The next day, the sun rose as usual.

Many people saw the big red sun in the eastern sky, and expected it to be very hot today, and as time went on, the sun rose higher and higher, and the weather became hotter and hotter, which verified these people's predictions little by little.

Knowing that you can hide under the leaves and chirp a few times once in a while, the fish can swim to a deep place where it is cool and will not sweat anything, and the dog can also find a shady place with its feet facing the sky, or stretch out its tongue, in short, to escape the heat.

But Zhou An couldn't!

He got up very busy this morning, and when he came back late last night, he made a list with a pen and paper that listed what he had to do today.

Unless he doesn't want the crayfish business to open tonight.

There was a long list on the list, and if it was a little rubbing, he would definitely not be able to finish it before he came out of the stall tonight.

First of all, procurement!

Today he has a lot of things that he needs to go to the county seat to purchase, and the most important thing is of course crayfish!

He doesn't have magic, can he still make some lobsters out of thin air?

There are also large boxes for lobster washing, soybean oil for frying lobster, stainless steel buckets for hot oil after lobsters are fried, and boxes and bags for lobster.

Crayfish are different from snails, and this time they can't make do with mussel shells anymore.

Because there is a lot of crayfish in one serving, and because there is more crayfish soup after cooking, the soup can be soaked until the crayfish is delicious.

These things alone are enough for Zhou An's battery car to run once.

Today is the first day of his crayfish opening, and the portion can be a little less, but why do you have to get about twenty pounds?

Twenty catties of fresh crayfish are brought back, and after they are washed, it is estimated that there will be a maximum of fifteen catties left.

Because Zhou An plans to sell crayfish, he is going to remove the big shell on the head of each lobster, and the shell is heavier, compared to a crayfish.

This is not over, the crayfish that are washed and cleaned have to be fried in the oil pan at high temperature, and after frying, the weight must be reduced.

In the end, after the fried crayfish, he could have eleven or twelve catties left, and he could snicker.

After this calculation, Zhou An frowned, because he felt that if he only prepared eleven or twelve catties tonight, it would be too little!

If no one buys it, it's fine, in case there are more people who buy it, and he will rob a lot of business from the big black fish, but if he only has eleven or twelve catties of crayfish at hand, he can only sell eleven or twelve copies.

What should I do if I sell out?

Wouldn't the other guests have to go to the big black fish to buy it?

In this case, he worked so hard and had no impact on the crayfish business of the big black fish at all, what is the point?

Just to make a dozen more crayfish money? Is this your original intention?

Zhou An decided to increase the amount! Twenty catties is not enough, so buy forty catties, if it is not enough, increase it tomorrow!

……

This afternoon, for Zhou Taiqing's family, time passed long and painful.

Because since the afternoon, there have been all kinds of tempting aromas wafting from the kitchen of his eldest brother's house next door, first the aroma of fried crayfish, then the aroma of various spices mixed together, and then, although the type of aroma has not changed, but the previous aroma has been wafting to his house endlessly.

"Dad, aren't we really going to Uncle's house? It's so fragrant, I want to eat some crayfish......

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Yang finally couldn't sit still, came out of the study, swallowed saliva and asked Zhou Taiqing for instructions.

A few days ago, after Zhou Jian came back, Zhou Taiqing no longer allowed Sun Rong and Zhou Yang to go to Zhou An's house next door.

He didn't want to get involved with those people anymore, especially after his eldest brother had promised that Zhou Jian didn't need him to raise him, Zhou Taiqing was even more determined to make up his mind.

Don't care about the things next door, especially about Zhou Jian, don't ask a word, Zhou Taiqing hopes to keep himself out of the matter in this way.

Let his eldest brother and sister-in-law have no chance, let alone an excuse, to let him participate in raising Zhou Jian.

At this time, hearing Zhou Yang's unproductive words, Zhou Taiqing immediately became angry.

"Eat! You know how to eat all day long! Do you still want to eat crayfish? There is in the pit, why don't you go to eat it? Ahh

scolded bitterly, lowered his head in the blood of the dog scolded by Zhou Yang, and turned back to his study speechlessly.

"Gollum ......"

What was that?

Zhou Yang paused, frowned, this voice just came from behind him, so it should have been from his father, why is it so like the sound of swallowing saliva?

"Why don't you get in there?"

Zhou Taiqing's angry shouting came from behind him.

Zhou Yang pressed the doubts in his heart, pursed his lips, and continued to walk towards the study.

Just two steps away......

"Gollum ......"

There was such a voice behind him again, this time Zhou Yang was sure that he heard it correctly, it must be the sound of swallowing saliva, which was sent by his father.

"Dad, you want to eat too!"

Zhou Yang turned around and shouted in surprise, from this point of view, Zhou Yang's city mansion, which has been pampered since childhood, is very shallow, and the thoughts in his heart are all expressed on his face, and he can't bear not to say what he wants to say.

"Smack!"

A teacup flew and hit Zhou Yang's forehead, and with a bang, the teacup fell to the ground, shattering his bones.

Zhou Taiqing got up angrily, pointed at Zhou Yang with a halberd, and shouted: "Get out! Lao Tzu told you to get into your study, you are verbose, you are paralyzed! Lao Tzu's speech is useless to you, right? Get out!!"

Zhou Yang's body shook, a little dizzy, and was smashed by a teacup.

Hurriedly covered his forehead, and in Zhou Taiqing's angry scolding, he pursed his mouth aggrievedly, twisted around, walked into the study quickly, and slammed the study door.

He was very aggrieved in his heart.

- What's wrong with me just wanting to eat some crayfish? It's not made by someone else's family, but the crayfish made by my uncle's cousin, why can't I eat it if I want to? I'll eat a few, and the problem of raising Xiaojian will fall on our family? Is there a causal connection between half a dime?

However, no matter how much drama Zhou Yang has in his heart, in this family, he can't screw Zhou Taiqing.

Because he was born as Zhou Taiqing's son, he was born to belong to the one who was managed.

How can the arm be twisted over the thigh?

……

In the evening, Zhou Ancai finally cooked a crayfish, signaled to Zhou Jian, who had been impatient for a long time, to try the taste, and then motioned to his mother to taste it too.

Why wait until the evening to cook the first tasting?

Because he had just chopped more than a pound of garlic into garlic paste.

What do you want so much minced garlic for?

Look at the freshly made crayfish! The dark brown broth half-submerges the red crayfish in a soup bowl, sprinkled with garlic and a cluster of green coriander leaves.

Crushed garlic and coriander leaves add flavor and color to this crayfish.

As an old chef, Zhou An has always required that the dishes he makes must be colorful, flavorful, shaped, and quality, and he can take everything out, otherwise he will be laughed at by his peers.