Chapter 319 Hot Pot Base
Old Lady Wen shook her head: "If it were an ordinary family in the village, buying these would be considered a heavy gift. I'm afraid it wouldn't be suitable for others."
Wen Zhenyi turned around and asked Axiang: "Axiang, have you ever given festival gifts before?"
"They were all given to His Highness and the others by others, but His Highness never gave them anything."
"What do they send?"
"Treasures, calligraphy and paintings."
Wen Zhenyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Just give whatever is most expensive."
"almost."
"Luxury high society."
A Xiang's mouth twitched. It's all the same.
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "Grandma, you don't have to worry about Master Cheng and the others' festival gifts. I can find a way."
"What are you going to give?"
"I plan to buy some seafood from Haiwa, and some game from Uncle Jiang's, and then make some candies and snacks myself. That should be enough."
"That's fine if you say so. Then let's do it your way."
Wen Zhenyi planned to find the owner of the beef stall. Now that she had a hundred acres of wasteland, it was time to put cattle breeding on the agenda.
Old Lady Wen and the others discussed it and decided that now everyone in the village has a good relationship with each other, so it would not be a good idea to send a gift to one person and not to the other.
Why not just give everyone the same gift, buy a few feet of cloth, then some peanuts, melon seeds, etc., and then buy a pot of wine.
This is considered a very good holiday gift. As for those who work here, they will give them a separate dividend.
Wen Zhenyi was waiting for Mr. Ke, the owner of the beef stall, to deliver beef in the afternoon. "Uncle Ke, could you please buy some grass seeds for me?"
"Are you planning to raise cattle?"
"Yes, but not the beef cattle you raise. I raise other cattle."
Boss Ke said with a smile, "Are you worried that I won't agree?"
"I'm afraid you'll misunderstand."
"No, no."
"Uncle Ke, is there any milk recently?"
"What a coincidence! Some of our cows just gave birth to calves recently, so we have some milk. Do you need any?"
"Yes! I'll have to trouble you to send some to me."
"Okay, I'll take it to the market tomorrow when I set up my stall and ask your dad to bring it back for you."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome."
Qin Xing walked up to her and said, "Miss, we're almost out of space for the jars of butter."
Wen Zhenyi then remembered that since she started making beef jerky, she had asked them to extract the butter, which had been put aside without any use.
"In this case, I can do some business."
"What are you going to do?"
"A base."
Wen Zhenyi had never thought of opening a hot pot restaurant. The climate here wasn't suitable. However, just because it wasn't suitable for her didn't mean it wasn't suitable for other places. Making hot pot base was a good option.
During the time Qin Xing has been here, she has been refreshing her knowledge every day. Some of the inconspicuous ingredients have become delicious dishes in her hands.
This has caused the value of these things to soar, and the price has gone from being sold at a low price to a level that can support a family.
Wen Zhenyi is the kind of person who does what he says. He found the necessary seasonings and started busying himself in the kitchen.
She hasn't told her family about the New Year's Eve dinner yet, but if she has hot pot base, it seems that preparing the dinner won't be particularly difficult.
When Old Lady Wen and the others came back in the afternoon, they smelled the fragrance all over the yard. They didn't know how to describe the smell for a moment.
I just feel that the secretions in my mouth have increased a little.
Ma Yinghe choked and coughed as she walked into the kitchen: "Ahem, Yiyi, what are you doing?"
“Make hot pot base.”
"hot pot?"
"Mom, you'll know in a moment."
Ah Xiang cut the beef into very thin slices. If someone with poor knife skills had to freeze the beef, it would have been necessary. However, for Ah Xiang and Wen Zhenyi, it was not stressful at all.
Qin Xing and Qin Yue also washed a lot of vegetables and placed them aside.
Ma Yinghe looked at the wide variety of dishes on the table and was a little confused: "How can we finish all these dishes?"
Mrs. Wen also came to the kitchen to help after cleaning up. Seeing the various dishes on the table, she was also a little dumbfounded: "This is too much."
"Grandma, you only see a lot of varieties, but there aren't many in number."
Wen Zhenyi was making the base ingredients while boiling the soup base in the pot.
When Mrs. Wen saw the bright red in the two pots, she felt the spiciness: "Yi Yi, is there too much chili?"
"It only looks spicy, but it's not as spicy as you think."
While eating, Wen Zhenyi placed a pot on a small stove, and the table next to it was filled with various cut meats and vegetables.
The group of people looked at the raw meat and lettuce, as well as the two red soup pots, all with confused expressions.
Wen Zhenyi explained to them the functions of these things and how to eat them.
Everyone seemed to understand what was said, but also seemed not to understand.
However, after seeing that Wen Zhenyi cooked something for each of them, put it in their bowls, and dipped them in the sauce prepared according to their taste, they completely let their nature run wild.
Even Xiong Lu, who was usually taciturn, kept taking food from the pot.
Wen Zhenyi has to say that hot pot is really something very attractive.
Wen Chengwen was sweating profusely while eating, but he still enjoyed the feeling of eating to his heart's content.
Chen Hanxing ate less, but it was still much more than he usually ate.
After the meal, all the prepared ingredients were consumed.
Ma Yinghe looked at the empty plate and said, "It seems I didn't prepare enough."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and shook his head.
After finishing her meal, Old Lady Zhou came over, seeing that it was still early. "Sister-in-law Wen, what delicious food did your family have today? I can smell it from across the yard."
It had been a while since Old Lady Wen and the others finished their meal, but the smell of the hot pot base still lingered around them. "What kind of base did this girl Yi Yi make?"
Grandma Zhou looked into the kitchen curiously and asked, "What's the base?"
"I don't know what it's called, but it's pretty delicious."
"Is it for sale? Is it expensive? How do I eat it?"
Mrs. Wen was a little confused by her three consecutive questions: "Do you want to buy it?"
"Isn't it true that just the smell makes me salivate? If it's cheap, ask Wen Yatou to sell me some, and we can try it tomorrow."
"I have to ask about this, I really don't know."
"Please ask for me."
"Okay, wait a moment!" Mrs. Wen said and walked towards the kitchen: "Yi Yi, your grandmother Zhou wants to ask if you can sell this base material. If it's cheap, she wants to buy some to take back."
Wen Zhenyi was stunned: "Grandma Zhou wants to buy hot pot base?"
"She just smelled something, so she came to ask."
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