At this moment, the two tables in front of the porridge shop were surrounded by people, and there was not even a place to plug in. The guy borrowed a bench from the Qin family and came out for Zhao Siniang and a few of them to sit on.

"Auntie, let's sit here for a while, and when we make room for a while, I'll ask the guy to bring us porridge." Do you like sweet or salty food? Zhao Siniang asked Song Shidao.

Song is not a picky person, basically what he eats. But maybe because she was pregnant, she began to have some preferences, and she pondered for a while before saying: "Salty, my preserved egg and lean porridge is very good for me, there should be one here, right?" ”

Zhao Siniang smiled: "Oh, it's unfortunate, this is really not!" ”

"Wouldn't it? I heard that your Zhao family shop sells porridge, and the best selling is preserved egg and lean porridge. This place specializes in selling porridge, but is there any? Jiang Helianzi said in surprise.

"Most of the people who come to our shop to buy porridge come here for consultation, and you also said that Jishengtang is especially famous for gynecology, and many of the customers are pregnant with children. My master once said that preserved eggs are not suitable for pregnant women, so they must be eaten sparingly and with caution. For safety reasons, I didn't let this shop sell preserved egg porridge. By the way, isn't drinking porridge in Zhao's shop a pickle? There are sour, salty, spicy, and sweet ones, and you can choose from them. It's different here, I don't supply the sauerkraut and kimchi that have to be pickled for a long time to taste, only the side dishes that have been pickled for a day or two, and I don't have much to deliver. In many cases, I still ask the guy to get some cold dishes such as red oil bean skin and assorted mixed vegetables as a pairing. Zhao Siniang explained.

For Song, preserved eggs are a novelty, and it doesn't matter if they are eaten or not. But pickles are different. She eats almost every day, and it has long been a part of her life. At this time, listening to Zhao Siniang's meaning, it seems to be saying that eating pickles is not good for children. I couldn't help but be shocked.

Song Shi hurriedly asked: "Pregnant women should not eat pickles?" No way! I still ate it every day when I was pregnant with Aho, and there was nothing wrong with it, right? Our Ahe looks smarter than anyone else! ”

"Mother!" Jiang Helianzi's face was dizzy, and he couldn't help but interrupt.

How can anyone praise their daughter so much, this is on the street! I'm not afraid of being listened to by others.

The Song family was so interrupted by her daughter, and she also felt that she was a little suspicious of "the princess sells melons and boasts", so he hurriedly said: "Our four mothers are not bad!" But then again. I didn't eat as many pickles as usual when I was pregnant with Aho, but your mother is different. Every time she was pregnant with a child, she couldn't wait to hold the sauce jar in her arms, and sometimes she vomited so badly. I ate two bites of pickles all day, and I didn't see anything, right? ”

Jiang Helianzi also said: "I haven't heard of this saying either!" ”

In her previous life, many people said that it was best for pregnant women to stay away from pickled food, and Zhao Siniang felt very reasonable when she heard it. But here, there are not a few pregnant women like Song and Jiang who eat pickles during pregnancy. I didn't see any problems with their bodies. The child born is also healthy.

What to do? Under Song's appearance, she was a little unsure.

However, she still insisted: "This is also what my master told me, although I don't know if it is completely credible, but it is good to be careful." ”

There were a few vacant positions between the words, and Zhao Siniang immediately rushed up to occupy them after seeing them. After a brief discussion, the three of them asked the guy to bring over a bowl of shredded chicken porridge with shiitake mushrooms and two bowls of porridge with raw rolling fish fillet.

The seats are too tight at this time, and Zhao Siniang and the three of them can only occupy one side of the small square table, to be honest. Some crowded. But fortunately, the table was full of women. It's not too much of an inconvenience.

Zhao Siniang, a foodie, has a huge physical exertion in the morning, of course, she only cares about drinking porridge at this time, where can she take care of others. It was Jiang Helianzi who found her mother drinking the porridge in her bowl, but from time to time she looked into the side dishes of the woman opposite.

Don't blame her for being greedy, that little radish is so watery, and the sweet and sour taste makes her a little greedy. Although after listening to Zhao Siniang's words, she was a little worried that the pickled radish would not be good for her health after eating it, but it could be seen that the radish had not been pickled for a long time, and there were not a few dishes, so it was no big deal to think about it.

So, after Jiang Helianzi hesitated for a moment, he got up and went to the shop to ask the guy for a plate of sweet and sour radish.

"Siniang, I saw that a guest came empty-handed, but when he left, he left with a jar. What, does this porridge shop also carry jars? Hey, that jar looks like a porcelain jar! ”

According to Jiang Helianzi, when he was in Jiangjiatan in the past, Zhao Siniang's family used to sell jars in their pickle shop in order to help the Li family. Later, the Li family had their own livelihood, so they no longer had to use this way to help his family. However, Zhao Siniang felt that it was a good idea to sell cans in the pickle shop, so she continued it. But not long after, the Tang Ji kiln that supplied the factory collapsed. For this reason, Zhao Siniang dragged her to search the surrounding kilns before finding a more suitable supplier.

Jiang Helianzi remembered that the new kiln was far better than the original Tang Ji in terms of scale and level. Of course, a high grade is a good thing, but the corresponding price of its house is much higher than that of Tang Ji, which makes Zhao Siniang feel a little painful. After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Siniang decided that in addition to the dishes in the shop, porcelain, the other altars and jars were bought with pottery. Therefore, the jars of Zhao Siniang's house should be clay pots, even if the east side of the city is a little more particular, it is just a layer of glaze on the clay pot. At this moment, Jiang Helianzi actually saw the porcelain jar in this inconspicuous porridge shop in the south of the city, and he had to be surprised.

"It's a porcelain jar, yes." Zhao Siniang said: "A few days ago, the Tang Ji kiln reopened, oh no, now it's time to call the kiln Zhang Ji." These porcelain jars were the first batch of finished products fired by Zhang Kee, and I took them when this small porridge shop opened. But it's not selling, it's renting. As long as the guest gives a deposit of five cents, he can take the jar and use it, and when he is used up, we will return the deposit to others. ”

Despite the small façade of Jishengtang, there is a row of back cover rooms in the courtyard, and the beds inside are specially provided for patients who need to stay for treatment. This is similar to the inpatient department of a hospital, except that the hospital does not let patients stay for a long time, and the patients will be left for as many as three to five days or as little as a day or two. But even for a day or two, eating has become a big problem for patients who are sick in bed, you must know that the hospital will not provide sick meals like hospitals, and many family members of patients who come from afar can only buy them outside. (To be continued.) )