Group pet small koi: take Wang's family to farm and become the richest man

Chapter 59 Don't Sell Crispy Whistle
Chang Xiuzhu despised him from the bottom of her heart, which did not prevent her from needing to drive Chang Wencai to be her pawn.

The shallower Chang Wen's eyelids were, the easier it was for him to be controlled.

Chang Xiuzhu felt that Chang Wencai, who was able to bully the four siblings alone at home, was still somewhat useful now.

She can afford this dried fruit and copper coins.

Chang Wen just left, and the three Chang brothers went home.

Cultivating wasteland is a very tiring job, Chang Ping and Chang An's backs were soaked, they stood in a row with Chang Le, and Chang Xi had the illusion that the two elder brothers had turned black.

Oh my god, the sun is so poisonous!

Chang Xi started to fish out the pears that had gone down to the well to cool down in advance.

"Today, my mother and I went back to grandpa's house. This is what grandpa gave us to eat! One for each of us, you're welcome."

Yes, your family is welcome.

The three little ones were in need of something to cool off the heat. Seeing the attractively colored pears exuding natural fruitiness, their appetites were whetted.

The cold pears are full of juice, and the more they eat, the more addictive they become. They ate two in a row before they felt cooler.

Chang Le rubbed his stomach endlessly: "Hey! It would be great if there were ice cubes, I must sleep on ice cubes to relieve the heat."

"Ice cubes?" This sentence caused Chang Xi to think deeply.

In her later generations, during the nine-year compulsory education, she had taught the principle of making ice with saltpeter in the chemistry experiment class. Unfortunately, she had almost forgotten all the knowledge she had learned before when she went to college.

If she wanted to make ice, she had to think about it first.

Chang Xi didn't speak, while the other two giggled.

Chang Ping even swallowed the pear pit, he relished the taste of pear before saying.

"Chang Le, go down to the river to take a bath when you're hot! Ice is something only rich people can use, how can we afford it?"

Chang An shyly said, "I started dreaming in broad daylight, Chang Le, you are more and more fond of dreaming now!"

Chang Le circled her hands in front of her chest, put them on her waist, and counterattacked with her mouth pouted.

"I'm daydreaming about things, don't you think about them?"

"I'm just saying it. If I can't use ice, why don't I think about it?"

"I don't need to spend money if I think about it. Let me think about it, what's wrong?"

Chang Xi laughed out loud: "Yes, you don't need to spend money if you want to, just think whatever you want, what if it comes true!"

The children in the family gather together, and the atmosphere is lively.

Wen Furong was preparing dinner in the kitchen, smiling and shaking her head, thinking that Xiao Changle was too naive, at the age of ten, he spoke like a baby who hadn't grown teeth yet.

On the contrary, Chang Xi, who is a twin, looks like a little adult.

The four children in the family are all different, and Wen Furong is sometimes worried and sometimes happy.

The dinner on the table today is cold Zhe Er Gen and lard and millet scraps, and Cao Jingxiu came out to eat again.

Lard and millet dregs are actually very simple, that is, add white diced fat to the millet and steam them together. A whole bowl of yellow millet is dotted with a little white, and the chopsticks are sticky and sticky.

The cold Zheergen is just right to relieve the greasy, and they enjoyed it very much.

Just put down the bowls and chopsticks, the setting sun in the sky is still fiery red.

Chang Sanshi went home again.

"father?!"

The four children spoke in unison.

Chang Sanshi came back empty-handed this time. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, pulled out a small bench and sat in the yard to rest his feet.

"Is there anything else to eat? Give me a bite."

Chang Xi cleverly went to get iced pears: "Father, you should eat the fruit first."

Wen Furong's cooking was just right, when the head of the house came back suddenly, she hurriedly went to clear the stove.

It was too late to cook and roll out noodles, Chang Xi settled down with her father, and she went into the kitchen to help her mother.

Pick up a few potatoes, wash them, and cook them in a pot.In fact, it is cooked, and it can be eaten with soy sauce and chili seasoning, but she did an extra step.

Tear off the skin, put it in a pot, mash it into mud, add chopped green onion and squish it together.Her strength is too weak, this step is done by Wen Furong.

Seeing the mashed potatoes being fried until the skin was golden and crispy, she signaled that it was ready to serve. This is the most common potato cake in later generations.

Vegetarian dishes include chopped green onion and potatoes, and meat dishes such as crispy whistle and lard. Add some chili noodles for appetizers.

Chang Sanshi, who was on his way back, began to eat in big mouthfuls.

When the bowl bottomed out, he happened to belch contentedly.

"Oh, why do I feel that our food is better than restaurants?" Only Chang Sanshi knew whether he was flattering or not.

Wen Furong smiled and put away the dishes to wash, Chang Sanshi finally explained his reason for coming back.

"Oh, daddy's precious girl, you are really our family's little lucky star!"

"You don't even know that the crispy whistle with oil residue is taken as a meeting gift. All the workers in the restaurant like to eat it, and everyone is clamoring to buy it!"

"Afterwards, the shopkeeper ate it, and agreed that it could serve as food and drink, and asked if I thought of it."

"I said it was my daughter's idea, guess what?"

"The shopkeeper actually wants to buy the production method."

"No, just send me back and ask."

Chang Xi saw her father's joyful look, and she also smiled together, her eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Father, I will listen to you, and you can do whatever you say!"

"No, no!" Chang Sanshi shook his head like a rattle.

"1 is 1, and 2 is 2. Since it was Xibao's idea, of course you have to make the decision yourself. How can dad make the decision for you?"

The three brothers looked at Chang Xi in unison, and Chang Ping said honestly, "Xibao, you are so good, brother is proud of you."

Chang Ping gave a thumbs up: "Xibao, do you know that a dish in a restaurant can cost a lot of money, my brother admires you."

Wen Furong came out after washing the dishes, and took over the conversation: "Yes, the dishes in the restaurant are sold to the nobles, and only the nobles have the money to eat in the restaurant, and their tastes are very tricky."

"Since the shopkeeper has taken a fancy to the crisp whistle made by our family, Xibao, tell me, what do you want to do?"

The words of praise flooded in like a tide, Chang Xi did not feel complacent, but analyzed with his chin resting more and more calmly.

"Father, mother! In fact, you already know the method of making crispy whistle. It's really simple. The key is to master the heat."

"If the fire is too high, the sugar will be scorched, and the crispy whistle will definitely be bitter."

"When the fire is low, the crisp whistle turns into a soft whistle."

"I don't think it's worth selling for money at all. The cook can figure it out with a little bit of brain and hands."

"I don't want to sell this crispy whistle recipe!" Chang Xi looked at the family firmly.

Wen Furong reacted quickly: "Then you want to sell crisp whistle?"

Chang Sanshi thought for a while before saying, "Our family doesn't have much pork left. Xibao thinks we can cut the fat meat and boil it into oil residue, and sell the oil residue into crispy whistle. Can we make money?"

Chang Xi thought about it very seriously: "Raw fat meat in Stone Town is already expensive, and we don't do gourmet business, so we don't use a lot of lard. It's not worthwhile to buy fat meat just to make oil residue."

"Moreover, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, wine and other ingredients also cost money, and we have to transport them to places with a lot of people to sell them. With such manpower and material resources, it is impossible to sell more than [-] yuan for a plate of crispy whistle."

"No matter what you do, you can only earn a small amount of money. The money is as small as a mosquito's leg, and you have to spend a lot of energy on busy work. It's better to spend this energy on farming."

(End of this chapter)