Chapter 99 Crisis Why did you hit Zhou Yuesheng?
Although the two had planned to replace the pickled pepper powder, the estimated time was early August, so there were still two large jars of pickled peppers in the Yu family's courtyard.
Based on the current amount of pickled pepper base used in the stall, it can still serve three large batches.
"Why?" Zhang Wen asked anxiously.
"Yesterday I went to the state-owned restaurant to deliver goods and heard two educated youth talking." Yu Chuyue explained, "They said that not long ago, the educated youth from Taohua Village wrote to their classmates in Sichuan Province and got the method of making pickled peppers."
"Not long ago" is a very ambiguous term. No one knows the exact time except the person involved.
However, it only takes about ten days to pickle pickled peppers, and Taohua Village will definitely be able to sell pickled pepper powder at the next market.
According to their past practices, the possibility of a price war cannot be ruled out. In any case, it will definitely have an impact on the business of Haiyu Village.
"It's okay, we just need to change the menu." Yu Zhile replied calmly.
As for the use of the remaining pickled peppers, a bunch of ideas popped into her mind, and she would just choose the most suitable one based on the actual situation.
Zhang Wenxin saw her calm expression and knew that she had chosen the replacement menu. She asked, "What do you want to change? When can we eat it?"
"Something is flowing out of the corner of your mouth." Yu Zhile said seriously.
Zhang Wenxin subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, which made Yu Chuyue and Mr. Chen laugh.
"Okay, Lele, you actually played a trick on me!" She reacted, made a fierce expression, and pounced on her.
Yu Zhile pushed a few times and said with a smile, "When the fishing team comes back, I'll pick two fish and make spicy fish noodles tonight."
The next second, Yu Chuyue pointed at the small black dot on the sea and said, "Hey, they are back."
The black spot grew larger and larger, and soon the outlines of several people on the boat could be seen.
The fishing team was established about half a month ago. Initially, it was led by an elderly member of the fishing team, but now they can go out to sea independently.
The team leader of this group was Yu Baiwei. She looked up and saw the two of them. She said in surprise, "Le Le, Wen Xin, you are here too."
"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Zhile extended his hand to her.
"It's not hard, and it's better than working in the fields." Yu Baiwei climbed ashore lightly and looked at Mr. Chen. "Who is this?"
Yu Zhile briefly introduced Mr. Chen's identity, and then he and Zhang Wenxin helped move the baskets and pour the water into the bucket.
The seafood returned to the water, regained its vitality, and made a splash.
Yu Zhile picked up a sea bass weighing about ten kilograms, knocked it unconscious, and then asked Zhang Wenxin to take it back to the courtyard.
And she and Mr. Chen still have to finish the first scene.
As the tide gradually rose, the villagers who had gone to the beach returned home one after another, and then gathered under the big locust tree in the center of the village to chat.
"Hey, do you know who the person that Le Ni and Xin Ni were with was?" someone asked. She was far away just now and did not join in the fun by Zhang Wenxin's side.
Those who knew about it looked at each other in confusion, and no one spoke, which made others even more curious.
Under their questioning, the second aunt told everyone what Zhang Wenxin had said.
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone fell silent, with different expressions on their faces.
Yu Zhile and Mr. Chen came into everyone's sight at this time.
"Comrade Yu, the sea area of Haiyu Village is very suitable for kelp farming. I hope you can seriously consider it and give me the results in three days." Mr. Chen said seriously.
Yu Zhile showed an embarrassed expression and stammered: "Mr. Chen, you, you also know the situation in our village, this..."
"Your previous failure was due to the lack of professional guidance." Old Chen's face showed some anger. "How can you be called a progressive village if you are so timid?"
Yu Zhile lowered his head and said nothing.
After a while, Mr. Chen regained his composure and said, "Forget it. I'll go to the neighboring village to investigate first. Maybe their waters are more suitable."
After saying this, he walked to the brigade headquarters, picked up his bicycle, and rode away.
During the entire process, neither of them looked at the others, deliberately ignoring their staring eyes.
After Mr. Chen left, Yu Zhile returned to the courtyard.
"Le Le, how are you?" Zhang Wenxin stepped forward and asked.
After hearing her talk about her acting plans, Chen Zhao became curious and followed her.
Yu Zhile raised his eyebrows and said, "The plan is going well. The whole village will know about it tomorrow. I guess we'll have a meeting the day after tomorrow."
"Great, let's make four-fruit soup to celebrate!" Zhang Wenxin said excitedly, "I want to eat two big bowls!"
"I eat three big bowls!" Chen Zhao inexplicably felt like competing with others.
Seeing that the two were about to start bickering again, Yu Zhile quickly walked towards the kitchen to prevent the war from spreading.
These days, Hu Qulian has been providing free medical treatment everywhere, visiting surrounding villages and curing many people's chronic illnesses.
In the countryside, giving fruits and vegetables as gifts is a common way to express gratitude, so Xiao Hu would come back with a basket of things every night.
There are a lot of fruits in Yu’s kitchen, including watermelons, peaches, cantaloupes, etc.
"Watermelon, peaches, pears, and grapes." Yu Zhile grabbed a small basket and picked out the fruits he liked.
After she finished her pick and went out, their bickering entered a truce stage, and they folded their arms and turned their faces away.
"Who wants to help me wash the fruit?" Yu Zhile stretched out his tone.
Chen Zhao was close, so he ran to her side and looked at Zhang Wenxin triumphantly.
