In the kitchen, several children were eating with their mouths drooling, "Xiaoyu, it's not like Auntie has ever made beans and meat stew before, why doesn't it taste like yours?"
"Maybe the blood hasn't been washed off."
Zhao Xiaoyu knew that people here would not boil water when stewing meat. Because they couldn't bear to part with it and thought blood was good too. So the meat is cooked and has a fishy smell. She also added chili peppers and flattened it before stewing to lock in the fat inside, making it naturally fragrant and delicious.
"Sister-in-law, try this soup. It makes me feel really good. My mouth is full of the aroma of meat, and the tender meat inside the bones is also delicious."
"Only your Xiaoyu can make the unwanted big bones taste like this. If the butcher tasted this, he would definitely regret it."
"Look at what my sister-in-law said, it's not that good." Song was still quite modest, although she also thought her daughter was amazing.
The others ate in silence. She was moving her hands and mouth, and had no time to talk, but she was very impressed in her heart. Sister Xiaoyu (sister) has great skills!
After dinner, continue to be busy.
"Brother Zhao, you're here?" The shopkeeper greeted him warmly when he saw him. The bamboo shoots were sold out yesterday at noon, and he didn't know where his shop was, so if he wanted to eat dinner in the evening, he had to wait until the sun came up. I heard that fried bamboo shoots are also very popular in other restaurants.
It’s sweet, not astringent, and not greasy. Even though they are used to eating a lot of meat and fish, this sudden bite feels great! What's more, he also bought several recipes for eating bamboo shoots and vegetables, naturally to meet the needs of all parties.
The shopkeeper Tian is a bit too enthusiastic! "Boss, the bamboo shoots from today have been delivered. Please take a look."
The shopkeeper pulled Zhao Dashu aside, and Liu Shunzi consciously pretended to be deaf and walked away.
"Brother Zhao, the quantity is not enough. Do you have more?"
"Yes, how many do you want?" The more the better. He would give as much as you wanted. At present, the most common thing in the Liu family was bamboo shoots.
The shopkeeper calculated and said, "I need another 300 kilograms. How about this, you send 400 kilograms every day from now on?"
"Sure! Wait a minute, I'll go back now and bring it to you later!"
"It's too late. How about this, I'll let the mule cart follow you and help you get familiar with the road. Next time if it's not enough, I'll let him pull it. How about that?"
Zhao Dashu's eyes sparkled. Why not? Not only did he not have to make a trip, he could also go back in a mule cart, which was very impressive!
"all right!"
"I'll give you three hundred kilograms of silver first, and the mule cart will go with you right away."
"Boss, it's great!"
Zhao Dashu happily took the silver and looked at Liu Shunzi. He thought for a while and said, "Shunzi, you drive the cart slowly. The shopkeeper needs the goods urgently. I will take the mule cart with the driver to go back to the village to move the bamboo shoots!"
Liu Shunzi really wanted to curse in his heart, "You bastard, you lazy bastard, just go away when you have something delicious to eat." Why didn't he say that he would pull it back slowly and let him go first in the mule cart?
Seeing Shunzi's stern face, Zhao Dashu felt a little nervous, "How about I buy you two meat buns and you can eat them while walking?" And buy a few more and eat them at home!
"Let's go! Hurry up!" Damn it, the money hasn't even warmed up yet and you're thinking about spending it.
In the end, he didn't buy the meat buns because Liu Shunzi stuffed them into the mule cart.
Okay, I'll buy it tomorrow. However, he has to deliver 400 kilograms of bamboo shoots tomorrow, and this cart is not big enough. Is there anyone in the village who can lend him a cart?
I went back to ask the village chief, but he definitely couldn't lend it to me. I heard that they now have to go to a faraway place to pick bamboo shoots, and they have to pull them back on a cart.
The mule cart entered the village without causing any sensation. No one knows, who knows!
Zhao Dashu felt it was a pity that the chance to shine was gone.
The village chief sat leisurely at the door. Not many people came to sell bamboo shoots that day. He looked at the mule cart parked at the door and saw Zhao Dashu getting off the cart. "Why did you come back on the mule cart? Where's Shunzi?"
This is, what happened?
"There are not enough bamboo shoots to sell, so they come over to move them. Uncle, please help and move another 300 kilograms onto the mule cart."
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