When they got home, Zhang had already washed all the cabbages thoroughly, sprinkled them with salt, and set them aside.
"Mother, we earned eight hundred coins today, almost as much as Father's monthly wages!" Tian Da couldn't hide his joy and immediately reported to Zhang Shi.
"Oh? So many! That means San Gui's skills have truly been passed down from his master!" Zhang praised Tian San Gui with admiration.
"It seems this master really didn't lie to me. I'll definitely thank him properly later!" Tian Sangui continued the conversation, echoing Zhang's words.
"That's more like it. What are jars used for?"
"To cover the cabbage!" Tian Sangui carried the jar down and placed it on the side of the kitchen door, ready for use.
Zhang couldn't believe it—could pickled cabbage still be eaten?
"Brother, help me carry that pot of cabbage out."
"Oh, okay!" Tian Dali was very strong and could move that big wooden basin by himself.
She then took out ginger, garlic, and apple, chopped them into small pieces, and began making a pickled chili sauce.
Place the cooled boiled water into a small wooden basin, add chili powder, salt, and MSG, then add the previously chopped ingredients and stir together.
He carried out a wooden basin, sat down next to it, took out a cabbage, cut it in half with a knife, squeezed out the excess water, and spread the seasonings on the cabbage, making sure to coat every part.
Then put them into the washed jar until it is full, seal the mouth of the jar with burlap, apply a layer of clay to the outside to seal it, and let it sit in a cool place for three to five days.
"It looks simple, let Mom help you!"
Zhang is a skilled cook; she can learn this simple task at a glance.
It's much easier for him to do than for Tian Sangui.
Before long, the mother and daughter finished pickling a pot of cabbage. The cabbage washed today would be used to make cabbage tonight.
In the afternoon, Tian Laosi and Tian Da made wooden barrels together. They selected trees, cut wood, and then sanded it into flat strips of uniform width and thickness. Finally, they spliced the strips together, fixed them with bamboo strips, brushed on tung oil, and waited for them to dry before they could be used normally.
As per Tian Sangui's request, this time they were made extra large so they could be used to hold steamed buns.
Three days later, when Tian Sangui went to buy pig intestines as usual, the shopkeeper told her it would cost forty coins, which terrified her.
Isn't he just trying to extort money from her?
Pig offal, which nobody wanted, was now incredibly expensive. Oh well, this deal was off for good. At least she had already achieved her goal of 1,300 coins.
The weight of pig intestines in the mall has been upgraded, and you can buy 15 kilograms of intestines at a time. The price is not only affordable, but the intestines are also processed and have no odor. You can use them directly after rinsing them with clean water.
Early that morning, she got up as usual to wash up and had breakfast with her family. Tian Da and Tian Lao Si, as she requested, put two jars of kimchi in the car and headed to town.
Unfortunately, the original stall was taken over by a couple in black. Tian Daqi was about to go up and argue with them when Tian Sangui grabbed his arm.
"Brother, arguing is the worst thing in business. It's just a stall, not worth getting on their bad side. Let's just find a more suitable location."
After listening to his sister's words, Tian Da thought that made sense, so he calmed down, led the donkey cart to the other side, and set up a table.
The woman was ready to argue, but seeing them turn away dejectedly, she felt extremely pleased.
"Tch, you country bumpkins, you're smart to know your place!"
Tian Sangui knew in his heart that this couple was the strange uncle he had seen that day.
No wonder he always asked such detailed questions; that's what he was after. Perhaps the butcher's refusal to sell her pig intestines was also related to them.
Despite his thoughts, he kept working and quickly set up his stall, though it wasn't as busy as the days when people lined up early.
The father and son, Tian Laosi, glared at the couple across from them, who were also running a stall, with dark faces the whole time, their hearts itching with hatred.
Not only are they stealing their business, but they're also taking away their stalls. How can anyone not be angry?
The workers came over and took a look: "Hey, there's a new stall today! Let's go see what they're selling!"
When the couple saw people coming to ask questions, they sternly lifted the lid of the bucket, revealing white steamed buns and a bucket full of identical minced meat.
"Hey, that's interesting, exactly the same. I wonder if they taste the same. I'll have one to try!"
The man smiled, a rare occurrence, and began to busy himself with hand gestures similar to Tian Sangui's.
"Our food is definitely ten times better than theirs, please come and patronize us next time!"
The worker took the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and said politely, "No problem, as long as it's delicious, I'll definitely come again next time!"
He immediately took a bite and chewed, while the couple looked at him expectantly, waiting for the worker to praise him after he ate it.
To everyone's surprise, when they tasted the minced meat, a foul stench filled their mouths, making their scalp tingle and their stomachs churn.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! This is fucking shit! It stinks to death! Pay up!"
"Are you fucking messing with me on purpose?"
The worker immediately flew into a rage, grabbing the man by the collar and pulling him close to his eyes, his fierce gaze pressing down on the man, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
"How could this be? I... I... I did the same thing as them, how could it be smelly!"
This commotion attracted a crowd of onlookers. Tian Sangui continued making roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) for customers, glancing at the commotion across the street whenever he had a spare moment.
Pig offal that nobody eats cannot be prepared simply by looking at it; if not handled properly, it will stink like excrement. This shows that following trends can come at a heavy price.
Tian Lao Si and Tian Da exchanged a glance, not expecting that their curses would come true so quickly. They then crossed their arms and looked on with schadenfreude.
"You woman, didn't you taste it when you made it?"
Why would I taste something that stinks so bad!
Faced with the man's accusations, the woman feigned grievance and acted as if she were in the wrong.
"You, you, you're driving me crazy! When I asked you, you said you tried it and that it tasted exactly the same as theirs. Now you're telling me you didn't try it! You...you spendthrift woman!"
The man was furious with his wife's words. Not only was the business deal ruined, but he also had to lose money and apologize to the customers.
He thought that the losses, both internal and external, would be the end of it. But could the workers' dissatisfaction with the food be so easily resolved?
"You made me eat shit? I won't be satisfied until I smash this place up! Brothers, smash it! You dare to sell this harmful stuff? Smash it!"
Smash it!
The onlookers rushed forward in a swarm, and the next moment, Tian Sangui and his son heard a series of crashing sounds as the object shattered.
Although the filling wasn't good, the white steamed buns were still good, so everyone started grabbing for them. Then, they put all the wooden buckets filled with filling over the heads of the men and women, so they could also taste the flavor of gold.
After a storm, the workers who hadn't managed to get any steamed buns lined up in long queues across the street. Despite their commotion, they couldn't go hungry.
"Look at how well they make it. The aroma can be smelled from far away. You can tell it's delicious just by smelling it."
"Yeah, that new place, you can't even smell the aroma even when you're right next to the bucket, and they still brag that it's dozens of times better than the others, pshaw~"
"So not everyone knows how to make roujiamo!"
After the farce, Tian Sangui's business returned to normal, keeping her busy with her hands and feet.
"call!"
The sun was high in the sky when she finally sold all the steamed buns and got a chance to catch her breath.
Snack shoppers are always busy, working themselves to the bone, but seeing their bulging wallets brings a smile of happiness to their faces. It's tiring, but it's all worth it.
After telling Tian Da, she took two jars of spicy cabbage, led her donkey, and headed to the restaurant to find her sugar daddy.
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