Looking at the large pot of bread in front of him, Zhou Fangyuan wanted to cry without tears.

In order to support his mother's entrepreneurship, he gave birth to a not-so-mature idea and asked his mother to try baking bread. Zhou's mother refused at first, but considering Zhou Fangyuan's recent magical performances, she reluctantly agreed. But butter is used to bake bread, which is not cheap. In the first few days, Zhou's mother was a little distressed, and even had the idea of not wanting to continue baking bread.

In order to strengthen his mother's determination, Zhou Fangyuan tried his best to persuade all kinds of persuasion to show the relationship and depict a better future...... In short, it took a lot of effort to make my mother make up her mind and insist on starting her own business.

In order to bake the bread well, in just ten days, Zhou's mother has used up several bags of white noodles, and I don't know how to say more about milk and butter. A large number of contacts naturally make Zhou's mother's level of baking bread increasing day by day, which is a good thing, Zhou Fangyuan was happy from the bottom of his heart, but there is a problem in this - what to do with the bread that has been baked?

It's impossible to sell it, and there are not many people who can buy ordinary bread like this without cream or powdered sugar, and they can't sell it at a price. It's just that the weather is hot now, and this thing can't be saved, so these breads have become the main content of Zhou Fangyuan and his father's three meals a day. But even so, they couldn't eat so much at all, and finally Zhou's mother thought of a way, so she simply started to send bread from door to door in Xingwang Village.

Anyway, if you put it at home, you can only put it badly, but it's better to send it out, and the size can still be a personal favor.

As a result, the other villagers in Xingwang Village were unlucky.

You must know that the materials of Beitong in this era are not as rich as those of later generations, and the common people are also used to being thrifty, and they can't give up leftovers, and the vegetable soup for stir-frying vegetables must be eaten clean with steamed buns.

So around the fourth day, Yu Ban, who had already been given bread twice by Zhou's mother, quietly found Zhou Fangyuan and asked him why he did this. Can't you just let yourself eat a normal meal? Who can stand bread every day?

Yu Ban's words made Zhou Fangyuan burst into tears at that time.

He held Yu Ban's shoulder, looked at the other party very seriously, and described in detail a hell called bread in the richest words of his life.

Yu Ban was frightened, and never mentioned this matter to Zhou Fangyuan since.

Zhou Fangyuan, on the other hand, continued to live his hellish life.

He even had the idea of staying away from this home, eating bread every day, or this tasteless crust, he felt that he was about to become bread.

Fortunately, the time for pain is limited after all, and looking at the large pot of bread on the table today, it looks quite good, and it is exactly the same as he expected. Looking at his mother's expression again, Zhou Fangyuan thought that maybe his hard days were coming to an end.

"By the way, where's Dad? He hasn't gotten off work yet?

Even if you are a first-year high school student, after a night of self-study, it is already 7 o'clock in the afternoon after class, and it is considered fast to go home at 7:30 o'clock. At this time in the past, my father has come back, why is he not at home today, could it be that he is working overtime at the unit?

Zhou Fangyuan thought to himself.

"Your father, go to your grandmother's and say there's something. ”

Zhou's mother said indifferently.

Zhou Fangyuan listened to it, but it was like a thunderbolt.

How can you be so excessive, leaving your wife and children to "flee" by yourself?

Zhou Fangyuan roared angrily in his heart and overturned the coffee table.

"Okay, leave him alone, how about you try the bread I made today?"

Seeing Zhou Fangyuan standing in place in a daze, Zhou's mother immediately urged.

Zhou Fangyuan could only sigh when he heard this, what should he do? This pit was dug by himself, and no matter how deep it was, he had to jump down.

He turned around and went to the yard to wash his hands, the short road from the yard to the room felt like it was a few kilometers away, and Zhou Fangyuan really wanted to run away. But his mother was still staring at him in the room, so he could only go back to the table, sit down, and then reach out and pick up a loaf of bread.

Just smelling this smell in his nose made him almost vomit.

Zhou Fangyuan took a deep breath and pressed the crust with his fingers.

Well, the elasticity is good, there are no noticeable indentations.

Tear it gently by hand, and the inside of the bread is also layered, very soft.

I pulled off one and stuffed it into my mouth, chewed it gently, it was good, the texture was quite appropriate, and the taste was much better than the previous day. At least the sourness is no longer obvious, and the taste is very balanced, making it a qualified crust.

In the end, Zhou Fangyuan entered the kitchen, took out a kitchen knife, and gave a knife on the bread horizontally.

The feeling was good when I cut the knife into two parts, and the bread itself was not significantly deformed.

Zhou Fangyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his hard days were indeed over, this bread was very qualified, and it was completely in line with his expectations.

