When Anke asked...
An Wanwan said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, "First, we roll the bamboo leaves into a cone shape, then scoop a spoonful of glutinous rice, then add the salted egg yolks I peeled, the chopped pieces of fatty and lean meat, and then fill it up. I don't need to tell you how to seal it, right?"
"Um."
Anke and the others finished agreeing and then wrapped it up.
With so many people, they finished ordering everything in no time.
Wrap it up.
An Miaomiao counted them and there were sixteen in total. Even if they each ate two, there would be some left over.
Zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) are not suitable for boiling.
An Wanwan and the others took turns tending the fire, cooking for nearly two hours before finally turning it off.
Then.
An Wanwan made sure to simmer it in the pot for another half an hour before eating it.
An Miaomiao looked at the sky and couldn't help but sigh, "Are we having a midnight snack now?"
"I've never had a late-night snack before."
An Ke's casual remark made Su Yueniang and the others feel somewhat guilty.
but.
Their feelings of guilt were quickly dispelled by the aroma of the salted egg yolk and pork rice dumplings.
"It smells so good."
Anke took a big bite and exclaimed, "It's so hot! Ah, it's delicious..."
Su Yueniang and the others couldn't bear to watch anymore. They were eating it while it was still hot. Didn't they know to let it cool down before eating?
The glutinous rice is soft and sticky, the filling is generous, and it tastes soft, sticky, and fragrant, salty but not greasy. Su Yueniang and the others all like it very much.
An Wanwan was worried that they would eat too much and not be able to sleep well, so she only let each of them eat one, and they could eat the rest tomorrow morning.
Su Yueniang and the others had no objections.
An Miaomiao ate with great relish, and before going to bed she said, "Wanwan, the meat dishes you made were delicious, and the sweet ones were delicious too. When they're sold out, I want to eat a few of each."
An Wanwan raised an eyebrow: "It's been so long since I made this, do you still remember the taste?"
"Absolutely!"
An Miaomiao raised her chin and said.
Her smug little face amused An Wanwan.
But An Wanwan couldn't help feeling a little troubled when she thought about how much she could eat now.
If this continues...
Will she turn into a big fat girl?
Li Dazhuang and his group severed ties with the Cui family, so An Wanwan felt comfortable using them. She asked Jiang Xiaoyu and Liu to help make tofu and zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).
She went out to sell goods with An Miaomiao, An Ke, and Li Dazhuang.
Originally, she didn't want to invite Liu.
They were worried that Jiang Xiaoyu would be gossiped about at their house.
I might as well invite them all at once.
Anyway, we've already managed to get so many people.
Although it's not Dragon Boat Festival yet, the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) that An Wanwan and her friends made are selling very well, mainly because none of them have ever eaten zongzi like this before.
The price of the meat was the same, five coins each.
The vegetarian ones cost three coins each.
The sweet ones cost five coins each.
The spicy ones cost four coins each.
There's no flavor that An Wanwan can't make, only one that's unimaginable.
An Wanwan paid Su Yueniang and the others for their work, including An Dafu and the others, because they had all contributed to the work.
Twenty coins a day for one person.
Aside from her and An Miaomiao, they had to pay eight people a day, which was 160 coins.
There would definitely have been more in the past.
Right now, An Wanwan and her friend are under no pressure at all.
They could earn over a hundred coins a day just from making mulberry leaf tofu and over three hundred coins from making zongzi. After deducting their wages, they would net around three hundred coins.
On the Dragon Boat Festival.
An Wanwan and her team had a better business than ever before. They sold their zongzi in two separate locations, setting up two stalls in town. In less than half a day, they sold several hundred zongzi and earned more than one tael of silver.
I'm home.
After Liu and the others left.
Anke touched the money in front of her and sighed, "If only we had this much money every day, our family would have more than thirty taels of silver a month."
An Miaomiao replied to him, "The idea is good."
"snort!"
Anke ignored her.
That is indeed the case.
After the Dragon Boat Festival, there were noticeably fewer people buying zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). Mulberry leaf tofu was still selling a little, but not as well as before. I don't know if it's because people are tired of eating it or if it doesn't taste as good as before.
An Wanwan decided to do something else to sell.
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