Chapter 67: Luxurious Eating

Early in the morning, there were at least twenty people gathered outside the village chief's courtyard.

Sister Chunxing and Sister Ying also came early in the morning.

Shen Qingyue smelled the aroma of braised large intestines in front of the stove and felt quite comfortable.

Sister Chun Xing said, "Yueyue, everyone in the village is trying to buy braised large intestines from you." After saying this, she laughed.

Shen Qingyue hurried out, and this time something serious happened, as everyone was waiting at the door.

Fortunately, this is the village chief's house, and everyone dares not act rashly because of the village chief's prestige, otherwise they would have to knock on the door.

It’s nothing like now, where everyone wanders around like ghosts and doesn’t dare to speak loudly.

Seeing Shen Qingyue was about to come out, everyone's eyes lit up.

"I'm making braised pork intestines again."

"Give me one dollar."

“I didn’t buy it last time.”

Shen Qingyue said: "Okay, but it's not ready yet. You guys go back first and come back at six o'clock."

"oh."

"If it smells so good even when it's not done well, then there's no way it won't smell good when it's done well."

"You must leave some for us. I'll go home and get some rice to go with the braised large intestine."

These people gave instructions again and again, but he was still not at ease and kept looking back every few steps.

Seeing that everyone had left, Sister Chun Xing asked Shen Qingyue curiously, "Hasn't the pig intestines been braised for four pots?"

Shen Qingyue said, "It's only four o'clock now, and you're making a lot of noise selling goods outside, disturbing Aunt Dahua and the village chief's sleep!"

Sister-in-law Ying said, "You are really thoughtful."

After five o'clock, Aunt Dahua got up to help.

Shen Qingyue was a little embarrassed: "Did I wake you up?"

Aunt Dahua said refreshedly, "No, I slept very well last night." After that, she took over and started to work. She was angry because she was not allowed to do it.

Aunt Dahua said, "I like my life now. I can't stand being idle. It's good to be busy. The day goes by so quickly."

Shen Qingyue made laoshui rice for breakfast, served with salted duck eggs, and cut a plate of braised pork intestines.

During such a busy morning, Shen Qingyue also baked some pancakes.

Shen Qingyue picked the freshest and tenderest shallots from the backyard and fried the sauce herself.

The village chief, Aunt Dahua, Shen Qingyue, Shen Mei, plus Sister Chunxing and Sister Ying. Six people gathered around the table to eat!

The refreshing rice, paired with the oily and crunchy salted duck eggs, is delicious.

Wrap the braised pork intestines in a small pancake, add some cooked sauce and a handful of green onions, and it’s super satisfying in one bite.

The village chief is so picky that he loves her so much.

He ate a thick stack of pancakes in two or three bites. Of all the people at the table, he was the fastest eater.

The village chief never ate breakfast before, but now he looks forward to this morning meal.

What I eat in the morning is better than what others eat at dinner.

It’s true, if you eat a good breakfast, you will be in a good mood all day.

In the past, Sister Chunxing and Sister Ying were embarrassed to eat at the same table with the village chief, but with Aunt Dahua's warm greeting, they gradually relaxed.

There is no such thing as not talking while eating or sleeping when eating at the village chief's house.

After taking a few bites, a few people started talking.

Sister Chun Xing smiled and said, "For this kind of business, as long as you provide a meal, I'm willing to come even if you don't pay me."

Sister-in-law Ying said, "Yes, it's really good to eat every day."

Aunt Dahua added, "You guys were busy this morning, so I told Yueyue to just have a bite, but she didn't listen!"

Shen Qingyue said, "Breakfast is the most important thing, you must eat well. Besides, making these is really not difficult. I fry them before cooking the sauce, and after rolling out the pancakes, they only take one minute to make one. They're cooked as soon as they start to steam."

The pig intestines are even sold at home.

The salted duck eggs were sent by the village chief of Zhoujia Village, and a simple breakfast was prepared.

The more Auntie Dahua looked at Shen Qingyue, the more she liked her: "Everything is effortless in your hands."

Aunt Dahua sometimes wondered why the same thing tasted so different when made by different people. Everything Shen Qingyue cooked tasted delicious.

Although the small dining table is cozy in the morning, it is also the busiest time.

It was around six o'clock when we finished eating, and there were fellow villagers waiting outside to buy pig intestines.

Uncle Zhuangzi and Uncle Li's ox carts also arrived, and loading the carts was a busy job.

Shen Qingyue was too busy to handle it, so she had to entrust it to Aunt Dahua and said, "Aunt, you can sell these pig intestines. They are all villagers, so it doesn't matter if you give more. I'll leave first."

