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Chapter 59 Fried Stinky Tofu
Five days later, the stinky tofu experiment was successful. When Rourou just took it out, Mother Wen looked at the layer of long hair on the tofu, sniffed it, then covered her nose and looked up, staring at her like an idiot, and asked, "What do you cut?" Xia Baibu, my dowry, and spoiled so much tofu, to make these stinky things?"

"That's right, it's going to stink." Genuine took the tofu out of the big vat covered with dry straw, removed the white cloth on it, nodded and said: "Fry it again later, and mix it with the prepared one. You can eat the marinade."

"What! You still want to waste oil to fry this?" Mother Wen's eyes widened, and she said anxiously: "No! If you eat your stomach badly, you will have to spend money to hire a doctor for you."

With a gentle smile, she ignored her, picked out all the stinky tofu by herself, and took them to the kitchen.After a while, there was a stinky burnt smell from the kitchen. Strange to say, it was obviously a disgusting smell, but for some reason, it was a bit appetizing. Mother Wen sniffled involuntarily, and Even Wen Gang, who was writing in the room, put down his pen and ran out to ask what the smell was, so weird.

When Ruan Rou brought out the fried stinky tofu while it was still hot, and poured it with seasoning marinade, Wen Gang couldn't help but pick up a piece and stuff it into his mouth to eat.The fried stinky tofu just out of the pan was so fresh and hot that it made his tongue ache, but he couldn't bear to spit it out, so he could only breathe in his mouth desperately, chewing and swallowing two mouthfuls while sighing, but he felt a warm feeling It goes straight down the throat and into the stomach, feeling good all over.

Wen Gang ate three pieces of fried stinky tofu in one breath, and he relieved the slander slightly. He felt that his body, which was a little cold, was warmed up at this moment, and then he shouted loudly: "It's so good!" It was really hot and painful. quick.

Mother Wen's eyes widened. Her son's movements were too fast. Before she could stop her, she saw him bury his head in eating again, and said worriedly: "Don't eat it, it's such a dirty thing, it will hurt your stomach after a while!" Even so, she was also a little curious in her heart, is this stinky thing really delicious?
Rourou looked at Wen Gang, who was devouring it, and laughed straight away, then handed the chopsticks to Mother Wen and said, "Taste it while it's hot, or he will eat it up."

"I won't eat it." The horrible appearance of the long-haired tofu is still in front of my eyes. Mama Wen, who has lived a life of poverty, sometimes eats some rotten food and stinky vegetables, but it is not outrageous enough to want to eat this stinky tofu. This level!
"Try it! I have something to discuss with you later." Rourou couldn't help but put the chopsticks into her hands, ready to go into the kitchen to fry another dish, and bring it to the next door for the old widow and Xiaohuan to taste. After walking two steps, She turned her head and saw Mother Wen frowning, carefully picking up the golden yellow fried stinky tofu on the plate, she felt amused again, thinking to herself, if you really want to do this business, don't let him eat it before others eat it. Seeing the unfried stinky tofu and seeing it after he paid for it, even if he wanted to vomit, it was none of her business.

Hey, is she a profiteer?

The old widow and Xiaohuan didn't see the stinky tofu before frying, so they were more acceptable. The plate of stinky tofu served gently, at first they frowned when they smelled the smell. It was eaten up.The old widow ate the last piece with her mouth pursed, and after pondering it for a while, she said in puzzlement, "It's so strange, such a stinky thing tastes delicious, and it also has a umami taste."

"Yeah, I was a little afraid to eat it just now." Xiaohuan chuckled lightly, "It's really smelly. Before you came over, I could smell it through the wall. I thought it was some kind of stinky shrimp paste. Cook."

The soft-fried stinky tofu was tested successfully, and the taste is fine, everyone seems to be able to accept it, and the price of this snack is not too expensive, which belongs to the food that ordinary people can afford.After discussing with her family, she decided to try to set up a small stall first. Anyway, there are not many things to buy, just two small tables, a few benches, an oil pan and a small stove. spread out.In addition to some small porcelain dishes and bamboo chopsticks, Wen Rou also prepared a lot of bamboo sticks and dried lotus leaves, which is convenient for diners to string stinky tofu on bamboo sticks and eat while walking, or wrap it up and take it home.

It doesn't take much effort to prepare these things, and they are all done in two days. There is no problem with the manpower for setting up the stall. There are a lot of idlers at home. Mother Wen was sent to fry stinky tofu, while Wen Wen and Wen Gang were on the sidelines. Qian washes dishes to greet guests, Xiaohuan can't show his face, so he is responsible for making stinky tofu and housework at home.

The division of labor is clear, and things are done quickly, and the stalls of fried stinky tofu are quickly put out.Coming back from the stall for the first time, Ruan Rou carefully counted the copper coins sold that day, and found that it was only about 100 copper coins. After deducting the cost, the net profit was only more than [-] copper coins, not too much, just enough for the family’s daily expenses. , not counting the monthly rent.

That does not work!The family worked hard all day, but the money they earned was beyond their means!It is impossible to save money.Rou Rou stared at the copper coins on the table, frowning silently.

"Why don't we eat less in the future?" Mother Wen doesn't have any money-making skills. She thinks it's pretty good to earn more than 100 Wen a day, but she always feels that the food at home is very good. Meals were changed to three meals, with fish or meat every meal, and the money spent on food every month was really too much.

"No! This can't be saved." Ruan Rou disagreed: "The purpose of making money is to eat and wear clothes, and my younger brother and Xiaoxi are growing up, so it's impossible not to eat more." In fact, she herself is still developing, She needs to eat more nutritious things, and as a chef, she is more picky about what she eats than ordinary people, so she doesn't want to eat bran and swallow vegetables all day long, otherwise, what else is there to do in such a day?
Xiaohuan thought for a while and said, "No one has ever eaten this fried stinky tofu. It's the first time I've seen it out of the stall today. I'm afraid many people are afraid to taste it because of the smell. I think it will take a few days. More people will eat it."

Wen Rou nodded silently when she heard the words, and took the hairpin to pick out the wick for Wen Gang who was buried in writing, so as to make the light brighter.

What Xiaohuan said was right. After a week of opening the stall, the smell of fried stinky tofu can fill the whole street every day, attracting many curious diners. There are also quite a few customers. Seeing that the daily profit has doubled, it has somewhat added two points of confidence to Wenrou.

A month later, the smell of fried stinky tofu has become an indispensable part of the street scene. Wenrou calculated a net profit of [-] yuan, which can be saved after deducting food expenses, rent and other sporadic expenses. Although it was not much, it made her see the hope of the future, and she felt a little more longing for a better life in her heart.

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Merry Christmas guys~
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