Wearing a book and eighty women with sweet and sassy

Chapter 32

The fat woman didn't seem to expect that Yu Sui would ask for all of them. After all, this was the 80s, and there were not many who could afford white flour, and they asked for so much at once!
The fat woman's fleshy face immediately burst into a smile, and she no longer dared to ignore the God of Wealth, "I want it all?! Then I'll send someone to send you home?"

Yu Sui opened it to check the quality of the flour. There were no bugs. The fat woman immediately reassured, "Don't worry, it's all freshly shipped by us. If it's broken, you can return it to me!"

Yu Sui nodded, and said with satisfaction: "You also said just now, can you give me a low price?"

The fat woman smiled, took out the abacus, dialed the dial, and calculated a number, "Five yuan for a bag of noodles, I will count you four and five, and you can give me nine yuan!"

The price of flour in the 80s is naturally not as good as it is now, but Yu Sui also knew that at nine yuan, fat women can't earn much.

But if she comes to buy it for a long time, the price can be lowered, let's sell it for a while and see.

Yu Sui readily paid the money and left the address for the fat woman. Only then did she know that the name of the fat woman is Song Ping. This flour shop was taken over from her father-in-law. Her husband died young, and she was the one who took care of the flour all year round. shop.

Yu Sui didn't feel sorry for the woman, but a sense of admiration suddenly rose in his heart, and he felt that it was not easy for her.

After buying the flour, Yu Sui took Liang Qingqing to the supply and marketing cooperative in the village and town, and bought a few catties of sugar and a few pieces of butter, which made the clerk look and look again and again.

In those days, not many people bought butter.

Yu Sui bought a few more catties of oil and sesame seeds, and asked the shop assistant to put them on the tricycle.

On the way back, he saw a pastry seller, so Yu Sui bought some for Liang Qingqing.

After returning home, Liang Qingqing helped Yu Sui put all the things into the small kitchen. Yu Sui's stomach growled with hunger after a day of exhaustion.

"Qingqing, what do you want to eat tonight? Mother will make it for you."

Liang Qingqing thought for a while, then blurted out: "I want to drink pimple soup."

Yu Sui touched her ponytail with a smile, pushed her out of the kitchen, and said, "Go out, mother is cooking."

Liang Qingqing said stubbornly: "Then I can light a fire for mother!"

"I don't need you here, be good, be good, let's go play for a while!" Yu Sui drove Liang Qingqing out of the kitchen, and put all the things he bought into the bottles and cans he had prepared in advance.

Yu Sui hurriedly washed a few more tomatoes, blanched the skins with hot water, cut them into pieces, and fried them in hot oil. After the tomato sauce was fried, he added a spoonful of water.

Yu Sui stuffed a few straw handles into the hearth of the stove, and fierce flames rose immediately.

Yu Sui quickly cracked two eggs, beat them well, the water boiled and put them into the tomato soup, Yu Sui stirred them with a spoon, and put the gnocchi made in advance into the tomato soup.

The gnocchi cooked quickly, and when it came out of the pan, Yu Sui put a little chopped green onion, sprinkled some sugar and salt.

After the steaming gnocchi was brought to the table, Yu Sui went to cut some shredded mustard greens and took a sip of it warmly. It really warmed his stomach.

After Liang Qingqing drank two bowls, her straight belly became round, and Yu Sui put the rest into the bowl, and it was delicious to eat with mustard shreds.

After dinner, Yu Sui asked Liang Qingqing to go in and read for a while, while he made twists in the kitchen.

The mahua she made is different from the current ones, it is soft and soft, and it tastes delicious after one bite.

Yu Sui kneaded the noodles, sprinkled sugar, deep-fried butter, made puff pastry, and deep-fried in oil pan just like the yogurt twist. After one pan came out, Yu Sui brought it to Liang Qingqing's table.

Liang Qingqing was startled after taking a bite, is this still a twist?There are such delicious twists in the world!
"Mother, you are too good, this is much more delicious than the twist on the street!"

Yu Sui smiled, took out five twists from the plate, and told Liang Qingqing, "Eat first, and I'll get some for your godfather."

"Well, come back soon, mother."

Just as Yu Sui was about to enter the door, he ran into a young man head-on.

The young man stared at Yu Sui with a cold face: "What are you doing here at night?!"

Yu Sui didn't know him. Hearing such an aggressive tone, a nameless anger rose in his heart: "You hit me, don't you want to apologize to me?"

The young man sneered, "What are you kidding? You want me to apologize? I haven't apologized to anyone since I was born!"

Yu Sui didn't want to talk to him too much, she just got angry if she talked too much, she glared at the man and walked around him.

The man turned his head to look at Yu Sui, a trace of inexplicable emotion slowly mixed in his eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Dacong's room was still lit, Yu Sui stepped forward and knocked on the door, Zhang Dacong immediately opened the door from the room, seeing Yu Sui and the things in her hand, he immediately complained:

"Sister, I dare not open the door for you! What are you doing!"

After all, Zhang Dacong opened the door for Yu Sui, and Yu Sui smiled, handed the things in his hand to Zhang Dacong, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, I made this myself, and I brought it over for you and your aunt to taste. Taste, not buy!"

Only then did Zhang Dacong feel relieved, and took Yu Sui's package, feeling quite heavy, "What delicious things do you cook?"

"Cannabis flower, try to see if it suits your appetite. After eating, I will make it for you. You have helped me so much. I have nothing to sell when I am new here."

Zhang Dacong sighed, "Sister, you are being polite to your Uncle Zhang, aren't you? This thing is your wish, so I will accept it. Don't worry, I will definitely handle things properly for you!"

Yu Sui smiled sweetly, "Then don't bother Uncle Zhang, you can rest with Auntie!"

As soon as Yu Sui left, Zhang Meili flashed out, looked at the twisted doughnut in Zhang Dacong's hand, and said disdainfully, "It's so kind! Give someone a twisted doughnut!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dacong reprimanded: "He is as old as you and a few months younger than you, so you should make something for your parents to eat! Not to mention good or bad! This is his wish!"

"It's not that I want to ask you, anyway, she has no good intentions!"

Feng Cui heard the dispute between the two and came out. She opened the package and saw that there were five sticks of trouble in it. The thickness of the wrist was neat. Feng Cui said pleasantly: "I have eaten twists all my life, and I have never seen anything like this."

"What's so strange? Twist twists are the same all over the world!"

Zhang Meili took one with her flat mouth and put it into her mouth. Once she bit it, it was soft and delicious, with the aroma of butter and milk and moderate sweetness. Zhang Meili's face changed instantly.

Feng Cui and Zhang Dacong tasted it and found it fresh and delicious. They all praised Yu Sui for his ingenuity, and also praised Liang Yan for marrying a good wife.

Zhang Meili felt uncomfortable when she heard this, and took another bite of the mahua hard.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Zhang Dacong asked.

Zhang Meili snorted coldly, stuffed a few mouthfuls of Mahua into her mouth, grabbed another one and ran back to the house.

Zhang Dacong sighed and shook his head: "When will beauty grow up?"

(End of this chapter)