Chapter 143: Indulge in others When
Lian Rong heard this, he became like a frost-bitten eggplant, and his whole body became wilted: "Okay then..."
"Look at you." Zhang Yongchang couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder when he saw his expression, and scolded him with a smile: "You become like this when I tell you to. You should practice flipping the wok first before you talk about cooking."
"It's you who reminded me just now. I'll stir-fry garlic sprouts and bean sprouts with dried tofu later. Fry all the bean sprouts and I'll give you a side dish at noon."
"Okay." Knowing that Zhang Yongchang still cared about him as his apprentice, Lian Rong immediately perked up, and the gloom on his face was swept away: "Then I'll clean up the bean sprouts first and wait for Master's cooking at noon."
Although the bean sprouts were very clean, Lian Rong knew that Zhuang Qingning must have washed them before sending them to him, but Lian Rong knew Zhang Yongchang's temper. He hated bean sprouts with bean skins in them. To be cautious, he had to take a good look at them and pick out all the bean skins.
"Look at this kid. He doesn't care about anything else when he hears about food. He looks like he's really suitable to be a cook."
Zhang Yongchang shook his head and said unhappily, "I suspect that he wanted to learn cooking from me so that he could satisfy his appetite. Otherwise, why is his appetite becoming more and more picky, but his cooking skills have not improved?"
"It's good enough to be able to tell whether the food is good or not. My taste is precious, so I'm willing to study cooking."
Zhuang Qingning rolled his eyes, looked at Zhang Yongchang and said with a smile: "I think this is also your fault, Uncle Zhang. If Brother Lian didn't eat even half a bite of your cooking, wouldn't he have to concentrate on studying cooking?"
"But you, who always spoil your apprentice and make whatever he wants to eat, are now complaining about him not making progress."
"Uncle Zhang, do you think this is the truth?"
“Ahem…”
The key point was pointed out at once, and Zhang Yongchang's face was a little embarrassed. He just held on to his dignity, coughed twice, and then stiffened his neck: "Girl, you are only a few years old, and you know nothing at all..."
"Yes, I know nothing." Zhuang Qingning agreed but made a face.
This caused Zhang Yongchang to burst into laughter again.
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, Uncle Zhang. I'll go back to the shop to take a look. Uncle Zhang, you should get busy too." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile.
"Go ahead." Zhang Yongchang's face was full of kindness. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he said, "By the way, did you ask someone to take the salted duck eggs that I got up in the morning to the county town?"
"Well, I asked Brother Dong, the driver, to bring them over this morning." Zhuang Qingning said, "I haven't mentioned the dried tofu and bean curd sheets yet. I thought we should put them out one by one. We can't put too many out at once. If we put too many things out, they will seem less rare. If we don't get a follow-up, it won't be good either."
No matter how good the food is, people will get tired of it eventually. So, whether it is a restaurant or a restaurant, they have to come up with new dishes every once in a while to add some freshness, making the diners feel that they are being pleased, making them feel more comfortable psychologically and more willing to go.
The same principle applies to selling things.
"Well, that's right, that's the case. You have thought it through carefully. Let's do it this way for now." Zhang Yongchang nodded, approving of Zhuang Qingning's move.
"Okay." Zhuang Qingning smiled, said goodbye to Zhang Yongchang, and went to the tofu shop.
Zhang Yongchang walked towards the kitchen with his hands behind his back.
On the way, I couldn't help but praise Zhuang Qingning in my heart.
For a child of thirteen or fourteen, he sees everything clearly and thinks things through, which is really rare.
If Chang Ji Tofu Shop had known this principle, it would not have run the tofu shop for so many years without making any progress, and ended up with such a result.
Zhang Yongchang really disliked his brother-in-law Chang Yuanda, and was disgusted by the fact that he later did such a heartless thing with Li Fang. But when he thought about the incident at Chang Ji Tofu Shop, he still felt a little regretful.
After all, he is the husband of his deceased wife's only sister, so there must be some feelings for him.
But speaking of this, it has been some time since Xiao Wu settled in his old house. Since the day she sent the three of them there, she has not had any contact until now.
If you have time, you should go back and take a look.
There are only a few things left by Mrs. Wu, so even if you don't like them, you have to do your best to take care of them.
Zhang Yongchang thought of Wu, and the smile on his face that had been amused by Zhuang Qingning gradually faded, and was finally covered with a layer of melancholy.
Why……
Why did you leave so early, leaving me alone? - Zhuang Qingning returned to the shop and started selling tofu.
Cao went to the backyard early and made steamed noodles according to Zhuang Qingning's instructions.
I bought a small piece of pork belly from the butcher shop, cut it into small dices, and stir-fried it with bean sprouts to make a fragrant and rich stew. I mixed it evenly with the steamed white noodles and continued to steam it. When the noodles were fully flavored, the steamer noodles were ready.
"The noodles in the steamer are ready, come and eat quickly." Cao opened the steamer, filled three bowls of noodles, and went to the front to call Zhuang Qingning and the other three.
"Eat it while it's hot. I'll watch over the store. I'll peel the garlic cloves in the back. You can eat it if you want. Don't worry about the strong smell of garlic cloves. I brought some raw peanuts from home. Eat a few and chew some tea leaves, and the smell will be gone."
"Go now."
Cao kept urging Zhang Qiuying, who was reluctant to eat first, to go to the back to eat, and she watched the store by herself.
Seeing this, Zhuang Qingning and the other two did not refuse and went to the backyard to eat first.
The bean sprouts are fragrant, the diced pork belly is aromatic, and the noodles are cut thinly enough and flavorful enough, so they taste very good.
Zhuang Qingsui, who was still a small man, ate a large bowl of food before he wiped his mouth and put down the bowl.
After the meal, the three of them tidied up and went to the front to ask Cao to come and eat.
Outside, Zhuang Sifu's ox cart stopped at the door.
"Brother Sifu, why are you here so early today?" Zhuang Qingning looked at the sky. It was more than an hour earlier than the time when he usually came to deliver tofu.
Normally, Zhuang Sifu would send the tofu to the town as soon as it was made. Even if the people in the tofu shop were efficient and quick, they would not be able to make the tofu so long in advance.
"Sister Ning." Zhuang Sifu jumped off the ox cart and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I'm not here to deliver tofu. Uncle Yonghe asked me to pick you up. Come back with me."
"What happened?" Seeing Zhuang Sifu's panicked look, Zhuang Qingning frowned.
(End of this chapter)
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