Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

Listening to the comments coming from the street, the waiter from Fuyue Building frowned and ran to the counter, "The shopkeeper is bad!"

The shopkeeper was busy making calculations when his howling directly interrupted his thoughts.

The shopkeeper frowned and angrily said, "How can you behave like this?"

"Also! My body is strong and very good!"

The waiter shrank his neck and pointed in the direction of Xinghua Building in front, "Xinghua Building is closed..."

Before he finished speaking, a smile immediately appeared on the shopkeeper's face, "It's good to close the door. After closing, we will be the only one in this street!"

The shopkeeper was in a good mood, grinning from the corner of his mouth to his ears. He didn't care about the interruption just now. "Please inform me that each person will receive an increase of 30 copper coins this month."

"Thank you, shopkeeper!" Everyone smiled when they heard the money increase, and the restaurant was full of joy.

Only the waiter who couldn't tell at the beginning had a sad look on his face. He said: "Xinghualou across the street is not just closed for adjustment, not bankrupt. They will have new dishes tomorrow, and they seem to be talking about the mushrooms we sell." Sauce."

He finished speaking in one breath, lowering his head and not daring to look at the shopkeeper's face, quietly waiting for the storm to come.

"Gah?"

The shopkeeper slowly turned his head to look at him, his lips trembling violently, "You...what did you say?"

The waiter closed his eyes resignedly and said what he just said again in one breath.

The shopkeeper still couldn't believe it. He put down his abacus and ran to the door of Xinghua Building. Looking at the big wooden sign, his face turned blue, then red, then black.

When he returned to the restaurant, his popularity was so low that no one else dared to speak, but he always had that one conspicuous person who didn't know what to say, "Hey, hey, shopkeeper, has the thirty copper coins gone up?"

"Increase? What's the increase? Why don't you hurry up and get to work!" The shopkeeper was obviously very angry.

Xinghua Restaurant and them are considered rivals. Their restaurant was the first to open, and it was thriving at that time, so business was naturally very good.

Later, Xinghualou came. They offered a large quantity discount and the taste was pretty good. Most of the customers went to their place.

Later, no matter whether their restaurant lowered the price or increased the quantity, the customer flow was still not as much as theirs. Gradually, people went to Xinghua Restaurant. Their place was getting worse day by day, and they originally thought about closing down.

That day a caravan came to eat with them and brought a jar of fungus sauce for them to help heat up.

There were a lot of people and they ordered a lot, so the shopkeeper agreed. He personally sent the fungus sauce to the kitchen to heat it up. As soon as the fungus sauce was heated, the miso was served immediately.

He couldn't help but taste a piece of fungus stuck to the edge of the pot. He still remembered the taste.

Later, he shamelessly asked the caravan about the origin of mushroom sauce, and heard that it was bought in a mountain col far away, two days away from here.

The shopkeeper offered a high price and bought all the mushroom paste in their hands. He thought that he might be able to bring back a wave of customers by giving it a try.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the fungus sauce came out, the restaurant exploded. The next day, he asked the waiter to find the mountain col they were talking about. He found it, but there was no one there, only a few empty sheds.

Later, he went there a second time, but there was still no one there. Seeing that the mushroom paste was about to disappear, he had no choice but to have someone collect the mushrooms and make it himself. The taste was far different from the one he bought.

I don’t know why, but the fungus sauce he bought was spicy and delicious, while the one he had someone make was so rustic that he himself didn’t like it, let alone the guests.

I have no choice but to mix the remaining fungus paste with the one they made themselves, stir and stir, the taste...

It was okay, at least not that bad, but we still lost some customers.

When he was worried, mushroom paste suddenly appeared over there. Although he didn't know if it was the same as the one he sold, he felt a strong crisis.

He frowned and looked in the direction of Xinghua Tower, a dim light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the waiter who was hanging his head aside, his eyes were full of impatience, "Go and find out where their fungus sauce comes from and whether it is the same as ours."

"Yes." The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, responded and left the restaurant.

Su Yongan followed Su Ziling and helped her carry things without complaint. The two of them went to buy meat first. They bought twenty kilograms each of pork belly, fat meat, and lean meat. They rounded up Butcher Yang's meat and left the rest. The pig's head, pig's guts, and heart were all bought at extremely low prices.

Butcher Yang was so happy that he lost all his teeth. He confiscated the money for the pig bones and lungs and gave them directly to Su Ziling.

After buying the meat, the two went to the grain and oil store. Su Ziling waved her hand and bought a hundred kilograms of brown rice. The price of this brown rice was about the same as corn, only five cents per kilogram. It tasted much better than corn mush, so she simply Just bought some more.

I bought 100 jins of white flour, and 200 jins each of buckwheat noodles and black noodles.

Su Ziling paid the money quickly and said to the waiter: "Please help me deliver it to Xinghua Tower."

"Hey, that's it! Don't worry, we guarantee delivery." The clerk smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed to a slit. He remembered this girl. At first, she bought items weighing several dozen kilograms, and later she bought items worth seventy or eighty pounds. It's more than a hundred pounds, good guy, now it starts directly at five or six hundred pounds.

This wealthy family doesn't bring food like this, and I don't know how many people in her family eat food so quickly.

Su Ziling made an agreement with Shopkeeper Wang that when he goes to pull goods tomorrow, he will help pull the rice and noodles there, saving her the need to find a bullock cart.

After buying rice, noodles and meat, she went to the grocery store to buy some salt and other spices. After buying them, she took Su Yongan to the vegetable market.

If you want to make preserved eggs, you have to buy duck eggs. You can’t do much with just the ones at my fourth uncle’s house.

However, duck eggs are already scarce. If there is really not enough, then you can only use eggs to make up the number.

It is better to make preserved eggs or duck eggs. Eggs can also be made, but the quality is much worse.

Compared with eggs, the shells of eggs are much thinner and the thickness is uneven. Therefore, the quality of preserved eggs made from eggs is much worse, mainly because they are not stable enough.

In addition, lime is needed to process preserved eggs. The pH of egg white coagulation is low. If the raw materials are not prepared properly, the egg white will turn into a puddle of water.

Another is the preserved egg made from eggs. Its protein is transparent, the yolk is yellow, and there is no oil. The taste is quite different from that made from duck eggs, and it does not have the rich and mellow aroma made from duck eggs.

Of course, making that with eggs is the next best thing.

Looking along the way, there were a lot of eggs, but not many duck eggs. Su Ziling frowned. Could it be that eggs were really needed?