And the cooking looks pretty good?

Seeing the appearance of wormwood's wide-eyed eyes, Mother Liu smiled, "I didn't believe it at first, no, it's so fragrant, I guess it's just that the girl refused to show her hand in the past." ”

"Our girls are amazing." Wormwood smacked her lips.

is good-looking, can sing, dance, play the moon qin, can read and write, and even has good cooking skills......

To put it mildly, if she were a man, she would definitely marry such a good girl home.

Why doesn't the second master know what to worry about......

The chicken stew is soft and delicious, smooth and tender to the touch, and the noodles are also chewy and delicious.

When Mama Liu cooks the noodles, she puts some spinach leaves that are tender in spring, and the slightly sweet taste brings out the rich aroma of the chicken and the fresh taste of the noodles.

Su Yujin couldn't help but nod when she ate.

That's the right taste.

Because of the taste of dinner, Su Yujin ate a bowl and a half of noodles, and ate a lot of whole chicken, and even burped after eating.

Wormwood and Mother Liu also ate two bowls before they were willing to put down the dishes and chopsticks.

As the weather got warmer, the remaining half of the chickens could not be put away, so they were made again at noon on the second day.

Unlike last night's braised chicken nuggets, this time it was made with a recipe called three-cup chicken.

The first time Mother Liu heard such a practice, she naturally wouldn't do it, but she felt that as a slave, it was really inappropriate to let Su Yujin cook all the time, so she let Su Yujin watch from the side and tell her how to do it, and she would do it.

Green onions, ginger and garlic in a boiling pot, stir-fry the chicken pieces, add soy sauce, rice wine, rock sugar, bring to a boil over high heat, simmer over low heat, and sprinkle some shallots when it comes out of the pot.

The chicken nuggets are full of aroma, soft and delicious, with a slightly sweet taste and a suitable mouthfeel, accompanied by soft and glutinous white rice......

Su Yujin himself felt that it tasted very good.

Wormwood and Mother Liu scooped up all the soup again and used it to make rice.

The flowers and plants in the flower bed were sold for a few more days, until the flower garden became empty, except for a fairly tall osmanthus tree.

The osmanthus tree owner is extravagant, and wormwood suggests that it is better to stay.

And Su Yujin remembered that she could pick some osmanthus flowers in the autumn to make osmanthus honey candy or osmanthus cake, so she also nodded in agreement, and only asked Mother Liu and Wormwood to turn over the flower garden carefully.

Mother Liu went to the street to buy some carob seedlings, cucumber seedlings and so on one by one, and found some leek roots, loofah seeds, garlic, etc., all planted together.

In March, the spring is full of joy, and the vegetable seedlings of the small half of the yard are full of vitality at this time, a piece of green, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

Seeing this, Su Yujin couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

It's got a little bit of a look.

After waiting for more than a month, you will be able to eat fresh and delicious home-grown vegetables, and you can also save a lot of money.

And then, she needs to think about how to make money to support herself and her two slaves.

In the afternoon, Su Yujin called Wormwood and Mother Liu to him.

"You can see what I look like now."

Su Yujin said, "The second master hasn't come for a long time, and the silver in his hand has been spent, and I have already secretly taken the valuable jewelry and clothes as silver, and sold the flowers in the flower garden, so it can be said that everything that can be sold has been sold for almost a lot." ”

"Rao is like this, now there are only two taels of silver in our hands, even if we are careful in our calculations, that is, to last for a few months, after more than a month, the life will not be able to go on at all."

"So I thought, it's useless to wait for the second master to come, it's better for us to think of a way to make some money, and our life will be better in the future."

"It's just that I'm thinking about it, we don't know the business next to us, and we don't have much capital, my cooking skills are quite good, how about we sell some food?"

Wormwood almost blurted out, "Okay, the girl's cooking skills are so good, our food business must be good." ”

"Nonsense, how can the girl be like us, showing her head at will?" Mother Liu stopped.

only said that it was inappropriate to show up, but did not say that the food business should not be done.

Su Yujin thought for a while, "Why don't we try to sell some wontons first?" I'll wrap it, Mother Liu rolls out the skin and cooks the wontons, wormwood greets the guests, and cleans up the dishes and spoons. ”

After all, her cooking skills are online, and things like wontons have staple food, soup, and meat, and most of the people on the street are willing to come and have a bowl.

It just happened that there were three of them, and the division of labor was also appropriate.

"Girl, don't blame the old slave for being too talkative, if the second master turns around and knows that you are selling wontons, I'm afraid I'll be angry." Mother Liu reminded.

The second master is a member of the household department, his father is also a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, and his grandfather's family is a military general, and he is also a famous family in the capital, and his outer room is going to show up to do a small business......

Mother Liu didn't dare to imagine how ugly her face would be if the second master knew about it.

"I've thought about this too, but Mother Liu doesn't have to worry."

Su Yujin smiled, "If the second master really still thinks about me, he won't leave me here for so long without any news, so I estimate that the second master will not come again in a short time." ”

"Besides, the money given by the second master was all squandered by me, if the second master comes, he will definitely be displeased to see me so restless and self-conscious, since this is the case, it is better to put on an attitude, and it also shows that I sincerely regret it."

In general, setting up a stall to sell wontons is also a helpless move, and there is a reason for it.

And in the current situation, if you don't do the wonton business, I'm afraid there is no way to continue to live.

When Mother Liu heard this, after thinking for a while, even though she was helpless in her heart, she nodded, "What the girl said makes sense, everything is up to the girl." ”

"In that case, let's get it together." Su Yujin instructed, "Mother Liu go buy some pork, green onions, ginger and other ingredients, and also try to roll out the wonton skin, I will try to adjust the wonton filling, wormwood, you go and take care of the stove, benches and long tables used to set up the stall." ”

"Yes, girl."

decided to do it, and the three of them were all busy.

Two days later, a new wonton stand appeared on the streets of Qinghe County.

People passing by saw this brand-new "Su Ji" trick, and then looked at the neat and clean stalls, and opened their mouths to ask, "How many wontons are a bowl?" ”

"Ten wen a bowl, make sure the portion is sufficient, and the taste is good." The wormwood volume was loud, and the voice was also pleasant, "A bowl of guest officer?" ”

"A bowl of ravioli!" The guests sat down.

"Okay." Wormwood responded and put the wontons wrapped in Su Yujin into the pot.

After boiling the water for a while, I scooped it up, put a few dried shrimp and chopped coriander in it, and then scooped a little oil from the jar next to it and poured it on.

"What's this?" Guest inquiry.

"The scallion oil is very fragrant, and the guest officer will know it when you taste it." Wormwood brought the ravioli.

The guests were skeptical, first smelled it, and sure enough, they felt that the aroma was fragrant and the taste was mellow, so they scooped up the wontons and ate them in a big gulp.

Thin skin and big filling, rich soup, after a bowl of belly, there is still a sense of unfinished, the guest thought about it, and shouted, "Another bowl of ......"