After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Considering that it is the first time to sell soup dumplings, it will be an instant hit, so she deliberately chose high-quality hind legs that are three-percent fat and seven-percent lean.

There is no meat grinder, so the meat can only be minced manually, first with bare hands and then with a filling board. Not only is the order clear, but there is even a certain rhythm.

"It's so lively..."

Wen Chengming was attracted by the buzz in the kitchen. He poked his head. His mother and elder sister had things to do, and his grandmother and sister-in-law were also busy in the kitchen. Instead, he became an idler.

"You, wait and try it."

Cheng Weiyao turned her head and glanced at Wen Chengming who was poking his head, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth...

The next day, early in the morning, Cheng Weiyao led the family's female relatives to prepare to open the stall, and the small cart that the grandfather's family used to push the aunt back was naturally requisitioned, and after simple processing by Wen Chengyun, the labor force, it became a steamed stuffed bun stall.

"My mother and Ayu are in charge of tea eggs and roujiamo, and my grandmother and I are in charge of filling soup dumplings. In order not to compete for business, one of us is at the end of the street and the other is in the middle of the street. We can see each other, so we can take care of each other."

Seeing that they were approaching the intersection, Cheng Weiyao simply arranged for today's location.

Both tea eggs and Roujiamo can be bought and taken with you to eat while walking, so it is more advantageous on the street. As for the soup dumplings, you need to sit down and taste them slowly. Relatively speaking, the traffic in the middle of the street is greater. .

In case there is nothing you like or you are not full on the street, it should not be a bad feeling to sit leisurely on the side of the street, watch people come and go, and indulge in delicious food.

As a result, as soon as the carts of the imperial concubine and Wen Liyu appeared on the street, all eyes spontaneously focused on them.

"Tea egg beauty, the one who opened the stall today is the beauty from before!"

"Isn't this my mother-in-law? Let me give my son-in-law a meat sandwich and two tea eggs!"

The corner of Cheng Weiyao's mouth twitched slightly. She probably knew why the sales of the stalls of the imperial concubine and Wen Liyu had stabilized. This was a naked beauty effect!

I am a stall owner with hair in a bun, even if he is young, he is married, but Wen Liyu is different, at first glance, he looks like a big girl with yellow flowers in the boudoir, and there is a half-mature mother like the imperial concubine. look aside.

This is where breakfast is sold, this is clearly a large ancient young male courtship scene...

The imperial concubine is obviously used to it. A person with such a thin skin can continue to sell buns and collect money without blushing and heartbeat.

And Wen Liyu is mainly responsible for the sales of tea eggs, and does not take cash. Firstly, most of the tea eggs are bought by children, and secondly, it is to avoid too much physical contact with male customers, such as sneaking small hands when giving money.

"Grandma, let's go."

Cheng Weiyao stood and watched for a while, confirming that they could control the situation, and then nodded slightly.

Compared with the streets that became lively because of Wen Liyu's arrival, the center of the street seemed much deserted. After simply setting up the small square table and chairs, Cheng Weiyao and his aunt started the project of steaming soup dumplings.

First boil the water and wait for the steamer to ventilate, then put the kneaded Xiaolongbao into the pot, turn to medium-low heat and steam for more than 10 to [-] minutes, and during this time, Cheng Weiyao and his aunt continued to wrap the buns.

"Hey, this stall owner looks familiar. Isn't this the old lady who sells meat buns? This is a new stall..."

"Is that the point? Look at the old lady next to her. If I remember correctly, it seems that it was rumored before that she would die from an infectious disease. Why do I look more energetic than my old lady..."

One after another in the middle of the street, masters began to be taught. Some recognized Cheng Weiyao, while others recognized Auntie.

When my aunt was ruthlessly sent back to Qingping Prince's Mansion by her grandfather's family before, many onlookers saw it. She really stepped into the gate of hell with half her foot, and the doctor shook her head when she saw it.

But now not only is she living well, but when she stands next to a young man like Cheng Weiyao, she also has a ruddy face and is full of energy, not even a bit sick.

Suddenly being stared at by so many people, my aunt was a little embarrassed, but Cheng Weiyao took the time to open the lid.

"Grandmother, you should pay attention to the time and heat of the soup dumplings. Unlike traditional steamed buns, you don't need to continue to simmer for a while. The soup dumplings will not collapse and retract. You should open them immediately after steaming. If you simmer for a long time, the soup inside The juice will soften the skin of the buns and cause the soup to leak easily..."

"Okay... That Wei Yao, will my presence here affect your business?"

Auntie spoke with some anxiety. After all, the previous rumors were so pervasive. People these days are superstitious. If they don't know the inside story and think that they are sick and put on soup dumplings, wouldn't it be a delay in doing business?

Cheng Weiyao blinked her eyes, glanced at the nearby observers, and smiled softly: "How could it be? Grandma is a living sign, and I can tell us to make soup dumplings to prolong our lives."

After being teased by Cheng Weiyao, my aunt relaxed her nervous nerves. Anyway, she was sitting upright, and it was the master's family who were ruthless, so what should I be afraid of!

Thinking about it this way, Auntie's back straightened a lot, and Cheng Weiyao intentionally nourished her diet these days, the qi she lost before had already been replenished, and she even looked younger because she was full of energy.

The aroma of soup dumplings soon spread along the center of the street towards both ends, and the time was almost ripe, and Cheng Weiyao began to yell.

"Open the window first, then drink the soup. Swallow it in one gulp, and the mouth will be full of fragrance. What you drink is beauty and beauty, and what you drink is health and longevity!"

Beauty and beauty can accurately capture women's love for beauty, and health and longevity directly locks in the wishes of people of different ages. In addition, Cheng Weiyao is indeed fair and beautiful, and my aunt... can be said to be brought back to life.

The stall quickly surrounded many eager diners, and the first one to open was Zhou Yao, who used to like tea eggs.

Children don't have as many taboos as adults, what's sick and not sick, he saw it and wanted to eat it, and bought it with a finger, as for the aunt?In his eyes, he is just an insignificant passerby.

"Mom, how do you eat this?"

As soon as the soup dumplings came up, Zhou Yao, who was sitting on a small stool, held his chopsticks and was a little bit helpless. He was once again stumped by the delicious food made by this woman.

"Didn't you yell just now, open the window first, then drink the soup, swallow it in one gulp, full of fragrance."

Cheng Weiyao took a comforting look at his wife's perplexed expression, and took the initiative to answer the questions. She still had a little affection for this arrogant young master.

After all, I was counting on him to give a good review and give myself a good start!