They thought DouDou was selling snail rice noodles.
"The snail rice noodles will be available in a couple of days."
My godmother is busy grinding rice into a paste at home. The rice paste needs to ferment for two or three days before it's ready.
"It's okay, if I can't get snail rice noodles, just give me an egg pancake, add whatever you want." The customer was clearly not short of money.
"Alright, add egg and meat, that'll be seven coins in total." Yuan Doudou quickly started cooking.
She remembered this customer; she could handle spicy food very well.
After he got the egg pancake, he didn't leave. He stood by the stall, ate it whole, and praised it highly.
It was like they were promoting her, and Yuan Doudou was so happy that the corners of her mouth turned up.
Soon, a small queue formed in front of the stall, attracting the attention of the urban management officers.
The leader was Li Gui, whom they were all acquaintances. He waved to her with concern and said, "Miss Yuan, please don't hesitate to ask if you need any help."
"Okay, thank you, brother." She smiled in response.
With Lu Chaoyang around, her business was indeed going much more smoothly.
The pastries we brought were quickly gone, and it was getting late.
After noon, the number of people on the street gradually decreased.
She put meat on the last few pancakes and gave them to Li Gui and the others when they returned from their inspection, so that he could share them with his brothers.
Li Gui felt embarrassed, but accepted it with a smile.
Looking at the box full of coins, Yuan Doudou felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Carrying her hard-earned money, Yuan Doudou went to the grain store.
"Flour costs ten coins per pound, and rice costs fifteen coins per pound."
Rice prices have gone up, it's killing me.
Flour is fine; one pound of flour can be mixed into a batter to make twenty sheets of rice noodles, while one pound of rice can only produce a maximum of one and a half pounds of rice paste, enough for ten bowls of rice noodles.
"Boss, I need ten jin of flour and twenty jin of rice." We need to prepare extra rice.
The shopkeeper brought out cloth bags, packed the items into them, weighed them, and gave her a discount of ten coins, charging her a total of three hundred and ninety coins.
After deducting expenses, there were still ninety-eight coins left in the box.
She carried a heavy basket on her back and walked to the post station.
The bus back in the afternoon wasn't on time yet, so she sat in the pavilion outside waiting for it.
Fang Deming, who happened to be on duty outside, caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye. She was wearing a blue coarse cloth diagonal-front skirt, and her beautiful black hair was pinned up at the back of her head, with two wisps of hair casually falling on her temples.
“Miss Yuan.” Fang Deming beckoned.
Yuan Doudou was stunned, and only after turning her head did she see the person who had come.
"Hello, Officer Fang." She hadn't seen Fang Deming in a long time and found it strange.
Fang Deming mentioned that during this period, the brothers in the yamen had been busy with various cases, especially the case of the flower thief, and so far the suspect had not been caught.
“Miss Yuan, I have a favor to ask.” Fang Deming suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.
"Please speak." She guessed it wasn't good news.
Fang Deming proposed a method of luring the snake out of its hole. Based on the analysis of past methods of committing crimes, the flower thief specifically targets brides who are about to get married or have just gotten married.
"But I'm a widow?" That doesn't meet the criteria, does it?
Fang Deming scratched his head: "I want you to pretend to get married to lure him in."
Yuan Doudou finally understood; this was going to be a big show.
“Miss Yuan, I know this is difficult. If you are unwilling, I will not blame you.” He had already been ridiculed by his colleagues when he proposed the idea at the yamen.
Yuan Doudou naturally couldn't agree; she had a son, and her reputation was very important.
Besides, the flower thief wasn't stupid; she was a widow, and it would be difficult for her to remarry.
"Officer Fang, your idea is good, but we can try a different approach."
"Oh, tell me about it." He just hoped to catch the flower thief quickly and restore peace to everyone.
Yuan Doudou explained in detail that he should find a family that was discussing marriage, and on the wedding night, he should find a constable to disguise himself as a woman and capture the flower thief in one fell swoop.
"Brilliant!" This method makes more sense.
Yuan Doudou breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they didn't drag her into the water.
As the carriage was about to depart, Yuan Doudou first placed the basket down, then stepped onto the carriage using a stool.
Fang Deming smiled foolishly and waved, promising to treat her to a meal if he caught the flower thief.
Yuan Doudou smiled and waved her hand, indicating her refusal.
As the carriage drove further and further away, the mountains rose and fell in verdant layers, lush and verdant.
The horse galloped happily, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the village entrance.
Yuan Doudou got out of the car and paid the fare.
Turning around, she saw Wang Qiqiang walking towards her with Anji, so she quickened her pace.
"Mother, you're finally back! Anji missed you."
Seeing that he was in a better mood, Yuan Doudou felt relieved.
"Look, what did your mother bring you?" Yuan Doudou put her hands behind her back.
"Chestnut pastry?" Angie tilted his head.
Yuan Doudou smiled broadly: "Anji is so smart, you guessed right."
Li Ji's chestnut pastry is sweet but not greasy, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.
“Give one to my eldest uncle.” Yuan Doudou pointed at Wang Qiqiang.
Wang Qiqiang waved his hand: "Uncle won't eat it, it will hurt his teeth."
"Uncle, Mother, if you don't eat, Anji won't eat either." Anji took a piece and gave it to his mother first.
Yuan Doudou's stomach was growling with hunger, so she smiled and took the chestnut pastry, taking a small bite.
"So sweet."
"Big brother, you should eat too."
Wang Qiqiang blushed, took the chestnut pastry, bit off a little bit of the pastry with his teeth, but couldn't taste it.
Seeing that they were all eating, Angie picked up a piece with satisfaction and took a big bite.
"It's so delicious." It's still hot. "Mom is so good."
Yuan Doudou patted his head, "If you like it, Mommy will buy it for you again in the future."
"Thank you, Mother." Angie's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter.
"Your uncle will buy some for you too." He's going to town to sell wild game tomorrow.
Anji smiled even more happily. With his mother and uncle around, he felt incredibly happy.
Back home, Yuan Doudou started packing. The pork fat she bought needed to be soaked in water for a while first.
We only have a small jar of lard left from today's trip, so we need to prepare more.
The aroma of an egg pancake depends on the quality and quantity of lard.
After washing the pork fat clean, Yuan Doudou first cut it into small pieces and put it into a pot of water.
Light the fire, but keep the heat low to prevent burning.
The pork fat gradually reduced in the pot, while the oil and water in the pot increased.
The aroma of fried meat filled the air, whetting people's appetites.
At this time, pork is easy to eat, the meat is of good quality, and the oil from the braising liquid smells even better.
The fragrance could be smelled by neighbors on the left and right, and by the houses in front and behind.
Anji was playing with building blocks in the yard and couldn't resist running over to find out what was going on.
"Mommy, are you making braised pork?" It smells amazing.
"No, I'm rendering lard. What, Anji wants to eat braised pork?" Yuan Doudou asked with a smile.
Anji pursed his lips and shook his head. He had just eaten chestnut pastries and couldn't let his mother spend any more money.
When the lard is almost rendered, a layer of oil, also called cracklings, floats on top. Use a strainer to scoop it out and put it on a plate.
She opened the ketchup, scooped some next to the oil, and handed it to Angie: "Eat the ketchup standing up, it's delicious and not greasy."
Angie was waiting on the sidelines. Even without oil, he was happy just eating ketchup.
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