After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

Old Yutou was always enthusiastic, and while supporting Hao, he told him the details of the surrounding villages in detail.

"If you want to buy fresh eggs, you might as well go to Yanghe Village, which is closer to your Xiaohe Village. They are also close to the mountains, and you save the effort of taking a boat. They used to be free-range pheasants. The river flooded half of the fields, so we had to rely on those livestock for a living, and it developed later. We usually go to them to buy broiler chickens and eggs.”

The Yanghe village he mentioned was right next to Xiaohe village, separated by a tributary of a river, and it was only two miles away on foot.

Jiang Zhou thought about it, and couldn't help but nodded. Now that the purchase point can almost be determined, he will operate the process of making the chicken cake, and the rest is how to sell the chicken cake.

He stared at the lake quietly and thought.

Speaking of which, most of the time, the Xihe River is calm, and only last year's river surge caused some losses to the villagers, and the rest of the time, only small boats can be seen.The river is clear, the banks are verdant, and the boats are floating on the lake, which can be regarded as the characteristic scenery of this area.

Featured scenery...

Jiang Zhou's eyes lit up—isn't his special pastries and special scenery perfect?Almost at this moment, Jiang Zhou had a bold idea, and this idea required the cooperation of Old Yu. Since he needed his cooperation, Jiang Zhou naturally had to show sincerity. He said: "Old Yu, Come to my place for a glass of water and wine in the evening?"

Old Yu looked at him jokingly: "Why, you hit a wall with your father-in-law, and you are reluctant to part with the good wine I gave you, so you are going to cheat?"

Jiang Zhou had no choice but to laugh: "No, but you also know that I have done a lot of stupid things this year, and now I am sincerely reforming. I just want to take good care of the house and take Wen Yan home. Now I have an idea. I'm not sure, you are the most assertive in the village, so I want to ask you to hold the eye."

He held up Lao Yu's head both in and out of his words, and Lao Yu's head always liked to meddle in such nosy things, so he naturally responded with all his mouth.

When he got home, Jiang Zhou began to think about making chicken cakes.

The materials are ready-made, and they were all exchanged for pork by the villagers just now, but now the tools are not complete. The thatched house where Lao Yangtou lives can only boil water and fry two side dishes on weekdays. It is still a bit embarrassing to make chicken cakes.

Fortunately, although Jiang Zhou's handwork is a bit poor, it is more than enough to make a steamer.

There are bamboos at the entrance of the back mountain. Jiang Zhou chopped a few back, cut them into thin slices with a bamboo knife, polished them smooth, soaked them in hot water, formed a circle around the bamboo chuck, and then used rattan Fix it up, tie the bottom of the cage made of bamboo strips, and then tie the bamboo nails to complete it.Because I had an appointment with Old Yu in the evening, he was anxious to make some samples for him to try. This steamer is not very delicate. Usually, the cage needs to be soaked in water overnight to ensure that the bamboo sticks are soft and pliable. , He intentionally cut the bamboo slices extremely thin, and boiled them in hot water. Although it is not as good as the ones made by nature, it is more than enough to steam a chicken cake.

He made some other tools according to the method that the man remembered, cracked two eggs, and added fine sugar to beat—he thought it was very simple to beat, but who would have thought that this seemingly simple beat would make him a little bit Doubtful about life, the egg liquid was successfully beaten until his hands were sour, and it turned into a paste. He didn't know if it was successful, so he could only follow the steps below, added flour, and dropped two drops of oil into it Mix well, pour into the prepared molds one by one, and put them in the steamer.

While waiting for the egg cake to be steamed, he went to deal with the reserved pig blood.

Because of the short time since he left, the pig's blood was still fresh. He added oil, salt, onion, ginger, and garlic, as well as the spice powder left by the traveler from the corner, and added a little pig's trotter soup left before. Stir while adding, until the pig's blood becomes somewhat thick.

After the pig blood was processed, he carefully cleaned the pig's small intestines—the pig intestines smelled strong and fishy, ​​and were folded together, which was very difficult to wash. Then the casing was tightened, the prepared pig blood was poured in, and the small intestines were tied into sections like sausages in the past, so that the pig blood sausage was ready, and it would be put in later. Just cook it in a pot.

