Dressed as a farmer group pet

Chapter 271 Chapter 270

But apart from Xiaomi, others don't seem to want to go out very much.

Too tired, everyone feels that they haven't had enough rest, and Er Niang still wants to clean up and go to see it tomorrow.

In the end, only Xiaomi and Wei Ziang went out with Wang Fu, and Erniang also gave Xiaomi and Wei Ziang some money so that they could buy what they wanted.

The children in the family don’t seem to have to worry about this aspect. When they were young, they would give some pocket money for the New Year’s Eve, and let the children occasionally buy something they like, or save the rest.

Basically there is no mess.

Wang Fu greeted the cook and Xiao Er, and then led Xiaomi and Wei Ziang out. After all, they were people who had worked together for several years before, so there was still some trust in this.

As for Xiaomi and Wei Ziang, relying on their quick recovery, they rested and ate ice powder to relieve the heat. They felt refreshed at the moment.

"As the college exam is approaching, there are many people coming to Fuzhou. There are students from all over the country, and there are also many vendors. In order to protect the students, the security in the city is also very good during this time."

Wang Fu led the two children into the downtown area. Although he said that the law and order was good, he still looked at the two children.

But soon he realized that he was thinking too much. The two little guys were holding hands. Although they were curious and kept looking around, they didn't run around and followed him at a leisurely pace.

Sure enough, everyone said that 'Little Lucky Star' was sensible and easy to take care of, which is true.

"Uncle Wang, I want to buy some spices, where can I buy them?" Xiaomi's goal was very clear.

"Spices?" Wang Fu thought for a while, "I'll take you there."

"Yeah, okay!" Xiaomi nodded quickly, overjoyed.

But soon, she couldn't be happy.

Seeing the smell of fragrance in front of him, and the shop with many beautiful ladies and sisters coming in and out, Xiaomi was dumbfounded.

"What's the matter, Miss Xiaomi? Why don't you go in?" Wang Fu was about to enter the door, only to realize that Xiaomi hadn't followed, and asked in confusion.

Xiaomi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Uncle Wang, I'm talking about cooking spices, not this spice."

There are indeed spices in this rouge gouache shop, the sachets made of various vanilla flowers, such as calming the nerves, warding off evil spirits, blessings, etc., have many functions!
But, no matter how many functions there are, that's not what she wants!
Wang Fu was also taken aback: "For cooking?"

He really didn't expect this, no, he never associated cooking with Xiaomi!

Xiaomi nodded: "I thought of a new way of cooking, but I need some spices, I want to buy some and go back and try."

There is already hot pot in this world, but it is not called hot pot, but antique soup.

Because the food is put into the boiling soup base, it will make a "gudong" sound, so it is named antique soup.

But in Xiaomi’s eyes, no matter what it’s called, it’s a hot pot anyway, and the soup base can be made into various soup bases according to personal taste.

Occasionally, their family also makes it. The most used ones are big bone broth or chicken broth. The hot pot is fresh and fragrant, and the soup can also be drunk.

Of course, there are also spicy ones, but there are many children in the family, and the parents take care of them, so basically there is no spicy one.

In fact, Malatang is similar to hot pot soup base, and it is easy to make. The only more difficult thing is to control the cost and selling price.

It can't be too high, and it can't lose money. After all, what you do is the business of the bottom people, and it must be within the spending power of others!

But it’s not easy to talk too much about these millets on the street, so I can only get them out when I get home, and let Uncle Wang do his own research!

Wang Fu, on the other hand, was stunned for a moment after hearing Xiaomi's answer, and then surprised.

"Is there a way so soon?"

He just mentioned something casually in the morning, and he didn't think that there would be results. He thought he had been in business for decades, even if Miss Xiaomi was a lucky star, she was just a child, right?
Did you figure out what to do so quickly?
Wang Fu had to admit that he seemed a little scared.

No wonder Mrs. Master attaches so much importance to her, but she is always not close or far away. If she gets along with her in the most gentle way, she will not force the Jiang family to do anything.

Xiaomi nodded calmly: "Yes, but we need to experiment first, Uncle Wang, let's go buy spices first, otherwise it will be too late and the store will be closed."

Wang Fu came back to his senses and said: "It's okay, you don't need to buy those, there are plenty of them in the store, I'll ask Master Yang to take them out when I get back, you can use the millet as you like!"