The cooked pig intestines will shrink, and only about 300 kilograms will be left out of 500 kilograms.

About twenty pounds of fish and a pot of marinade were fished out and given to Aunt Dahua.

Aunt Dahua said, "Okay, you guys go about your business."

They went to the county by ox cart.

The ox cart could pull 400 kilograms of things, which was fine in the past.

Now that there are so many things, the ox cart is starting to become difficult to pull.

Shen Qingyue figured that she still had to buy a cart that could carry goods, as the ox cart would have to make several trips now.

But I can only keep this in mind. Buying a car is no joke.

Not many people in the entire county own cars. The price of a car is shocking, but it can only be imagined in the mind.

There was a long queue outside the village chief's house, which seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Aunt Dahua couldn't help but say: "Hey, everyone is here to buy pig intestines!"

"Listen to the rumbling sound of my stomach. I'm so hungry."

Aunt Dahua quickly asked someone to cut it, saying, "If someone outside buys one dollar, I'll give them ten. We're all from the same village, so I'll give them three more."

Aunt Dahua didn't forget to say good things to Shen Qingyue: "Fat intestines are expensive to begin with. They also have a lot of seasonings, and this is the price only people in the village can afford!"

"I know." This time everyone said nothing, and it was hard to catch up with the second time.

Besides, these days, everyone is making money by selling side dishes and is not as stingy as before.

Auntie Dahua has been helping sell the soup. Originally, there was a big pot of soup, but now everyone wants more broth, so there's not enough left at the end!

Aunt Dahua said, "Two spoons at most."

The villagers were very disappointed, because the soup could be used to cook dishes, and the dishes would become fresh and delicious.

Those who bought it should hurry home and wait to eat this breakfast!

But the queue didn't get shorter at all, instead there were more people.

Aunt Dahua looked for a while and found a few unfamiliar faces.

"Who are you?"

Aunt Dahua's words attracted the attention of others.

"I'm delivering vegetables from Zhoujia Village next door." I smelled the fragrance as soon as I entered the village. Seeing so many people queuing up, I knew it must be good stuff, so I prepared the money.

Aunt Dahua said, "One dollar for thirteen dollars."

The person delivering the food had already been tempted by the aroma. When he saw the thirteen yuan price tag, his mouth was watering: "Buy the two yuan one!"

Aunt Dahua served it to him.

Soon Zhou Jinbao and several house builders came to line up to buy.

But they arrived too late and the last bit was sold out, leaving only a few people able to buy it.

Everyone can share some at lunch.

Each person was given about two slices and devoured them with rice. Several people looked up at the same time and exclaimed, "This is so delicious!"

“No wonder everyone’s lining up.”

"Yes, I just saw the village chief's son lining up to buy two yuan worth of it."

"Brother Jinbao, let's buy it too!"

Zhou Jinbao still hadn't eaten enough, so Shen Qingyue gave them all the money for building the house. Each person could get 70 or 80 yuan.

After eating the pig intestines, these people had no other thoughts but to have more pig intestines tomorrow to have a good meal.

In the village, you can buy pig intestines for one dollar, and the whole family will eat them.

Basically, the head of the family can only eat about two more pieces than others, and the others just have a bite to satisfy their taste buds. These two more bites are enough to make the people in the village reminisce.

"I've never eaten such delicious pig intestines in my life."

"Yes, it's really delicious and satisfying after one bite."

Others complained: "I told her to eat it straight up, but my wife insisted on stewing it with cabbage, which made it taste bland."

"Don't do that next time. It's a waste of food. Such delicious pig intestines, using them to stew vegetables is like boiling away all the flavor with plain water. It's unacceptable."

The man who stewed the cabbage regretted his decision.

The village chief passed by and everyone greeted him and inevitably mentioned the pig intestines.

The village chief said modestly, "This pig intestine is really delicious. We used it to wrap up some pancakes this morning. It smells delicious."

The surrounding villagers were stunned. They couldn't even eat the plain food. The village chief actually used it to eat the rolls. What kind of extravagant way of eating was this?

The village chief showed off in a low-key manner and left, but the shock he brought to the village did not stop.

Everyone was so envious. How rich must one be to be able to have a pig intestine wrap? I heard that there are green onions in the wrap, which makes it even more flavorful!

For a time, the highest desire of the villagers for pig intestines was pig intestine wraps.

Shen Qingyue didn't know it yet, but the small spring rolls she made to save trouble had become a magical way to eat pig intestines in the eyes of the villagers.