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Chapter 285: Cooking a meal and coming up with an idea to make money
I made a mistake. I forgot that scorpions only come out during the Waking of Insects. It doesn't matter. I'll just find a reason to get rid of them. Anyway, I looked for them under the city wall. As for where to find them, I'll figure it out myself.

As soon as they returned to the yard, Banggeng, who was learning to read, acted as if he had seen something rare. He could not recognize the words at all. He hurried over and found a small stick to poke the scorpion in the bottle.

"What are you going to do with this thing when you get home?"

When Li Jun saw the scorpion in the bottle, he frowned and asked Wang Luo.

"It's for medicinal use. Isn't my Uncle Chen sick? I plan to use this as medicine for him. It's a good thing. Ordinary people can't catch it. You guys, don't get stung!"

Wang Luo spoke with great confidence. After all, his medical skills were now recognized, but he still needed to study for some time.

"You're just giving this to Uncle Chen?"

At this time, He Yushui came in with Liu Yue, who was pregnant. Liu Yue was definitely the object of observation now. When she was pregnant, Sha Zhu had treated her like the Buddha. Now she was diagnosed with twins, which was even more outrageous. He clearly stated that someone must look after her at home, and she must be careful when walking, etc. It can be said that she was taken care of to the extreme. How could Liu Yue bear this? She practiced martial arts herself, and she couldn't stand it if she didn't move at all all day. But no one listened to him. This time, everyone stood on Sha Zhu's side.

"Sister, be careful when you cross the threshold. You have two little people in your stomach now. Yes, you are right. Give this to Uncle Chen and give him some medicinal wine at home. It should be very effective. Okay, you guys chat. I will stew this chicken and fry the scorpion and send it to Uncle Chen. I will not be back at night and eat at Uncle Li's house. That's it."

After saying that, he went straight to the kitchen. Before he could start, Sha Zhu came in and took over the work in his hands.

“Are you sure this is a chicken?”

When Sha Zhu saw the thin crocodile dragon meat in his hand, he thought it didn't look like chicken at all, so he raised his head and asked Wang Luo.

"If I say it's a chicken, it's a chicken. It just looks a little weird. Don't worry about it. Stew it quickly. I'll take some of it, and give all of it to Sister Yueyue. She needs nutrition now. It's a pity that my mother is not here. I don't know how she is eating in the Northwest and when she will come back. She is pregnant now!"

He had taken possession of someone else's son's body, so the blood relationship was there. When he saw the stewed crocodile dragon meat, he couldn't help but think of his mother Li Lan. The Northwest was being developed at that time, and it was said that life there was quite hard, especially in Big Ears where they had to live in a cave. But it was not convenient for him to go there, after all, it was related to national security. Even if he could change, he would not cause trouble.

"Don't worry. Didn't the telegram say that I'll be back in a while? It's probably because it's cold now, so it's inconvenient to come from the Northwest. I'll be back when it warms up!"

Sha Zhu comforted Wang Luo, then skillfully put the crocodile dragon into the pot, added water and seasonings and started to stew it. As for the scorpion, he simply washed it, found some soybean oil and fried it.

While the scorpions were being fried, a group of little kids stayed in the kitchen, sniffing their noses and looking inside. Even though it was just after the New Year and they had eaten a lot of good food, the smell was so overpowering that they couldn't help but want to taste it.

"Go, forget it. This is medicine, not snacks. If you want to eat something delicious, go home and get some potatoes. Bring the potatoes here and I'll fry some potato chips for you!" Wang Luo came out and started to chase them away. They were really a bunch of greedy cats, but everyone had the same childhood, and there was plenty of oil anyway, so he just fried some potato chips to satisfy their cravings.

"Oh, there's something delicious!"

Although I didn't know what fried potato chips were, I thought as long as they were fried in oil, they couldn't be bad. I immediately ran home screaming to get some potatoes.

"Will these potatoes taste good if fried?"

After hearing what Wang Luo said, Sha Zhu asked back.

As a native Longguo chef, if you ask Sha Zhu to make traditional Longguo dishes such as shredded potatoes, stewed potatoes with beef, etc., he can probably make many kinds. But these fried potato chips and potato strips of foreigners, haha, it’s not that he can’t make them, it’s that he simply doesn’t bother to make them. What the hell are those things? They’re too unskilled. These foreigners have never eaten any good food!

Look at what the foreigners eat in those short videos of later generations. They just add some salad dressing to cabbage leaves and mix them together to make a meal. There are also skinny old men eating dry bread, and they cook potatoes in a pretentious manner by using a knife and fork to cut and poke them. Isn't it troublesome? They call it an elegant term. Haha, it's so funny.

Some, like the Koreans, even made a TV series "Dae Jang Geum" to promote Korean food, which attracted a group of unknown little princesses to start a Korean food trend. They didn't even look at what they were talking about. It was just a pickle meeting. What good food can there be in a poor country where people can't even afford watermelon? No wonder their king's eyes were dark. He only ate pickles all day long. How could he not have intestinal obstruction? It was caused by malnutrition!

Look at those Chinese students who study abroad. Every time they return home, after getting off the plane, they can choose not to go home, but they must eat something first to satisfy their cravings, because there is no such thing as food abroad. A bowl of knife-cut noodles that can be eaten casually on the street can make the French people marvel. It shows how much suffering they have endured abroad. The children are simply starving.

So when Wang Luo mentioned the fried potato chips, Sha Zhu asked curiously, mainly because he had never made or eaten them before.

"It's just so-so. It's okay as a snack, but forget about it as a staple food. But I heard that foreigners like to eat this. Hey, if foreigners like to eat it, then it's really worth doing. Maybe we can even make some money for the country!"

Wang Luo's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of Lays potato chips. This guy has made a lot of money all over the world. It's just a few dozen grams of this thing, and you can sell it for several dollars by filling it with nitrogen. It's commonly known as selling air, and the cost is so low. This is simply robbing money, so why not make this thing bigger and stronger, and export it abroad? The requirements for a year are not high, and it certainly can't reach tens of billions of dollars in the future. Of course, the current US dollar is very strong and has not depreciated, but making a few million, tens of millions, or even hundreds of thousands of US dollars is also a considerable income. This is a daily consumer product that can bring in continuous income.

"It's just fried potatoes, how can you make money from this?"

Shazhu's brain was so small, how could he understand anything about international business, so he asked out of curiosity.

(End of this chapter)