Song Qiu's voice came from outside.
Upon hearing this, Song Xia put down the cold noodles and walked out. As soon as she entered the door, Song Qiu started chattering: "Second sister, we've sold out of noodles today. Someone even ordered ten jin from us and asked us to deliver them to their residence first thing tomorrow morning."
"Yes, that's good."
Song Xia praised.
Smelling the lingering fragrance in the air, Song Qiu sniffed and asked, "Second Sister, what delicious food are you making at home?"
Old Song also smelled it, but he didn't dare to ask.
Song Xia smiled and said, "Didn't I say I was staying home to make the snacks I'd be selling this afternoon? You've come back just in time; my cold noodles are just finished."
She mixed a small bowl for each of them.
Song Laosi finished his meal in just a few bites.
Song Qiu ate it and praised it highly.
Song Chun smiled and said, "Second Sister, your cold noodles are delicious. This is the first time I've ever heard of noodles being eaten like this."
"that is."
Fang Xiu echoed.
Old Song noticed the dough on the side and couldn't help but wonder, "Daughter, are you planning to make cold noodles again?"
"No, I'm making liangpi (cold skin noodles)."
After they had eaten and rested, Song Xia taught them how to make liangpi (cold skin noodles).
The dough has risen; now we need to wash it.
There's only one dough ball.
Song Xia had Song Lao Si wash the dough, and after watching him wash his hands clean, she taught him how to wash them: "Put the dough in the wooden basin and repeatedly pat and knead it until the water is no longer cloudy, and the dough becomes more elastic with each wash..."
Old Song smirked slightly and said, "What kind of noodles aren't cloudy..."
"You'll know once you wash it."
"Aren't you going to wash yet!"
When Song Xia became fierce, Song Lao Si immediately stopped babbling on.
As it turned out, it was exactly as she had said, and everyone, including Song Laosi, found it amazing.
"Let the water used for washing settle."
Song Xia gave the instructions.
Song Laosi asked, puzzled, "Is this all the cold noodles I have? Is this all the dough I'm making?"
That's way too expensive.
It costs so much for a bowl!
Song Xia opened her mouth and said, "What are you thinking? What you have in your hand is gluten, and the cold noodles are in the basin. You'll know once they settle."
After saying that.
Song Xia then asked Song Lao Si to knead a dough ball for washing.
The washed gluten was steamed together.
Song Xia doesn't plan to sell the gluten; they'll eat it themselves.
Steamed.
Song Xia made a cold dish with it, and Song Lao Si and the others liked it very much.
Because I like it so much.
They all forgot to leave one for Song Dong.
Fortunately, we'll have to do it again in the future.
I'm not worried about him not having enough to eat.
The cold noodles didn't settle properly until mid-afternoon.
The settling process takes a long time, but the production time is quite short.
After removing most of the water, Song Xia used a large plate from home to steam them one by one. They were almost cooked in about fifteen minutes, but they didn't look very appealing, and the thickness wasn't ideal.
It's so late today, and I didn't do a very good job.
Today, Song Xia instructed them to sell zha jiang mian (noodles with soybean paste) and cold noodles in the surrounding villages.
We'll keep the cold noodles for our own family.
In order to make better liangpi (cold skin noodles), Song Xia went to the blacksmith shop the next day to order several iron plates and bought two small pots.
Set up two stoves in the yard to steam the noodles together; that way, the cold noodles will come out faster.
With the iron plate.
Song Xia's cold noodles were of uniform thickness, but they were prone to falling apart. She then chilled the bottom of the plate with ice water from her spatial supermarket, which helped her make them intact.
The cold noodles I made this time were evenly thick, chewy, and tasted much better.
The next day.
As soon as Jin Ge and his group arrived, Song Xia offered them cold noodles.
Jin glanced at it and said, "I still want to eat the pea and minced meat ramen you made before..."
This was made by Song Xia as a way of thanking him.