His place is still a restaurant, even if the business is not good, you can use the things you should have, but you can't have them!

Since I didn't have anything to buy, I simply walked around the street to know the way, so that if I go out to play by myself in the future, I won't get lost.

However, Xiaomi made a special trip to the bazaar. Apart from the commercial streets, there are also special bazaars, mainly foreign merchants set up stalls and sell some gadgets that he brought back from outside.

Because of time constraints, Xiaomi didn't take a closer look, but only knew roughly where the market was. Similarly, in the city of Fuzhou, the market streets also have a general division of rich and poor, and the things they sell are also different.

Xiaomi doesn't think he has much money, so naturally he won't go to any rich area.

Well, at least for now, she won't be going.

Then Xiaomi went to buy vermicelli. The vermicelli is made of sweet potato starch. Because sweet potato is a coarse grain, it is mostly eaten by the poor. For the rich, it is not very popular, so the price is very cheap.

Cheaper is better, that's what I want, so I bought a large bundle of it directly, and I have eaten this stuff at home, but my mother thinks that she is young, and she might not be able to digest it if she eats too much, so she seldom feeds it to her.

Although Wang Fu didn't know what Xiaomi was going to do, he still bought ten catties of dry vermicelli, waiting for Xiaomi's next surprise.

The three of them went back soon, just in time for dinner, a lot of clothes were hanging under the eaves, and all the clothes that were close to the body were hanging in their rooms. It seemed that everyone was not idle.

In the evening, everyone's appetite improved, and Chef Yang cooked a very sumptuous dinner.

But the restaurant business was even worse at night, only two people came to eat, and they ordered two vegetarian dishes, which cost less than twenty cents!
This business is not bad, but extremely bad!
If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the salary of the waiter and the cook will not be enough every month!

Wang Fu is not in a hurry, Xiaomi is starting to worry for him.

But no matter how anxious you are, you can't make Malatang right now.

Xiaomi told Wang Fu to buy more vegetables tomorrow. The quantity does not need to be too much, the more varieties the better, and to buy cheap ones instead of expensive ones!

Wang Fu didn't know what Xiaomi was going to do, but he agreed anyway.

His small restaurant is actually just a cover, just looking for a stronghold on the surface, and the people who come with him are all his own people.

Then Xiaomi asked Wang Fu to find some bamboos, which happened to be in the yard. Although they were small ornamental bamboos, they were fine.

So under Xiaomi's command, one counts as one, and everyone is learning to cut bamboo sticks.

Although, I have no idea what Xiaomi is going to do.

At night, the courtyard is cooler than the house, and the Jiang family seldom reads and embroiders under candle oil lamps. Together with cook Wang Fu and two mistresses, a total of 12 people, they all cut bamboo sticks in the courtyard.

Some use a kitchen knife, some use a hatchet, and some use a boning knife.

Just like that, there were still not enough knives, so Wang Fu simply asked someone to borrow a few knives from someone's house in the back.

Cutting bamboo sticks is easy to get hurt, and the burrs on the bamboo sticks are easy to get into your hands. Fortunately, gloves are not a rare thing.

The so-called number of people is strong, a small clump of bamboo, the size of a child's wrist is very small, but relatively hard bamboo, about a dozen or so, all of them were cut within an hour.

But because it was the first time to do this just now, it was a lot of waste. Visually, there are not one thousand but eight hundred.

Among them, Jiang Hu Erniang, the cook and Wei Ziang made the most bamboo sticks. Jiang Hu often made things with bamboo, and Erniang also helped him.

The cook is naturally good at knives. As for Wei Ziang, it is a bit surprising, but think about it, he did such a good job in making short bows and wooden swords with his bare hands before. It's just a few bamboo sticks.

After finally finishing the work, there is only a pile of bamboo scraps left on the ground. Xiaomi has already gone to fetch water to irrigate the bamboos. There are only a few unusable young shoots left in the small clump of ornamental bamboos.

"Xiaomi, what are you doing with all this?" Xiaoxue shook her hands, she didn't feel it before, but now she felt her wrists were sore after she was busy.

"It's delicious, you will know it tomorrow."

Xiaomi is mysterious, and he still doesn't forget to pour some spiritual spring water on the bamboo that has made great contributions when his back is turned to everyone.

(End of this chapter)