Li Qing gave a whole fritter to Yun Ji, and Yun Ji couldn't wait to take a bite, full of oily fragrance.

"Mother, it's delicious......" Yun He held the fritters and ate them in small bites, with a satisfied face. Li Qing tasted the other two bowls, and finally determined that the second bowl was in the normal ratio of flour, yeast and alkali, and the noodles could be mixed according to this ratio in the future.

As soon as Jiang entered the door, he smelled the smell of oil, which was not pure oil, as if it was mixed with flour. A trace of uneasiness flashed in Jiang's heart, and in the morning his daughter-in-law asked how much oil was left in the house...... Is it possible? Jiang Shi was puzzled and couldn't help but speed up his pace. She left her basket in the yard and headed straight for the kitchen. I saw that the three bowls were neatly arranged with golden strips, and the small one was still eating.

Li Qing was scooping the unfinished oil in the pot into the jar. In this era when oil is already expensive, oil cannot be wasted at all. With the last bit of oil in the pot, Li Qing poured the dishes that had been prepared on the side.

"Aqing, this is the kind of food you are talking about?" Jiang Shi pointed to the fritters and was very surprised.

She looked at the oil pot and saw that there was only half of the oil left in it. This thing smells old and fragrant, but it's piled up with oil, it's too wasteful, right, can this thing make money? It's no wonder if you don't die. It took a pound or two of oil to blow up such a little thing. You must know that one or two catties of oil can fry vegetables for a month and a half.

Thinking of this, Jiang's heart ached, and the words of blaming Li Qing were about to be put on his lips. Li Qing saw that the situation was wrong, and he was afraid that Jiang was going to be angry, so he hurriedly took a fritter and fed it to Jiang's mouth. The oil and the incense of the noodles suddenly jumped into Jiang's nose.

"Mother, taste it." Li Qing said with a smile. Jiang instinctively secreted saliva, she swallowed, and she didn't want to blame Li Qing, so she took a bite of the fritters.

This bite leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

It smells so good!

It turned out that in addition to cakes and steamed buns, there was such a delicacy, and Jiang picked up one after eating.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Qing added a few sticks of firewood, and then opened the lid of another pot, which contained porridge with mung beans. Jiang Shi held the fritters in one hand and picked up the spatula with the other hand to turn the vegetables in the pot. After eating one, she remembered whether she should reprimand Li Qing......

Okay, I was actually tricked by my own daughter-in-law, and suddenly Jiang's mouth was raised high.

"Mother, I'll send these to Aunt Wang."

Li Qing used a small frame made of bamboo to hold seven or eight fritters, each of which was as thick as a baby's lotus root arm, and together it was as much as a small frame. For such a thing, the Jiang family will not refuse, and the Wang family will not lose a share of the Jiang family if there is anything delicious, and the neighbors have become relatives for many years.

Yun Ji finished eating the fritters on his hand and went to wash his hands. Without the permission of his mother and grandmother, he would not have eaten it himself. He looked at the long strips on the stove and thought it was the best thing he had ever eaten.

When Li Qing came back, Jiang had already fried the vegetables.

The family came to the table.

"What's the name of this thing? How old are you and me, I have never seen it. ”

"This is called fried ghosts, and it can also be called fried dough sticks and fried fruits. When you fry it in oil, it will expand rapidly, is it vivid and vivid? On a whim. Li Qing smiled and took one for Jiang's family, and another for Yun Ji, and finally picked it up and ate it himself.

It would be nice to have soy milk, but unfortunately I can't make it myself.

"Can this thing make money? So much oil. "The cost of oil is absolute, but the flour is not wasted, and the fermented flour can rise to several times the original size, and it can be fried a lot when cut down.

"Anyway, I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, although this thing consumes some fuel, but it may not be liked by others." Li Ching Road. Jiang also felt reasonable, and the family could still afford to buy vegetable oil for the time being.

"I have calculated, according to three catties of noodles, it costs one and a half catties of oil, plus the loss, a total of four hundred and seventy Wen cost, conservative can fry about one hundred and forty, we sell five copper plates, when the time comes, I will cut the vermicelli a little finer, there is a profit, or we can also sell some oil as potstickers."

Li Qing means that she will only have this little skill, take a look at it first, and if she can make money, she will do it first, and if she can't earn it, she will find another way. She has a way to make money, but where does the principal come from? Let's start with food, people take food as the sky, and eat the most. I haven't done much research on modern food, and some ordinary things can still be made.

Everyone starts from the basics, not to mention that God didn't let her eat bran directly, it's already very good, if she went to Xianqin, it would be an era when there were only crockpots.

"Mother, let's fry it at home first, take it to the grass market to sell, try your luck first, if someone buys it, let's do this, anyway, it's time to go to the market, and weaving and embroidery don't affect it on weekdays."

Jiang nodded, she took out ten taels of silver to give Li Qing Huohuo, if it succeeded, there would be more money in the family in the future, if it was not successful, it was a big deal that she embroidered a few more tributes, and it would come out. Jiang thought so.

Yun Ji heard that the delicious food in his hands was to make money, and he didn't eat anything after eating it cleanly. Li Qing knew that Yun Ji was sensible, so he said: "Xiaobai, we don't sell this today, there are still three days before the market, and if you don't eat it, it will be bad, and then you can only throw it ......away" Li Qing touched Yun Ji's head, in the past three months, Yun Ji has grown a lot taller.

Yun Ji's eyes lit up: "Xiaobai eats." ”

Jiang Shi would not ask who made this thing, in her consciousness, the fried ghost thing had never appeared, and it must have been thought of by Li Qing. Only the first will have a peak, and the latecomers are all fakes, and there will never be much money from the first.

After eating the fried ghost, she also saw its potential. It is not unreasonable for the Jiang family to support the entire Jiang family alone, and her vision is definitely much wider than that of ordinary village women.

And Li Qing is even more so.

Three days later, the two adults of the Jiang family went to the grass market with baskets on their backs, and Yun and the children went to the village school with them separately on the path.

Jiang and Li Qing found a conspicuous position and set up their stalls. The fritters were fried early this morning, and they're still crispy.

No one had ever seen it, let alone eaten it. If the fritters are not fried on the spot, the aroma will not be so strong. Many people smelled the aroma, looked at the pots on the stall, and retracted their desire to find out because they were too unfamiliar.

Li Qing is not in a hurry, as long as there is one person who comes to the door, the sales of fritters will not be worried.