Chapter 134 Fried Dough Sticks
The woman frowned and looked at Wen Zhenyi, trying to confirm whether what she said was true or false, and whether it conflicted with her mission this time.
Both of them fell into silence, one standing and the other sitting bored, without saying a word to each other.
At this time, lightning appeared in the sky, and the starlight in the sky just now disappeared, replaced by a strong wind.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the woman opposite whose long hair was blown by the wind and said, "It's going to rain, are you still going to stand here?" Then he stood up and put away the stool.
When she turned around again, the woman had disappeared in the yard.
Wen Zhenyi didn't care at all. He moved all the tables, chairs and benches in the yard to the corridor and turned back to his room to rest.
The woman did not go far. She hid in the dark and watched Wen Zhenyi's every move. She always felt that this girl was different.
It rained all night last night and the sky was a little gloomy when I woke up in the morning, but there was no sign of rain.
Wen Chengwen used a broom to clean up the fallen leaves and water stains in the backyard and prepared for morning exercise.
Wen Zhen grabbed Zhu Tao and took her to the kitchen, teaching her how to make fried dough sticks.
"Put in flour, eggs, yeast, sugar, and salt."
Zhu Tao added things according to her instructions: "Yi Yi, what are you doing?"
"These are fried dough sticks. You should remember this recipe. It may be added to the breakfast menu later."
Zhu Tao nodded: "Okay, I'll remember it."
"Add water and make it into a dough slightly softer than dumpling dough."
After the two of them kneaded the dough, they set it aside to let it rise for half an hour.
Wen Zhenyi asked her to soak the glutinous rice and prepare to steam it later.
The two of them started today's exercise after they finished their work. After exactly half an hour of resting the dough, they added sesame oil and started kneading the dough.
Wen Chengwen started steaming glutinous rice, and Ma Yinghe went to wipe the table in the hall again.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Wen Chengwen heard a knock on the door in the hall and looked confused: "Who is it?"
"Boss Wen, I sell tofu and I'm here to deliver the soy milk."
Wen Chengwen then remembered that Wen Zhenyi had told them yesterday that the owner of the tofu stall would deliver soy milk to them as soon as the sun rose this morning.
He immediately opened the gate and saw the tofu stall owner and his wife pushing a flatbed cart loaded with three large buckets of soy milk. "You're really early."
The tofu stall owner said with a smile, "We agreed yesterday to deliver it as soon as the city gates opened. I'm afraid it will delay your business."
"You're here quite early. You haven't had breakfast yet, right?" Ma Yinghe walked over with a rag in her hand.
"We've eaten, we've eaten. We have to get up in the middle of the night, so we had breakfast early." The owner of the tofu stall said with a smile.
Wen Chengwen moved three buckets of soybean milk to the kitchen: "Yi Yi, the soybean milk is here."
Wen Zhenyi took a look and said, "Dad, pour the soy milk into the pot and boil it over low heat. Don't let it get mushy."
"Okay." Wen Chengwen poured the soy milk into the empty pot and prepared to light the fire to cook it later.
Ma Yinghe paid the bill for the couple running the tofu stall: "If you're not in a hurry, eat something before setting up your stall."
"Really, no need. We came early and just happened to get a good spot next to your store."
"There's a market being built across from Master Cheng. Are you planning on going there?"
The tofu stall owner replied as he set up his stall: "I want to go, but I don't know how much the stall fee is. If it's too expensive, we can't afford it."
"I think it shouldn't be too expensive. My family is also planning to rent a stall."
The tofu stall owner looked at Ma Yinghe in surprise: "You already have a store, so why do you need to rent a stall?"
"We're going to use it to sell pork, but we can't sell pork in our store."
"Can I buy pork now?"
"The county magistrate helped to contact them, but we don't know yet. We have to wait for a while."
"It's good to have pork. We haven't eaten meat in a long time. The adults are fine, but the children can't stand it."
The market gradually became lively, and many people who had set up stalls came. Seeing that the Wen family's breakfast stall was open, they all ran over to ask, "Boss, can we have breakfast now?"
Ma Yinghe smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to check."
"Okay, okay."
Wen Zhenyi was teaching Zhu Tao how to fry dough sticks. He stretched the kneaded noodles, cut them into two pieces of the same size, pressed them lightly in the middle with chopsticks, stretched them to both sides, and fried them in a pan until golden brown.
Zhu Tao took out the fried dough sticks that had been fried until golden brown, placed them on a colander beside to drain the oil, and then continued to make other dough sticks.
She now prepares more noodles and puts them into the pot together when cooking.
Wen Zhen stirred the soy milk from time to time to prevent it from becoming mushy.
When Ma Yinghe came in, the kitchen was busy: "Yiyi, is breakfast ready to be sold?"
Wen Zhenyi saw that the soy milk was cooked and the number of fried dough sticks was almost enough, so he could just fry them and sell them at the same time. In addition, the glutinous rice was also steamed.
"Mom, you can sell them now. Today we have soy milk and fried dough sticks. You can add sugar to the soy milk. The other one is soy milk and glutinous rice. You can also add sugar to it. The one with sugar is more expensive, and the one without sugar is cheaper."
"Okay, I understand."
Wen Zhenyi took out the bowl and chopsticks, put the glutinous rice in the bowl, and cut the fried dough sticks into small pieces of appropriate size and placed them neatly in the bowl.
"Dad, have breakfast first, then take it to my brother and Grandpa Shen."
"Okay." Wen Chengwen put down the firewood in his hand, picked out a bowl of glutinous rice and fried dough sticks, poured a bowl of soy milk, and took a small plate of sugar.
"Dad, you can first mix the glutinous rice with unsweetened soy milk, then add some sugar to the remaining soy milk and soak the fried dough sticks in the soy milk."
"Okay."
Wen Zhenyi saw that the fried dough sticks were enough to sell for a while: "Xiao Taozi, you go have breakfast too, and then come back to take my place after breakfast."
Zhu Tao nodded, washed her hands, and went to the backyard to eat breakfast with the food.
Wen Zhen packed the food boxes to be sent to the private school and started frying dough sticks. The other glutinous rice and soy milk were already prepared, and only the dough sticks needed to be fried now.
Ma Yinghe went to the backyard to ask Wen Chengwen how to eat it, and then explained it to the guests.
After hearing this, the guests would ask for a small dish of sugar. It was just a penny or two more expensive, but they could still accept it.
Wen Zhenyi always puts white sugar in a small dish, which is just the right amount for one person, so there is no waste at all.
After Zhu Tao finished eating, she returned to the kitchen, and Wen Zhenyi went to change Ma Yinghe for breakfast.
When the guests saw her, they all smiled and said, "Miss Wen, you always bring us surprises."
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