The so-called "offal" refers to animal organs, such as intestines, lungs, stomach, etc.
In fact, even ordinary people in this era, unless they were truly destitute, would usually feed offal to livestock. Even if they had a little surplus, they would not bother to eat these animal offal that were not even considered "scraps".
As expected, upon hearing that this "soup" was actually slop, several people frowned in disgust and turned away, muttering as they walked away, "It was given a fancy name, and I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be slop. How unlucky!"
Aunt Yang thought that it was Skinny Monkey who shouted away the customers, and glared at him fiercely.
Skinny Monkey also felt that it was his careless mouth that caused the loss of customers to Su Qingluan's family, so he lowered his head and drank the offal soup silently with some guilt.
It is just the hour of Si now, which is a little after nine in the morning according to modern time. Although the temperature in the air has gradually risen, it still feels a bit cool when the wind blows.
In fact, Shouhouer didn't really like eating animal offal, but his family was poor since he was a child, and offal was cheap as dirt. In order to feed his brothers and sisters, his family had to often use eggs to exchange for cheaper but more filling offal.
Skinny Monkey still remembers the first time he drank soup. The fishy smell almost made him want to vomit.
But even so, he had to try his best to suppress the feeling of nausea, because if he didn't eat hard, he would be hungry, or even starve to death.
In the face of life and death, it doesn’t matter how unpleasant the taste is.
But the taste of this dish today was completely different from the fishy, smelly, and unpalatable taste that Skinny Monkey had in mind.
The brown soup with emerald green onions floating in it exudes a rich spicy aroma that makes the skinny guy drool uncontrollably; the offal is stewed until crispy and soft, with a rich aroma of the marinade. The remaining faint fishy smell is transformed into a unique and delicious flavor against the backdrop of spices and marinade!
The skinny monkey, whose stomach would churn at the mere smell of something, actually drank the entire bowl of "offal soup" without realizing it.
The spicy taste and steaming soup made me sweat, but the breeze brought a slight coolness.
When the skinny monkey raised his head to take another sip, he found that the bowl was empty.
Aunt Yang on the other side also finished a bowl and praised, "I say that Qingluan girl, everything she cooks tastes better than anywhere else. Even this man who hates dogs and underground water is made to look like a delicacy from the mountains and the sea!"
Su Qingluan quickly shook her head: "Aunt Yang, you are exaggerating too much."
"Oh, I'm not exaggerating," Aunt Yang breathed a sigh of relief. "After drinking this soup, I felt warmed up from my stomach to my whole body! I was freezing cold just now, but this bowl of soup has finally made me feel better! I'll have to wait until the weather gets cooler, and then I'll have a bowl of this. It's so comfortable!"
Su Qingluan nodded with a smile: "That's right, it's true that we should eat something hot when the weather is cold." What's more, although there were no peppers in this era, at least there were pepper, dogwood and some other spices, which could make the offal soup fragrant and spicy, and it would definitely warm your body and make you sweat after drinking it.
Aunt Yang finished a bowl of offal soup and handed it back to Su Qingluan: "Hey girl, don't tell me, you want more after you finish this soup!"
"Shall I serve another bowl for my aunt?" Su Qingluan said, dipping a long-handled spoon into the pot and stirring it. In an instant, the fragrance penetrated the dispersed oil layer and slowly dissipated into the air, stimulating the sense of smell of every passerby.
Although many people are not interested in eating offal, and some people cannot get used to the fishy smell, the alluring aroma and the price of only three or five cents a bowl still make some people willing to stop and give it a try.
Gradually, there were two or three more people queuing in front of Su Qingluan's offal soup stall.
Su Qingluan made the offal soup taste heavier and used a lot of spicy seasonings. Although the overall cost was relatively high, the amount in each bowl was not that large, so if the profit was spread out evenly, she could make a profit by selling a lot of things at a low price.
What's more, offal is basically the discarded scraps thrown away by butchers, and Su Qingluan spent almost all of her costs on spices.
Although there aren't many customers right now, she's not worried. This spicy offal soup doesn't attract all kinds of customers, but rather a specific demographic.
On the first day, although only one pot of offal soup was cooked, it was barely sold out after noon, not including the fact that Aunt Yang, Skinny Monkey, and the Su family of three each drank a bowl.
Since this offal soup would have a strong fishy smell and be difficult to drink when it cooled down, Su Qingluan could only keep the charcoal fire in the stove below at the lowest level to keep the entire stove from cooling down.
After calculating the cost of materials and charcoal, Yang and Su Guangfu looked at Su Qingluan with some concern: "Daya, let's not even talk about making money. We lost half of our capital on the first day!"
Su Qingluan smiled and said in a calm manner, "Don't worry, Dad and Mom. A large part of the expenses so far is due to the fact that I wasted a lot of spices and charcoal just to adjust the taste. Besides, just wait and see, tomorrow's business will definitely be much better than today's."
Aunt Yang and Skinny Monkey were also very confident in the Su family's offal soup. Skinny Monkey excitedly gestured in the air with his hands: "Hey, Uncle Su, Aunt Su, you two don't know, I usually hate eating offal like this the most. The fishy smell is really unbearable, but this time I actually want to eat it!"
Aunt Yang also agreed, "That's right, I've never eaten such delicious offal!"
Su Qingluan accepted the compliments from both of them with a smile and turned to look at her parents.
Although they knew that their eldest daughter had always been successful, Su Guangfu and Yang were still unsure and very nervous.
This uneasiness was so obvious that even Su Xuanhe, who had just returned from Master Zhou, noticed it.
Ever since he started studying with Master Zhou, perhaps because he had developed the awareness that "a man should be able to stand on his own feet", Su Xuanhe had become a little more adult than the naughty child he was before - although he would easily revert to his original naughty child appearance if he wasn't careful.
"Sister, what happened to father and mother today?" Su Xuanhe asked carefully in a low voice as he took the initiative to help Su Qingluan carry a bag of spices.
"Today is the first day of opening the new stall, and business is not very good." Su Qingluan did not intend to hide it from her brother and told the truth.
Su Xuanhe thought for a moment and said seriously, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. This is only the first day..."
Su Qingluan raised her eyebrows: "Huh? It really is different after going to school!"
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