Chapter 355: Hot and Spicy Hot Pot
Jiang Wangyou and Jiang Ruyi were registered under Jiang Dahe's name, so they lived in the first courtyard with the eldest wife's family.
Jiang Huanyu is registered under the name of Jiang Eryong.
I live in the third courtyard.
However, they are still young, and the three of them now sleep in the same room, living in the same courtyard.
As for Jiang Fubao’s elder brother Jixiang, he is still in school.
Zhang Yanzi divided the left and right chambers between them.
It doesn't matter who sleeps on the left or right side.
Jiang Fubao staggered into the yard.
The shop opened a full hour late today.
The guests have been waiting for a long time.
Some strangers complained a lot, so Jiang Dahe and Jiang Eryong could only apologize repeatedly.
The two of them blocked the door and spoke quickly before the guests entered.
"I'm really sorry, everyone. We're moving today, so we've been delayed for a while. So, today we have a new product in the store, called Malatang, which is 30 yuan a bowl. If you buy two bowls today, you can get one bowl free. Come on!"
When regular customers learned that the shop had new products, they were extremely excited.
They were clamoring to buy it.
The strangers were confused.
One by one they asked.
"What is Malatang? Is it delicious? What's in it? What is it made of? Is it spicy?"
"Tsk tsk, this price is really expensive. Forget it. If it doesn't taste good, I will lose so much. I will just have a bowl of cold noodles and a glass of green plum drink today."
"What do you mean by 'can fight for something'? What do you fight for? Fight for your father?"
"You don't come here often, so you don't know. But if you come alone or in pairs, you can ask us to share. That way, you can get enough to buy two bowls and get one free. Don't you understand? Let me explain it in more detail. You see, I came alone today, and you are two people.
Later, the three of us can share a table. That way, we only need to pay six taels to get three bowls. In the end, each of us only needs to pay two taels, which is not a big deal. "
A kind-hearted man explained.
"Oh, that sounds good. Let's do it together. This is my second time here and I'm not familiar with it. Thank you for helping me solve my doubts."
The three of them formed the first table and sat together on the second floor.
When the others saw this, they were afraid that the spicy hot pot would be sold out, so they became anxious and looked for people to help.
"Who wants to compete with us? There are four of us and we can't finish the two extra bowls. Come on, two people."
"I, I, I, my wife and I will fight you."
"There are three of us, and one of us doesn't want to eat. Someone come and fight with us."
"I come, I come, I am alone."
"......"
The scene became chaotic.
Everyone was trying to squeeze in during the chaos.
The people passing by were somewhat confused.
If I hadn’t heard the word “buy”.
They thought the food here was free.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd. Those who don't want to compete, and those who do, stand together, line up, and go in one by one. I guarantee that you can all get a meal."
Jiang Dahe and his brothers could not handle so many guests, fortunately Adong and Axi took over.
The four of them worked for two quarters of an hour.
Finally, these people can queue up with peace of mind.
When the front yard is in a mess, the backyard is not much better.
I have to buy the servants at a loss.
Otherwise I really can’t handle it.
Zhang Jinlan is in charge of Malatang.
She was standing by the pot.
Cook patiently.
All the spicy hot pot is cooked in one pot, and you cannot choose the side dishes yourself.
Every bowl is the same.
After cooking, Zhang Jinlan and Dong'er served the spicy hot pot into bowls.
Then Adong and Axi came over to get it and served it to the guests.
Malatang is too spicy.
So today's green plum drink, mung bean soup and sweet rice in syrup are selling a lot, and Zhang Yanzi can't stop making them.
There was a smart guy who didn't finish his one bowl of soup, so he ordered a piece of meat cake to soak in the spicy hot pot. The meat cake soaked in spicy oil became more fragrant, and he ate it with oil dripping from his mouth. The people at the nearby tables saw this and followed his example, ordering meat cakes with spicy hot pot.
Sun Pingmei, who was kneading dough, thought she would have some free time today.
Before even sitting down, he started kneading the dough and frying the meat cakes.
Malatang is versatile.
It can be served with drinks, meat pie, or even with potatoes and grilled food.
No one can rest.
Jiang Fubao was the only one in the entire backyard, leisurely and comfortable.
She held up the medical book and read aloud: "If a woman has a persistent fever after giving birth, she may gradually develop tuberculosis. She needs to apply moxibustion to the umbilicus for 300 times..."
"Look at our Fubao, he is only four years old, but he can already read medical books. If he grows up, he can open a clinic and become a doctor. Then, we can ask our little doctor to treat our illnesses without spending any money. How wonderful!"
Sun Pingmei was full of praise.
She can't even recognize all the characters and has a hard time reading.
My four-year-old niece can even understand medical books.
"Well, I want to open a clinic. I want to open a big clinic in the future. I will sell food on the second floor and treat patients on the first floor."
Jiang Fubao said this with his hands dancing.
"Hahaha, which clinic sells food? After all, they are children. What they think in their minds is always different from ours." Zhu Yingqiu smiled and didn't take it seriously.
"No, it's not. Medical books say that illnesses can be cured not only by taking medicine, but also by eating. From now on, my clinic will sell therapeutic meals on the second floor, and provide medical treatment on the first floor."
Jiang Fubao explained.
"Okay, okay, when Fubao finishes his studies, grandma will help you open a clinic." Zhang Jinlan came out of the kitchen with a spatula.
She looked at her granddaughter with a doting look on her face.
Soon, the autumn harvest came.
Zhang Jinlan originally wanted to stop her business for a day and go back to the village for the autumn harvest, but the villagers spontaneously helped them finish the harvest.
It saved them a lot of trouble.
After the grain is harvested, the next step is to pay grain taxes.
Only a small number of those who performed corvée labor last year have returned.
Those who didn’t come back are dead.
Many families tied white cloth on their doors.
When Old Chen from the village saw this scene, he became even more grateful to Jiang Shoujia.
Whenever he returned to the village, I would always give him some wild fruits and mushrooms from the mountains.
The weather was good this year, and because of the rice planting, every household can have a good year.
There were many more villagers selling food on the street.
Rice is expensive and they can't afford it.
After selling the rice for silver, I saved the bulk of the money and used the small portion to buy enough brown rice for the whole family to eat for a year.
This way you can save at least two taels of silver.
All farm families live their lives this way.
They have never been rich, but they are content with just having enough food and warm clothes.
The land in Jiangjia Village is not empty even after the autumn harvest.
After turning the land several times, potatoes were planted again.
After learning from the last lesson, Jiang Zhuzi also shamelessly planted potatoes.
Of course, except Jiang Guangyi's family.
He is the only family in the village that does not plant crops.
Jiang Shoujia holds a grudge.
He refused to give them potatoes to plant.
His family can only grow cabbage.
Winter is coming.
Jiang Fubao changed into thick clothes.
Her own small armchair was also moved into the room.
After a snowfall.
The weather is getting colder.
There was a charcoal stove in the room, and Jiang Fubao's little face was red from the heat.
She leaned back in her chair, reading a book, eating dried fruits and drinking hot sweet goat's milk.