After returning home, Fu Yi told his father Zhou Chungui that he felt that it was too expensive. However, for the sake of his son, Zhou Chungui is also acceptable.

Then he began to prepare daily necessities for Fu Yi. For example, water cups, chopsticks, toilet paper, etc., and so on.

Then I started thinking about Fu Yi's lunch.

Because if you want to stay at your husband's house for a day, whether to eat at your husband's house or bring it yourself, the question needs to enter a state of discussion.

As the family had dinner, the discussion began again.

"Dad, does Mr. Song mean to let him have lunch at his house, pay for living expenses, or let his brother bring lunch?" asked Ying Qi.

"My husband's house is where my wife is, and there are usually five schoolchildren living in his house, and I have to cook for a total of seven of them. So what the gentleman meant was that we should bring our own food. It's better to bring that kind of dry food. After all, their home is inconvenient for heating. Fu Yi replied to his sister.

"Then only if my mother can do something to bring it to my brother. Ying Qi said with a smile. "But it's almost early summer, so it doesn't matter if it's cooler. ”

Zhao Yulan also nodded, "I'll think about it." ”

"My mother can make steamed buns, steamed buns, wontons, dumplings, and cold noodles, which should be taken by Fu Yi to make dry food. Zhao Yulan thought about it and said to the three of them, the dishes she used to be good at. These Ying Qi didn't look at her mother much, mainly because the family conditions were too poor in the past two years.

"Or let's boil some thick porridge and bring some fragrant brine to the water. Summer is coming soon, so you can eat some cold dishes. Zhao Yulan continued.

"Mother, you will have a lot. You're amazing. Ying Qi was really surprised that her mother could cook so much food.

"The conditions were good before, and my mother studied it specially. Zhao Yulan said curtly, with a bit of a cover-up.

"Mother, weren't we going to open a store too. Let's just try to open a breakfast shop and sell what you will. Don't do a good business, after all, Dad still has a few pieces of good land. The business is average, so that the father can also take care of the fields. Ying Qi thought for a moment and said.

"Sister, this is a good idea. When the time comes, whatever my mother does in the morning, I will bring it as lunch. People here eat three meals, and we used to eat two meals, so noon is not just my usual breakfast. It doesn't matter what you eat. Fu Yi said. It's too expensive to go to school on your own. Mr. wants to rein in the repair, the paper, pen, ink and inkstone also need money, and now he has to make lunch for himself, and he is about to run out of his sister's money.

"Pretty good. Zhou Chungui also felt very good when he heard the two dolls say this. You can also do farm work by yourself, so it's so convenient. So they also voted in favor.

"That's fine, that's fine. The townspeople here may eat fresh. And we can also sell a little fragrant brine to make side dishes. When it's time to catch the market, business shouldn't be too bad. Zhao Yulan listened to the words of the three of them, thought about it and thought it was appropriate, so she agreed.

"Mother, we don't necessarily only sell in the morning, we can sell from morning to evening. Ying Qi suggested to her mother.

"Okay. Then let's sell steamed buns and buns first, and then boil a little gruel. Fu Yi brought it to the school, I can boil it a little thicker. Then make fragrant marinated water, marinated eggs and pickles as accompaniments. Zhao Yulan thought for a while and said.

"Okay, I'll start preparing things for business tomorrow. You pick up the old craft first, and try it out in the next few days. Zhou Chungui also agreed.

Now that the decision was made, everyone thought it was okay, so everyone went to rest.

The next day, Zhou Chungui went to the carpenter to discuss custom-made tables and chairs. And Zhao Yulan started to try to make steamed buns at home. Fu Yi and Ying Qi both helped at home as usual.

Zhao Yulan first put the flour fertilizer into the water, waited for it to melt, and used it to ferment.

Take out the flour and pour the flour fertilizer water into the flour, and at the same time pour in some sugar, so that it will taste sweet at that time. After washing your hands, stir while adding flour fertilizer and water until there is no dry flour in the basin, at which point the flour is in the shape of a spike and basically does not stick to your hands.

Knead the dough into a ball and squeeze it repeatedly until it becomes a dough piece. Cover with a basin for two hours, this is to prevent the dough from drying out, and this is to allow the dough to rise well.

When the time is up, knead it again, and the dough will become smooth and round.

Take out the panel, it should be clean and dry, put it on top, that is, sprinkle a little dry flour as a base.

Knead the dough into a long strip, hold one end of the dough with your left hand, and chop it with your right hand at the width of your four fingers. This is a small rectangular steamed bun.

