Chapter 020: Strings of incense

In the following days, there were no more incidents in Yunjiang County, and the usual tranquility was restored.

During this period, Qin Fei's cultivation broke through one layer because of the accumulation of praise.

His strength increased again, and it was like playing with one hand, and if he used the Flame Palm, it was enough to split a big hole in the wall, which was very domineering.

It's a bit expensive to ask a mason to repair the wall.

"Congratulations to the host for becoming a third-order martial artist of the Force Realm, getting a chance to draw a lottery, and a 100% probability of opening garbage items. The system prompted.

Qin Fei was already familiar with the routines of the system, and directly said that it would be good to have the same recipe at random, and it would be full of bells and whistles.

"Use. Qin Fei gave an order.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for obtaining the skewer incense cooking process. ”

Qin Fei was stunned, and he really couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

In principle, skewers of incense are a genre of hot pot, but the eating method and billing rules are somewhat different from traditional hot pot, all ingredients are skewered on bamboo skewers, meat and vegetables are the same price, and finally charged according to the number of bamboo skewers.

The string of incense not only absorbs all the advantages of hot pot, but also adds interest and variety, which can be said to be the pinnacle of hot pot.

It is said that in the extremely cold land of the Xuanwu Continent, some people will boil a pot of hot water and cook it and eat it now, but that is only to the extent of boiling water to blanch cabbage, not a real hot pot string of incense.

So this snack became the first of its kind again, and Qin Fei was naturally happy.

"Xiaolan, you look at the store, I'll go out. "Although most of the ingredients can be bought at the wet market, there are some special things that need to be prepared separately.

Qin flew out of the city gate and went all the way north to Chen Sanye's village.

From afar, I saw many farmers catching crayfish and snails in the fields and countryside.

In the past, farmers worked with their backs to the loess and were tired all year round, but they couldn't save a few dollars. Who would have thought that if you touch the snails and catch the crayfish now, you can have a lot of income.

The neighbors also spread the word, it was the eating method pioneered by the boss of the snack bar Qin in the other world, which brought wealth to everyone.

So when Qin Fei appeared, some neighbors recognized him and greeted him one after another: "Boss Qin." ”

"Well, what are you all busy with?" Qin Fei greeted with a smile, quite a kind of leader who went to the countryside to inspect the people's situation.

"Boss Qin. Chen Sanye also saw Qin Fei, hurriedly washed his hands, and greeted him.

"How's the harvest this morning?" Qin Fei asked casually.

Chen Sanye looked embarrassed: "Boss Qin, Ayi and I ran for a few miles, and we really can't catch crayfish." ”

Qin Fei looked at their bamboo baskets, there were quite a few snails, and there were only a few crayfish, pitifully squeezed among the snails.

Now the crayfish is not artificially cultivated, all are wild, catch a little less, now Yunjiang County is popular to eat crayfish, it is expected to be caught.

I heard that some restaurants have begun to purchase from neighboring counties, and Qin Fei could have taken this channel, but considering that the transportation cost is too high, it will inevitably lead to the price increase of crayfish.

Qin Fei thought about it for a while, and stopped making crayfish for the time being, anyway, the advent of the string of incense was enough to make up for this vacancy.

"In the future, I don't need to send crayfish anymore, just help me catch snails with all my might. Qin Fei paused, "By the way, Chen Sanye, is that bamboo forest on the mountain from your village, take me to see it?"

Chen Sanye couldn't understand what Qin Fei asked those bamboos for, but Qin Fei wouldn't let them suffer anyway, so he hurriedly led the way in front.

"Boss Qin, these bamboos are very flexible, the baskets and dustpans used for weaving in our village have not been used for many years, and the more you use them, the stronger they become, I don't know what you want to do?"

Qin Fei didn't reply immediately, he cut off a bamboo with a firewood knife, and a white bamboo pulp suddenly flowed out of the fracture, the bamboo fibers were fine and compact, exuding the unique fragrance of bamboo.

It is a good material for making skewers.

Qin Fei immediately moved the knife, cut out a slender skewer, sharpened the edges and burrs, and then asked, "With the craftsmanship of your village, can you do it to this extent?"

Chen Sanye took the bamboo skewer and looked at it, one end was pointed, the other end was blunt, and it was a little more complicated when polishing the edges and burrs, but there was no big problem.

After receiving Chen Sanye's affirmative reply, Qin Fei was relieved: "I will first order fifty catties of bamboo sticks, collect three pennies per catty, do it as soon as possible, and send it to my store." ”

Hearing this, Chen Sanye was overjoyed.

He was still regretting the loss of the crayfish list, but he didn't expect Qin Fei to send a new business.

The bamboo on the mountain is endless, if it can be sold for three cents per catty, then how much money it will have, I'm afraid I won't be able to spend it in the next life.

Of course, Qin Fei collects bamboo products, and it will take some effort, but now that he is in the idle time, the mother-in-law and children at home are idle, how can they polish a few catties of bamboo sticks a day, and earn more than ten or twenty wen every day, where to find such a good thing?

Besides, listening to Qin Fei's meaning, if this batch of bamboo sticks is used satisfactorily, there will be a steady stream of demand in the future.

As for what Qin Fei is going to do, even if it is knitting a sweater, it is not for Chen Sanye to worry about.

Chen Sanye promised to mobilize the neighbors to send ten catties of bamboo sticks before sunset tonight, and the remaining forty catties of bamboo sticks will be completed the day after tomorrow.

