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Chapter 328: Cooking rice on tiles?

Chapter 328: Cooking rice on tiles?

Tianbao was very helpless: "This is on the carriage. You wait until you get back to prick it. Besides, my silver needle is not that thick."

Qingqing scratched her head: "Yeah, I forgot."

"It's okay, I'll remember it! You can wear it for me when you get back, but does it hurt when you pierce it?" Although she said she was not afraid and wanted to have her ears pierced, Sheng Fangfang was still a little nervous about the unknown.

Qingqing recalled it and said: "It won't hurt when pricking. I will rub two soybeans on your earlobe until you feel nothing. Then bake the needle on the fire and prick it directly."

“So easy?”

Qingqing nodded: "How difficult do you think it is?"

Sheng Fangfang became even more depressed: "I'm even more surprised now, why my family didn't pierce my ears."

"Maybe you were afraid of pain before." Tianbao thought for a long time and could only give this answer.

The three girls were not very old, and they could talk together quickly. When the carriage stopped, the three of them were already holding hands.

Tianbao felt that Sheng Fangfang was quite good-tempered and would no longer be aloof after getting to know her well.

Tianbao looked at the shop's appearance, which was not big, but the location was still good, and there was a second floor, so the venue was quite sufficient.

"Do you like it, little lady?"

"Well, it looks okay, but I just can't think of what to do at the moment?" This place has a hot pot restaurant, a barbecue restaurant, a buffet, and stir-fry dishes, but these are not done on the fly.

"Young lady, you can think about it slowly. If you think this place is okay, I won't rent it out yet."

"Well, let's keep it for now." Tianbao nodded. She was still very satisfied with this store.

After visiting the store, Tianbao bought some food to go home. When he saw the freshly killed beef, he asked Qin Zhong to buy twenty kilograms.

"Twenty pounds? Can you eat it?" Sheng Fangfang said looking at Tianbao's round body.

Tianbao looked at her with a smile: "I have many people in my family, and beef is not available every day."

Sheng Fangfang nodded and swallowed involuntarily as Qin Zhong brought back twenty kilograms of steaming beef.

Tianbao thought for a moment: "It's getting late, shall we go back after lunch?"

"Little Miss, if we go back now, it will be completely dark when we get home. Why don't we go back early tomorrow morning?" Qin Zhong was worried that it would be unsafe on the road.

Tianbao thought for a while, nodded and agreed. Tianbao asked someone to cut the beef into thin slices, then put a little less oil in the pot and began to fry it.

She went to the kitchen and asked for cumin chili noodles, added some sugar and salt, and finally added the dregs of roasted peanuts.

"It's delicious." Tianbao gave a thumbs up. She missed barbecue so much.

"It smells so good!" Sheng Fangfang came in smelling the fragrance. Tianbao gave her chopsticks and she nodded without stopping after taking a bite: "This tastes good, so sell this! It's guaranteed to make money."

“Beef isn’t something you can get every day.”

"What about other meat?"

Tianbao was stunned for a moment: "Other meat can also be used!" Yes!Why didn't she think of it just now?

The cook on the side was a little embarrassed: "Little miss, can I move the small stove for you?" "No, you can get me a stove and we will eat outside." Tianbao said and walked out holding the bowl, thinking in his heart Thinking about the barbecue.

Qin Zhong and Han Laowen came over and looked at the two little girls, each holding a bowl and chattering around the stove.

"Grandpa Zhong, come here and try it." Tianbao handed him a pair of chopsticks and gave him dipping sauce. Qin Zhong took a bite and nodded: "It's delicious." It would be better if he could have a glass of wine.

Han Laowen also got the meat as he wished. Sheng Fangfang was a little helpless: "How old are you, competing for meat with two children?"

"That's so much meat! I've raised you for so many days, and you'll feel bad for eating a bite of meat. You just can't be too kind." He complained but didn't delay eating.

"Grandpa Zhong, do you think I can sell this if I sell it?" Tianbao looked at Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong was stunned for a moment, looked at the pot and small stove, hesitated and said: "It should be possible, but this thing is a bit smokey, I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle."

"What if we find a way to take out some of the cigarette?" Tianbao thought of the few movies he had seen before, but he just didn't know if the scenes in the movies could be reproduced reliably?
"What do you want to do, young lady?"

"Let's eat first. I'll go back and draw the drawings to tell you. The pictures are more vivid. Otherwise, if I say it now, I'm afraid I won't understand." Tianbao already had a simple idea in his mind.

Qin Zhong nodded, and they just sat there and started eating. Han Laowen smiled and said, "Qin Zhong, this reminds me of the days when we used to grill fish and potatoes when I was a soldier."

"Yeah! I didn't bring a pot at that time, and you were still steaming rice on the tiles." Qin Zhong also thought of the past years. He didn't feel bitter at that time, and he doesn't feel it now.

"Cooking rice on the tiles? How to do it?" Several children were confused after hearing this.

Han Laowen said helplessly: "I was young and didn't understand anything at that time. I messed around with it and it was not cooked in the end. It was all wasted." The top part was not cooked and the bottom part was all mushy. In the end, they ate it one by one while holding the tiles. Burnt rice.

Tianbao thought for a moment and said, "What if we roast the meat on the tiles?"

"Tiles? Isn't there a pot?" Qin Zhong said in confusion.

Tianbao thought for a while: "The tiles must heat up faster than the pot."

Han Laowen thought for a while and frowned: "Tiles tend to explode, so don't hurt anyone."

"Grandpa Han, can you burn tiles?" Tianbao felt that tiles were really feasible.

Han Laowen was stunned for a moment: "Yes, I can."

"Then I'll leave this matter to you. You help me burn a batch of tiles that don't like to be fried, and I will use the tiles to barbecue." Tianbao was happy, and finally thought of what to open a store for.

Han Laowen looked at Qin Zhong and motioned for him to stop him. Who knew that Qin Zhong was a bitch, but instead of stopping him, he supported him: "I think this matter is quite new. When the tiles are ready, we will prepare to open the store. "

"Did I say help?" Han Laowen still wanted to struggle.

"Do you want the prince to tell you in person?"

Sure enough, Qin Zhong was very good at hitting the snake seven inches. Tianbao took the opportunity to say: "Don't go home. You are alone anyway. Home is wherever you are."

Sheng Fangfang raised her eyes to express her dissatisfaction, and Tianbao quickly changed his words: "Although there is an extra Fangfang now, it doesn't make any difference. Your craftsmanship is so good, why don't you help me? It's not easy for me as a little girl!"

Looking at Tianbao pretending to be pitiful, Han Laowen felt helpless: "Little miss, are you really only three years old?"

"I am precocious. I am really only three years old. I am not lying." I am only three years old in this life, so saying this is not a lie to you.

(End of this chapter)