Mrs. Cui looked at it with wide eyes, and she couldn't believe it.

She came to the yard and looked at the fine salt sticking to her hands through the noon sun, and she exclaimed, "Good girl, so fine and so white!" ”

The salt I used to eat in the capital was not so fine and white.

After Mrs. Cui was shocked, she was excited and happy, and the corners of her mouth were grinning.

She hurriedly ran into the stove house and said in a low voice: "Zhiluo, this salt is really good, so fine and white, it is pleasing to look at." ”

"I didn't expect such inferior coarse salt to be able to refine such good salt, and these salts are worth at least more than 100 yuan.

Two catties of salt were refined into more than one catty, very good salt.

How to see how cost-effective.

It's much better than selling 70 cents a pound of salt in a store.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "It is better to use it when it is dried in this way." ”

"In this way, it is more important to add salt to stir-fry, and it can also save some money."

"Yes, yes, or Zhiluo has a way."

At this time, Mrs. Cui admired her daughter-in-law even more.

This is the daughter-in-law of the gods.

There are so many things that will be.

Fortunately, she didn't follow to stop Zhiluo at that time.

Old Madam Cui thought to herself, what Zhiluo wanted to do in the future, she only needed support, and she didn't have to worry about anything else.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with listening to Zhiluo.

Mrs. Cui was happy for a while, and then said to Jiang Zhiluo: "Zhiluo, the pig has been cleaned in the water, I have scrubbed it a few times, and I have cleaned it a few times, and it is clean." ”

Mrs. Cui herself loves cleanliness.

Knowing that this thing is going to be eaten, it is natural to wash it carefully.

Jiang Zhiluo came to the courtyard to take a look, and said with a smile: "Mother, you are very clean and good." ”

"In this way, let's make meat sandwich buns and eat them at night."

The cost of using meat to make meat sandwich buns is too high.

Even if she wants to eat it, if she eats it now, Jiang Zhiluo is reluctant to use meat to make it.

A pound of meat is about 20 yuan, and you can buy a lot of food.

If you earn more money in the future, you will naturally cook braised meat to make meat sandwich buns.

But now if you want to eat meat sandwich buns, you can use the lo-mei boiled in pig water to make meat sandwich buns, which are just as delicious as sandwiched in cakes.

It's noon now, and it's too late to make it.

It takes a long time to stew and marinate the meat.

Although Mrs. Cui was puzzled about how to make meat buns, they also bought a pound of meat.

But she didn't ask much.

She thinks that whatever Zhiluo arranges, she can do.

"Zhiluo, what are we going to eat at noon?"

Jiang Zhiluo asked, "Mother, do you have anything you want to eat?" ”

Old Madam Cui thought about it, she had a lot to eat.

In the past, it was commonplace to eat so much food in the capital, but after being exiled, I missed those foods more and more.

In particular, meat has become a rarity.

Mrs. Cui also knows that her family is poor now, not that she wants to eat, but what she can eat.

Eating enough food before was something she didn't dare to think about.

Since Zhiluo came, the family can eat almost every meal and eat well.

Because the leek box I ate in the morning was relatively full and paddled my stomach, I was busy all morning, and I didn't feel very hungry.

"I think you can eat anything, Zhiluo, you can arrange it."

Jiang Zhiluo thought about it, there were still a lot of things to be busy in the afternoon, and now it was noon, and it would take a long time to cook complicated meals.

It's better to make a quick lunch and have a good one in the evening.

Jiang Zhiluo wants to make egg fried rice, and the egg fried rice time block.

But if you want to make egg fried rice, you need to steam the rice freshly, and then you can make the egg fried rice after steaming the rice.

Jiang Zhiluo suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, mother, there are still steamed buns at home, right?" ”

"Yes, there are two steamed buns, I originally wanted to make some wowotou."

Zhiluo and Hibiscus also got married before, so she steamed a pot of white flour steamed buns.

But white flour is always expensive, and after eating, Mrs. Cui was reluctant to make it again, so she thought about using cornmeal to make a nest and eat it.

When Jiang Zhiluo thought of Wowotou, she felt a little indigestible.

She still likes to eat thin noodles and steamed buns.

"Mother, we can make money now, just eat some fine noodles and rice."

Mrs. Cui thought about it, now they can make sugar, and they can make money by making sugar, and their lives don't have to be as tight as before, and they can indeed eat fine noodles.

And there are only three people in their family for the time being, and even if they eat white noodles, they can't eat much.

She nodded and said, "Okay, my mother listens to you." ”

"Mother, let's make fried steamed buns at noon."

Mrs. Cui was a little stunned, and she had never heard of fried steamed buns.

However, Mrs. Cui nodded and said, "What do you need your mother's help to do, you tell your mother." ”

"Mother help me wash a radish, wash some onions and garlic, and wash this pepper too."

Jiang Zhiluo bought some chili peppers at the market stall, one for lo-mei.

If you fry rice, it will be delicious with a little seasoning, and it will taste even better with a little spicy.

Jiang Zhiluo also wanted to plant some chili peppers in the yard, and when she bought the land, she would also grow some chili peppers in the field.

There is also a little bit of space planting.

If there are many fields in the space, she wants to grow more peppers in the space.

Mrs. Cui went to wash the vegetables as Jiang Zhiluo said.

Jiang Zhiluo took out two steamed buns from the cabinet and cut them into thin pieces.

Just when they were busy, Cui Hejin returned.

When Mrs. Cui saw that her son was back, she said happily: "You came back just in time, we are preparing to cook." ”

"By the way, tell you something happy."

At this time, Mrs. Cui was sitting on a small stool washing radishes and beckoned to Cui Hejian.

Cui Hejin squatted down gently, so that his mother could talk to him.

Mrs. Cui looked around, there was no courtyard wall in this house, and she was afraid of being heard if she said anything.

Old Madam Cui lowered her voice and said, "I sold all the candy I made this morning, and I earned eighty-two yuan, but I bought some things and used them, and Zhiluo posted some ...... by herself."

"You don't know that everyone wants to buy it, and you said that if we have it, we will buy it......"

"And that coarse salt, such a large particle of inferior salt, Zhiluo has made fine white salt, you don't know how beautiful and fine that salt looks......"

Old Madam Cui said, her voice lowered, for fear of being heard.

"I'm telling you, it's a secret, I can't tell it."

The imperial court did not allow the sale of illicit salt, and they could not make money by making fine white salt, but it was very cost-effective for their own use.

Cui Hejin raised her eyebrows, revealing a look of surprise.

"Don't believe it, Zhiluo knows a lot."

"Mother, I know."

Looking at her son's eyes, Mrs. Cui always felt that he was so calm?

Also, the son has a calm temperament, and his mood is invisible, and it is difficult to see what he is thinking.

Jiang Zhiluo saw that Cui Hejin was back, so she didn't say much.

Instead, Cui Hejin came to the stove, stood in front of Jiang Zhiluo and said, "Do you want to cook on the fire?" ”

Jiang Zhiluo was stunned for a moment, Cui Hejin was taking the initiative to talk to her?

Jiang Zhiluo bent her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Well, I'll make a small stir-fry later." ”