Halfway through, Fu Yi and Ying Qi also went to participate in rubbing, and they were all strange, which made Zhao Yulan laugh.

Put gauze on the steamer and separate the steamed buns one by one.

Burn a high fire, wait for the water to boil, and then put the steamed basket where the steamed buns are placed. After steaming for a quarter of an hour, you can adjust to medium heat and steam for another quarter of an hour. Then put the fire out, wait another quarter of an hour, and it's all right.

As for the steamed buns, the method is the same as the steaming method, except that you need to use a rolling pin to drive the dough into a dough, then put the filling in it, and then pinch and fold the shape by hand, and then twist the folds, so that the bun is formed.

At this point, Ying Qi was very dissatisfied with her mother. It's so easy.

"Mother, the buns you do are not delicious. Ying Qi complained.

"What advice does Sister Qi have?" Zhao Yulan said with a smile, her daughter is sometimes whimsical and can always tell a truth.

"Mother, you think, the buns must be for eating the fillings inside, so don't be so thick with the bun skin, it's better to eat steamed buns if it's so thick." Ying Qi first made an opinion on the thick bun skin, and she used to eat some bun skins that could reach the level of transparency. This shows that the bun will definitely taste better if the skin is thinner. Of course, you also have to be strong in flour.

"As for the filling, mother, you're too simple. I'll make the filling. Zhao Yulan had already discovered that Ying Qi was quite talented in cooking, so she immediately agreed.

Ying Qi recalled the practice of Tianjin Goubuli buns that she had studied before, and she said that the filling was made with a lot of spices. I don't have that much, but what's the use?

She added an appropriate amount of water to the meat foam, and poured in a little chicken broth that she had eaten before, plus the oil, soy sauce, salt, minced green onions, minced ginger, and wine that were available in the stove. Zhao Yulan was a little speechless when she saw that she had made so many things in the filling. "Sister Qi, will it taste good if so many strange things are put into the filling?"

"Mother, I only know after eating. If it's not delicious, don't let it go. Ying Qi glared at her mother, it was too unlevel, she was a dog ignoring the buns.

After mixing, it's still a bun for her mother. Steamed buns are much more difficult than steamed buns, and you can't make them without any technical content just by making that shape. Naturally, Fu Yi was just watching from the side this time.

After steaming in the basket, Zhao Yulan and Fu Yi tasted it, "It's so delicious." Both were full of praise. So it was unanimously decided that this must be used as his family's second secret recipe after fragrant brine.

After Zhou Chungui came back from the carpenter's house, he tasted it and appreciated it very much.

So it was decided to sell these things proposed by Zhao Yulan in advance.

"What should we name our shop?" Zhou Chungui asked his family, "Today the carpenter talked to me and said that since he wanted to make a shop, it would be better to have a name." At that time, the plaque will have to be ordered in Fucheng. What do you think?"

"Dad, of course it's necessary. We're going to make it a big breakfast shop. This steamed bun made by my sister is so delicious, we want Xiaobao and other rich people to hear about our steamed buns and come to our house to buy steamed buns. When Fu Yi heard this, he said excitedly.

Ying Qi couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard him mention Xiaobao's excitement. Is it necessary to be so entangled, didn't people just leave you suddenly, how can it be as serious as a female baby falling out of love.

Ying Qi doesn't understand the self-esteem of a little man.

"Dad, I've thought about it a long time ago. Ying Qi behaved very directly this time, and she had to use the most famous name in her previous life. Father and mother are not allowed to object to this. "Our shop is called Zhiweiguan. Dad, you go and ask Mr. to write us a couplet, and then tell Zhiwei to stop, smell the fragrance and dismount. ”

"Will Mr. write for us?" Zhou Chungui couldn't help but be a little puzzled. But Qi Mei'er's two sentences sound pretty good. "Dad, we can't find anyone else to write it, of course Mr. is the best writer." You have the audacity to ask Mr. Ying Qi egged on her father.

"Well, I'll ask tomorrow. If Mr. writes, I'm going to go to Fucheng to order the plaque. Zhou Chungui said.

"Dad, I'm going too. I haven't been to Fucheng yet. Ying Qi said.

"Dad, I want to go too. Fu Yi also said.

"Sister Qi can go with me, but Yi Wazi won't go. You have to prepare for school at home. Zhou Chungui thought for a while.

"Okay. As soon as Fu Yi heard about entering the school, he didn't dare to say anything. "Sister, you have to bring me something delicious to eat. He whispered to Ying Qi. Ying Qi nodded hurriedly.