Chapter 9: Porridge can be sold later, but fried skewers will not be available later!

It was still six o'clock in the morning, and Zhao Xiaojing got up tiredly.

After a busy day yesterday, she thought the fatigue would make her fall asleep, but she tossed and turned in bed until two or three o'clock. The excitement of selling out all the goods on the first day of setting up the stall was still running wildly in her mind.

I don’t know what time I finally fell asleep. In my dream, I was still planning how to string the most strings as efficiently as possible today.

With dark circles under her eyes, Zhao Xiaojing turned on the induction cooker to boil water, and took out the egg yolks left over from yesterday's marinating of meat, as well as the noodles and green onions, and prepared to make herself a bowl of clear soup noodles.

This was the kind of noodles she often made in her previous life, to feed her second alcoholic husband after he had a hangover.

First, prepare the soup base: one tablespoon of oil, two tablespoons of light soy sauce, half a tablespoon of dark soy sauce, salt, a pinch of sugar, black pepper, and chopped green onions.

She should have used lard, or sesame oil, but she didn't have any.

Turn off the heat, and when the bubbling stops, gently add the eggs and simmer for two minutes.

Once the eggs are set, simmer for three minutes.

Then take it out, boil water to cook noodles, pour the noodle soup into the base of the sauce just prepared, stir evenly and then add noodles and eggs.

The finished noodles look light and bland, but they are smooth and fragrant when eaten. The egg yolk is also runny. Take a bite and the smooth egg liquid slowly flows out and spreads in your mouth. Then take a sip of the soup, and the flavors of the egg and the soup base blend together, adding a touch of freshness and sweetness.

The day starts with a satisfying breakfast.

I have to buy some more things today. I didn’t have enough money yesterday, so I tried to save on many things and didn’t even buy much meat.

Meat skewers do sell better than vegetarian ones. Zhao Xiaojing bought a few more pork tenderloins and pork belly today, and added chicken gizzards, chicken legs and coated tofu.

Including the new gadgets, Zhao Xiaojing spent more than 800 yuan in one go, and only had a dozen yuan left.

But this time she was not panicking. Selling out 500 skewers in an hour and a half yesterday gave her enough confidence.

After shopping and returning home, Zhao Xiaojing immediately prepared the ingredients.

Although the stall is only open for more than an hour, the workload is actually very heavy. All the vegetables need to be washed and skewered, and the meat basically needs to be processed in advance. Some need to be marinated, and some need to be cut into pieces so that the flavor can be fried in and fried thoroughly.

If it weren't for the knife skills that the system had given her in advance, which allowed her to cut the vegetables quickly and well, with each piece being evenly sized, Zhao Xiaojing would have been overwhelmed just by cutting the vegetables.

By the time all the ingredients were processed and dressed, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

After finishing the work, Zhao Xiaojing realized that she was so hungry that her eyes were dizzy. She just fried the remaining ingredients from skewering with oil, and added some of the system's secret fried skewer sauce, and a fried skewer version of spicy hotpot was formed.

It’s true that the system’s products were very delicious, and the dipping sauce was so delicious that Zhao Xiaojing ate two bowls of rice in a row.

It was still yesterday's time, and Zhao Xiaojing appeared at yesterday's location on her stall bike, full of energy.

At the same time, Li Donglai found a gap in the densely packed electric vehicle parking area at the school gate, parked his car in a random space, turned around and walked into the road next to the school gate.

"Hey, Feiyu's dad, aren't you going to pick up Feiyu today?" A parent who passed by and knew his son asked curiously.

"Ah...answer it! Why don't you answer it? I'll answer it right away!"

Li Donglai replied quickly, turned around and started jogging.

After arriving at the small path, he looked around and saw the large glass cabinet that was still bright and eye-catching. Li Donglai was delighted. Here it comes, the food is calling! Today he must eat his fill!

I walked to the stall in a few steps and saw two or three parents already waiting with their orders placed.

"Beautiful lady, give me two skewers of each type of fried skewers, except for bananas and rice cakes, and 10 skewers of fried pork tenderloin!"

"You want it spicy, just like yesterday."

"Hey, you added a new variety today? What's this white thing?"

“It’s tofu with batter.”

"Oh, your fried skewers are delicious! What's the dipping sauce? It's spicy and fragrant, really flavorful, and not salty at all."

"Really? I think so too. The dipping sauce here is amazing. I couldn't get enough of it yesterday." The parent who was waiting for the fried skewers quickly joined in the conversation.

"That's right! The tenderloin is fried so crispy and tender, it feels so juicy when you eat it."

"Why don't you try her fried bananas? They're so delicious, even I, a man, love them!"

"Oh, I don't like that sweet stuff. I ate it yesterday. I love bananas, but fried bananas..."

"I don't eat bananas, but I love fried bananas."

The parents started chatting away in a flurry. Zhao Xiaojing smiled secretly but then held it back, lowering her head and concentrating on the fried skewers.

"Boss, your fried skewers are ready!"

After brushing the fried skewers with dipping sauce, Zhao Xiaojing turned around and shouted to Li Zhi, the owner of the porridge stall who was selling porridge.

"Okay, here I come!" Li Zhi put the packaged porridge in front of the customer and quickly rushed to the fried skewers stall.

"Hey, boss! You're not going to take my money? How much is this porridge?"

The customer who received the porridge looked confused. What was going on? Was he going to give up his own business and take care of the business next door?

"Three yuan, three yuan, just scan the code!" Li Zhi turned around and shouted to the customer, then turned back and stared at his fried skewers intently.

"No need for a bag, just a box will do. I'm eating it now!"

"Oh, boss, you don't even sell porridge anymore?" A parent who was surrounding the fried skewers stall and was also a regular customer of the porridge stall asked Li Zhi in surprise.

"The porridge can be sold later, but if you buy the fried skewers later I won't be able to buy them!"

The parents group burst into laughter.

Li Zhi happily carried the food box and walked back to her stall, sat down, picked up the battered potatoes and started eating. The customer who had just bought porridge at the stall beside her had not left yet.

"Is it so delicious?" The customer watched her eat a bunch of potatoes in just a few bites, looking very happy.

"That's definitely this one!" Li Zhi gave the customer a thumbs up and said affirmatively.

"Look at these potatoes, golden and translucent, the batter is coated thinly and evenly, fried until crispy and crispy, and the doneness is just right. If fried a little longer, the potatoes will be soft, but if fried a little less, they will be raw. It's perfect!"

"And her dipping sauce is spicy and savory, but the spiciness doesn't overpower the skewers at all. It really enhances the flavor!"

Li Zhi chatted with the customers while eating.

"You... you have such a good eloquence, but you don't use it to sell your own porridge?" The customer swallowed silently and decided to go next door to buy fried skewers.

"How about you buy another bowl of porridge? Let me tell you, this Tremella porridge was stewed for a full hour before it came out of the pot. The gelatin..."

The customer waved and walked away quickly.

Li Zhi laughed and continued to indulge in the fried pork belly in the box.

What a delicacy! Pork belly is so delicious.

The fried meat is fat and lean, and the aroma of the roasted meat is fully revealed. The fat is not greasy, and the lean is not dry. It tastes very layered when paired with spicy dipping sauce, and has a unique oily aroma that is endless aftertaste.

"Sister, leave me five skewers of pork belly and five skewers of potatoes wrapped in flour. I'll fry them after school!" Li Zhi shouted at the top of her voice.