At this moment, the chicken cake is almost steamed, Jiang Zhou opened the pot and took a look: "..."

Looking at those poor-looking chicken cakes, he suddenly understood why Wen Yan suddenly turned his back on him - this was his true level.

His own cooking skills were not bad in the past, but compared with his wife, they are still far behind. Even if there is a traveler's memory bonus now, it is only an advantage in materials and ingredients, as well as novelty. That's all. Soybeans stewed with pig's trotters is only because of the attention to ingredients. When you look closely, it's just a pot of stewed trotters and soybeans. In fact, there are not many complicated processes, and the current chicken cake really exposes him.

Simply because he has always been meticulous, he can quickly figure out what went wrong.He took a closer look at the egg cake. It was different from the smooth surface in the memory of the traverser. There were some cracked lines on it. It was not so soft to the touch, but a little hard. It should be due to the addition of too much flour. , and he didn't seem to eliminate the foam when he sent the egg liquid, and he didn't consider that the egg cake would expand when he poured the liquid into the mold, which caused the top to come off the mold and overflow, so it didn't look good.

He pinched another small piece and tasted it, it was dense and soft, except that the taste was slightly lost due to the addition of too much flour, the rest was the same as what the traverser remembered.

Now that he knew the reason, he re-steamed a portion according to the adjusted recipe.

While he was frying the pork liver, the old Yutou who got off the boat came to welcome the sunset, holding a pot of water and wine in his hand: "Old man, I don't have anything else. I have the most water and wine. Since I want to rub you today Let’s eat the food, this wine, I’ll take care of it!” After speaking, he sniffed and his eyes lit up: “What delicious food did you make, it smells sweet.”

It wasn't that he was surprised, he was looking at Jiang Zhou's meals in the yard, but the sweet smell in the air was as strong as it was in the house.He has always traveled in the middle of the river, met many merchants, and was lucky enough to smell such a scent once. According to the merchant, he carried a new product from a very large pastry shop in Penghu Town farther away. A small piece of pastry like that costs five cents.

Jiang Zhou brought the fried pork liver to the stone table, then turned around to serve the steamed pork blood sausage, chicken cake and several other side dishes, and stretched out his hand to ask Old Yu to sit down: "Old Yu has a good nose, I That’s what I’ve invited you here this time.”

He pushed the chicken cake towards Old Yu's head.

Old Yutou has been a little curious for a long time. Now he picked up one of the cakes and observed carefully. The one in his hand should also be a piece of pastry, but it was not as hard as the pastries he had seen, but rather soft, which made him a little bit reluctant to eat: " What's this?"

"This is called chicken cake. The pastry I have been thinking about recently was intended to fill some households. Now that I have made it, I am a little worried about how to sell these things."

Old Yutou is also a smart person. As soon as Jiang Zhou explained the situation, he understood: "You mean to put these things on the boat for sale?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "I've thought about it carefully, among the boats that come and go on this small river, yours is the most stable, and all the folks are willing to praise your market, there is nothing better than selling it on your boat. There's a better way."

Old Yu laughed: "Aren't you afraid to tell me that I will take the opportunity to ask for a high price, or threaten you?"

Jiang Zhou poured a glass of wine for him: "Since I dare to mention this matter to you, I can trust you. Don't worry, the chicken cakes are priced at three Wen each, and if the materials and labor are not included, I will pay ten cents of the money I get. How about a five-cent profit for a chicken cake?"

He has already calculated that two eggs can make six chicken cakes, and if he makes thirty chicken cakes, after excluding the cost of fine sugar, flour, and the profit for the old man, he can still make a net profit of thirty Wenqian can also open up sales, and form a long-term cooperative relationship with Lao Yutou, which is really stable and not losing money.

Old Yu bowed his head and thought for a while, he had already tasted the taste of this chicken cake just now, it was really good, he had some money in the hands of the guests on the ship, and he could sell it easily, so he just thought about it for a while He readily agreed.

The two drank wine for a while, and agreed on the time to hand over the chicken cakes tomorrow. It was not until the moon was in the sky that Lao Yu went home drunk.

After tidying up everything, Jiang Zhou lay on the still cold bed, thinking about Wen Yan in a daze, and slowly fell asleep.