Chapter 223 Buy Something and Get a Recipe
Wen Zhenyi didn't expect that this lotus root powder would become a bestseller: "You're selling it very cheaply?"
"Of course, this price is much more expensive than sweet potato flour."
"Are they all sold out?"
Cheng Lesheng opened his folding fan and fanned: "Use your method, your method is really good."
"What method?"
"You get a free recipe when you buy something, and many restaurants come here just for this recipe."
Wen Zhenyi saw his smug look and said, "Any more would be counterproductive. After all, there are only a few recipes."
Cheng Lesheng understood what she meant: "You're right, this is just right. If you want to buy it, you can only wait until next year."
“Is Grandpa Shen’s illness better?”
"I went to see a doctor yesterday, and he's much better. It's just that he's getting older, so his recovery is a little slower."
Wen Zhenyi looked at Cheng Lesheng and said, "Master Cheng, please help me."
Cheng Lesheng looked at her and asked, "What can I do for you?"
"Help me keep the accounts, I'll make some food."
"It's easy to talk about it if I have my share."
"When did the master stop giving you food?" Ah Xiang came over with silver and money to register.
"Hey, little girl, why do you speak so rudely?" Cheng Lesheng turned around and met Axiang's cold face.
Ah Xiang put the money on the table: "Keep it in account."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the two people who were on the verge of a fight and let them deal with it on their own.
She wanted to make something to eat and nourish Grandpa Shen: “Xiao Taozi, I’m going to the market to buy some things.”
Zhu Tao was busy preparing food in the kitchen: "Okay."
Wen Zhenyi went to the market opposite and felt the coolness as soon as he entered. There were many people in the market, many selling vegetables and many buying vegetables.
In the past, everyone was eager to sell out and leave early.
But it’s very cool in here now, and I want to stay longer if I can.
Wen Zhenyi bought some pumpkins and crucian carp.
"Miss Wen."
When Wen Zhen saw that it was Haiwa calling her, she walked towards his stall and asked, "Are you alone today?"
"Well, my dad went out to pick coconuts, so I came here to sell some things."
"Hasn't your mother learned how to make paella yet?"
Haiwa scratched his head and said, "No, I just don't know what it tastes like. You said you were going to the village before, and we all wanted to wait until you tried it before coming, but you never went."
"I'm a little busy lately. I don't have time. Can't you just make it and bring it over?"
"I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
"Prepare more so I don't have to cook."
"Okay, I'll tell my mother when I get home." Haiwa was very happy.
When Wen Zhen saw that he was selling grouper fish today, he bought two and prepared to go back and steam some grouper fish for everyone.
Back at the shop, Wen Zhenyi cooked millet and pumpkin porridge, as well as crucian carp soup, which was specially made for Grandpa Shen.
He is sick now and has no appetite, and his taste is bland.
They ate steamed salmon.
Wen Zhenyi discovered that Cheng Lesheng and Axiang were not getting along during the meal.
She said to Wen Yongnan, "Brother, do you know what's going on?"
Wen Yongnan shook his head: "I don't know, it was like this when I came here."
Wen Yongman pulled her sleeve and said, "Sister, I think there's a conflict between the two of them."
"How do you know?"
"Look, they're about to start fighting."
Wen Zhenyi watched as the two of them even competed over how to pick up food, but how could Cheng Lesheng be a match for Axiang?
A Xiang distributed the meat to several people on the table, and looked at Cheng Lesheng smugly: You can't do anything to me.
Cheng Lesheng's hand holding the chopsticks almost broke them.
Wen Zhenyi quickly tried to smooth things over: "Eat well."
The two of them finally calmed down.
When Wen Yongnan and his friends returned to the private school, they also brought back the food for Mr. Shen and his grandson.
Cheng Lesheng didn't want to stay here either, so he said to Wen Zhenyi, "The old man will be back tomorrow."
“It took quite a long time this time.”
"If you don't come back soon, I'll be exhausted."
"Young Master Cheng won't come to eat tomorrow."
Cheng Lesheng's smile froze. How could he have forgotten about this?
He rolled his eyes and said, "Miss Wen, your other two things should be ready by now."
Wen Zhenyi knew what he was talking about. Calculating the time, Grandpa Shen had been ill for more than half a month, and the salted duck eggs and preserved eggs were almost ready to eat.
"There are still a few days left, and I'm afraid the taste won't be as good before the time comes."
Cheng Lesheng looked at her strangely: "Are these things of yours really edible?"
"You'll know whether it's edible or not when the time comes. If I tell you it's edible now, you might not believe it."
"Okay, when it's time to eat, have someone bring me a message."
Wen Zhen nodded slightly. She planned to take out the salted duck eggs and preserved eggs in the afternoon to check. If they were edible, she could think about how to sell them in advance.
Century egg and lean meat porridge, now I’m still missing the lean meat.
But with these two things, she can do a lot more things. Now she just hopes that the pigs at home will not let her down.
"One by one." There was joy in the old lady's voice.
Wen Zhenyi turned to look at her: "Grandma, why are you here?"
"I'm here to tell you some good news."
"What good news?"
"All the sows in the pig farm are pregnant."
"You're pregnant?" Wen Zhenyi's face was full of surprise.
"Yes, they are eating and sleeping well now. In three months, we will see the piglets."
Wen Zhenyi estimated in his mind that in three months, it would be winter, so there was no need to worry about the cold weather here.
"That's great. I hope they can all be produced smoothly."
"Yes, we take good care of them. But if the piglets are born, the pigpen will probably be full."
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "Grandma, add some more cover. When the piglets are small, we can raise them together, but it won't work when they grow up."
"I was telling you this today. If all our sows give birth, there will be at least dozens of piglets. The ones we bought before have grown up a lot, and now we are raising them separately."
"Isn't there enough money?"
"Enough. We haven't used up all our money yet. Now we can build a few more pig pens."
"Okay, then build a few more."
"Well, the villagers asked me to ask if there's any news on salted duck eggs and preserved eggs. They've made quite a few and are waiting for your news."
"Tell them not to worry, the first batch hasn't arrived yet, so they should wait a little longer."
"Okay, I'll go back and tell them."
"Grandma, do you want to go back now?"
"I'm getting ready to go back. This pig is pregnant. I'll be uneasy if I don't keep an eye on it."
Wen Zhenyi was helpless: "Aren't Grandpa and the others here?"
"You don't know, I feel uneasy if I don't see them now." Old Mrs. Wen is worried about Old Man Wen.
"Eat your meal before you go back."
"No, your grandfather is out collecting slop. We'll be back once we're done."
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