I ate it that one time.
He kept muttering to himself.
I haven't been able to eat it a second time yet.
"You just want to eat those noodles? Okay, I'll make them for you when I have time. Try this today, it's free!"
Song Xia personally mixed a bowl for each of them.
One of Jin's underlings saw that Song Xia was mixing the food for them so carefully, and the portions were all large.
When eating cold noodles.
While eating, he winked at Brother Jin and asked, "Brother Jin, does Song Xia have a crush on you?"
Upon hearing this...
Jin kicked him, yelling, "What nonsense are you spouting! Don't you know what's going on? Don't I know what's going on? With my ugly face, how could she possibly be interested in me! Food can't shut you up. If you keep talking nonsense, you can forget about eating!"
"Brother Jin, I was wrong."
"I'm not going to say anything more, I'm going to eat."
After finishing his explanation, the younger brother lowered his head and started eating.
Are you kidding me? This cold noodles are so spicy and delicious, wouldn't he be stupid not to eat them?
Brother Jin also thought it was pretty good. The cold noodles were chewy and had the aroma of cucumber and sesame paste, making you want to eat another bowl after finishing one.
I was planning to have another bowl, but then I saw Ji Hao and the others walking over from not far away.
Brother Jin ordered his men to slip out from the side.
Song Xia: "..."
Why are you so afraid of him?
Jin Ge had no idea what Song Xia was thinking. If he did, he would definitely ask her, "Aren't you afraid if someone can spend 90% or even 100% of your monthly salary?"
"Xia Meizi, we're here!"
After Ji Hao finished calling out, he noticed that there was new food available today, so he asked Song Xia to get them a portion as well, so they could try it before ordering.
Han Yu came with her today, and as they were eating, he walked over to Song Chun, who was preparing the condiments.
"Miss Song Chun, I'd like some more chili."
"good."
Song Chun didn't even dare to look at him.
But unexpectedly.
As she scooped chili peppers for him, Han Yu suddenly reached out and touched her hand.
Song Chun was startled and almost spilled the chili peppers she had just scooped out.
Han Yu smiled at her, then grabbed the spoon and poured the contents into his own bowl.
What does he mean by that?!
Do you like her?
Or is it just being a scoundrel?
Song Chun's mind was in turmoil, and she didn't hear Song Xia calling her.
"Big sister?"
Song Xia called out again before Song Chun reacted: "What's wrong?"
I caught a glimpse of Song Chun's flushed face.
Song Xia glanced at Han Yu as he left.
She didn't say anything for the time being, asked Song Chun for some chopped minced meat to stir-fry, and then went to stir-fry the minced meat sauce.
They also sell zha jiang mian now, but not as much as before.
There wasn't much minced meat sauce prepared.
therefore.
Ji Haolai always cooks fresh.
Each time this happens, we sell many more bowls of zha jiang mian (noodles with soybean paste) than usual.
The same is true today.
Before closing up shop.
Song Xia wanted to buy something, so she asked Song Chun to come along.
Song Qiu wanted to go with them.
Song Xia gave her twenty coins and told her to buy some snacks.
Send her away.
After walking a short distance, Song Xia asked Song Chun, "Big sister, I noticed your face turned red. You don't happen to like that young master named Han Yu, do you...?"
Song Chun shook his head, clasping his hands: "No, nothing."
No?
What happened?
Song Xia asked again, "What happened?"
"Nothing's wrong, my face is hot."
Song Chun was afraid that Song Xia would beat him up, so he didn't dare tell her the truth.
No matter what she asked.
She still says the same thing.
Song Xia had no choice but to give up.
The days that followed.
Song Xia secretly observed Song Chun and discovered that it wasn't as she had said. When Han Yu came again, she kept an eye on him.
this time.
She saw him using the excuse of adding chili peppers to grope her second sister.
Song Xia walked over and said, "Young Master Han, would you like some chili peppers?"
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