets.

Zhao Laosi mainly sells braised pork and braised chicken.

Wu Julan is the main force in making dumplings and wontons.

From opening at six o'clock to 08:30, there were no customers in the small shop.

Wu Julan was the first to see the lo mei sold in front of the house. Seeing that the pots were all empty, she couldn't hide her surprise: "It's really all sold out?"

You know, in the past when I came to the town to sell, I only cleaned up a pig's head and added some pig's trotters.

But today they thought they would have a shop, but they prepared two pig heads, ten pig feet, and four braised chickens, but now the pots are all empty.

They were worried about the newly opened store, not many customers, and the business is not good?
"Yes, they are all sold out!" Zhao Laosi also narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Because there is no one, let's count the income this morning."

After speaking, he opened the drawer, and it was full of money of different sizes and denominations.

A family of five surrounded the money drawer and began to count the money.

"I have 20 yuan here." Yanyan counted the whole number cleverly.

Xiao Fang put the neatly stacked money on the table: "I have 25 yuan here."

Xiao Hong took advantage of the situation and put the three people's money together: "I have 30 yuan here."

Wu Julan had never seen so much money all at once, her hands trembling while sorting out the money, she gave the money to Xiao Fang, and said nervously, "I can't remember, you can count it again, it's more than [-] yuan?"

Zhao Laosi also handed over the money in his hand to Xiao Hong: "I have 26 yuan and [-] cents here."

Adding up the one cent, two cent and five cents in the drawer, the total is one hundred and thirty-two yuan and three quarters and four cents.

Xiao Hong took out the accounting book and began to calculate: "The cost of the meat is 14 yuan and 43 cents, the pig's head and pig's feet cost 17 yuan and 75 cents, and the four chickens cost [-] yuan and [-] cents, and the total is [-] yuan and [-] cents."

"Excluding the ten dollars in change, that is to say, we made forty-six dollars and four cents this morning."

When Wu Julan heard that she could earn so much, she almost fainted with joy, holding her apron nervously with her hands, fearing that Xiao Hong would make a mistake in the calculation, so she said too much: "Is there really so much? You can count it twice?"

(End of this chapter)