The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

So Song Fubao finished his meal slowly, took out the roast duck left before when everyone was drinking, and then sliced ​​it and put it on the table.

She cut up some vegetable stalks, cleaned them, and then spread out a few palm-sized pancakes from the wheat flour at home. As for the sweet noodle sauce, I'm sorry I haven't made it yet.

Sit on the table, pick up the pancakes and start making duck rolls.

"I have selected three ways to eat Beijing Roast Duck. Now it is the first one. Spread my exclusive secret sauce on this cake, then put some shredded beet stalks on it, then put a few slices of roast duck meat, and roll it up Eat, before the sauce is ready, try this first, Grandpa Liu, eat first."

She gave a demonstration while explaining, and Li Xiaoer followed suit and ate it. Shopkeeper Liu was flattered, and couldn't wait to take a bite.

It's not that Tianxianglou has never made roasted duck, but it's either very firewood or very oily, and I haven't figured out a better way to eat it.

And eating this duck, you can obviously feel the labor of the fire. The most rare thing is that you can't taste the earthy smell of firewood, but there is a faint fruity smell.

But it doesn't seem to be the case. Compared with the lightness of the fruity aroma, this taste is a bit heavy and precipitated.

Before he knew it, shopkeeper Liu ate up a roast duck roll.

"Mashed garlic with soy sauce is crushed garlic plus the black water in the kitchen. The portion is slightly small, and it is eaten directly with it. It is salty. If you don't like it, children also like sugar, so the third is to put Grind sugar cubes into fine powdered sugar, and eat it with dipping, the same reason can be obtained, dipping honey is also possible, but it will be too greasy."

Shopkeeper Liu, who had the ingredients, tried them all. As for honey and sugar, he shook his head when he heard it.

But it’s not that no one eats it at all, “Fubao, it’s better to eat the first way, we mainly tell you the first way, please help me make a few more pancakes, there are still many slices of duck hehehehe .”

With a smile in his eyes, shopkeeper Liu took out a small jade card from his purse, and handed it over graciously.

Song Fubao took it and observed it carefully. It was exquisite and translucent, and it looked quite valuable. There was a word "fragrance" vaguely engraved on it, oh, she understood.

"Grandpa Liu, you really understand. You even know how to give girls sachets. No, this is Xiangyu. I haven't seen one made of jade. Will it attract butterflies in the future?"

Li Xiaoer choked in his throat immediately after taking a bite of the roast duck, and coughed for a while.

Shopkeeper Liu smiled awkwardly, "Fubao, don't tease him, this sachet, no, this jade plaque is a token of Tianxianglou, specially made for you, and if you show this plaque at any Tianxianglou in the future, everyone will know you Who is it? It was customized when we talked about dividends before, and it’s just delivered now, so keep it safe.”

So that's the case, Song Fubao nodded, and hung it on his neck directly, with short hands, so within a few minutes, seven or eight pancakes were freshly baked.

Shopkeeper Liu ate until his belly was full, and Li Xiaoer and Boss Song stuffed it into the carriage with all their might in the end. He just lay down in the carriage, dragging Boss Song out of breath and talking.

When the carriage left, Boss Song happily went into the kitchen, but in an instant he brought out a piece of pork, and filled a portion of the unopened pastry that shopkeeper Liu had just sent, and then he was caught by everyone's puzzled eyes. sit down.

"Father, Fu Bao, shopkeeper Liu told me to go to the village head again. He wants to recruit a storyteller seedling, go to Tianxiang Building, and choose a suitable one to stay and work in Tianxiang Building. This person is the priority in our village. Others The villagers should also inform them, by the way, they are said to be smart, and they will be taught to read and write in the future.”

Song Fubao: ...

Who will train?

Who will write the book?

Who will choose?

It can't be her again, no wonder she didn't say a word about it for a long time, and finally directed her father, who is so stupid.

Song Youyin: Here comes the business grabber, is his job still there?

"It's a good thing, you really have to be smart. The teacher will come after our house is built. Then the whole family will study hard for me. By the way, then you can ask the village chief to recruit our wife together." Well, counting the days, the beams of the new house will be erected soon, and at noon, Aunt Li told me that the furniture is almost finished."

Grandma Song nodded and waved her hand. The rest of the family began to pack up the two dining tables for a long time. She simply followed Boss Song to the village head's house, and the two walked away while talking.

Song Fubao followed, but in another direction. Song Youyin followed behind her, "Fubao, today's story hasn't been told yet, alas, I really want to learn to write quickly, so that I can tell the story you told Write it down."

He sighed and kicked the pebbles on the side of the road violently to play.

"There will be a day, take your time, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, third brother, go, come with me to see how big the white radish has grown." I haven't finished this one of the four great classics, just these four parts That's enough for Song Youyin to last him a lifetime.