Chapter 9 Sweeping the Seafood Market
The three of them returned to the villa, and in just one afternoon, the 400-square-meter yard had changed dramatically.
Cheng Yaoyao set up dozens of long racks, which were filled with fat and thin sausages. The red and white colors complemented each other beautifully.
However, such a large yard has been almost filled up.
There were piles of cabbages on the east, stoves on the west, large iron basins in the middle and some running machines. There was also a large open space in front, reserved for delivery trucks to unload goods.
Several machines were running at the same time. Luo Jiu hurriedly snatched the sausages from Sun Feng'e, "Grandma, let me do it. You've done so much, your hands must be sore, right? Take a break, we'll do it."
"It's not tiring. I can handle this kind of work. Otherwise, if you just eat and don't work, you'll become a useless person. It's almost done. You don't have to get involved." Sun Feng'e smiled, snatched the enema back, and tied a knot skillfully.
Cheng Yaoyao called Luo Jiu over and whispered, "Just let my grandma do it. The doctor said that if she does more things, she will feel better and it will be good for her illness. Otherwise, she will be idle and have wild thoughts. Maybe one day she won't even recognize people."
Luo Jiu hurriedly asked: "What medicine did the doctor prescribe for her? Let's remember to stock up later."
Cheng Yaoyao shook her head. "There is no specific medicine for Alzheimer's disease. It is said that because of academic fraud, twenty years of research in the entire field has been wasted and progress has long been stagnant."
At this point, Cheng Yaoyao's round eyes were covered with a layer of gloom. She used to be poor and thought money was omnipotent. She didn't expect that now that she has money, she is still powerless.
Cheng Yaoyao sighed, "Grandma is in the early stages of her illness now. It's okay. We are so busy every day. Maybe her condition will stabilize and never get worse."
As the two were talking in low voices, Feng Qi brought over the mobile stove and asked, "Are we going to put the pot on it now? Where should we put it?"
Cheng Yaoyao pointed to an empty space nearby and said, "Just put it here, put it all on the rack. After I finish cutting the meat, we'll make lard."
Zhong Jialing was delighted when she heard this. "The pork and sauerkraut pie you brought last time was very delicious. Was it made with lard?"
"Exactly. Whether it's making pancakes or cooking, using a large iron pan and adding lard will make it delicious."
There are ten big pots in one. Wash the pot clean, put in the white fat pork, light firewood underneath, and after a while, the fragrance will spread out.
Everyone takes a spatula and stirs the mixture at the edge of the pot.
Luo Jiu joked: "This doesn't look like a villa area, it looks like a lard factory, and we are just female workers in the factory."
The weather in April was already quite warm. With so many pots burning at the same time, it was like setting up ten fires, roasting everyone's faces red.
After Sun Feng'e finished making the sausages, she was ordered to go inside to rest. But even though the four girls were young, they couldn't stand being roasted like this.
Zhong Jialing hurried upstairs and moved out seven or eight mobile electric fans from the storage room.
The yard was plugged in and with a strong breeze, it finally felt cool.
Feng Qi wiped his sweat and said, "I heard from others that if you turn on many electrical appliances at the same time, the electric meter will run very fast."
Zhong Jialing: "Don't worry, I have money. We can afford to turn on the meter if it runs fast."
Luo Jiu: "No matter how much the electricity bill is this month, it will be collected next month. In other words, no one will come to collect it."
The water, electricity, gas and other resources we use now are all like fleecing the sheep.
The meat grinder had been working non-stop just now, and the machine body was very hot. Feng Qi brought the fan to the side of the machine and said, "Since you said it's free, let's blow it too."
The four of them burst into laughter. They took off their coats, put on short-sleeved shirts or vests, and leaned in the pavilion.
Everyone opened their phones and began to leisurely stock up while waiting for the lard to be refined.
Cheng Yaoyao plans to pickle sauerkraut, refine lard, pickle salted eggs, pickle bacon, and place orders for various stew ingredients and marinades in the next two days.
Luo Jiu was still checking for missing daily necessities, "Did you not stock up on ear spoons?"
Zhong Jialing: “I don’t remember.”
Feng Qi: “I don’t know.”