Qin Fei directly prepaid one hundred and fifty literary wages, so that Chen Sanye could also find a helper.

After finalizing the matter of the bamboo stick, Qin Fei went back to the city to find the blacksmith.

I heard that Zhang Blacksmith is superb, and the iron pot made is not rusty and has a thick foundation, which belongs to one of the time-honored brands in Yunjiang County, and his reputation is trustworthy.

Qin Fei found him and asked for a batch of special pots, as for what kind of special method, anyway, with the life of Blacksmith Zhang, it was unheard of.

First of all, the bottom of the pot should be flat, and then there should be a wavy block in the middle of the pot to separate the water on both sides, just like the Tai Chi Bagua diagram divides yin and yang.

"Could it be that Your Excellency wants to make a treasure?" Blacksmith Zhang suddenly opened his mind, thought of a possibility, and his spirit was great.

His ancestors were famous refining masters, but his skills were lost, and he became a blacksmith for pots and pans, tongs, kitchen knives.

If you can take this opportunity to regain the glory of your ancestors, it will be a big deal.

Qin Fei looked at him in a daze, Fa your sister's treasure: "It's okay to read less novels, I'm used to cook vegetables." ”

Zhang Blacksmith said in his heart, there is a block in the middle, how to cook the vegetables? The spatula is uneven, it must be a magic weapon, but this person doesn't want to show off.

So Blacksmith Zhang had a look that I understood, and then he was beaten like chicken blood, and the hammer was waved like the Nine Heavens Thunder God descended to earth!

Qin Fei watched for a while, and saw that his blood was boiling, and he still had something to do, so he said, "Let's make one first, I'll come and get it in the afternoon." ”

Blacksmith Zhang stood up and took a moment's breath, and his voice was loud: "Guarantee to complete the task." ”

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In the vegetable market of Yunjiang County, basic agricultural and sideline products are sold, and Qin Fei bought green vegetables, wild mushrooms, beef and mutton.

But the soul ingredient of hot pot, the water dish, has not been sold.

The so-called water vegetables, that is, the internal organs of animals, including hairy belly, large intestine, brain flower and so on.

By the way, although the people of this era have an average standard of living, they do not eat these internal organs, they consider them dirty, and they are discarded directly after killing pigs and sheep.

In fact, the tradition of eating offal appeared very late even in Chinese food culture.

Legend has it that it originated from a Yangtze River wharf, which was a cattle and sheep slaughtering and distribution place on the side, and the offal and hooves were discarded at will, or a few pennies could be bought for a lot.

Dock workers, slender men, etc., because of their poor livelihood and lack of money to eat those fine meats, washed these internal organs, added spicy seasonings and cooked them, which tasted wonderful, and then evolved into a major genre of hot pot.

For some foodies, if there is no hairy belly and large intestine in a hot pot, it is simply like not having eaten it.

Since Qin Fei wants to make hot pot skewers and incense, he must collect all kinds of ingredients, and after inquiry, he also found a place where those internal organs are discarded.

But the ground was full of blood and water, dirty, flies were flying all over the sky, and even stray dogs came forward to eat them, and Qin Fei would not pick them up and eat them again.

At this time, there happened to be a butcher slaughtering sheep, and after killing, he was going to discard the internal organs, Qin Fei hurriedly stepped forward: "This big brother, can you sell me these internal organs." ”

The butcher frowned and looked at Qin Fei, there were some people who couldn't live a good life who came to pick up the internal organs and go back to eat, but Qin Fei was dressed properly, how could he be like this?

"Anyway, I'm going to lose it, so if I want it, I'll take it myself, no money. The butcher waved his hand generously.

But Qin Fei insisted on not taking it in vain, and gave some money appropriately: "In the future, there will be fresh cattle, sheep and pig intestines, wash them and send them to the Otherworldly Snack Bar on Beimen Road, I will buy them at a price of two cents per catty, remember, it must be fresh, and I don't want it overnight." ”

The butcher took the money and looked confused, what are you doing with these pickled things when you have money?

However, the butcher was still very happy to be able to turn waste into treasure, so he wrote down Qin Fei's words.

By the time Qin Fei finished his work, it was already past noon when he returned to the store, and he hastily ate lunch, and began to prepare the hot pot for the evening.

Of course, today is going to do it for yourself, or a small-scale tasting retail, after all, many things are not ready.

Qin Fei asked Chu Youlan to wash the vegetables, and he sliced the beef and mutton and marinated them with seasonings.

Take another piece of beef and chop it into a meat puree, add egg white, starch, knead into balls, and fry it in an oil pan to set.

This is just ordinary meatballs, not peeing cow balls, it is another famous snack, Qin Fei can't make it now.

After the ingredients were processed, it was already dusk, and Chen Sanye sent ten catties of bamboo sticks as promised.

The bamboo skewers were squeezed cleanly, without extra burrs, Qin Fei put them in salt water and scrubbed them clean, and instructed Chu Youlan to skewer the ingredients onto the bamboo skewers.

This little girl is also very honest, Qin Fei didn't pay attention, and actually skewered a pound of beef on a bamboo stick, Qin Fei planned to sell it for two pennies a string, which was not a loss.

Qin Fei skewered an appropriate amount of each ingredient for demonstration, and asked Chu Youlan to do it, he pondered that the time was almost up, so he went to get the magic weapon.

Eh, it was taken crooked by Blacksmith Zhang, it should be a mandarin duck pot.