Yang obviously realized that "it was so delicious that no one had enough," and she quickly stood up and said, "Let me see if there's anything else to eat in the kitchen."
Su Qingluan quickly said, shaking her head: "Mother, you have been watching the stall for half a day today, so leave the small matter of making dinner to your daughter."
She suddenly remembered something: "What about those vegetables that have been left out for too long and have wilted because of the delay caused by those two troublemakers?"
Yang pointed to the corner where the cart was placed, and Su Qingluan walked over and picked up the shredded vegetables:
Because they were left in the air for a long time and it was a hot summer day, not only did the shredded vegetables wilt, but most of them even turned into "dry shredded vegetables" due to the evaporation of a large amount of water.
Fortunately, it was not moldy, so it did not need to be thrown away. Instead, it was more convenient for her to use.
So, Su Qingluan simply gathered those particularly dry and crispy vegetable shreds together, rubbed them into fine powder, beat a few eggs, and filled a bowl with them.
She sprinkled two-thirds of the chopped vegetables in, and added less salt and spices than usual to season it. Su Qingluan then sat back in the yard holding the bowl of egg liquid.
The little girl looked at the beaten eggs and answered happily: "Sister, I know, this is to make egg custard!" The last time sister made soft and smooth egg custard, she beat the eggs like this first!
"Xueyan, you remember it very well, but let's do something else today." Su Qingluan pinched the little girl's round nose with a smile, and walked to the frying pan, quickly pouring about a quarter of the egg liquid into the frying pan.
Since the frying pan was slightly concave in the center, Su Qingluan had to hold the wooden handles on both sides and carefully turn the frying pan back and forth slightly to allow the excess egg liquid to slide around the walls, forming an omelet of relatively even thickness.
When she felt that the egg liquid in the bottom layer had begun to solidify due to the heat, Su Qingluan added another small spoonful of egg liquid and slightly lifted a corner of the omelet with chopsticks.
Then immediately use a pair of chopsticks together, pinch the corners of the omelet, and quickly roll up the entire omelet with the chopsticks.
Because a little egg liquid is added in the middle, when heated, this little egg liquid becomes a "fixative", preventing the omelet rolled up with chopsticks from falling apart.
After transferring the egg roll to a plate, Su Qingluan took out her chopsticks and sprinkled a little "chopped vegetables" and the newly prepared "barbecue powder" on it. She then handed the long egg roll to the whole family and asked, "Try it. How does this fried egg taste?"
Su Guangfu was the first to break off a piece of the omelet and put it into his mouth.
Then Yang and her two children each ate a piece.
This time, since the liquid egg liquid in the middle had just fixed the egg roll, Su Qingluan immediately took the egg roll out of the pan, making the egg liquid layer have a texture between solid and fluid, making the outer layer of the egg roll slightly crispy, while the inner middle has a very tender and smooth taste.
The chopped vegetables evenly spread inside and outside the omelet give the omelet a slight vegetable fragrance, neutralizing the greasiness of the omelet; and the barbecue seasoning sprinkled on the surface of the omelet better stimulates the aroma of the grilled eggs.
"They're all different from the eggs I've seen before..." Su Xueyan looked up at Su Qingluan in amazement, "Sister, are you a chicken performing tricks with eggs?"
Su Qingluan was touched by the cute way her little sister described herself.
She was frying a second omelet, carefully keeping some of the egg liquid liquid before curling it, and asked with a smile, "So, what kind of eggs do you like?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, revealing a row of tiny teeth. She smiled and said, "I like them all!" But then she shook her head as if she had thought of something, "Except boiled eggs!"
The little girl added with a pout.
Su Xuanhe strongly agreed: "It takes a lot of effort to swallow a boiled egg."
Yang joked, "But now that the family is better off, they've become more picky! Before, as long as it was edible, they would put anything in their mouths."
Su Guangfu had a different view: "It's always good to be able to live a better life - it's all thanks to Daya."
"That's right. If we two were more capable, Daya wouldn't have to work so hard."
As she spoke, tears welled up in Yang's eyes.
Su Qingluan was busy and couldn't move away. Seeing her parents sighing like that, she quickly said, "Hey, Dad, Mom! Why are we family members talking so formally?"
The little girl Xueyan didn't quite understand why her mother suddenly started crying, so she quickly picked up another egg roll and handed it to Yang: "Mother, don't cry, or my brother will eat all the eggs if you cry any more!"
"Hmm, hmm, there is no light!" Su Xuanhe curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but his two chubby cheeks made his words less credible.
After baking four egg rolls, everyone was finally full and satisfied.
Since Su Qingluan is now the family's cook, Yang doesn't let her do other chores after dinner, but tries to do them herself and other family members.
Su Qingluan was happy to have some free time, so she took the carrot tops and onion whiskers that she had just cut off and buried them in the soil beside the house.
"Sister, what are you doing?" As the other person who had "nothing to do", the little girl looked at her sister squatting under the house, and she curiously leaned over to ask questions.
"Sister is planting vegetables," Su Qingluan lowered her head and used a small shovel to dig holes of appropriate distance in the ground. After digging, she put a piece of carrot or onion cut into each hole, buried it with soil again, and put a simple sign on it.
"Will we have new vegetables to eat now?" Su Xueyan's little hand curiously wanted to touch the place where the "remains" of carrots and onions had just been buried.
Su Qingluan quickly grabbed her sister's hand and said, "Why don't we wait and see what they look like?"
"Yeah!" The little girl looked at the several holes that had just been filled with sparkling eyes, as if towering trees would grow there the next moment, bearing all kinds of fruits, pears and peaches.
That night, Su Qingluan told Su Guangfu and Yang in detail about her "long-term cooperation" with Manager Liang.
"So I might have to ask my parents to look after me when I'm setting up my stall tomorrow. I'm going to go to Hong Fu Lou and teach the kitchen staff about the new dishes we were planning to make."
After all, the day after tomorrow is the "third day" previously announced, which is the day when new snacks will be available for trial.
Su Guangfu looked at his eldest daughter and said earnestly, "Shopkeeper Liang is a well-known man who is easy to make friends with and loyal. If you can make friends with him, it will be beneficial to you."
He could see that his eldest daughter was not like other girls who only thought about getting married and having children. Instead, she wanted to achieve something. In this case, it would be good for her to associate with people who had extensive connections and broad knowledge - even if it was just cooperation.
Su Qingluan understood what her father meant, and was happy but also surprised - in this era, it was rare to have a father who supported his daughter to "show her face" and pursue a career.
Yang naturally understood what her husband meant. Wasn't she thinking the same thing?
But—she looked at her eldest daughter's clothes—Yang asked, "Daya, do you want to change your clothes?"
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