Chapter 37 I figured out something new
When Xu Zhichun returned to the stall, the konjac tofu and konjac knots were almost sold out.
After all, they are the only one in such a big county, so of course their business is good.
"Why did Sister Zhichun come back so soon?"
Xu Zhichun was filled with joy and excitement, his smile even brighter than usual. "Aren't you worried you'll be too busy? It's quite good, you should go listen to it next time. We can take turns going."
Who doesn't love lively things? Zeng Xiaoyan and Aunt Zhuer were very tempted by Xu Zhichun's proposal.
After selling the konjac tofu, Xu Zhichun wanted to buy meat, so they all went.
She asked for a large pig's trotter with pork elbow meat to make braised pork elbow, and also asked for a small piece of pork liver to make stir-fried liver tips.
Zeng Xiaoyan was eager to have another meal together.
Coincidentally, Aunt Zhuer also wanted to do it.
The two of them looked at each other tacitly. At that moment, their minds were connected. They understood each other's meaning from the looks in their eyes and nodded slightly at the same time.
"Sister-in-law Zhichun!"
When Zeng Xiaoyan mentioned it, Xu Zhichun thought it was a good idea. "Okay, then we'll all go there tonight."
Aunt Zhu'er smiled and said, "My husband is at home too. Can we go too?"
Xu Zhichun laughed out loud, "What are you talking about, little aunt? Can you really leave Uncle Qi Tian alone in this cold and desolate situation?"
Everyone who said this laughed.
Aunt Zhu'er was a little embarrassed and smiled quickly, "What else do you think we should buy? Or spare ribs?"
Zeng Xiaoyan was obviously more professional when it came to food. "Why don't I buy a chicken? I haven't eaten chicken in a long time. Sister Zhichun's chicken is delicious too."
Aunt Zhu'er immediately said, "Then I'll buy a duck."
Xu Zhichun joked in his heart that since we already have chicken, duck and meat, it seems that the only thing missing is a fish, then we will have chicken, duck, fish and meat.
Xu Zhichun smiled and said, "Let's buy the duck next time. A bigger chicken will be enough."
There's a next time, that's great!
The two people agreed very much.
Aunt Zhu'er wanted to share the cost of buying chickens with Zeng Xiaoyan.
Zeng Xiaoyan said, "What a hassle. I'd better buy a duck next time."
Aunt Zhu'er thought so too. They were earning a lot now, and they didn't care who contributed a little more or less, as long as the profits were divided clearly. So she smiled and agreed.
Xu Zhichun looked at the several pieces of pig skin on the side of the meat stall, and something came to his mind. He pointed and asked with a smile: "Uncle, are you selling these pig skins?"
Butcher Zheng looked up and smiled: "Sell, sell, Madam Xu is a regular customer, if you want it, just give her five cents and take it away."
There are always those demanding customers who say, "I'm buying the meat, not the skin. I don't want the skin!" "You won't take it off?" "Well, then I won't buy from you. You're not the only butcher in town."
As long as one meat stall gives in, the others will be forced to follow suit. Otherwise, not only will they lose business, but they will also be criticized for being "difficult to talk to, stingy, and have no business sense at all," and their reputation will be completely ruined.
There is nothing I can do. Every now and then when I encounter such customers, I will pick off some of the leftover pork skin and have to take it home to fry it myself.
I really don't want to eat it after eating too much. It takes a long time to cook, and it has no oil or taste.
It is impossible to throw it away. After all, it is meat from the pig. Even if you don't want to eat it, you have to bite the bullet and eat it.
Some people are eager to buy it, and the price can even be reduced to five cents.
Those pieces of pig skin weighed about three or four pounds, but they only cost five cents. Xu Zhichun was very surprised and immediately took them all.
Butcher Zheng smiled and quickly packed it up for Xu Zhichun, tied it together with straw and handed it to her, fearing that she would change her mind.
