The champion is my son

Chapter 32 Delicious
Li Qing gave Yunji a whole fried dough stick, and Yunji couldn't wait to take a bite, his mouth full of oily aroma.

"Mother, it's delicious..." Yun Ji ate the deep-fried dough sticks in small bites with a satisfied expression on his face.Li Qing tasted the other two bowls, and finally confirmed that the ratio of flour, yeast, and alkali in the second bowl was normal, and the dough could be kneaded according to this ratio in the future.

As soon as Jiang entered the door, she smelled a scent of oil. This scent was not pure oil, as if it was mixed with flour.A trace of unease flashed in Jiang's heart. In the morning, his daughter-in-law asked how much oil was left in the house... Could it be possible?Jiang shi was puzzled, so she couldn't help but quicken her pace.She put the basket in the yard and went straight to the kitchen.I saw long golden strips neatly placed in the three bowls, and the smaller one was still eating.

Li Qing was scooping the unfinished oil in the pan into the jar.In this era when oil is already very expensive, no oil should be wasted at all.With the last bit of oil in the pot, Li Qing poured in the dishes that had been prepared on the side.

"Ah Qing, is this the kind of food you mentioned?" Jiang pointed to the fried dough sticks in surprise.

She went to look at the oil pot and found that there was only half of the oil left in it.This thing smells old and old, but it's made of oil. It's too wasteful. Can this thing make money?It's no wonder if you die.It took a catty or two of oil to fry such a small amount of food.You must know that one or two catties of oil can fry vegetables for a month and a half.

Thinking of this, Jiang's heart ached, and she was about to put the blame on Li Qing on her lips.Seeing that the situation was not right, Li Qing was afraid that Jiang Shi would get angry, so he hurriedly took a deep-fried dough stick and fed it to Jiang Shi's mouth.The aroma of oil and dough rushed into Jiang's nose.

"Mother, try it." Li Qing said with a smile.Jiang shi instinctively secreted saliva, she swallowed, and she couldn't blame Li Qing anymore, so she took a bite out of the deep-fried dough stick.

With this bite, the lips and teeth are fragrant.

Really fragrant!

It turned out that besides pancakes and steamed buns, there were such delicacies. After eating one, Jiang picked up another.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Qing added some firewood, and then lifted the lid of another pot, which contained porridge with mung beans.Jiang held the deep-fried sticks in one hand, and picked up the spatula in the other to turn over the vegetables in the pot.She didn't realize until she finished eating one, should she reprimand Li Qing...

Well, she was tricked by her own daughter-in-law, and Jiang's mouth immediately turned up.

"Mother, I'll send these to Aunt Wang."

Li Qing packed seven or eight deep-fried dough sticks in a small frame made of bamboo, each of which was as thick as the arm of a baby lotus root, and together there were as many as a small frame.For such a thing, the Jiang family will not refuse, and the Wang family will not lose a share of the Jiang family's delicious food. What the neighbors have done for many years seems to have become relatives.

After Yunji finished eating the fried dough sticks in his hand, he went to wash his hands.Without the permission of his mother and grandma, he would not eat it himself.He looked at the long strips on the stove and thought it was the best thing he had ever eaten.

When Li Qing came back, Mrs. Jiang had already fried the vegetables.

The whole family came to the table.

"What's the name of this thing? Your mother and I are so old, I have never seen it before."

"This is called fried ghost. It can also be called deep-fried dough sticks, deep-fried fruit. When it is fried in oil, it will expand rapidly. Is it vivid and vivid? I came up with it on a whim." Li Qing smiled and took one for Jiang, He picked up another one for Yunji, and finally picked it up to eat by himself.

It would be great if there was soy milk, but unfortunately I can’t make it myself.

"Can this stuff make money? It consumes so much oil." Oil is absolutely necessary, but the flour is not waste. After fermentation, the flour can rise to several times its original size, and it can be cut and fried a lot.

"It's said that you can't bear a child and you can't be a wolf. Although this thing consumes a bit of fuel, it may not be popular with others." Li Qing said.Jiang also thinks it makes sense, the family can still afford vegetable oil for the time being.

"I have calculated that according to three catties of noodles, it consumes one and a half catties of oil, plus the loss, the total cost is 470 Wen. Conservatively, we can fry about 140. We sell five copper plates for each. Then I will chop the vermicelli into fine pieces. A little, there is a profit, or we can sell some oil as pot stickers."

What Li Qing meant was that she only knew a little bit of skill, so let's see first, if she can make money, she will go on working first, and if she can't make money, she will find another way.She has a way to make money, but where does the principal come from?Let's start with food first. The people depend on food and eat the most.I haven't done too much research on modern food, and I can still make some ordinary ones.

Everyone starts from the basics, and it's good that God didn't let her eat the chaff directly. If she went to the pre-Qin period by herself, it would be the era when there were only crock pots.

"Mom, let's fry it at home first, then sell it in the grass market, try our luck first, if someone buys it, let's make this, anyway, we only go to the market, and weaving and embroidery on weekdays will not affect it. "

Mrs. Jiang nodded, and she offered ten taels of silver to Li Qing Huo Huo. If it was successful, the family would have more income in the future. If it was not successful, at worst, she would embroider a few more tributes and come out.Jiang thought so.

When Yun Ji heard that the delicious food in his hand was for making money, he said he would not eat any more after cleaning up the food in his hand.Li Qing knew that Yunji was sensible, so he said, "Xiaobai, we don't sell this one for money today, and there are three days before the market. If you don't eat it, it will go bad, and then you have to throw it away..." Li Qing touched it Touching Yunji's head, in the past three months, Yunji has grown a lot taller.

Yun Ji's eyes lit up: "Xiaobai eat."

Jiang shi would not ask who made this thing. In her consciousness, fried ghosts have never appeared before, so Li Qing must have come up with it.Only the first will have the peak, and the latecomers are all imitations, and there will never be as much profit as the first.

After she ate fried ghost, she also saw its potential.It is not unreasonable for Jiang to support the entire Jiang family by herself. Her vision is definitely much wider than that of ordinary village women.

Not to mention Li Qing.

Three days later, the two adults of Jiang's family headed for Caoshi with their backs on their backs, while Yunji Hai'er separated from them on the small road and went to the village school.

Jiang Shi and Li Qing found a conspicuous place and set up their small stall.The fritters were fried early this morning, and they are still crispy.

This thing has never been seen, let alone eaten.Without fried fritters on site, the aroma will not be so strong.Many people smelled the aroma, looked at the pots on the stall, and withdrew their desire to find out because they were too unfamiliar.

Li Qing was not in a hurry, as long as one person came to the door, the sales of the fritters would be no worries.

(End of this chapter)