Chapter 89 Clam and Rice Soup
Wen Zhenyi could only express helplessness about this. Not everyone has the opportunity to study, and not everyone can earn so much money.
Shen Hanxing looked at the boiling water in the pot: "The water is already boiling."
Wen Zhenyi withdrew his thoughts, poured the clams into the pot and boiled them for a while, and when they opened, he scooped them out with a colander.
Chen Hanxing saw that she just poured it in for a while and then fished out the clams: "Is that all?"
"Just get it to open, and the rest will require peeling it out."
"Shucking clams?"
"Well, use it to make porridge tomorrow."
"I saw you also cut up some dried fish, also for making porridge."
"I'm going to make two kinds of porridge tomorrow and send them to you then."
"good."
By the time Wen Zhenyi finished cooking the clams, it was already dark, and Shen Xiucai and the others were all going back to the private school. If they went back too late, the school's doorman wouldn't open for them.
Wen Yongman looked at them reluctantly and said, "I'll come again tomorrow."
"Pay attention to the class tomorrow." Ma Yinghe looked at him and said.
"I understand, mother."
After they left, Wen Chengwen closed the doors of the shop and the backyard.
Ma Yinghe looked at the cooked clams in the basin and asked, "Yi Yi, do we need to peel all of these?"
"Well, I'll use it when I cook porridge tomorrow."
"Let's do it together." He lit an oil lamp and placed it on the table in the yard.
"Dad, Mom, I asked Brother Shen to help me write the name of the shop plaque today." He wiped the water stains on his hands, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to them.
Wen Chengwen took the paper she handed over, which said Wen's Breakfast. "Yi Yi, will this shop only sell breakfast from now on?"
"For now, I plan to only sell breakfast in this shop. I'll consider other options once I make some money. This isn't a suitable location for a restaurant."
"That's true. This is the most suitable place to open a breakfast shop. Most of the people come here in the morning, and there are not many people after noon."
"Also, parking is inconvenient here. Once the carriages arrive, they basically take up most of the street. If a few more come, the traffic will be jammed."
Wen Chengwen nodded: "There's no way to partition this shop, and there's not enough space in the hall."
"Yes, so if we want to do other things, we need a bigger shop."
Ma Yinghe looked at the father and daughter and said, "For a bigger shop, I'm afraid the rent alone would be so much per year."
"Mom, let's run this shop well first, and then think about other things."
"good."
Zhu Tao was confused by what she heard, but she just thought they were amazing.
The clam meat was all peeled out and the soup was not wasted, it was all kept.
Wen Chengwen put the peeled clam meat into a basket and hung it in the well. To prevent rain, he covered the well mouth with boards and tung oil cloth.
Wen Zhenyi had a nap at noon and was no longer sleepy. He asked them to rest while he sat in the yard for a while.
She looked at the dark clouds above her head and it seemed that it would probably rain tonight. She just hoped that it would be sunny tomorrow morning.
Just as she was about to get up and go back to her room, she heard some slight noises outside the courtyard gate.
Wen Zhenyi narrowed his eyes and walked to the backyard door. He saw a dagger sticking out from the crack of the door and moving the bolt little by little.
She walked away for a distance, took a running start, turned over and climbed onto the top of the wall. She squatted on the wall and looked at the people at the door. She said with a bit of evil amusement, "You stepped on my head."
The people outside the door were already a little nervous, and when they suddenly heard this resentful voice, they screamed in fear: "Ah!"
The daggers in their hands fell to the ground, and several people were in a mess outside the door, bumping into each other.
The noise here woke up Wen Chengwen and the others. He put on a coat and came out: "Who's outside the door?"
The people outside became even more panicked when they heard the sound. Without time to do anything, they ran out of the alley quickly.
Wen Chengwen looked at a person squatting on the wall. Without the moonlight, he couldn't see clearly who it was. "Who's up there?"
Wen Zhenyi watched the people in the backyard alley run away: "Dad, it's me."
Ma Yinghe heard her voice: "Yiyi, what are you doing squatting on the wall in the middle of the night? Come down quickly."
Wen Zhen jumped down from the wall nimbly: "Mom, someone just came to our house."
Wen Chengwen had already gone into the house to light the oil lamp and came out: "Did you say someone came just now?"
Wen Zhenyi pointed to the thing in the crack of the door and showed it to them.
Zhu Tao was also awakened and stood behind them with some fear: "Is it a thief?"
Wen Chengwen handed the oil lamp to Ma Yinghe: "Yinghe, hold the oil lamp, let me see it."
Ma Yinghe took the oil lamp and handed him a wooden stick: "Be careful."
Wen Chengwen took the stick and nodded, then carefully pulled the bolt and stuck his head out to look at both sides of the alley, but didn't see any suspicious people.
He then looked down and saw a dagger dropped on the ground. He picked it up and looked at it: "It must be a thief."
Wen Zhenyi doesn't think so. How could thieves come in groups?
Ma Yinghe frowned: "When did the security in this town become so bad?"
"Who knows? We should be more vigilant at night and not let anyone take advantage of us."
"Shouldn't we find a dog to raise?"
"I'll go back to the village tomorrow and see if anyone has new puppies. I'll pick one up."
"Well, he probably won't come today. Go to bed." Ma Yinghe looked at the two children.
Zhu Tao still felt a little scared.
Wen Zhenyi patted her shoulder: "Don't be afraid, we are here."
Zhu Tao's originally uneasy heart calmed down instantly. She nodded and went back to her room to sleep.
It rained heavily in the middle of the night, and you could hear the dripping sound of raindrops hitting the eaves.
Wen Zhenyi was woken up. Looking at the lightning and thunder outside the house, he yawned loudly and fell asleep again in a daze.
When she woke up again, the rain outside had stopped. She opened the window and a cool breeze blew in, making her feel much more awake.
When Ma Yinghe pushed the door open and went out, she saw her lying by the window: "Yiyi, are you awake?"
"Morning, Mom."
"It's still early, do you want to sleep a little longer?"
"No need. It's time for us to get to work. I'll just wash up and come right away." Wen Zhenyi closed the window, changed his clothes, and left the room.
She soaked the dried fish she had cut yesterday in warm water until it was soft, added enough water to soak the rice for quarter of an hour, and then put it in the pot to cook.
Wen Chengwen picked up the clam meat that was hung in the well yesterday, smelled it and found no strange smell, which made him feel relieved.
Wen Zhenyi first made clam rice soup. He added water to the pot, poured in the pounded japonica rice yesterday, let it cook thoroughly, then added clam meat, and seasoned it with shredded ginger and salt.
It will be ready in about a cup of tea.
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A little knowledge: Clam and Rice Soup is recorded in "Eating Clam and Rice Soup" - Yang Wanli of the Southern Song Dynasty.
During the Song Dynasty, the most popular clam variety was called "purple lips," referring to the pale purple stripe at the opening of the shell. However, it's likely a white or green clam, with a thick, white, dark blue shell and juicy flesh.
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