Chapter Seventy-Five: Grilled Mullet Roe

Another ox cart was rented, two small ones and an old one sat in the cart, and Hu Wen and Tong Hanchuan walked on the road.

When I got home, the sky was dyed with a layer of golden mist, Han Chuan temporarily settled Mama Zhong in her main room, and went into the stove house to cook a bowl of white radish crucian carp soup that moistened the lungs and smoothed the lungs, the fish was bought by Xiao Shuang'er in the bazaar, took the gills and internal organs, fried them in the oil pan until both sides were browned, then added hot water and radish, and then sprinkled with green onions when they came out of the pot, which looked tempting and the index finger moved, and it smelled fragrant.

Mama Zhong drank the soup and fell asleep.

Han Junliu Hu Wenhe ate the fruit to thank him, Hu Wenhe took a piece of mung bean cake made into a hibiscus pattern from a small porcelain plate, and said goodbye, "... It's still on an errand, and I'm going to come back and bother it. The matter of the house, you don't have to panic first, there is always a way, I will ask the familiar master to find out. ”

Han Chuan responded with a smile, Hu Wenhe was on an errand in Jing Zhaoyin, and there were more ways than them.

"Then please ask, it's not that I feel sorry for the house and the money, but I feel that my heart is blocked." Han Chuan said.

Hu Wenhe can understand, those two people are really angry, if it weren't for the official uniform, he would definitely go up and slap those two people, but the solar term is the head, this can't be said in a hurry, so he looked at the red lantern hanging on the porch, "Congratulations on a good New Year, Happy New Year!" ”

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve.

Han Chuan replied with congratulations, "Congratulations and joy!" ”

Chinese New Year's Eve closed its doors and closed its doors everywhere.

Mama Zhong was tired for a long time, and she didn't wake up halfway through sleep.

Han Chuan and the two small ones were lightly cooking Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the yard, the ingredients were prepared yesterday, there are no particularly precious ingredients, mostly chicken, lamb, duck and other common market goods, only four waxy mullet roe after aging is rare and good.

This is in October, Han Chuan in the eastern suburbs of the market to buy mullet surprise, open the belly, two golden fish eggs let Han Chuan's index finger move, the yard salt pickling, heavy salt penetration, heavy pressure dehydration, the flavor will gradually transform into a thick taste like ham.

With the strength of the mountain, he lifted the stone that pressed the mullet roe, and got four good things that were fragrant and browned.

Xiao Shuang'er stretched out her head to look at it and frowned, "What is this?" ”

Han Chuan smiled and soaked the four mullet roe in sorghum wine, tore off the membrane skin to remove the smell, and put it next to it for later use, "This is the fish roe of the mullet, it is the way to eat it in Chiayi, it is delicious." ”

Xiao Shuang'er swallowed with difficulty.

The sky gradually darkened like thick ink, Han Chuan asked Xiao Shuang'er to go to the Iron Lion Hutong next door to see if Grandpa Bai and Bai Sixi were worth it, and after a while, there was a few sounds of "dong dong dong" at the door.

Han Chuan greeted him out, Grandpa Bai led Bai Sixi, followed by Cui's eyebrows.

"You're here!"

Han Chuan smiled and took the bamboo basket in Bai Sixi's hand, glanced at the basket, and pouted, "I thought it was something good!" The result is a few bamboo shoots! ”

Grandpa Bai's familiar slap slapped the back of Hanchuan's head!

"Illiterate dog thing! What the hell! Keep your dog's eyes open and take a good look at what it is! Grandpa Bai slapped it down again, "Don't say it's my old white head who brought out the apprentice!" ”

Han Chuan smiled and stroked the back of his head, took it out and took a closer look, "Yo he", "You're a bit of a row these days!" Can the yellow mud arch be intercepted? ”

The yellow mud arch is a very precious bamboo shoot.

Its flesh is more delicate and crisp than any bamboo shoots, it is a good thing that can only be obtained in spring, but the territory of Dawei is vast, when the north is cold and frozen, the south is still warm and whirring, and it is transported to the capital with an ice cellar and a fast horse...

This thing is very rare.

There are only three or four heads of a mountain.

Not to mention the bumpy carriages and horses along the way.

Grandpa Bai was quite proud, and followed Han Chuan inside, "Concubine Niangniang these days, the fetus is well raised, grandpa, what kind of dishes do I make, Lady Concubine Niangniang said that it was delicious, and this thing was still appreciated by Concubine Niangniang." ”

Han Chuan laughed, "The food you cook is to meet the appetite of the lady concubine." ”

Two men walked side by side in front of them.

Cui Shi followed behind, buried his head and looked at the house without a trace, tugged at the corner of Bai Sixi's clothes, leaned over and said softly, "You said first, this house is a murderous house, so you asked Chu'er to pick up a big bargain?" ”

Bai Sixi nodded and said casually, "It seems that grandpa also invited the master of Xiaojue Temple to do things." ”

Cui's eyebrows lowered.

I smacked viciously in my heart.

Look at the layout and structure of this house, then look at these carved beams and paintings, and then look at the porcelain calligraphy and paintings placed outside...

The father-in-law also said that this girl was out of the palace with clean silver!

It's a fart!

I don't know how many private rooms are still hidden!

How much silver can you make selling bread?!

After selling the cakes for so many months, I earned a house!

Cui's hand clutched the handkerchief tightly, he couldn't tell what it was like, and he looked up and asked his son, "I see that there are five tables in this hall, is it not good in the past?" "Looking around, there is a partition between the tables, far away, and you still want to make money? Cui Shi thought for a while, "Ru Chu'er really can't make money, so I still persuade her to sell this house, the murderous house is in her hands, and the price can rise a lot, if she wants to open a restaurant, it can be done in our house... I cleaned up the yard and set a table for her. ”

Bai Sixi was about to choke on tears by his mother's little abacus.

Sell this place and go back to Iron Lion Alley?

Make money by opening a restaurant in your own small yard?

Is that the shopkeeper of Han Chuan, or is their Bai family the shopkeeper?

Bai Sixi waved his hand and said impatiently, "People's business is good!" According to the table charge, one person three taels of silver for a meal! Don't fight these ideas of a thousand cuts, grandpa took you out for Chinese New Year's Eve today, it is a disguised solution to your feet, if you are restless, Sensei said that the account book will be collected for you, grandpa may not know what to do! ”

Do what!

What can be done!

She can't take a break!

Cui pursed his lips tightly.

Lati and Xiao Shuang'er set up a bamboo shed next to the big persimmon tree, burned the copper stove and the ondol, Xiao Shuang'er went to talk to Cui's affectionately, but was called by Cui's as his own maid, and asked Xiao Shuang'er to pour tea for her for a while, and for a while the tea was cold, and for a while the tea was hot, and the master's score was more than the palace concubine.

Han Chuan simply called Xiao Shuang'er in.

Grandpa Bai watched Han Chuan cook behind his back with his hands behind his back, and saw that Han Chuan put four mullet roe on the fire and roasted them until a layer of yellow and white small burnt noodles appeared, and cut the mullet roe into thin beeswax-like things with a diagonal knife, and folded spicy white radish slices and radish seedlings on the left and right, and nodded invisibly.

There is no slack in the work in hand, three taels of silver per person, this price, can be collected.