"Uncle, you can pick a small cabbage and sell it to me!" Qian Hong didn't count when he woke up the people, but he actually made such a request.

"A smaller one?"

"Yes."

"Oh, it's not enough trouble, in this way, young man, you can pick it yourself, the uncle will give you one directly, and the grain depot will be a dead mouse...... What a big deal!"

"It's not good, how can I ask for your food for nothing?"

"It's okay, it's all grown by my own family, it's not bad for this one. ”

"Then I thank you, let's go back and buy goods together!"

"What should you do?

"It's complicated to explain, you'll find out later, uncle. Qian Hong sold a pass, picked a small cabbage, that is, a cabbage heart of about 2-3 catties, and then returned to his basket, stretched out his feet to wipe the string of words he wrote clean.

"Ren Hongwei, don't go shopping, come back and look at the stall for me. It just so happened that Ren Hongwei flashed from not far away, and Qian Hong screamed violently and called the wild boy back.

"I haven't seen the one to the east yet. Ren Hongwei muttered.

"I'll eat your delicious food later, and now I'll get me some bricks, and then I'll pick up some coals and branches. Qian Hong said as he spoke, decisively grabbed a quail from the basket, weighed the weight, and then twisted the quail's neck, the action was really a sharp, proper cold-blooded killer.

"Bricks and branches are easy to say, but where do you tell me to find coal?"

"If you find a way to do it yourself, if you can't get something delicious, you won't have it. ”

"Don't, can't I go? Just know ...... call me."

"After you find all the things, just light a fire and build a stove for me here, do you hear?"

"Got it!" Ren Hongwei just left on the front foot, and Zhang Qiang on the back foot also came back, carrying half a twist flower and a sugar gourd in his hand, which seemed to be a good harvest.

"That's right, you show me the stall first, and I'll come back when I go. Qian Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he instructed Zhang Qiang that he was carrying the quail and ran up, sprinkling Mo left and right while running, looking for a few seconds before he got into a snack bar on the street.

"Come back quickly, I don't know how to sell ......" Zhang Qiang's shout could still be heard behind him, but Qian Hong had already passed through two tables made of temporary wooden boards, and came to the front of the proprietress of the snack department, with the gentlest smile on her face: "Auntie, can I ask you for something?"

"What's the matter? I don't have to borrow the toilet!" Looking at the 30-year-old proprietress who looked like she was refusing to be a thousand miles away, her snack bar was to help people cook noodles, dumplings, and eggs when they were rushing to the big market every week, and there was really no technical content, so there were not many people who patronized them.

"Auntie, I want to borrow your kitchen for a purpose, fry this quail, and maybe use you to order salt, salt, soy sauce, peppercorns, or something. Qian Hong said as he raised the quail in his hand.

"That's not good, you're delaying my business. It's a pity that the proprietress is not a good talker, and if she refused, she gave Qian Hong a big win.

"Of course it can't affect your business, can I pay five cents? I'll take it out to stew after a few stir-fries, and in a few minutes, I'll be at the door, next to the carriage, and you can see my brother is building a stove there. ”

"Five cents...... But what if you take my spoon and run away?"

"It's simple, I, I'll put my shirt here, and besides, aunt, you can see me when you raise your eyes, where can I run!"

"Well, you can hurry up. ”

"Okay!"

Seeing that the other party agreed, Qian Hongke quickly started, he first took off the outer shirt, took the initiative to send it to the proprietress in front of him, and then took out five cents, and simply sent it to the proprietress hand, and then glanced at the kitchen, unceremoniously picked up the kettle, and put the quail in an iron basin to remove hair and disembowel, the action is dazzling.

After a few months, the quails that fell into Qian Hong's hands had already exceeded 100, which allowed Qian Hong to practice the unique skill of quickly cleaning up the quails, and the proprietress only finished eating more than 20 melon seeds, and the quail had been divided into corpses with knives, Qian Hong threw a few boards into the stove, and when the fire was hot, he picked up the big spoon and put it on the stove.

"Young man, you must have been working a lot at home, right? I see that you are quite old-fashioned!" The proprietress who was watching from the side took the initiative to pull up Qian Hong's words.

"It's okay, greedy people can usually do it themselves. Qian Hong grabbed the oil bottle after answering, poured it quickly along the big spoon, and at the moment when his body blocked the sight of the proprietress, his wrist also secretly flicked down, which immediately increased the soybean oil in the big spoon by at least thirty percent.

"Don't put it aside, you're not afraid of farting and oiling your pants, it's not your own family, isn't it distressing?" But even so, the proprietress still screamed in pain behind her, and she couldn't even swallow the melon seeds.

"Auntie, I'll give you another bowl later, I won't treat you badly if you help me. ”

"Just the two pieces of meat of the quail, what else is there in a bowl, you kid don't fool me. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, aunt, just wait and see!"

After Qian Hong finished speaking, he put the pepper into the soybean oil, turned the big spoon a few times, and the smell of spices spread out, and the quail pieces that were divided by the knife in the next second were put into the pot, Qian Hong began to stir-fry quickly, and when the skin of the quail meat began to burn slightly, soy sauce and salty salt were added to it, and the fragrance of the quail was completely stimulated.

Taking advantage of the stir-frying, Qian Hong stretched out his head outside the door again and yelled at Ren Hongwei in the middle of the carriage: "Is the fire ready?"

"Okay, okay, want-want!" replied Ren Hongwei, who was fanning himself with a piece of broken paper shell.

"Fan me bigger, and I'll be right over. ”

"Guaranteed to get the job done. ”

As soon as Qian Hong retracted his head, the impatient proprietress came over, she first glanced at the carriage outside, and then came back and asked curiously: "Young man, are you going to drink something on the street?"

"No need, auntie, I'm here to solicit business, not to eat. Qian Hong told the truth.

"Soliciting business?"

"Yes, let them take a look and smell it, how fragrant my quail is when it is fried, then naturally someone will buy it, aunt, you stand on the side, don't rub you." Before the words fell, Qian Hong used two dry rags to cushion it, rushed out with a hot spoon, trotted all the way to the middle of the carriage, put the big spoon on the simple stove made of a few bricks, and then grabbed his ears with both hands and jumped.