After the third day of the new year, the relatives who went to pay New Year's greetings came, and Mrs. Hu brought General Hua to be lively for a day, leaving Dazhongzi to help with the work, and said that the stupid son-in-law was to use it hard during the New Year.

Refugees from various villages came to visit the New Year one after another, Fang Mingyuan took Chang'an, pulled two carts of gifts, and walked through each village, pine nut candy, nougat, and snowball sugar gourd, which refreshed the height of Fang Zhu's work in the hearts of the children in each village.

On the fifth day of the first month, the God of Wealth was greeted, and the firecrackers were set off early in the morning, and the carriages of the restaurant owners in the counties came with the firecracker crumbs on the ground, and sent tea leaves, dried fruits, accompanied by a smiling face and said that they wanted to order, and they wanted chicken essence in a small jar.

The patriarch knew that the family was already preparing the supply of chicken essence, and waved his hand and said to people, "That's not it, a jar of chicken essence powder, more than a dozen chickens to boil out, if it weren't for the New Year, we can't be such a disaster, a chicken is killed and stewed and eaten?" ”

The owner's smile froze, a jar of more than a dozen chickens? Is it boiled out? So how is it a powder?

"If we provide live chickens, can you process them?" There is an owner's heart, thinking about more than a dozen chickens for up to 400 yuan, and a jar of chicken essence powder can be used for a month.

The patriarch thought about it and said, "We are next to Wujia Village, but we don't need your chickens, it's just too troublesome to do this!" So be it! I'm going to ask if I can sell it, what price is right. When I go back and let the boys deliver to the counties, tell you the quasi-letter, what's going on? ”

The restaurant owners glanced at each other, if there is a restaurant in his house, our family must have it, the same dish, his house fried out of the delicious taste, we are not a layer behind.

If you want to come to it, it's not expensive, and the people in Fenggu Town do business.

"Don't reply another day, I'll put down the deposit today, you see how much you can do, just go back and send it to the restaurant."

Those who can open a restaurant are not fools, as soon as they hear this, they have to put a deposit, and the chicken essence powder is said to be not good, and we can't lag behind!

The patriarch pushed and said no, but his heart blossomed, and each person put a silver ingot, how many jars of chicken essence do you have to make!

If you want to take it out, you can't make it simply, Dong Xiaoying purchased shrimp skin to replace the salt, add sea vegetables, or shallots, green onions, garlic, because there are no onions here, so it can only be like this.

After the chicken and ingredients are crushed, it needs to be dried, and the oven is obviously not good, and the color of the chicken made in the oven before is a little dark, because the surface of the chicken is baked.

It was not dawn on the tenth day of the first month, Grandma Zhang shouted that the New Year was far away, and followed Fang Mingyuan to Yanhui City, Grandma Zhang went shopping, and Fang Mingyuan went to customize, a barrel similar to mixing concrete, shaking and turning, and drying chicken on the stove.

The gold blacksmith hadn't opened the furnace yet, so he opened the seal for Fang Mingyuan, carefully tore off the red paper seal attached to the stove, and burned the stove to the top of the stove, making it himself.

On the thirteenth day of the first month, the barrel was pulled back, Fang Mingyuan was moved, there was no modern machinery, it all relied on manual beating a little bit, a hammer and hammer, three days, the three generations of gold blacksmiths and grandchildren used three days to make a mixing bucket.

In this way, the meat can be flossed, and all the men work in the chicken room. Chicken essence powder is a pound of jar, a fist-sized jar, customized to 30 Wen, plus a chicken to about 45 Wen, shrimp skin and sea vegetables are less, two can be counted as two pennies, onion and garlic should also be counted as a penny cost, and then counting the wages of workers, the cost is about 80 Wen.

Fang Mingyuan didn't think much about it at all, and turned his head and told the delivery boys that a jar of chicken essence powder sold for 200 yuan.

The patriarch's grandson, Chang Jin, entered the Yingxian restaurant and complained to the owner.

"You said you, why did you leave the silver ingot, you trust us so much, what should we do? My grandfather was moved enough, and said vigorously, I can't make your money, our pastries were sold by you at the beginning, and the owner is a good person who is benevolent and righteous, so we can't make other people's money!

