90s Little Struggle

Chapter 132
Zhao Laosi smiled at her very kindly: "Xiao Hong and the others have been thinking about you all the time. When you come, treat this as your own home. Don't be polite."

Then he picked up the apron and tied it on, and went to take Xiao Hong's place and started frying chicken.

He was still thinking about Yan Hong all the time: "Xiao Hong, is Yan Hong here too? Later, you can send some stewed pork and fried chicken to Xu's family. Do you think it would be suitable for them as well?"

Xiao Hong didn't want her stepfather to praise them too much, and she was also worried that Xu Xinning's thoughtful mother might mistakenly think that their family was greedy for something.

"No, I asked Brother Yan to bring us ketchup. When he brings the things, we can ask him to bring some food home."

Zhao Laosi also nodded, and smiled at her again: "There are guests at home, you cook delicious food, why don't you do it at noon? Can Xiao Fang and Yanyan help you? There are five other people who have ordered lunch Neighbors."

Xiao Hong hurried home: "Okay, I'll cook lunch right now."

When she went to the kitchen, she saw that Xiao Fang was already lighting a fire in the kitchen: "It's too late to buy vegetables at noon, so let's cook some bacon and sauerkraut bamboo shoots, stir-fry green cabbage hearts, and eat all cooked vegetables?"

"That's okay." Xiao Hong saw that the rice in the rice cooker had been cooked and kept warm, and Xiao Mengqiu was not seen peeling bamboo shoots and leaves, so she picked up the bacon that had been soaked in water for a long time: "Dream Sister Qiu, shall we go to Zha Village to dig bamboo shoots and fish tomorrow?"

Xiao Hong thinks that one sheep can be herded, and two sheep can also be herded.

It was agreed to go fishing with Yan Hong, and now it doesn't matter to add another Xiao Mengqiu.

"Okay!" Xiao Mengqiu was very interested: "I don't like fishing, so let's dig bamboo shoots?"

He asked again, "Shall we bring some food home?"

Xiao Fang has lived in Zhacun for so many years, and she is very familiar with the delicious food in the mountains: "No, there are many delicious foods in the house now. Grandpa and the others dried some dried bamboo shoots this year. Let's kill a duck tomorrow. It is delicious when stewed with dried bamboo shoots."

"Let's buy some small fish and shrimps in the village and eat them fresh."

Normally, they would be reluctant to part with the ducks raised by Grandpa Huo Huo.

But this year, my grandfather also raised a lot of broilers, and they are almost ready to sell, so he doesn't want to raise ducks anymore.

Although ducks don't need to bother much, they also lay eggs as they like, and I haven't been able to touch a few at home.

Another thing is that ducks make the house very dirty, compared to keeping chickens is cleaner.

So Grandpa Zhao urged them to eat all the ducks.

Xiao Hong put lard in the pot, boiled the pot with shredded ginger for a while, then put the bacon into the pot and stir-fried, then put the bamboo shoots, and continued to stir-fry the bamboo shoots for a while before adding seasonings and water to start stewing.

Xiao Mengqiu was very surprised when he saw it: "Do you still want to fry it like this before stewing it? We just put the bacon and bamboo shoots into the water and stew together."

Xiao Hong is very confident: "Then you can try it later. Is it the taste that I made or yours?"

"Look at your proud sample." Xiao Mengqiu suddenly smelled the fragrance: "It smells so good, is fried chicken being made outside?"

Xiao Hong thought that there must be firewood burning in the stove, so she called to her sister: "Xiao Fang, take a bowl and put a few yuan in it, let's eat."

Xiao Fang responded, got up and took a bowl, and called Xiao Mengqiu to go out together: "Let's go together."

Xiao Mengqiu is someone who has eaten KFC in the provincial capital, and he is also curious about the taste of their fried chicken.

When they came outside, they saw more than ten people surrounded the alley, most of them were children.

Xiao Fang took her back again, walked from the back of the house to the alley, began to help with the weighing, and added tomato sauce according to the requirements of the guests.

Zhao Feifei also needs to collect money, change money, and greet guests by the way.

The frying pan was big, and it could fry about ten catties in one pot. After the pot was sold, there were still five pieces of fried chicken left, so Zhao Laosi poured it into a big bowl and greeted with a smile: "Come on, you guys have a taste. "

He put the marinated chicken pieces into the oil pan and fried them himself.

Xiao Mengqiu picked up a piece of fried chicken and tasted it carefully, then nodded: "It's delicious, the taste is similar to the one sold in KFC, you can eat it too."

"Then you eat more." Xiao Fang leaned close to her ear and whispered, "No matter how delicious something is, if you eat it for several months, you will lose your appetite."

Xiao Mengqiu gave her a supercilious look: "If you dare to speak out, you will be beaten to death. You are showing off!"

Even their family can be regarded as a middle-class family, and they are reluctant to buy fried chicken often.

It costs about ten yuan per person, how many are willing to buy it?
Although the taste of fried chicken may not be as good as that of KFC, and it may not be as delicate as KFC, but people nowadays will not be picky about this detail.

And Xiao Mengqiu also found out that the price they sell is not expensive, only three yuan and five pounds, so many people come to buy it.

After she returned to the kitchen, she asked inexplicably, "The business of fried chicken is so good, why did it start selling it so late? And I heard from Feifei that the three barrels will not be sold after they are sold out?"

"Sister, this is just a small town? Not many people are willing to buy it." Xiao Hong couldn't help laughing: "And there is a fried chicken shop in the town. If we prepare too much, we won't be able to sell it."

"I'm preparing twenty chickens today. That's because it's a holiday. Usually, we don't sell ten chickens."

After hearing this, Xiao Mengqiu couldn't help muttering: "Three yuan and five pounds a catty is not too expensive. If this is in the provincial capital, there must be people queuing up to buy it all day long. This is much more affordable than the fried chicken in KFC. "

Xiao Hong fantasized about the scene she was talking about, and her heart moved.

If she went to the provincial capital to open a fried chicken shop, the business would definitely be very good.

But to find a supplier of broiler chicken, and to face people who are jealous and want to steal... At that time, she will be trapped by a fried chicken shop.

She didn't want to be marinated by the smell of fried chicken.

So she retorted very calmly: "The rent in the provincial capital is also more expensive, and it will be imitated soon."

After lunch was ready, Yanyan followed Grandma Zhao down to have lunch.

Xiao Hong first served out the lunch ordered by others, and then invited everyone to have lunch together.

But Wu Julan won't come down to eat, besides, she just ate a bowl of rice wine and egg custard, and she can't eat it now.

Later, Xiao Hong will cook some noodles for her with chicken soup.

Now Zhao Laosi and Zhao Feifei are still busy selling fried chicken, they have lunch before going to replace them.

Therefore, only Grandma Zhao, the Xiao sisters, Zhao Yanyan and Xiao Mengqiu were on Xiaofang's table.

However, there were not all people eating, and the dishes were quite complete, and Xiao Mengqiu, a distinguished guest, was not neglected at all.

A bowl of hot fried chicken, a plate of pork head meat, a plate of chopped braised chicken, a large bowl of bacon and sauerkraut bamboo shoots, and a plate of green cabbage hearts.

Xiao Fang also deliberately opened a few bottles of soda.

Grandma Zhao greeted with a smile: "You are welcome, eat more!"

Xiao Hong also specially put the prepared spicy dish in front of Xiao Mengqiu, and put several pieces of pork head meat for Grandma Zhao: "Yes, let's eat it while it's hot."

(End of this chapter)