In her previous life, Wen Zhenyi was ostensibly a top chef, but secretly a bounty hunter. Unexpectedly, a car accident transported her into the body of a foolish girl in a fictional dynasty.
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Chapter 149 The Profundity of Chinese Cuisine
Wen Zhenyi was thinking in his mind that one hundred taels would be enough to build a pigpen and buy some pigs, but if his family still wanted to build a big brick and tile house, they would have to wait a little longer.
Chen Hanxing also reminded her: "Even if it is recommended by Master Cheng, you still have to prepare some snacks in advance. They will ask you to bring them a few days in advance. Only when everyone approves will they choose you to do it."
“Is there still such a rule?”
"Well, this is also to ensure the smooth running of the flower viewing party. Otherwise, if the snacks are not good, it will also damage the reputation. You know, the annual flower viewing party can make a lot of money."
"Will this flower viewing party be held all day?"
"One day is not enough. It basically takes from the time the flowers bloom to the time they fall. So your snacks can't be made all at once. It may take two or three days."
Wen Zhenyi thought that it only took two or three days for a lotus flower to grow from a bud to a bloom, so she needed to make snacks for three days.
The snacks for these three days may need to be different, otherwise if they are always the same, the novelty will wear off.
"If I pass, I'll have to prepare a lot of snacks."
"They won by choosing you this time, but they would lose if they didn't choose you."
Wen Zhenyi raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Brother Shen, are you so confident in me?"
"It's not that I have confidence in you, but everyone in this town knows that you're really good at cooking."
"Then I'll borrow your good words and hope that I can pass smoothly."
"But have you decided what to do?"
"I've thought of a few things, and I want to wait until the oven is ready to see if I can add some other things. After all, the snacks made by steaming and frying are still too limited."
Chen Hanxing smiled and shook his head: "Others who know one or two things like you can set up a stall to support their families, and you still think it's too little."
Wen Zhenyi shrugged: "Chinese cuisine is vast and profound, there is no way we can finish eating it all."
"I'm going to do something. Call me if you need me."
Wen Zhen nodded slightly, stretched, and prepared to deal with the food that was delivered.
Ma Yinghe brought in the boy selling coconuts: "Yiyi, this guy said he's looking for you."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the clams in his bucket and said, "Please help me pour the clams into the basin."
The young man poured the clams from the bucket into the basin, and then saw her adding salt and oil. "What are you doing?"
"So it can spit out the mud and sand faster." He looked at the young man and said, "I'll have the thing made by the blacksmith shop. I'll pay for it first, and you can use the coconuts to offset the cost. Once the deduction is completed, the thing will be yours."
The young man looked at Wen Zhenyi, who was shorter than her and said, "Aren't you afraid that I might take the things and pick the coconuts and sell them to others?"
"If you wanted to sell it, you would have sold it a long time ago and wouldn't have waited until now."
The young man smiled, revealing his white teeth: "Do you trust me so much?"
"It's not that I believe you, but at least you should have some basic integrity. Besides, it's not like no one has come to you to buy coconuts before, but you didn't sell them and sent them to my store, didn't you?"
The young man looked at Wen Zhenyi. It turned out to be such a happy thing to be trusted by others: "Okay, I will definitely keep my promise."
"Give me your address, and I'll send it to you after it's done. I'll also teach you how to use it."
"My home is just outside the town, in Hougang Village. My name is Haiwa. You can find my home by asking around in the village."
"Okay, see you then."
Haiwa took the money from selling clams and prepared to leave. Before he left, Wen Zhenyi gave him a popsicle and packed a zucchini pancake for him.
There are fewer and fewer customers eating breakfast, but many customers still want to buy a zucchini omelet to take home for their children at noon.
Ma Yinghe and the others carefully packed it with brown paper, and placed the ketchup in the middle.
When Wen Zhen saw that there were not many customers left, he called four aunts to help prepare the ingredients.
Aunt Dou looked at the beef she bought and felt a headache: "Yi Yi, why did you buy so much beef?"
"This is the braised beef I prepared. Starting tomorrow, we will have three flavors of food for breakfast: braised beef with rice, hand-pulled pancakes, and soy milk and fried dough sticks."
"With so many people, I wonder if I can handle it all?" Aunt Yin said a little worriedly.
"No, it's actually not as complicated as you think. It's much simpler. First, we prepare the braised beef in advance. That way, we only need to make the rice tomorrow."
"What is rice cake?"
“It’s actually similar to rice noodle rolls, but it’s a little thicker.”
"Okay, tell me what we should do first."
Wen Zhenyi looked at Zhu Tao and said, "Xiao Taozi, do you remember how I made the braised beef last time?"
Zhu Tao recalled: "I roughly remember it, but I can't quite remember some of the ingredients."
"Then you must remember this time, because this will be your job for the next half month."
Zhu Tao nodded vigorously: "I remember."
Wen Zhenyi also looked at the aunts: "Aunts, please remember this and make a portion for your family when you go home occasionally."
"good."
Zhu Tao and her four aunts began to clean the beef and then cut it into pieces. As before, they also left some for beef sauce so that more people could eat it.
Wen Zhenyi took Wen Yongman and Wen Yongnan to take out the rice. After screening, they soaked the rice in water.
Wen Yong looked at the rice in the basin curiously: "Sister, what are you going to do?"
"This is for making rice milk. We need dried rice tomorrow."
"So what are we going to do with our afternoon herbal tea?"
"We have popsicles in the afternoon, but we're out of coconuts for now. But I don't plan to sell herbal tea only in the afternoon."
Wen Yongman looked at her strangely: "Then what else do you want to sell?"
"Seafood in gravy."
"The ingredients today are very fresh, so don't waste them." He then handed the two of them a pair of small scissors and began to clean the shrimp thread.
Several other children also came to help clean the shrimp and add seasonings.
Wen Zhenyi looked at these children. Although they didn't do much, they tried their best to help her with the work every day. She was afraid that she would dislike them for eating too much and send them back.
Everyone had a simple lunch at noon. We made a generous portion of egg fried rice and a bowl of clam and winter melon soup, which made for a complete meal.
They didn't close the store today. After lunch, customers came to their store one after another.
The herbal tea Wen Zhenyi made today was black plum soup. She soaked black plums, tangerine peel, hay and hawthorn in water early in the morning. While eating, she poured them into the pot and slowly boiled four cups of tea over low heat.
After four cups of tea, she added rock sugar. After the rock sugar melted, she added rose petals and a little salt, covered the pot and simmered it for quarter of an hour.