"Mrs. Xu, don't forget to come to me next time you want to buy something. I will definitely give you the best price."
"Okay, uncle."
Zeng Xiaoyan and Aunt Zhu'er had no doubt about Xu Zhichun's intelligence. As they left the pork stall, they hurriedly asked, "Can this be used to make something delicious?"
Xu Zhichun chuckled, "Yes, I can make it, but it's a bit troublesome. I'll make it tonight and give it to you guys to try tomorrow morning. But to be honest, I've thought of a dish that can be made with this, and I'm planning to sell the recipe to Shopkeeper Tang. Don't tell anyone after you eat it, and if you want to eat it again in the future, I'll make it for you guys to satisfy your craving."
If they want to sell a house, then it is naturally impossible to teach them how to do it, and they are not so tactless as to ask shamelessly.
Being able to satisfy my craving is already good compared to others.
They both agreed with a smile, but were still wondering, "What can we do with this pig skin? Stir-fry? Stew? Deep-fry?"
If it were just that simple, it wouldn’t be considered a recipe.
Forget it, I'll just wait and taste it tomorrow morning.
Of course they are envious, but both of them have a more Buddhist personality. To put it bluntly, they are not greedy. They already live such a fulfilling and wealthy life, what else do they want?
If Xu Zhichun hadn't led them, they wouldn't know what they were doing.
So everyone was happy for her.
Zeng Xiaoyan: "Congratulations, Sister Zhichun. This recipe will be sold tomorrow, and we will have noodles with meat sauce."
Aunt Zhu'er: "Two big spoons."
Xu Zhichun chuckled, "I don't know if Shopkeeper Tang wants it. If he does, he'll definitely have two tablespoons of meat sauce noodles!"
The two men laughed and said, "It will definitely sell!" "That's right."
They went to buy a chicken while chatting and laughing. Zeng Xiaoyan picked out a big fat rooster, weighing four pounds.
Passing by a bun shop, Xu Zhichun bought fifteen large buns. Facing the two men's puzzled looks, he explained, "Isn't today a day of land reclamation? I'm buying two and sharing them with each of you."
Land reclamation is hard work. Although wages were paid, Xu Zhichun felt that two more steamed buns should be added to make sure everyone had enough to eat.
Zeng Xiaoyan and Aunt Zhu'er were both moved, "You..."
After meeting up with Liang Mingliang and talking about the dinner party in the evening, Liang Mingliang immediately became excited, grinning from ear to ear and kept saying yes.
Although the food at home has improved a lot now, he and his wife buy two pounds of meat every two days and his mother is willing to give eggs to everyone, but of course the food at Sister Zhichun's house is still better.
On the way back, Xu Zhichun was chatting and laughing with them while thinking about the jelly.
She bought pork skin, of course, to make pork skin jelly.
It's simple to make, just a little time consuming, but it's delicious and worth it.
When Xu Zhichun bought the pork skin, he thought about it for a moment and gave up the idea of making it at home and selling it.
If their konjac tofu stall also sells pork skin jelly, it won't be long before people will notice that they buy pork skin every day. Combined with the texture of the jelly, it's easy to guess what the ingredients of the jelly are.
Once you know the raw materials, it is not difficult to try making it.
It might not be the case for ordinary people, but who among those who run restaurants doesn't have extensive experience in the kitchen?
You should know that in winter, after the overnight pig's trotter soup and bone soup solidify, they look very much like jelly, and insiders can easily make the connection.
When that time comes, it might be difficult for her to buy pig skin.
Besides, even now, there is no guarantee that you can buy pig skin every day.
It takes so much time to cook it after buying it.
Earning this money myself is too complicated and there are too many unexpected changes, so it’s better to sell the recipe.
The idea of making pig's trotter jelly, stemming from the congealed pig's trotter stew left overnight in winter, made perfect sense, didn't it? Shopkeeper Tang had nothing to say except to admire her talent and ingenuity in this area.
(End of this chapter)
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