Little Chef [Rebirth]

With stuffing in hand, Ning Xiuyuan occasionally looked outside and saw the sky was getting brighter, so he wished to split the time into two parts - he had a lot of unfinished business, but it took up a lot of work for one night. Not a good location!

After finally making the stuffing of the buns, Ning Xiuyuan calculated the time and had to speed up the speed of making the buns.

Wrap the buns in the fastest time, and then put the drawers of buns in the pot to cook. After that, Ning Xiuyuan took the pumpkin he bought yesterday and started to make pumpkin pies.

The recipe for pumpkin pies is simple and uncomplicated, so in less than a quarter of an hour, Ning Xiuyuan had already fried forty or fifty, and they were all neatly stacked on a clean tray, golden and golden, looking Very nice.

As soon as the preparations for the sale were finished, Ning Xiuyuan began to wash the rice and prepare breakfast for him and Mo Fanyu.

Putting the washed rice in a pot aside to boil, Ning Xiuyuan remembered that he had asked Mo Fanyu to pick the vegetables just now, so he walked to the other side, just about to take the picked vegetables to wash.As a result, after seeing how the dish was picked, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

——The inedible rotten leaves and good leaves that should have been picked off were piled up in a mess, and they were completely indistinguishable, while the edible stalks were thrown to the other side, leaving a bare piece... This is completely done Bai Gong.

Pressing down on Mo Fanyu's hand that was about to continue to take the dishes, Ning Xiuyuan said: "This is enough, you, go and have a rest."

Mo Fanyu raised his head and glanced at Ning Xiuyuan, then lowered his head, looked at the vegetables he had been picking for a long time, pursed his pretty lips, and said, "Did I make a mistake?"

Ning Xiuyuan wanted to say, 'Yes, yes, look what the hell you've done', but he still couldn't say it.

Because in the final analysis, Ning Xiuyuan also knows that the boy squatting in front of him is not the same as him or even the original owner of his body. Sometimes he doesn't even know how to wear clothes by himself, how can the other party understand this kind of kitchen work, and he has never taught him——

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan looked at the young man in front of him and said gently: "It's not your fault, I forgot to tell you how to make it just now, come on, let me teach you how to pick this dish the right way..."

After demonstrating once himself, Ning Xiuyuan watched Mo Fanyu's eyes brighten and filled with novelty, and couldn't help shaking his head, feeling that he was still a child after all.

In the end, Ning Xiuyuan still used the vegetables picked by Mo Fanyu, but it took him a while to pick out the rotten leaves one by one, and then took a bunch of stems and leaves to wash.

Cut the vegetables into small pieces and put them into the porridge that was almost cooked, and added some salt. Ning Xiuyuan scooped it with a big spoon to make sure that the porridge in the pot was fully cooked, and then turned off the fire.

Counting the time in my mind, it was almost three quarters of the hour (6:45), Ning Xiuyuan put two bowls of porridge in front of himself and Mo Fanyu respectively, and put two buns in the middle of the table, saying: "Hurry up Let's eat, the morning market is about to start.

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Mo Fanyu: "Well, I'll go with you after eating."

"Okay." Ning Xiuyuan nodded, and then buried his head in eating. He drank the porridge in two or three bites, and then took the buns on the plate and started to chew.

Compared with Ning Xiuyuan's casual way of eating, Mo Fanyu looked extremely elegant, but his speed was not slow either. He knew that there was no time for him to eat breakfast slowly.

Fortunately, although Mo Fanyu was raised by a rich family, he was picked up by Ning Xiuyuan for unknown reasons and would not go back, but fortunately he is a very easy-going person, and he is not picky at all—Ning Xiuyuan did He ate whatever he wanted, and he didn't show any displeasure.

This also made Ning Xiuyuan very satisfied with him, feeling that it would be good to live together like this.

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After the two of them finished their breakfast, Ning Xiuyuan moved the steamed stuffed buns and steamed buns to be sold today together with the cauldron to the donkey cart at one go, then sealed the tray with pumpkin slices and put them on the donkey cart together. A handful of firewood was placed beside him.After getting everything ready, Ning Xiuyuan led the donkey cart and took Mo Fanyu to the morning market.

The morning market was not far from Ning Xiuyuan's home, and it took less than a quarter of an hour to arrive. At this time, the sun had already risen, and although it wasn't too warm on the body, it was able to dispel some of the coolness.

When Ning Xiuyuan arrived with the donkey cart, the place where he usually set up his stall was still empty, so he took Mo Fanyu and walked over with the donkey cart, skillfully set up the brackets, put the cauldron on it, and I went to someone to borrow water and poured it into it, started a fire, and when the water in the pot boiled, I put the buns and steamed stuffed buns in the pot again to keep warm.

Mo Fanyu stood next to Ning Xiuyuan, seeing him busy to and fro, he went up to give him a helping hand.

Ning Xiuyuan looked up at Mo Fanyu, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"Do you have to do this every day?" Mo Fanyu asked aloud, his injury happened just recently, and Ning Xiuyuan never asked him for help, so it was the first time for him to set up a stall with him.

