Song Wenlin reacted and said excitedly, "So, you bought him cigarettes, which is called giving him what he likes. Then you asked him to help buy some beef with more butter, giving him an extra ten cents per pound, and said you would buy more in the future, just to let him know that this is a long-term deal!"

"Besides, many people secretly take meat from the factory and sell it to their relatives. The money still has to be handed over to the factory, so it's not against the rules. But he can keep an extra ten cents per pound. How can he refuse such temptation? Sister, you are really amazing!"

Even Zhou Tingyue didn't expect that the little girl would be so meticulous in observing people.

The three of them had just come here together. After looking around, he felt that this person would be the easiest to conquer.

But he has been in the army for so many years, and reconnaissance is a compulsory course for him.

But their little girl, at such a young age, didn’t expect to have this kind of experience!

This made Zhou Tingyue admire her even more!

They waited at the factory gate for about ten minutes, and then they saw the man coming out of the factory on a bicycle, but he had a large bamboo basket on the back seat.

When he got there, he stopped the car and said to Song Wenlin with a smile, "Look, little brother, these are all the ones left in the factory. The rest have to be taken to various supply and marketing cooperatives and restaurants. Is that okay?"

Song Wenlin looked at Song Shiwei and said, "Sister, look?"

Song Shiwei stretched his head and took a look into the basket behind his car.

Inside was a whole piece of beef, weighing almost twenty pounds, and just like what she had told Song Wenlin, there was more fat and less meat!

She was very satisfied.

Song Wenlin added 10 cents per pound to the price he had agreed upon before.

The man was also very happy: "Little brother, my name is Zhao Si. Next time if you need any more meat, just tell me directly, or come to my house. I live in Xiliu Hutong, South Street. If you ask Zhao Si there, you will definitely find me!"

Song Wenlin smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you, Brother Zhao Si!"

Zhou Tingyue took the meat out of his basket and hung it on the handlebars.

Song Shiwei suddenly thought of something: "Brother Zhao, I want to ask, are you selling the tripe, liver, and heart of this cow you slaughtered?"

Zhao Si was stunned. "No one usually wants that stuff! And the price is cheap, even worse than pig offal! Girl, what do you want that stuff for?"

Song Shi smiled and said, "Brother, of course I'm here to eat. Look at this beef tripe, beef liver, and beef heart. How much are they selling for?"

Zhao Si scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. "Well, sister, to tell you the truth, we don't want this stuff. We can just take it to the supply and marketing cooperative and let the salesperson sell it together!"

Song Shiwei understood, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten so much pig offal from Sister Juan before.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Brother Zhao, how about this? If you help me get a set of cow offal, I'll give you five dollars. Is that okay with you?"

When Zhao Si heard that she was willing to pay five dollars for the beef offal, he was immediately happy.

This is a great feeling. Since no one in the factory wants this thing, the money will just go into my pocket, right?

At worst, you can get a pack of cigarettes for the director. He has a good relationship with the director, so you can say you want to eat it yourself, and he won’t say anything!

Thinking of this, he immediately nodded happily: "Okay, big sister, big brother, you wait here for me, I'll get it for you!"

As he said this, he pushed his bicycle and ran towards the factory.

This time the action was faster, and he came out in just five or six minutes.

The basket at the back was filled with a large amount of cow offal!

Song Shiwei took a look and found that it was a complete offal with the heart, liver, lungs, spleen, stomach, kidneys, large intestine and small intestine. He was immediately happy.

These five dollars are totally worth it!

He immediately took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to him: "Thank you so much, Brother Zhao! We will definitely come to you often to buy meat in the future!"

When Zhao Si heard this, he was even happier.

He rubbed his hands and smiled, "That's great! If you want to eat any meat in the future, just tell Brother Zhao! I promise to get it for you!"

After everyone left, Song Shiwei also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, now we have the beef, butter, and offal. Let's go home and make hot pot!"

Song Wenlin looked at the big basket of beef offal and couldn't help frowning.

"Sister, is this also used for hot pot? Is it really delicious?"

Song Shiwei smiled mysteriously: "Brother, just wait and see, I'm afraid you will want to eat more after you eat it!"

Zhou Tingyue had seen her make delicious pig offal.

So, when he received Song Wenlin's inquiring gaze, he smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, big brother! Weiwei's cooking skills are very good!"

When she returned home, Feng Chunmei happened to see them carrying a large piece of meat and a basket of something that also looked like meat.

I am so envious.

"Eat meat again! Eat, eat, eat! Eat you to death! What are you showing off for? Show off!"

After saying that, he shouted to Song Zhiguo in the room: "Zhiguo, let's stew chicken tonight!"

Zhao Huili doesn't even bother to pay attention to her!

But she was always looking for trouble, and she wanted to deliberately provoke her.

He took the big piece of beef from Zhou Tingyue's hand and smiled from ear to ear.

"Oh my, such a big piece of beef! This is not something that ordinary people can eat!"

When Feng Chunmei heard her words, she was so angry that her face turned green.

He flicked his sleeves and went back into the house.

This made Zhao Huili laugh happily, covering her mouth with her hands.

Seeing her mother so happy, Song Shiwei couldn't help but smile.

Thinking that the cow offal had not been cleaned up yet, she asked her father to go and clean these things out first.

She will start to cook the soup base.

After looking at the pots at home, she couldn't help but sigh.

I don’t have a double-flavored hot pot at home. It seems that if I want to open a hot pot restaurant, I have to place an order with the aluminum factory to make a hundred or so aluminum double-flavored hot pots.

There was no stainless steel in that era, and cooking pans were all made of iron, but iron pans are easy to rust and are easily corroded when exposed to acid.

Many people's soup pots and kettles are made of aluminum.

Although she also knew that using aluminum pots too much was bad for the human body, there was nothing she could do because there was no stainless steel in that era!

She is not a saint and does not know everything. For example, she really doesn't understand stainless steel. She is just a food blogger, not a scientist!

well......

I couldn't help but sigh. I don't know how those novels about time travel to ancient times were written. Many people opened hot pot restaurants in ancient times, and I guess they could only use iron pots.

As if she had thought of something, a light bulb suddenly flashed in her mind.

Isn’t there a copper pot hot pot here in Jingshi?

Although copper is expensive, it is strong and durable, not easy to corrode, and does not cause any harm to the human body like aluminum. It is relatively stable.

She can have someone make a batch of copper shuangyang pots!

How could I forget this!

Thinking of this, she turned to Song Wenlin and said, "Brother, I'll draw a blueprint. Take it and ask around in the next couple of days to see if there's anywhere that can make copper pots!"

When Song Wenlin heard this, he nodded quickly: "Okay!"