Pastoral home has a fierce wife

Chapter 82 Stir-Fried Pork Intestines
The curious person took it and ate it, his eyes lit up, and he said, "It's so delicious, how do you sell this?"

"A small portion of Wu Wen, a large portion of ten Wen," Wang Yi pointed to the two bowls, a small rice bowl and a large rice bowl. Ten texts in a big bowl."

"It's so expensive!"

Someone couldn't help shouting.

"In order to research this exclusive secret system, I spent a hundred taels of silver, so what is expensive is the unique secret system, not the main material, but my formula," Wang Yi said very seriously, but in fact it was not true. It costs a hundred taels of silver, because she already knew the materials and process, so she spent ten taels of silver research fees to research it out. Besides, she sells sausages every day, and she earns seven or eight taels of money every day. For her, these ten taels of silver are not unaffordable.

"Wow—"

Everyone was a little shocked when they heard Wang Yi's words. If this is the case, the five cents and a small bowl are indeed not expensive.

Because most of the people were poor and had no money to buy these foods, they didn't move. The stewed stir-fried pig intestines became cold in no time.

"Give me a copy," said a familiar voice from the crowd, it was Dr. Xiaolin!
Wang Yi: "..."

During the past month when she was selling sausages, Dr. Xiao Lin was a sure patron. Even if she didn't go out to practice medicine, she would come to buy a bunch of them. Now that Wang Yi sells new food, Dr. Xiao Lin is here again.

Say it is a regular customer, yes, but between Dr. Xiaolin and her, because Dr. Lin's "quick talk" said something, a layer of gauze appeared inexplicably, it was that kind of slightly pink, with It's a little ambiguous.

Wang Yi handed out the stir-fried pig intestines, and smiled at Dr. Xiaolin as if nothing had happened.

——Alas... can we really pretend that nothing happened?Thinking of Dr. Xiaolin going to find a stable woman who will deliver the baby for him; thinking of Dr. Xiaolin’s ambiguous expression in front of him and not minding her remarrying after giving birth; thinking of him patronizing her business every day; thinking of someone looking for trouble before, Dr. Xiaolin jumped come out to help; think of...

Wang Yi was in a daze, but there was no time for her to be in a daze. The customer became impatient when she saw her not moving.

"Oh, yes," Wang Yi hastily handed out a bunch of sausages, cheering up to do something.

It's useless to think too much.

"My stir-fried pig intestines," said the other party.

Wang Yi hurriedly asked: "Large portion or small portion?"

"Small portion," said the humane, after all, this is the first time to eat food, if you just buy a large portion, if it is not tasty, wouldn't it be a waste?

Those who come to buy stir-fried pork intestines are those whose clothes have not been patched. As for the clothes that are covered with quilts, and they want to try fresh food, they naturally buy it with the same money, or in small portions.

Wang Yi is not stingy either, she often puts in some for buyers to try, stir-fried pork intestines, and they are sold out quickly. Today, I counted and harvested 18 taels of silver. After deducting the cost of six taels, there are still 12 taels. What a good thing.

Wang Yi and He Fangshi cleaned up.

After returning home, Wang Yi still failed to fill the pig intestines with that amount. As for the pig large intestines used for stir-frying, they were first cleaned with vinegar and wine, scalded and filtered, and then soaked for a while to remove the fishy smell more thoroughly. The next thing is to marinate. After marinating, let it dry and fry it tomorrow morning. You can’t fry it overnight, otherwise the taste will not be the same.

When Wang Yi went out to buy things, she used space transfer to put them directly into the black ring, and kept the money. When everyone thought the things were stolen, they found the money. They were relieved to know that things were not stolen.

In this way, Wang Yi bought a bed, ready-made quilts, fabrics, needles and threads, water, and other things that will be used in normal times or in the future.

At this time, Wang Yi's eight-month-old stomach was like a large semicircular ball on top of it, and her body was thin and small, which was very shocking to see.

Even so, in the morning of the next day, Wang Yi went to sell as usual, and just set up a stall, there was a woman with a patch on her clothes, holding a comatose child, standing in front of her stall, crying: " My son ate your sausage yesterday and fell into a coma, woo woo..."

(End of this chapter)