The owner you calculate, it costs 30 yuan to set a jar, Wujia Village gives us cheap live chickens, and we have set a big pot for this, the iron pot of the boss! Are these costs? It's nothing for us to make a little effort, and it takes a pound to pout and work for a day! ”

Chang Jinxin said that it is necessary to work for a day, kill chickens and remove hair, steam and crush, mix with onions and garlic, dry and grind into powder, and one day is not only enough to make a pot!

The owner is still a little strange, you are talking about such trouble, how much money do you want for a jar? Count the jars that are sent, do you want five or six hundred wen per jar?

Changjin continued, "One altar and one catty, and a capital of 200 Wen, it is troublesome to do, and these are the things that are done, and they will be sent first." Wait a few days to do it again, and send it to the owner again, I think I have to send it three times, I don't know if I can send them all. ”

The owner smiled, and sure enough, the people of Fenggu Town were doing business.

Changjin said again, "I used to eat it at home, and the ingredients were not complete, so you can try it again this time!" Better than before, to tell you the truth, there are shrimp in it! ”

Shrimp skin is also shrimp!

Coming out of the restaurant, Changxue was pulled by Changjin to walk around the street, tomorrow will be the fifteenth day of the first month, there is nothing to decorate at home, let's sell some red lanterns and go back.

"You are causing trouble, spending money indiscriminately, and you will be scolded when you look back!" What Changxue thinks is that I will buy a lantern for Xiaohua and send it to send it home, so I won't take it home!

Changjin said, "I won't be scolded, my father also said in the morning, let the person who went to Shangyang to deliver the goods bring back the big flowers!" ”

Dong Xiaoying saw the ancient big flower for the first time, what is this? The cylindrical lump of dirt is plastered with red paper like a plaster on the top, this is fireworks! Why doesn't it look like it?

On the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, people from all villages came, set up stalls in the town, selling lanterns, and on the lantern stalls in Wujia Village, there were a row of animal lanterns of chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, and pigs, they did not sell them, and there were lantern riddles pasted under the lanterns, and you could take the lanterns if you guessed correctly.

The lanterns of Fengdeng Village are distinguished by their delicate shapes, with round, diamond-shaped, and square-shaped lighthouses.

All the stalls, selling lanterns are secondary, guessing the lantern riddle and sending lanterns, guessing that you can spend money to buy it.

When it got dark, the patriarch lit a large flower at the entrance of the town. Dong Xiaoying knew that the red paper on it had a hole after it was opened, and the lead wire could only be ignited by putting it into the hole. Not to mention that the wisdom of the ancients is not ordinary! Fireworks without leads have a lot of potential safety hazards.

There is only one color, and all the big flowers are golden, and only the pattern of the spray changes.

"This is to buy the flowers of the old Jin family." Fang Mingyuan pointed to the fireworks and said, "Look at the big chicken feet flower that spews out, and there are no less iron filings." ”

"Isn't there a second kick? Why aren't there fireworks that go to the sky? Chang'an frowned and asked.

The patriarch was able to answer his question, "What you said is a ceremonial flower, that thing is very expensive, besides, we ordinary people can't use more than nine feet tall flowers." If you want to see that, you should go to Leping City today, and the princess's mansion will be eligible to set off. ”

Chang'an Xin said, what is it, I'm not uncommon to see it! I've seen it, but you've never heard of it! Do you know what fireworks are?

Fang Yue squeezed to Chang'an's side, "Brother, brother, there is a marquee, it looks good when it turns around, quickly, you go and guess the riddle and win the lantern back for me." ”

Fang Mingyuan said generously, "Which one you want, Dad will buy it for you." ”

The patriarch immediately glared, "Isn't it just guessing the lantern riddle!" There are talents in our village, how can we spend money to buy lanterns to make people laugh? Mingyuan goes, guess all the riddles on the lantern, let people see, we have literary talents, we don't need to spend money! ”

Fang Mingyuan muttered quietly, what! If the riddle is written without any margins, who knows what the riddle is?

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