A peasant woman who wears a book and has a little field

Chapter 110 Victory in the First Battle
Li Mu ate sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He didn't like Toutiao cake very much, it tasted sweet and glutinous.Men seem to dislike sweets by nature, and don't like sweet and glutinous things.Lin Zixuan secretly wrote it down in her heart, as if later on, girls like to drink milk tea, and men always like to drink carbonated drinks. At the beginning, she curiously asked her classmates, and her classmates said that milk tea was too sweet to drink.I like the exciting taste of cola.

Lin Zixuan went to bed early, and got up at three or four o'clock the next morning to grind soymilk. After experimenting, she knew how much soymilk could fit in a pot.At around six o'clock, a large pot of soy milk was boiled, and she borrowed Lu Yu's old tricycle, and she put all the pot of soy milk on the tricycle. She had already figured out the place, which was the gate of Li Mu's school.There are many people coming and going early in the morning, regardless of the large number of students, some parents have something to do at home, or get up late, and have no time to cook for their children, so they just take their children to eat outside.

Lin Zixuan walked around and simply parked the tricycle next to the egg pancake.The lady who baked the omelet pancakes glanced at her and found that she was not a pancake seller, so she didn't say anything.

Anyway, I didn't come here to grab business.

After a while, the aunt felt that something was wrong, why didn't Lin Zixuan put it in other places, but insisted on putting it next to her?After buying egg pancakes, after a few mouthfuls they found that they were too choking, so they bought a cup of soy milk from Lin Zixuan's stall.Lin Zixuan did a good job, it was the first time I saw a paper cup that could be taken away.Now disposable cups are not as popular in the future. Generally, when you are a guest at someone's house, you will take out disposable cups for use.The most important thing is that it is more clean and hygienic, and the parents feel more at ease when they see it. Besides, the ones she sells are indeed not too expensive. They are all ten cents, and she only sells them for five cents.As a result, the price goes up.

The aunt made egg pancakes and observed them carefully for a while. Almost every piece of egg pancake she sold, Lin Zixuan could sell two cups of soy milk.They also specially brought white granulated sugar. If you feel that the taste is weak, you can add sugar yourself.The aunt began to feel bad. Her family wanted to drink sugar water once, which was considered a luxury. They actually took out the white sugar and put it in the soy milk when they were doing business.That child likes to eat sugar, can he resist the temptation of white sugar?

But they just bought it together.

Lin Zixuan sold out almost immediately and was about to close the stall. The aunt's mood improved a little, and she continued to concentrate on making egg pancakes.

Egg pancakes are easy to make, but you must also pay attention to the heat. Just now, the aunt was distracted to count how much soy milk Lin Zixuan sold, and she accidentally burned a few eggs.It caused the aunt to complain to Lin Zixuan, why would she set up a stall next to her if she had nothing to do? Aren't there many places in front of the school?What's more, Lin Zixuan was neatly dressed, and she didn't look like her family was short of money, and she came to compete with others for business.It is clearly uneasy and kind.

The aunt thought that she would no longer be next to Lin Zixuan tomorrow, and she couldn't let her compete for business.

Lin Zixuan was smiling when she left. Now it is different from the future. There are not many soups to accompany the rice. Many people don’t know how to make soy milk and spicy soup, or they feel that it is too troublesome to make, so they don’t make it .In fact, buns are best served with soy milk, fried dough sticks and soy milk.There are some early shops, but now it is almost stone-ground soy milk. It is too troublesome to make, and people don't want to make it.

She calculated carefully, and sold 45 cups of soy milk for a pot, which cost two yuan and twenty-five cents a morning.

The cost of soybeans and cups must also be removed, which is not a lot of money.But the cost of soybeans is not too much, and the cost of cups is not too much, but it is more laborious to grind soy milk.Also more time-consuming.

Lin Zixuan fried the dishes for lunch, and then went to Lu Yu with the stinky tofu that she started making last night.

Lu Yu was thinking about setting up a stall in the night market, when he saw Lin Zixuan approaching, he hurriedly asked her what to do.

"After all the skewers are ready, just bake them. Just sprinkle some seasonings on it." Lin Zixuan quietly took out the stinky tofu and gave it to Lu Yu to taste.

"Stinky tofu?" Lu Yu frowned. He knew about stinky tofu, and he had bought it from other places before. He didn't like it very much, but the locals seemed to like it.I haven't tasted it, so I don't know what it tastes like.

"You don't like it?" Lin Zixuan remembered that many young people liked to eat it later, mainly because of the stimulating taste of chili sauce.

"I was thinking that the barbecue stall should not be too shabby, so I should prepare more things. Some people like to eat stinky tofu, so maybe they can order a portion." Lin Zixuan had already thought about it. Stinky tofu is not expensive, and a portion is only A few cents, paired with drinks and beer, isn't it just right.Dried tofu can also be baked tofu.

"You want the stone mill just to make this?" Lu Yu was inconceivable. Women seem to be very obsessed with food, and they like many kinds of food.It feels so much together.

"There are a lot of things to do, including silken tofu. Anyway, they are all together. It's just a little troublesome. It takes a lot of time." Lin Zixuan felt that the time was not right.But after selling soy milk and going home, I can sleep for a while, so I won't be too sleepy.In the past, I saw that many breakfast shops opened very early, especially for steamed buns. It was very troublesome to say that the buns had to be baked and stuffed before making buns.If you want to cook early, it doesn't seem to be too easy, but fortunately, you can go back to sleep afterward.

Lu Yu endured his nausea and took a sip, then suddenly froze, "I think this can be tried. Although it smells a bit stinky, it tastes good. Maybe some people will like it."

"Isn't there still fried bean dregs? Can you?" Lu Yu suddenly remembered that the fried bean dregs he ate at home were fried by his grandma, and he was worried about wasting them.At that time, he felt that the taste was good, but fried bean dregs could also be used.

Lin Zixuan was not very good at it. Later, if she wanted to drink soy milk, she had to go to the store to buy it or buy a soymilk machine. She had almost never seen bean dregs.She heard from the elders that bean dregs are difficult to fry, and if they are not fried properly, they will become mushy, and it is unpalatable instead.It is not only necessary to master the heat but also pay attention to the time and seasoning, but there are many people who like to eat it.At that time, every household would fry bean dregs when drinking soy milk, because supplies were scarce and they were reluctant to waste them.

"Forget it if you don't." Lu Yu regretted that the things he liked to eat gradually disappeared.

As for the night market, according to what Lin Zixuan said, Lu Yu put some condiments together, cooked the sour plum soup on the stove first, let it cool down, and then frozen it.Take it out at night when you set up a stall.The first thing I noticed was the teacher who was leaving the school late. He walked over, but he just smelled the fragrance.Originally they got off work a little later, they were hungry, and after the smell of barbecue, they couldn't help it, so they came over to take a look.

"You guys, what is this?" I haven't seen it before, but I know beer, but I'm not allowed to drink it during working hours.

(End of this chapter)