Chapter 108 How lazy is Su Taotao?
Su Taotao was exploited by someone until midnight, and then she kept begging for mercy. The night on the island was too quiet, and Su Taotao didn't dare to shout too loudly. After all the land was ceded and the new blocks were unlocked, someone called the retreat.
There was a little white mist in the early morning of the island today, and the mountains in the distance were looming, like a fairyland, but Su Taotao, who was overworked at night, had no chance to appreciate such a beautiful scenery. She was
sleeping soundly all the time.
Fu Zhengtu held the softness of his neck in his arms, and under his palm was the translucent white cream that he couldn't let go. With such a wife, he gradually began to understand those kings who were unwilling to attend the court early.
Fu Zhengtu kissed his wife's head, gently pulled back his hand that was numb from being pressed, tucked in the corner of Su Taotao's quilt, then quietly closed the door and went to the opposite room to see the children.
Fu Yuanhang had already stood up and was standing in front of the window with his eyes closed, reciting his textbook.
Little Chenchen helped his father build an oven last night and was exhausted. He was still sleeping soundly.
Fu Zhengtu did not make a sound to disturb him. He went downstairs quietly and started a busy day.
He washed up and went out. This time he did not go to the cafeteria, but ran to a small stall opposite the supply and marketing cooperative.
Zhou Zheng told him that there was an old man who sold breakfast here. His son died unexpectedly while he was on the field. In order to take care of him, the base not only provided him with housing and a monthly allowance, but also asked him to set up a breakfast stall here to pass the time.
Selling pancakes and fruit is a unique skill of the uncle. He sets up the stall at six o'clock every morning and only sells 30 pieces. After selling, he closes the stall and goes home.
Usually I close my stall and go home before seven o'clock.
No wonder Su Taotao has never met her.
Aunt Zhong never buys breakfast outside, so she wouldn't help if she knew it.
When Fu Zhengtu ran over sweating, there were already several people lined up in front of the old man's pancake stall. They were all elderly men and women who slept less.
Fu Zhengtu was really an anomaly here, and everyone couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
Fu Zhengtu was focused and took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket to write and draw. No one knew what he was calculating. His aura formed a natural barrier with the surroundings, and no one dared to disturb him.
"Comrade, how many do you want?" the old man asked Fu Zhengtu.
Fu Zhengtu took the notebook and pen: "Three," thought for a while and said, "Please put less sauce on one of them."
Su Taotao has a light taste, especially for breakfast, and she eats very lightly. If there is too much sauce, she may only eat a few bites.
Thinking of Su Taotao's appetite, Fu Zhengtu couldn't help frowning.
The grandfather looked at Fu Zhengtu for a few more times and replied, "Okay."
These days, pancakes don't have so many fancy things. They are just a thin layer of mung bean-based mixed grain pancake skin brushed with bean paste, and then sandwiched with a piece of thin crisps. Eggs are too expensive, so they are reluctant to put them in.
Even so, in this era when eight cents can buy a bowl of two taels of vegetarian noodles, and sesame cakes and fried dough sticks are only four cents each, the grandfather's pancakes are sold at the same price as vegetarian noodles, which is really not cheap.
But mung beans are expensive, and thin crisps also need to be fried, so such a large pancake is worth the price.
Grandpa and mom were only willing to buy one or two to share with the whole family. Fu Zhengtu was considered a "big spender" for buying three at once.
If you add eggs, which cost seven or eight cents each, the pancakes would have to be sold at least for close to two cents each, and everyone would be even more reluctant to eat them.
After buying the pancakes, Fu Zhengtu went to buy a few young coconuts, and replenished the few seasonings at home, and bought a pig's trotter before starting to walk back.
On the way back, everyone who saw Fu Zhengtu carrying a pig's trotter was stunned. Mr. Fu had never come to the supply and marketing cooperative before, never bought any breakfast by himself, and never carried a pig's trotter!
It has been more than one or two days since Mr. Fu got up early to buy breakfast. How lazy is Su Taotao?
Alas, Mr. Fu started to degenerate after he got married and had children. He is no longer the Mr. Fu who sits high on the altar and can only be watched from afar and not touched!
Soon, the news that Su Taotao was suspected to be a lazy woman spread like wildfire throughout the island.
Su Taotao was overjoyed when she saw the pancakes that Fu Zhengtu brought back.
Fu Zhengtu handed her the one with less sauce.
Su Taotao took it and took a big bite. She ate it with relish and nodded continuously: "Delicious, delicious. There is this thing in the cafeteria today? It's so delicious!"
It was rare to see her have a good appetite for breakfast, and the smile on Fu Zhengtu's face deepened a little.
It didn't matter what he ate for breakfast, but Su Taotao couldn't.
She is a good cook and has a picky palate. If something doesn't suit her taste, she might just eat a few bites to satisfy her hunger.
The master's cooking skills are indeed good. The ratio of mung beans to grains is just right. The pancakes are fragrant and chewy. In addition, the master's own fermented soybean paste is just the right saltiness and the crispy texture melts in the mouth. Su Taotao has never eaten such delicious pancakes in her entire life.
Fu Zhengtu: "It's not from the canteen, it's a stall set up by an orphan."
People who can set up their own stalls on the island are generally people like Huang Po, who are specially cared for by the base. She took another big bite: "Why don't you let the old man go to work in the canteen? Such delicious pancakes will be in short supply in the canteen."
Fu Zhengtu shook his head: "I don't know, the old man is not young anymore, he probably can't handle the work of the canteen."
Su Taotao was in a good mood after eating the delicious food, and temporarily forgot to argue with Fu Zhengtu about the excessive things that happened last night.
She tasted the soybean paste carefully and said with a smile: "Grandpa's soybean paste must be a secret recipe handed down from ancestors. When my food factory becomes bigger and stronger, I will buy the recipe from Grandpa and open a production line to sell Grandpa's ancestral soybean paste. It's so delicious."
Fu Zhengtu couldn't do anything with her. She was now concentrating on the factory. Good talents, good products, good projects... She wanted them all.
Su Taotao called Fu Zhengtu again: "Go soak some soybeans and use them to stew pig's trotters in the evening. Next time you buy pancakes, see if you can ask Grandpa to buy some sauce. This sauce stewed pig's trotters has a unique flavor."
Fu Zhengtu: "..." Okay, she still puts a lot of thought into eating.
However delicious it was, Su Taotao could only eat half of it, while Chen Chen could eat the other half.
No matter how reluctant Fu Haochen was, he had to go to school with his uncle today. There was no other way. Su Taotao and Fu Zhengtu were both busy with their "projects" and could not take care of him.
Fu Haochen was very adaptable. He put his favorite toys, the candies his mother gave him, and fried rice cakes into his schoolbag.
Su Taotao gave Fu Yuanhang the key to the cart and asked him to carry the lunch box.
"Xiaohang pushes the cart, and Chenchen can also sit in the cart and play during class."
Fu Yuanhang nodded: "Okay, sister-in-law."
Su Taotao tidied up the child's clothes, kissed his face and said: "After school at noon, wait for mom in the cafeteria with uncle, and we will eat together."
Chenchen nodded: "It's nice, mom~~"
Then he put on his small schoolbag, put on a small straw hat, waved goodbye to the whole family including Baibai, and happily let uncle carry him to go to school.