Chapter 223: She is just a food blogger, not a scientist!
Song Wenlin reacted and said excitedly: "So, you bought him cigarettes, which is called giving him what he likes. You also asked him to help buy some beef with more butter, and gave him an extra 1 cent per pound, and said you would buy more in the future, just to let him know that this is a long-term deal!"
"Besides, many people secretly take meat from the factory and sell it to their relatives. The money still has to be handed over to the factory, so it doesn't count as a violation of regulations. But he can keep an extra dime per pound. How can he refuse such temptation? Sister, you are really amazing!"
Even Zhou Tingyue didn't expect that the little girl would be so meticulous in observing people.
The three of them came here together just now. Although he looked around, he felt that this person would be the easiest to conquer.
But he has been in the army for so many years, and reconnaissance is a compulsory course for him.
But their little girl, at such a young age, didn’t expect to have this kind of experience!
This made Zhou Tingyue admire her even more!
They waited at the factory gate for about ten minutes, and then they saw the man coming out of the factory on a bicycle, but he had a large bamboo basket on the back seat.
When he got there, he stopped the car and said to Song Wenlin with a smile, "Look, little brother, there are only so many left in the factory. The rest have to be taken to various supply and marketing cooperatives and restaurants. Do you think it's okay?"
Song Wenlin looked at Song Shiwei and said, "Sister, what do you think?"
Song Shiwei stretched his head and took a look into the basket behind his car.
Inside was a whole piece of beef, weighing almost twenty pounds, and just as she had told Song Wenlin, with more fat and less meat!
She was very satisfied.
Song Wenlin added 1 cent per pound to the price he had agreed upon before.
The man was also very happy: "Little brother, my name is Zhao Si. If you need any more meat next time, just tell me directly, or come to my house. My house is in West Sixth Hutong, South Street. I guarantee you will be able to find me when you ask Zhao Si there!"
Song Wenlin smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you, Brother Zhao Si!"
Zhou Tingyue took the meat out of his basket and hung it on the handlebars.
Song Shiwei suddenly thought of something: "Brother Zhao, I want to ask, are you selling the tripe, liver, and heart of the cow you slaughtered?"
Zhao Si was stunned: "No one usually wants that thing! And the price is cheap, not even as good as pig offal! Girl, what do you want that thing for?"
Song Shi smiled and said, "Brother, of course I want to eat. Look at this beef tripe, beef liver, and beef heart. How much are they selling for?"
Zhao Si scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Well, sister, to tell you the truth, we don't want this stuff, or we can just ask the supply and marketing cooperative to sell it together!"
Song Shiwei understood, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten so much pig offal from Sister Juan before.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Brother Zhao, how about this? If you help me get a set of cow offal, I'll give you five dollars. Do you think it's okay?"
When Zhao Si heard that she was willing to pay five dollars for the offal, he was immediately happy.
This is a great feeling. Since no one in the factory wants this thing, the money will just go into my pocket, right?
At worst, I can get a pack of cigarettes for the director. He has a good relationship with the director, so I can just say I want to eat it myself and he won’t say anything!
Thinking of this, he immediately nodded happily: "Okay, big sister, big brother, you wait here for me, I'll get it for you!"
As he said this, he pushed his bicycle and ran towards the factory.
This time the action was faster, and he came out in just five or six minutes.
The basket at the back was filled with a huge amount of cow offal!
Song Shiwei took a look and found that it was a complete offal with the heart, liver, lungs, spleen, stomach, kidneys, large intestine and small intestine all included. He was immediately happy.
These five dollars are totally worth it!
He immediately took out five dollars from his pocket and handed it to him: "Thank you so much, Brother Zhao! We will definitely come to you often to buy meat in the future!"
When Zhao Si heard this, he was even happier.
He rubbed his hands and smiled, "That's great. If you want to eat any kind of meat in the future, just tell Brother Zhao! I promise to get it for you!"
After everyone left, Song Shiwei also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, now we have beef, butter, and offal. Let's go home and make hot pot!"
Song Wenlin looked at the big basket of beef offal and couldn't help frowning.
"Sister, is this also used for hot pot? Is it really delicious?"
Song Shiwei smiled mysteriously: "Brother, just wait and see, I'm afraid you will want to eat it again after you eat it!"
Zhou Tingyue has seen her make delicious pork offal.
So, when he received Song Wenlin's inquiring gaze, he also smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, big brother! Weiwei's cooking skills are very good!"
When she got home, Feng Chunmei just happened to see them carrying a large piece of meat and a basket of something that looked like meat as well.
I am so envious.
"Eat meat again! Eat, eat, eat, eat! Eat you to death! What are you showing off for? Show off!"
After that, he shouted to Song Zhiguo in the room: "Zhiguo, let's stew chicken tonight!"
Zhao Huili doesn't even bother to pay attention to her!
But she was always looking for trouble, and she wanted to deliberately poke her.
He took the big piece of beef from Zhou Tingyue's hand and smiled from ear to ear.
"Oh my, such a big piece of beef! Not everyone can eat this!"
When Feng Chunmei heard her words, she became so angry that her face turned green.
He flicked his sleeves and went back to the house.
This made Zhao Huili laugh so happily that she covered her mouth.
Seeing her mother so happy, Song Shiwei couldn't help but smile.
Thinking that the cow offal had not been cleaned up yet, she asked her father to go and clean these things out first.
She will start to cook the soup base.
After looking at the pots at home, she couldn't help but sigh.
I don’t have a double-flavored hotpot at home. It seems that if I want to open a hotpot restaurant, I have to place an order with the aluminum factory to make a hundred or so aluminum double-flavored hotpots.
There was no stainless steel in that era, so frying pans were all made of iron. However, iron pans are easy to rust and are easily corroded when exposed to acid.
Many people's soup pots and kettles are made of aluminum.
Although she also knew that excessive use of aluminum pots was bad for the human body, there was nothing she could do because there was no stainless steel in that era!
She is not a saint and does not know everything. For example, she really does not understand stainless steel. She is just a food blogger, not a scientist!
well......
I couldn't help but sigh. I don't know how those novels about time travel to ancient times are written. Many people opened hot pot restaurants in ancient times, and I guess they could only use iron pots.
As if she had thought of something, a light bulb suddenly flashed in her mind.
Isn’t there copper pot hot pot in Jingshi?
Although copper is expensive, it is strong and durable, does not corrode easily, and does not cause any harm to the human body like aluminum. It is also relatively stable.
She can have someone make a batch of copper simmered pots!
How could I forget this!
Thinking of this, she turned to Song Wenlin and said, "Brother, I'll draw a blueprint. Take it and ask around in the next two days to see if there's anywhere that can make copper pots!"
When Song Wenlin heard this, he nodded quickly: "Okay!"
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