Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 208 No People Seen

Gu Chunzhu was pushed away and could only stand silently on the side of the street. She secretly scolded the tortoise dog for looking down, but her eyes looked down the second floor along the street, even the window was tightly closed.

She was reluctant to go back without seeing such a person. She was about to make a noise with the tortoise. It happened that a familiar black-faced girl was about to enter the Tibetan Jiao Pavilion. She also carried a string of medicine bags in her hand.

"You remember me no, can you help Xiaoxi come down to meet me." Gu Chunzhu rushed up in two steps and reached out, grabbing the sleeve of the little black-faced girl.

"You are Ping... An'an's mother, how is An'an?" The little girl's eyes were still clear, and a sullen face with concern for An'an.

"The safety is good, thank you for taking care of her here. I came here today to see Xiaoxi. Could you do me a favor?" Gu Chunzhu said, stuffing a few penny into the palm of the little girl, wanted to call She is convenient.

The little girl returned the copper plate to Gu Chunzhu and hid the medicine pack behind her with a toothy expression: "I'll call for you, don't give me money, just leave An'an to buy sugar."

Speaking of the little girl, she ran into the Zangjiao Pavilion, and Gu Chunzhu could only look forward to the outside.

After a while, Liu Xi Niang still didn't come out. It was still the black-faced little girl who ran out, "She 噔噔". She pulled Gu Chunzhu to the side and whispered. Come back?"

"Success, then you tell her to have a good rest. If there is anything you can ask someone to go to Xiying Building in the county seat to leave a message to me, I often go there to deliver things." I can see people on this trip.

The black-faced girl saw Gu Chunzhu's back and disappeared. Then she sighed and returned to Liu Xiniang's room, her head lowered to reveal the spin on her head, and she said dumbly: "Girls, you're being bullied like this Don't let An Anniang know!"

Liu Xi Niang was lying on the bed, and the exposed side of her fragrant shoulder was scratched by people. There were countless traces on her body, and she had a fever and looked blank.

She opened her mouth slightly and whispered: "You can't tell her to see me like this, she will worry."

"Slaughter-in-law decoction, girl, let's rest." The black-faced girl sighed quietly, and said Liu Xi Niang was one of the few kind people in the Tibetan Jiao Pavilion.

Gu Chunzhu returned to the back door of Xiying Building and saw a **** scene.

Su Wangqin hung a sheep on the shelf, and the sharp knife was stuck between the skin and the meat. The "sloppy" saw this piece of skin peeled off completely.

"Okay, thank you big brother." Chef Zhang clapped his hands. This usually takes half a hour to help the kitchen. Su Wangqin only needs half of the incense to solve it. It can save a lot of effort for their busy back kitchen.

After Zhang Zhang clapped his hands and turned his head, he saw Gu Chunzhu. It was then that he helped the chef to bring out two bowls of noodles, and each laid a poached egg on it.

"Come to eat noodles." He greeted warmly, touching his stomach cheerfully, "Every time you come and want you to come to work, we should welcome you to take the meal, although you eat, don't be polite."

"Then thank Chef Zhang." Gu Chunzhu was also polite and took a bowl with Su Wangqin.

This bowl is not a problem for Xiyinglou. The back kitchen has ready-made ingredients, and Gu Chunzhu also taught a new dish of minced pork and salted eggs.

Guisao went to give them a long bench and asked them to make it. This afternoon, the front was full and the kitchen was very busy. The people in the back had no food to eat. They had to wait for the afternoon.

Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin were eating the noodles, and the cooks at Xiyinglou used noodles to make small noodles. It was just a simple bowl of noodles with greens and eggs, but the delicious broth with chicken bones could not stop.

"Wang brother, our bamboo shoots may not be very easy to sell." Gu Chunzhu paused and whispered after taking a big bite of noodles, and thought about the way out with a serious face.

Su Wangqin nodded. Winter bamboo shoots are not a rare thing. Especially in this county, there are many mountain forests. Although the winter bamboo shoots are not easy to dig, they are also farming slack. Everyone has time to dig to sell.

"Unless they have to use ours!" Su Wangqin's thick brow raised slightly and gave a suggestion.

"I figured out what to do." Gu Chunzhu swallowed the noodles with two more bites, and left the half bowl to Su Wangqin to eat. "Wang brother, please solve it. I'm full and I'll find Chef Zhang." "

Look at the woman's sly eyes, Su Wangqin is not worried about the sale of the winter bamboo shoots, but has no choice but to shake his head to eat the noodles in his bowl and eat Gu Chunzhu's leftovers.

Gu Chunzhu walked into the kitchen and saw Chef Zhang carrying his hands behind to watch other cooks cooking. Occasionally he gave instructions and occasionally tasted the food. After he said it was OK, he could deliver it.

"By the way, chef Zhang made the winter bamboo shoots in our building?" Gu Chunzhu asked first.

"Generally it is braised bamboo shoots and fried bacon with bamboo shoots and stewed bamboo shoots." Chef Zhang pointed to the winter bamboo shoots in the two cooking pots he was cooking, and the bacon was fried.

After he finished talking, he suddenly turned around and stared at Gu Chunzhu with a bright light in his eyes, "Chun Zhu, do you know what winter bamboo shoots do, I want all new dishes here!"

Gu Chunzhu bowed his head and smiled, and asked Chef Zhang to guess.

She also whispered: "I know a lot about the dishes of winter bamboo shoots, such as cold bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots and duck pot, ham fresh bamboo shoot soup, oily bamboo shoots, double bamboo shoots shrimp..."

"Slow down!" Chef Zhang hurriedly shouted. He heard Gu Chunzhu's words and suddenly stopped. It turned out that the bamboo shoots could still do so.

In fact, cooking is not so complicated. Many methods of seasoning are the same. Gu Chunzhu said that he thought of the method, but Gu Chunzhu said too fast, he can't remember it.

Chef Zhang also went to the shopkeeper to ask for pen and paper and called out the buddy to come over to remember. While remembering Chef Zhang, he also asked, "What else to add to this bamboo shoot and duck pot?"

"You can add mushrooms, fungus and wolfberry." Gu Chunzhu doesn't really make this dish, but he remembers doing it in restaurants outside in his previous life.

"Now there are not many fresh mushrooms. Can the dried mushrooms be soaked?" Chef Zhang asked seriously.

"Yes, I just ate it and didn't make it. Chef Zhang can try to add something else. I believe your cooking skills can definitely make a more delicious duck pot." Gu Chunzhu said touted Chef Zhang, Chef Zhang nodded and accepted her praise.

After taking down all the dishes that Gu Chunzhu said, Chef Zhang asked the guy to go and pull Gu Chunzhu aside: "Chun Zhu, as long as one of these dishes you said can be sold well, your bamboo shoots It can be kept all the time. In fact, there are other relatives of the cook's family who sent the bamboo shoots, so...

"I know, I have confidence in Chef Zhang, and I will definitely be able to cook bamboo shoots well." Gu Chunzhu said this and said Chef Zhang was very comfortable.