Chapter 178 I owe you a favor
Liu Mao obediently picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of Qianzhangjie.
He originally thought that this kind of soy product would have a bean smell no matter how it was prepared, but he didn't expect to realize something was wrong as soon as he chewed it.
The bean curd sheets, covered with thick sauce, have fully absorbed the soup after being stewed for a long time.
The juice inside bursts out when you bite into it. It is soft, chewy and has a bean aroma. It is salty and fresh with a slight sweetness.
The bean fragrance of the thousand-piece knot balances the greasiness of the pork, while the freshness of the pork permeates the thousand-piece knot, creating a sense of complementary meat and vegetable flavors.
To put it simply in two words, it’s delicious! It tastes better than pork, but without the weird smell of pork.
Sang Yu, who originally wanted to hear his comments, could only smile bitterly when she saw him concentrating on eating.
Is it a fault for a chef to cook delicious dishes? I can't even hear a word of praise.
Liu Mao himself is not a talkative person, and when he encountered delicious food, he said even less. The people at the table adhered to the principle of "don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping", and kept picking up dishes, shoveling rice, and adding more rice.
Thinking that Liu Mao might eat two bowls of rice, Sang Yu deliberately cooked three more bowls than usual. But they were still eaten up completely, even the burnt rice crust at the bottom of the pot was not left behind.
Sang Yu used to think that when she had time, she could get a dog to guard the house. It wouldn’t be difficult to raise a dog, just feed it some leftovers every day.
As a result, after eating meal after meal, she saw that the whole family ate as much as she cooked, and she finally realized that it was not feasible to raise a dog to eat leftovers.
If you really want to raise a dog, you have to make a special pot for it, otherwise it will go hungry every day.
After drinking the last bowl of filling soup, Liu Mao finally couldn't eat or drink anymore and burped loudly.
His face immediately turned red and he covered his mouth to try to hide it.
It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten so much, and I ate so much that I felt full.
After dinner, Sang Yu wanted to take Liu Mao for a walk on the street to help digest the food and continue the topic they had not finished talking about before.
But she was persuaded by Sang Xingjia. It would be easy for a little girl like her to be misunderstood if she walked side by side with a stranger of unknown origin.
So she had to settle for the second best and continue sitting in the pavilion and chatting with Liu Mao.
"Is your mother feeling better? Is the method I suggested effective?" Sang Yu felt that it was too serious to talk about business right away, so she found a topic.
"It works! The doctor said this recipe is very clever."
If Liu Mao took the initiative to ask someone to deliver a message to Sang Yu today, a small part of it was to repay the other party for sparing his life, then the other large part was definitely because the prescription she gave worked on his mother.
Originally, his mother was so sick that she could hardly get up. In addition to earning money to buy medicine for her, Liu Mao also had to go back to take care of her frequently.
Even if he asked his neighbor who lived on the same street to help look after the child, he still couldn't feel at ease.
Ever since he got the food tonic recipe from Sang Yu and confirmed with the doctor that it was indeed effective, he started feeding his mother in small amounts and multiple times.
Gradually it really worked. My mother, who used to sleep restlessly at night, always sweating and waking up in the morning, was able to sleep soundly for a full night.
Now I have the strength to get out of bed and walk around, and my energy and spirit are much better than before. I am no longer in a state where I may die at any time.
"I have to thank you for this," Liu Mao paused, "I owe you a favor. If anything happens in the future..."
Before he could finish his words, Sang Yu continued with a smile: "Then repay this favor now. I have something I want to ask you for help."
She had always been thinking about the slave girl whom she had met once. After she had money, she secretly went to the market to look for her.
Unfortunately, the girl has disappeared. I don’t know if she was sold or...
"Slaves? I'm afraid they're not easy to find."
These days, slave trading doesn't require any complicated means, not to mention that slaves have no human rights, and their life and death are entirely up to their "masters".
If it is still locked up and not sold, it is easier to deal with, you can buy it directly.
But now that she has been sold, no one knows if she is in the backyard of some wealthy family, and we can't look for her in every household.
Liu Mao pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a good idea: "Which market did you see her in? What did the slave seller look like?"
Slaves are hard to find, but the people who sell slaves are easy to find. If you find that person and ask him carefully, you will naturally find the buyer.
"In the Ding District of Yonghefang, there's a human trafficker with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks." Sang Yu was deeply impressed by the man's appearance.
"Okay, I'll take it. I'll definitely bring him back to you alive."
Although Liu Mao didn't know what connection or past there was between the slave and Sang Yu, since she asked him to repay the favor, he would definitely do it.
In the afternoon, Sang Yu took Liu Mao and taught him how to make skewers.
I was afraid that he couldn't remember the steps, so I wanted to ask him if he should write them down with a pen and paper, but I only got the answer "I can't read", and the situation was extremely awkward for a moment.
Fortunately, she was quick-witted and changed the subject in time.
"You don't have to feel too burdened. Tomorrow we'll set up the stall as usual, and you can come with me to sell. After we close the stall, I'll go shopping with you and watch you do it again."
This is not a one-time deal. We will be visiting each other frequently in the future, so of course I have to make sure I teach him thoroughly.
"good."
After agreeing on the time and place, Liu Mao finally left before making dinner.
He was out for too long today and he was really worried about his mother, otherwise he would definitely have finished dinner before leaving. Sang Yu's cooking skills are really great.
The next day, Sang Yu led the Sang father and son to the location agreed upon yesterday on time. Liu Mao was already waiting there.
The four of them did not go back to Anxinfang where they had previously set up their stalls, but instead went to a market of similar size.
Although no one knew that Wang Chengping and his men followed them out of the city and disappeared yesterday, it was inevitable that someone would notice it.
To be on the safe side, it would be best not to go to that market again in the future. This would also allow Liu Mao to become familiar with how to develop the market in an unfamiliar environment.
Sang Yu shouted out his product as generously as ever, using the selling point of "three strings for ten cents" and soon people came forward to try it.
This time she added an extra discount - if you finish eating while standing at the stall, you can get an extra string of konjac for free.
Since I plan to hand over the skewers making skills, I naturally have to prepare new things.
Although she said she believed in Liu Mao, Sang Yu actually had to keep some tricks up her sleeve, as she didn't teach him how to make konjac.
Konjac can be preserved for a long time, so she can ensure that Liu Mao has a constant supply by sending him a batch regularly.
She can also roughly infer the other party's overall sales from the supply of konjac, so she doesn't have to worry about the other party cooking the books, killing two birds with one stone.
Liu Mao had no objection to this at all. He was already satisfied to get the base recipe and production method of skewers.
I just don’t know the cooking method for one of the many ingredients in skewers, so if I don’t know, then I don’t know.
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