Now that oil is so expensive, is she willing to buy it?

"You can't buy fritters, you can buy something else."

So, she left Song Lianzhou, who was waiting for her to cook in the room, and Song Lianzhou, who was eating, went out of the house and went straight to the market.

Now is the time to disperse, some of the stalls have not been removed, she went to see if she can pick up any leaks.

When Yu Meng came to the market, she happened to meet a few breakfast sellers who were closing their stalls.

"Big brother, I want to ask, do you still have big fruits in your family?"

Yu Meng walked to a stall that looked at the surplus and asked.

Hearing someone ask about Daguozi, the stall owner glanced up at Yu Meng and shook his head: "No." ”

The rest of that thing is not delicious, and it is cold and hard, and he buys and deepens it every time.

Yu Meng glanced at the survival behind him, and happened to see the hot oil burning in the pot, Yu Meng's eyes lit up: "Big brother, can you sell me some of your fried big fruit oil and good noodles?" ”

"What are you buying this for?"

The stall owner frowned after looking at the noodles and oil that he was going home to steam steamed buns.

"My husband is sick and wants to eat big fruits, but now that he has dispersed, I want to buy some raw materials from you and go back and make them for him."

Song Lianzhou, who was cooking at home, sneezed.

Seeing that Yu Meng was going to fry big fruits for her husband, the stall owner's heart softened.

"There's not much left anyway, so I'll give—"

"Big brother, no, as much as you want, I'll give you money."

Hearing that the stall owner was going to give her away, Yu Meng hurriedly interrupted the stall owner's words, took out a few yuan and handed it to the stall owner.

Seeing that Yu Meng insisted on giving money, the stall owner did not refuse, and directly accepted Yu Meng's money.

Yu Meng went to another stall to buy an oil drum and packed the stall owner's oil in it.

"Big sister, don't worry, my oil is freshly boiled, I just used it once, and I didn't give it to you before I used it."

The stall owner was afraid that Yu Meng would respond from the bottom of his heart, so he explained to Yu Meng.

Hearing the stall owner's words, Yu Meng's heart relaxed a lot.

But when she bought alum glutinous rice, she bought ten catties of oil and went back.

When Yu Meng entered the door, she saw Song Lianzhou standing at the door of the house staring at her, looking at her like a large domestic dog, abandoned by her owner, and starving after a day.

“…… I'll do it for you now, and you'll be there later. ”

The fritters are not ready-made, she needs to fry them, she will have to wait a while.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Song Lianzhou that this meal would have to wait for a while.

Hearing Yu Meng's words, Song Lianzhou honestly turned around and returned to the house to continue waiting.

"Mengmeng, how do you buy so many things?"

Aunt Bai heard the two talking, so she greeted her, but she didn't expect to see Yu Meng fiddling with ingredients in the kitchen as soon as she went out, and it seemed that she had bought a lot.

Hearing Aunt Bai's words, Yu Meng nodded: "Well, I want to try a new dish today." ”

It's just a little bit of trouble.

Aunt Bai squatted down to help Yu Meng pack up her things: "Why do you still buy so much oil?" ”

Aunt Bai didn't say it directly, but Yu Meng heard the meaning of the words.

She curled her lips and smiled: "Aunt Bai, I want to fry big fruits, so I need more oil." ”

Yu Meng's explanation made Aunt Bai's slightly frowning eyebrows a little relieved.

"Are you going to sell big fruits?"

Aunt Bai was puzzled.

However, she finds it much more convenient to sell large fruits than wontons and dumplings.

"No, it's just that the dish needs big fruit, but you can also take it and sell it tomorrow."

The more dishes there are, the more audiences there are.