Chapter 22: Thirty Years of Hedong

After breakfast, Liang Yuan and I went to the farmers' market first.

After going to several chicken killing stalls, we didn't find a satisfactory source of goods.

In fact, the quality of the offal we looked at is okay, but the price is a little more expensive.

But no matter how expensive it is, it is better than nothing.

I bought all the chicken offal on those chicken killing stalls, and after looking at the quantity, it was only about ten catties.

I preliminarily calculated that in the next few days of reopening, business should not be very good, and this little chicken offal can be fried in a small pot, which is estimated to be enough.

It's a big deal, I'll close the stall after selling this point.

Isn't there a saying for doing business called hunger marketing?

I'm a chicken dumpling seller, and I'm in a hurry.

Looking at the butter-covered chicken offal, Liang Yuan sighed twice: "I can't imagine that the chicken offal is so in demand now, when I was a child, no one would eat these things at all." ”

I pulled out a packet of salt from the cupboard, sprinkled them in a bowl of chicken intestines, and poured in some vinegar.

Then I said:

"Yes, people now have very strange mouths, like to eat some bad things in the past, just like the spicy rabbit head that is very popular now, listen to my dad, before guarding the sewer of the frozen rabbit factory, I can pick up a big pot in the afternoon, and now, ah, the marinated ones on the market are about to sell for ten yuan a piece."

Liang Yuan also nodded:

"And the fish bubble, Tang Xiaofan, do you remember, when I was a child, whoever ate fish, we children stepped on the fish bubbles, and the sound was like setting off firecrackers. Later, I don't know who suddenly found out that the fish bubbles can actually be eaten, you see that in the better restaurants now, a plate of fish bubbles has to be sold for seventy or eighty yuan a piece! ”

Washing the chicken offal with salt and vinegar not only washes away all the dirt hanging on it, but also makes the chicken intestines crispier and more delicious.

Not only chicken offal and fish bubbles, but also pig lung slices, beef tendons and the like, those things that were thrown away before are now gradually ascending to the hall of elegance.

Spicy beef tendon has long become the favorite snack of otaku girls.

The pork lung grapefruit soup is also a very famous pre-dinner soup in Cantonese cuisine.

It is said that life is 30 years in Hexi and 30 years in Hedong, and the embodiment of the value of this ingredient is not the case?

Suddenly, I thought of Lao Yu again.

When my dad first opened, he also set up a stall in front of the farmer's market to sell a few live chickens.

At that time, Lao Yu's business was very deserted, and my father's noodle shop was not patronized.

Lao Yu closed the stall and would go to the chicken noodle shop to eat two taels of noodles.

The two often chatted together, saying that if they couldn't survive in the future, they would dig coal in Dongshan County to make money.

Dongshan is a small county town 100 kilometers east of our country.

Coal is abundant there.

The income of workers is hundreds of dollars a day, and the hard-earned money is exchanged for their lives, and the results are very fast.

At first, my dad always thought that Lao Yu was just joking, but one day, Lao Yu suddenly came to say goodbye to my dad, saying that he was no longer selling chickens and was going to Dongshan County to dig coal, and asked my dad if he wanted to go together.

My dad naturally said no, and asked Lao Yu why he said he would leave.

Lao Yu said at the time: "Selling chickens can't earn 100 yuan a day, I can't support my family, men have to be responsible, I have to break through!" ”

That evening, my dad watched Lao Yu go.

Lao Yu is used to hard-working, as long as he can make money, he is willing to do anything.

I thought that with Lao Yu's character, he would continue to work there.

However, after only going for a week, Lao Yu actually came back.

After that, he returned to his old business and began to kill and sell chickens again.

The business was booming all of a sudden.

In the past, a maximum of 10 live chickens were killed a day, but later 50 chickens a day were not enough to sell.

Gradually, Lao Yu began to hire workers, and set up several stalls in other farmers' markets.

In the end, a chicken farm was opened on the outskirts of the city.

It can be said that Lao Yu's success, my dad watched him get up step by step.

That's why when I think of the proverb "Thirty years in Hedong", I think of Lao Yu.

The offal is cleaned up with salt and vinegar.

I washed it several times with clean water, and the slender red and white pieces were sandwiched with slight fluff, and in the natural light, they were very shiny.

Dry my hands, I called Lao Yu and asked him to come out.

Lao Yu paused slightly on the other end of the phone, he asked me what was the matter, I said: "Uncle Yu, don't believe in those immortals and bodhisattvas anymore, don't talk about spending money in vain, and delay Yu Ke." ”

Lao Yu was very strange that I would suddenly say this: "Xiaofan, what do you want to say?" ”

"Let's come out and talk, perhaps, I can save your son."

After saying this, I listened carefully to Lao Yu's reflection over there.

He didn't speak for a long time, and sure enough, he was thinking about something.

It took about a minute before he finally agreed, "Okay, I'll go out to find you after lunch." ”

Hanging up the phone, I started making lunch.

The noodle shop will reopen tomorrow, and for lunch today, I chose some washed chicken offal and chopped it, and then fished out a little pickled ginger and chili pepper that ran out of Chef Zheng's old salt water.

Coupled with red oil bean paste, a plate of sour and spicy celery and chicken offal was stir-fried.

When I went to the farmer's market this morning to buy chicken offal, I also bought four live crucian carp.

Kill well, take care of it.

I fried it in oil, and according to my dad's method, I also added kimchi or something to make a sauerkraut crucian carp.

A stir-fried small pond dish, shiny, emerald green, chubby and very cute.

Two meat and one vegetable, and made a preserved egg and cucumber soup.

Four people eat, one crucian carp per person, and a large plate of chicken offal, just right.

Liang Yuan asked the blind man how the dish tasted, and he squinted his eyes and tasted it slowly:

"It's okay, it's just that there are too many spines, and it's hard to spit out, I suggest you use mandarin fish next time, there is only one thorn in the whole body, and the meat is still tender, so it's easy to eat."

Liang Yuan was a little angry when he heard it:

"This is crucian carp, can there be not many spines, how much is a pound of mandarin fish, don't you count it yourself? I want to eat it and buy it myself! ”

The blind man laughed and waved his hand hurriedly:

"Isn't that my suggestion? What is the suggestion, that is, if it is suitable, it will be adopted, and if it is not suitable, you will not follow it......"

The way he laughed was ugly.

The yellow teeth look like the result of years of smoke and fire.

Liang Yuan glared at him: "I asked you how it tasted, what do you always say the ingredients are for?" ”

The blind man Wang took a bite of chicken offal: "Fish is also the carrier of taste, without fish and condiments, who can eat it." As he spoke, he took two sips:

"It's like this celery fried chicken offal, you still have to rely on chicken offal to season, otherwise, a bowl of celery will be boring to eat."

I have to say that Wang Gang is really suitable for fortune telling.

It can say that what is reasonable is unreasonable, and what is dead can be blown into life.

This is also a skill.

I didn't say much, but just asked him, "Is there a difference between the taste of what I made and what my dad made?" ”