These two are both ignorant and don't know anything. Fortunately, Luo Jiu organized all the information into a shared table, so if you are not sure about something, you can find it out by searching.
Place an order for ear picks immediately, 300 sets of traditional stainless steel ear picks and 300 sets of visual ear picks. When they arrive, fully charge them and put them in the storage space for future use.
Zhong Jialing thought, everyone has to take care of their skin in the end times, right? All kinds of masks, creams, lotions, essences, La Mer, SK2, Helena Rubinstein, Estee Lauder, Shiseido... all the big brands are affected.
Luo Jiu: "Stock up on skincare products, and don't forget about lip balm, hand cream, etc. But forget about makeup. No matter how good your makeup looks, it will be gone if bitten by a zombie."
"Well, I didn't stock up. How could I be so stupid?" Zhong Jialing said, silently removing the lipstick she had just added to the shopping cart. Her big watery eyes rolled around, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Feng Qi focused on the food and drink part, placing orders for 20,000 cups of milk tea, 10,000 cups of coffee, and 8,000 pieces of fried chicken.
Luo Jiu heard the number she reported and asked, "Did you order the milk tea from the same store?"
"No, we ordered according to everyone's taste. Five thousand cups of your classic English milk tea, five thousand cups of Jialing's cheese milk cap, five thousand cups of Yaoyao's Boya Juexian, and five thousand cups of my jasmine milk tea."
Luo Jiu nodded without saying anything, thinking that five thousand cups would be enough to keep the clerk busy and curse her ancestors. Fortunately, she was an orphan.
After the lard is refined, the fire is put out. The residue from the lard is taken out and placed in a large basin. The oil is placed in an oil tank and sealed to store the oil.
Cheng Yaoyao brought a piece of pork scraps to Feng Qi's mouth and said, "Try it. It smells especially good when it's just fried."
Feng Qi took a bite with half belief, "Hmm!" It was indeed crispy and crunchy, not greasy at all, and had the aroma of oil.
Cheng Yaoyao said: "In our village, we call this oil shuttle. We use it to chop stuffing and make dumplings. It's so delicious."
After everyone gathered around and ate for a while, Zhong Jialing began to admit defeat, "No, I've eaten too much today. If I eat any more, I'm going to vomit."
"Then let's go exercise and go to the farmer's market."
Zhong Jialing drove Luo Jiu away, and Feng Qi stayed to pickle sauerkraut with Cheng Yaoyao.
The two of them went to the fruit section first, stocking up on Dandong strawberries, Chilean cherries, and domestic cherries. They stocked up on all the delicious fruits, at least 5,000 kilograms. For the sake of variety, they also stocked up on fruits they didn't like, such as apples and bananas, for more than 1,000 kilograms.
After the two placed their orders, almost all the nearby fruit shops closed up and went home to load up their goods.
Then we went to the seafood market, and the first thing they asked for was 3,000 kilograms of Norwegian salmon, 1,000 kilograms of eels, and 2,000 kilograms each of fish maw, abalone, and Argentine red shrimp.
Crayfish and mantis shrimp, 1,500 kilograms each. Oysters and scallops, 3,000 kilograms. Other types of seafood, 500 kilograms to 1,000 kilograms, basically depending on the mood.
The boss and the six shop assistants each took a calculator and calculated more than ten times. Finally, with eyes wide open, they told them in a trembling voice, "The total is nine... nine million, two hundred and sixty-four thousand and twenty-seven."
Zhong Jialing: "9.26 million is 9.26 million. Why are you so nervous? It's not like we can't afford it."
He handed over the card, swiped it, and signed without blinking an eye.
As soon as the two came out of the store, Zhong Jialing received a call from the bank, asking her if she had been defrauded and why she kept having large payments.
Zhong Jialing calmly told the other party, "No, I just... was in a bad mood, so I just bought some things."
There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, and then the call was hung up quietly, sighing inwardly: Please, can't I be a rich man in my next life?
There were so many things to buy that they split up.
Zhong Jialing went to the dessert shop to buy things, and Luo Jiu went into the farm tool store.
She picked up a sickle and stared at the cold blade, seeming to be thinking about something.
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