"I won't work." Zhang Wenxin made a face at him.
Although she said this, she still took a step forward, brought a small stool, and sat on the other side of Yu Zhile.
The three of them washed the fruit and brought it to the kitchen.
Yu Zhile peeled and cored the fruits, cut them into small pieces, and put them into a bowl for later use.
"Put a pot of water and three pieces of rock sugar in it, and bring it to a boil." She asked Chen Zhao to light the fire and asked Zhang Wenxin to get the rock sugar.
The fire was so big that after a while the water started to make gurgling sounds.
The sugar completely dissolved in it, and a sweet smell filled the air.
"Xiao Zhao, turn down the heat." Yu Zhile stirred the syrup, "Put the hard fruits in first and cook for a few minutes."
As she spoke, she put the pear and peach cubes into the pot first.
Two minutes later, she poured in the grapes and watermelon and stirred carefully.
With the addition of fruits, a light fruity aroma invaded the olfactory system of the three people.
"Ah, I feel like drinking." Zhang Wenxin sat on the bench, held his chin with both hands, and took a deep breath.
Chen Zhao performed the same action synchronously, and the two of them stood on the same front again because of the food.
“Put it in the well to cool down first, and then eat it after dinner.” Yu Zhile scooped the four-fruit soup into a large basin and brought it to the yard.
After cooling, the sea anise juice solidified into jelly. This time, more water was added to the soup, and the jelly was soft and springy.
Just as the four-fruit soup was lowered into the well, Chen Zhao asked, "Sister, when will the spicy fish noodle be made?"
He had been remembering the new dishes that Zhang Wenxin mentioned and couldn't wait to try them.
Yu Zhile burst out laughing and replied, "Later, I can do it when my parents come back."
Yu Chaochuan refused to live in the Yu family and chose to live in the old small granary of the former landlord Zhang's family.
The granary was a small thatched hut that had been in disrepair for a long time and was overgrown with weeds.
Yu Haiguang helped repair the roof, Yu Haizong made the bed for Old Man Yu, and Yu Wanqin and Yang Suyun took the children to weed.
"That should be soon." Chen Zhao responded, slapping his head fiercely, "By the way, Brother Zhou said he won't be home for dinner tonight."
Yu Zhile was stunned for a moment, then said "oh".
She had long noticed that Zhou Yuesheng was avoiding her, but it had become more and more obvious in the past two days.
"Le Le, what should we do with those pickled peppers?" Zhang Wenxin stared at the big jar under the eaves and suddenly thought of this question.
Her question made Yu Zhile's eyes gradually focus.
Yu Zhile went back to the room, took out a pen and a notebook, and said, "At the moment, I only have three ideas. Let's discuss them first."
"Three?" Zhang Wenxin asked in surprise, "Ah, what on earth is wrong with your brain?"
Yu Zhile smiled and wrote down a few words in the notebook - stall, state-owned restaurant, base ingredients.
She drew two crosses under the first word, wrote snacks and cold dishes, and circled the last word.
"Snacks? What are they?" Zhang Wenxin sat next to her and looked at her notebook.
"Use pickled peppers to make snacks, such as bamboo shoots, fish skin, peanuts, dried tofu, etc." Yu Zhile responded, "You can put them together with cold dishes at the stall as side dishes. Later, you can open a factory and a production line."
As she spoke, she wrote the three words "Haiyu Brand" at the bottom.
"What about the state-owned restaurants?" Zhang Wenxin asked.
Yu Zhile explained: "Pickled peppers can be used as seasoning to highlight the sour, spicy and fresh taste. They are very good for beef, rabbit and yellow bone cubes."
The letter-writing incident in Taohua Village reminded her that they couldn't always make money by relying on information asymmetry.
Instead of refrigerating this flavor directly, it would be better to sell it to the state-owned restaurant as a favor and at the same time provide an additional source of fixed income for the village.
"It should be delicious." Chen Zhao, who was listening, swallowed.
Yu Zhile smiled and said, "Go to the market tomorrow. If there are crucian carp for sale, I'll make you pickled pepper crucian carp."
"Sister, I like you so much." Chen Zhao said with emotion.
Zhang Wenxin rolled her eyes, pointed at the last word, and asked, "Do you sell base sauce like a sauce stand?"
Yu Zhile nodded. This was actually her idea from a long time ago, in order to retain the group of customers who liked to eat pickled pepper powder.
"It can make money, keep customers, and annoy Taohua Village." Zhang Wen thought about it, his eyes lit up, "One stone hits three birds, what a good idea!"
At this time, Yu Haiguang and others, covered in dust, pushed the door open and walked in.
"What's a good idea?" Yu Wanqin asked softly.
The four of them were cleaning the dust beside the water tank, and Yu Zhile told them about the sideline group.
"She is worthy of being my daughter, so smart." Yu Haiguang looked proud.
There was a hint of helplessness in Yu Wanqin's eyes, but there was a smile on her lips.
"Sister, is it time to make fish meal?" Chen Zhao looked at Yu Zhile eagerly.
Yu Zhile nodded in agreement, called Yu Haiguang to help kill the fish, asked him to chop it into pieces, and turned around to prepare other seasonings.
Not long after, Yu Haiguang brought the fish pieces into the kitchen and placed them next to the stove.
At that time, Yu Zhile had his back to him and was pounding garlic with a small stone mortar, making a dull thumping sound.
Yu Haiguang went to the shelf to get some fruit, but paused when he heard her question.
"Why did you hit Zhou Yuesheng?"
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