Nongmen Hot Girl: Matchmaker Pretty

Chapter 21 The Taste of Potatoes

Being a matchmaker is not something that can be done in a short time. First of all, she has to find out about the men and women in the ten miles and eight towns, and she has to prepare a suit for herself.

Since you have a bad reputation, you have to pretend it first.If you want to pretend, you have to ask for silver, and if you want silver, you have to earn money first.

So, in the end, I returned to the starting point and made money by cooking.

After buying all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, Shen Yao began to direct Chen's cooking.

Speaking of it, potatoes are a vegetable that is loved by most people. From potato shreds and mashed potatoes to potato chips and potato chips, there are various methods, and the ingredients are very few and simple.

However, limited by the current conditions, there are not many things that can come out.

After much deliberation, Shen Yao finally chose only the simplest fried potato cakes and potato balls.

Both are easy, steamed and mashed potatoes, shaped into patties and balls, and fried in oil.

Although Chen's cooking skills are not perfect, they are much better than that idiot Shen Yao.

With Shen Yao's excellent verbal skills, Chen quickly made potato balls and potato cakes.

It's really gratifying to look at the rolling white balls and fat white pancakes.When eating, dip some oil, salt or sugar, but it would be better if there is tomato sauce.

Tomato sauce is also easy to make, but it's a pity that the current climate is not suitable for growing tomatoes, and we have to wait until next year to eat tomatoes.

Mrs. Chen took a small potato cake and tasted it, and couldn't hide her astonishment. When she looked at Shen Yao again, she was even more curious and admired.

This little ugly girl can actually make the muddy eggs that everyone is tired of eating into such delicious things.

"How? Do you admire me so much? Can't wait to grab my hand and cry bitterly to learn art from a teacher?"

Shen Yao raised her brows high, holding potato cakes in one hand and potato balls in the other, eating them like a joy.

There are a lot of potatoes and eggs at home, so there is no need to worry about being eaten up by her and not being sold.

Mrs. Chen pursed her lips amusedly: "I think it's good to eat it, the people in the town must think it's delicious!"

While talking, he adjusted the remaining mashed potatoes and fried them into small cakes and small balls.

Shen Yao didn't give up after eating more than a dozen small balls and pancakes. If Mrs. Chen hadn't snatched the small basket away, she might really have to eat up all the potatoes in the house before giving up.

"mean!"

After patting her greasy chubby hands, Shen Yao was about to go out to wash her hands, but she was stopped by Mrs. Chen: "Don't wash it! This oil is very valuable, if you wash it, it will be a waste."

Shen Yaoju was speechless for a moment with those two dark, shiny paws, what should I do if I don't wash them?You can't keep it in your hand all the time, can you?
Chen casually pointed to the mashed potatoes in the basin that had not yet had time to be made into balls: "Wash it here before washing."

Dip on mashed potatoes?
Suddenly, Shen Yao's stomach turned over, and she almost spit out the potatoes she just ate.

"How can you do this? We are in the catering business, so we must pay attention to hygiene first! Like you, you don't pay attention to hygiene, and the food you make is not clean. What if the customer eats it badly?"

Mrs. Chen muttered: "How can country people be so particular about it!"

Shen Yao's ears were sharp, and she heard it even if she said it softly, and she was even more annoyed immediately: "Country people, country people, can country people eat without washing their hands? Can they eat while shitting? You belittle yourself like this. wrong!"

Chen Shi pursed her lips, while frying potatoes deftly, while listening to Shen Yao's lesson with her left ear in and her right ear out.

A pot full of mashed potatoes was fried, yet Shen Yao was still talking.

Withdrew the firewood from the stove and extinguished it with water, Mrs. Chen hurriedly rubbed her ears and interrupted her: "I said ugly girl, you have been talking for half an hour, are you not tired? Do you want me to bring you a cup?" Water to soothe your throat?"

Not to mention, Shen Yao is really tired.

Clearing his throat, he frowned and asked, "I've said so much, do you remember it?"

Mrs. Chen was speechless, so she spread her hands and nodded obediently: "Remember, remember. Wash your hands before eating and cooking, and wash pots and pans. Don't ask for leftovers, especially overnight dishes. Be sure to throw it away, or you will get that kind of trouble..."

"It's not a disease, it's cancer!"

Shen Yao raised her eyebrows and corrected it again.

Seeing Shen Yao's slick mouth, Chen smacked her tongue secretly. It's a pity that this girl doesn't want to be a matchmaker. Look at this little mouth, Barabara, the most famous matchmaker in the town is not as sharp as her!

"What about the oil in this pan?"

Pointing to the hot oil left over from frying potatoes, Chen looked regretful: "Do you really have to throw away so much oil?"

Shen Yao hugged the empty oil tank: "Nonsense! How can you throw away this expensive oil? Put it away and use it tomorrow!"

Chen's face was speechless, who said just now that the overnight food can't be eaten and must be thrown away?And who keeps saying that we must pay attention to hygiene?

It's getting late to make potato cakes and potato balls, and it's impossible to go to the town to sell them, so I can only go to the town early tomorrow.

Fortunately, it is already early autumn and the weather is not too hot. These things will not be broken overnight, and they can be fried again in hot oil before leaving tomorrow morning.

The money-making things are ready, but today's dinner has not yet been settled.

Due to Shen Yao's strong request, Chen shi cleaned up the inside and outside of the kitchen before it was completely dark.

Taking advantage of her time to clean up the kitchen, Shen Yao went to the open space behind the house and walked around.

The Chen family's house is located on the edge of the village. When they were separated from the Meng family, they could only be allocated such a small place because they were not favored. Even the land allocated was the most barren piece of land.

Behind the house is a small forest with several poles of bamboo growing.

It's a pity that the weather is not suitable now. If it is spring or winter, maybe we can still dig bamboo shoots!

Going further back, there are more than a dozen low-slung fruit trees. It is early autumn, and there are large and small fruits on the trees, but I can't tell what kind they are. All of them are bright red, very gratifying.

Gollum.

Shen Yao swallowed, and immediately ran over to pick a fruit and tasted it.

"Ah bah! Why is it so unpalatable!"

Throwing the fruit on the ground in disgust, Shen Yao's chubby little face was almost wrinkled into a bun.

Don't look at the red fruit, but it tastes astringent and sour, not delicious at all.

However, even though it was only a small bite, she can basically conclude that the fruit is a small apple, but the land here is barren, and the variety of this small apple is not very good, so it is so difficult to eat.

No wonder there are so many fruits but no one picks them. It is not uncommon for everyone to know that this food is not delicious!

Shen Yao pursed her lips and shook her head, she finally found something edible, but it turned out to be something that she didn't like, what a disappointment.

and many more!

Appetizing or not?
Shen Yao rolled her eyes, staring fixedly at the red round fruit, a thought came to her mind.

　Sister Yao touched her slapped face that had become beautiful, blinked her big watery eyes, and held up the fried golden and crispy potato balls: Dear ladies and sisters, please take me home, I have delicious food I send you~
　　Girls move their little hands to collect one, kneel down and thank everyone, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)