I have to say that Zhou Fangyuan feels that the plan he tailored for his mother is really very suitable. Zhou's mother is not a culinary genius, and there is a big gap between her and the chefs of big hotels, but among ordinary people, Zhou's mother is already considered to be a very high level of cooking. And she has the advantage that she can always copy a certain food very accurately.

For example, in Zhou Fangyuan's memory, there was a boiled fish, which was the best he had ever eaten, and after eating, he never forgot it and wanted to eat it again.

But the conditions of his family are very limited, and it is impossible to go to the restaurant often, and to be honest, the place where he ate this dish at that time was quite high-end, which further cut off the possibility of him going again.

Mom saw all of this and started copying the dish for him at home. Of course, the gap between the first few times was quite large, but without anyone to teach and without the help of various recipes on the Internet, Zhou's mother actually copied this dish through a few adjustments after only a few attempts. The taste can't be exactly the same, but when Zhou Fangyuan tasted the familiar taste again, he already decided in his heart that this was his family's signature dish.

Although Zhou's mother knows a lot of dishes, he just likes this dish, and at the same time gave his mother 10,000 likes in his heart.

It's just that he didn't expect that such a talent as his mother would come in handy in this life. Even though he had eaten bread to the point of vomiting, he still ate two loaves of bread in one go, and after swallowing the last bite of bread with difficulty, he gave his mother a thumbs up.

"Mom! You've made bread that's completely passed!"

Zhou Fangyuan said happily.

Zhou's mother also breathed a long sigh of relief, took off her apron, and reached out to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She sat down across from her, sighed, and said, "It's finally okay, but if it doesn't work, I don't know if I can continue to persevere." ”

Zhou Fangyuan smiled and said, "Mom, persistence is victory, believe me, you will soon know how meaningful your persistence will be in the past few days." ”

Mother Zhou looked at Zhou Fangyuan and snorted lightly, "Of course I believe you, if I didn't believe you, I would have quit a long time ago." Now that the bread has passed, isn't that all we can do?

"Of course not," Zhou Fangyuan shook his head, "The bread slice is just the beginning, we still have a lot to do." ”

"Not yet," Zhou's mother widened her eyes, "you tell me what you want to do." ”

"I actually wanted to ......"

Zhou Fangyuan was about to speak, when he heard a sudden creaking sound of the door opening the door, and turned his head to see that it was Zhou's mother back.

Even if he was separated by a distance of more than ten meters, Zhou Fangyuan seemed to be able to see the shine on his father's mouth.

His eyes widened at once, and he cast an angry gaze.

Seeing such a gaze, Dad Zhou could only laugh a few times awkwardly. Put the bicycle very well, and under Zhou Fangyuan's gaze of wanting to eat people, Zhou's father walked in step by step. Seeing the bread on the table, his expression changed slightly, "What are you talking about?"

"It's unrighteous for us to talk about someone again!"

Zhou Fangyuan was still glaring, he was quite dissatisfied with his father's performance of "abandoning his wife".

"Hehe, hehe......"

In addition to laughing or laughing, anyone could see the embarrassed look on Zhou's father's face, and in the end, Zhou's mother stood up and relieved him.

"My son said my bread was clear, but he said it was just the beginning, and I was asking him. ”

"Oh, yes,, what does that mean, tell me too. ”

Dad Zhou immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and directly forcibly reversed the topic.

Of course, Zhou Fangyuan couldn't really blame his father, he could only snort with his nose unpleasantly, then turned his head, didn't look at his father, just stared at his mother.

"Mom, you can make money when the bread is ready, but this thing is not just needed, we ordinary people still like to eat steamed rice, so it's no problem to count on this thing to make a living, but we spend so much effort, if we can't make a lot of money, then what's the point? So I'm just the first part of letting you bake bread, and the next step, you have to try to make fried chicken." All kinds of chicken, including chicken thighs, chicken breasts, chicken wings, when you can fry the chicken until the outside is crispy and tender on the inside, and the skin is golden brown, when will we be considered to have completed most of the preparations. ”

Zhou Fangyuan said slowly.

"But you haven't said what the hell you're going to do. ”

Mother Zhou asked a little uncertainly.

Dad Zhou was also at a loss.

Zhou Fangyuan looked at his parents, and then grinned, "Dad, Mom, have you heard of the name McDonald's?"

McDonald's?

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother glanced at each other.

"It feels familiar, like I've seen ...... on TV"

Dad Zhou said with some uncertainty that he usually likes to watch news and war movies, advertisements or something, and usually he will change the channel directly as soon as it comes out.

However, Zhou's mother saw it more miscellaneously, and she was stunned for a moment and then remembered it.

"Son, are you talking about what the American one does...... Han, Han ......"

"Burger," Zhou Fangyuan gave the answer with a smile, "Mom, that's right, that's what I meant, bread is just the basics, fried chicken is the main content, as long as we complete these two things, we can make our own fast food!"