Ning Xiuyuan didn't raise his head, and replied, "That's right, these steamed stuffed buns need to be warm to sell well. Cold steamed stuffed buns don't taste good and don't taste good. Customers won't want to buy them."

"Oh." Mo Fanyu said, "I will come with you from now on."

Ning Xiuyuan raised his head when he heard the words, and opened his eyes wide: "Aren't you going home? Your injury has healed."

Mo Fanyu frowned, unwilling to talk about his own affairs, but said: "I'm not going back yet, so I'll help you sell it together in the future." After a pause, he continued: "It's for you accommodation money."

Ning Xiuyuan thought about it, but he didn't refuse after all. This was indeed a big temptation. Although Mo Fanyu didn't know anything, he could learn. He could relax a lot with someone helping him.

Therefore, Ning Xiuyuan nodded, "That's fine."

The conversation between the two of them ended quickly, because the first customer had already arrived, and when he heard that the other party needed two steamed buns and three pieces of pumpkin pie, Ning Xiuyuan had already wrapped the customer's needs and handed them to him with a smile on his face. Show a big smile, people will feel good when they see it.

Carefully putting the received copper coins into the money jar, Ning Xiuyuan said to Mo Fanyu, "Stand by and have a look. If I'm too busy, you can come and help me."

As soon as the words fell, the second guest came over, and then the third and fourth... Soon, the pumpkin pie was sold out, and a regretful guest was sent away. Ning Xiuyuan thought, let’s make it tomorrow It would be nice to have more.

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In fact, at the very beginning, Ning Xiuyuan didn't think of selling pumpkin pies.

He is a chef of a Sichuan restaurant. He usually cooks meals with heavier flavors. He rarely cooks these small snacks. After all, there are special chefs for this kind of small snacks. He can't take other people's jobs, right?So at the beginning, he only planned to sell some steamed stuffed buns and stuff like that, not to mention that his whole body only cost two taels of silver, which was really very little.

Then one day, when Ning Xiuyuan set up a stall to sell breakfast food, there happened to be a farmer next to him. He sold the fruits and vegetables he had grown himself, including pumpkins. He heard that the price of pumpkins was very cheap, as long as three pennies each. Ning Xiuyuan's eyes lit up, but he was not small, and soon thought of pumpkin pie.

Moreover, pumpkin seeds can also be used to fry melon seeds and sold as snacks for children, killing two birds with one stone!

The only difficulty is that the pumpkin cake needs to be deep-fried in an oil pan, and the oil for the deep-fried cake must be vegetable oil, and Ning Xiuyuan only has some lard at home, which is not enough for him to cook by himself. To buy oil, it costs twenty or thirty cents for a catty of oil, which he doesn't have at all.

So Ning Xiuyuan had to brazenly spend three or four pennies for some base oil from those oil sellers walking around the streets for several days in a row, and it took four or five days to finally gather half a pot of oil.

The first time he tried to make it, Ning Xiuyuan didn't know much about it, and he didn't know if anyone would like the taste, so when he took out the fried golden and crispy pumpkin pie, and Mo Fanyu tasted it, he was very satisfied. When he raised his smile, he was almost not excited!

Ning Xiuyuan grabbed Mo Fanyu's hand, and the excitement on his face was beyond words: "Is it really delicious, and everyone will really like it?"

Mo Fanyu was obviously confused by Ning Xiuyuan's sudden grasp of his hand. He was not used to this kind of contact with people, so he stared at Ning Xiuyuan for a long time before slowly nodding: "Someone will like it." of."

Ning Xiuyuan was encouraged, so he really sold the pumpkin pie and the steamed buns the next day.

The result is really good. Although everyone has never seen pumpkin pie, many people are curious, so they will buy one and try it, because they don’t make many at first, so they come and go again and again, but they are sold out quickly. up.

The pumpkin cake alone made Ning Xiuyuan seventy or eighty Wen, deducting two pumpkins for six Wen, egg oil, flour, seventy-seven, eighty-eight or thirty Wen, and he made a net profit of forty or so. Woolen cloth.

Very good value.

That's why Ning Xiuyuan started selling pumpkin cakes, and occasionally fried pumpkin seeds, and he was the only one in this shop.

After testing the waters for the first time, Ning Xiuyuan unswervingly moved forward on the road of selling pumpkin cakes, and the facts directly proved that it was indeed a broad road, allowing him to make a profit in just six or seven days. Nearly four hundred wen.

So, every night, Ning Xiuyuan held the money jar, watching the more and more copper coins inside, his eyes were almost narrowed.

It’s just that Ning Xiuyuan also understands that this pumpkin pie is not difficult to make, the ingredients are not expensive, and there is no special secret recipe, and the business gets better as time goes by. Everyone sees that he sells well, and there should be imitators soon In the end, this business will still be divided.

But it didn't matter much, and Ning Xiuyuan didn't want to regard this pumpkin pie as his own specialty, so he didn't really care about it.