14. Chapter 14 Slow-selling fresh food

Author: Next door Lao Huang 007

Song Yiren steamed a large pot of brown rice and took it with her to sell in the town tomorrow morning, so that she would not be able to make it in time tomorrow morning. She was also worried that the millet in the dumplings would not be chewable, so she steamed it for a long time.

I filled half a bowl of rice, poured it with thick red oil sauce, rich-colored braised pork soup and braised pork. I also cut a braised egg and prepared one for myself and the little dumpling.

"Yinyin, sit down and eat some meat!" Song Yiren patted the stool and said to the little dumpling who had washed her hands long ago and was standing next to him waiting.

"Can you really eat meat? Mom" ​​Xiaotuanzi heard that he could really eat meat. His little face was tense and he couldn't hide his smile. Then he seemed to have thought of something again, and the smile quickly appeared on his face.

The decline continues. She raised her face boldly. Her mother is really good now. If she doesn't beat her and lets her eat meat, will her mother change back?

"What's wrong? Yinyin?" Song Yiren noticed something strange about Xiaotuanzi, squatted down and asked patiently.

"Mom, you are so kind." Xiaotuanzi hugged Song Yiren and said with a sob: "No, the mother you are now is so kind. Yinyin is afraid, will mother change back?"

"Yinyin is good, mom did something wrong before, but now she understands that Yinyin is mom's cutest baby, and she will treat her well in the future!" Song Yiren carried the little dumpling onto the chair.

"Mom will always love and protect our Yinyin. Now, how about we, Yinyin, eat meat first?"

The dumplings were still small. After Song Yiren said this, the aroma of rice and meat spread to his nose, and his attention was immediately attracted to the food in front of him.

Xiaotuanzi’s eyes widened as she looked at the rice covered with oily, tender pieces of meat. Without moving her eyes, she stared at the meat and asked her mother: “Mom, can I really eat it?

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Song Yiren didn't say anything. She picked up a piece of meat and put it to Xiaotuanzi's mouth. Xiaotuanzi opened his mouth and bit it. As a result, his teeth bit on the chopsticks, which made tears well up in his eyes.

"Yinyin, open your mouth quickly and take a look. Are your teeth broken?" Song Yiren wanted to check anxiously.

Xiaotuanzi chewed it with big mouthfuls, with tears in his eyes, but shook his head vigorously at Song Yiren, refused to open his mouth, and said vaguely: "It doesn't hurt, the sound doesn't hurt, the meat is delicious!"

Song Yiren waited until Xiaotuanzi swallowed the mouthful of meat and then checked her teeth. Children's teeth are more fragile, and there are no dentists in this era, so toothache can be terrible! Fortunately, nothing happened, Xiaotuanzi took her own small wooden stick again.

He ate with a squeak of a spoon.

After a silent night, I woke up early the next morning and made vegetarian white flour pancakes, wild vegetable corn pancakes and egg pancakes as usual. This time I made a total of eighty pancakes, plus rice and braised pork in two large barrels.

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I sent the dumplings to Aunt Li's house. As soon as I got home, Uncle Song, who had made an appointment yesterday, came to the door, helped Song Yiren carry the basket and bucket, and rushed to town.

When the work whistle sounded on the pier, Song Yiren shouted: "In addition to the daily bread, we also have fresh food! The unique braised pork rice in Kangpin County is delicious and cheap!" Because no matter who it is, the original owner

Song Yiren has never been to the county, let alone the capital. There are many workers on the dock who have traveled all over the country. She dare not exaggerate. At least in Kangpin County, there is no such thing as braised pork rice!

"Sister-in-law, what is this braised pork rice?"

Song Yiren opened the covers on the two large barrels and explained: "It's just this bowl of meat, paired with a bowl of rice, and it costs four cents a portion. This is the best pork belly!"

Seeing the oily color and smelling the rich aroma of meat, an elder brother felt salivating in his mouth. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, but he still couldn't help but said: "Brown rice costs a penny or two kilograms, and pork belly is just a penny." It’s more than ten cents per catty, and your braised pork rice only costs four cents per serving. How can it be called cheap?”

"Brother, you can try it first!" Song Yiren took out a bowl as usual and put a small spoonful in it. "As usual, there is no charge for tasting!"

When everyone heard that there was no charge, they all rushed forward to try it. After eating it, they were full of praise. Some people started to go back to the construction site to pick up their own bowls and buy them back, but in the end it was not as popular as the cake.

Of the eighty cakes, Song Yiren only left one for herself for lunch, and the others were rushed to buy them up. But there was half a bucket of braised pork left. Song Yiren wondered if there was something wrong with the taste?

I quickly served myself a bowl and it tasted fine! Could it be that northerners can’t get used to the southern taste?

Song Yiren was holding the braised pork rice in her hand, but she was poking at the meat in the bowl with her chopsticks, thinking in ecstasy.

"The workers at the dock earn more than thirty coppers a day. All of them here are men who have left their homes and careers to earn hard-earned money. A bowl of braised pork rice costs four cents. Who is sick enough to buy this?" Song Yiren raised her head, Gu Yan The wind is coming not far from the opposite side.

"I don't know what kind of person this person is. He walks quietly and speaks suddenly and scaryly!" Song Yiren looked at him and thought to herself: "He was shaking his head after walking for a few steps. There were seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied expressions on his face. He didn’t know who he was and thought someone owed him money!”

Song Yiren held the bowl and turned around, not wanting to pay attention to him.

"Hey, little widow!" Gu Yanfeng wanted to call Song Yiren, but couldn't help but awkwardly poked her shoulder.

"That braised pork rice, serve me a bowl." Seeing that Song Yiren still ignored him, Gu Yanfeng resorted to a money trick. He thought: This little widow is very open-minded when it comes to money! "I'll give it to you." money!"

"Give me the money first!" Song Yiren stretched out her hand.

Gu Yanfeng took out dimes of silver from left and right, and shouted: "Jian Ye!" The boy behind him looked like his young master took out the silver from his pocket, but stretched out his hand towards him. He didn't understand for a moment, and then He put his hand up doubtfully

With a "pop" sound, Gu Yanfeng knocked the boy's hand off. Seeing Song Yiren couldn't help laughing, Gu Yanfeng turned around and glared at her, and then said to Jiang Ye fiercely:

"You are sick! You idiot! Coins! Coins! Four coppers!"

"Oh, okay, young master!" Jiangye took out four coins and put them in his young master's hand.

"I can still owe you four copper coins. Hurry up and serve rice and meat!"

"Master, this... the little one will be beaten if he eats too much!" Jiang Ye tried to persuade him aggrievedly.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll hit you right now!"

Song Yiren took four copper coins and served Gu Yanfeng a bowl of braised pork rice.

Gu Yanfeng didn't have high expectations, but as soon as he took his mouth, the meat was fragrant and glutinous. Although it was pork belly, it was not greasy. The fat in the fat part just balanced the firewood in the lean part, and the elasticity of the pork skin was even more pronounced. Full of soup, the whole piece of meat paired with brown rice has an indescribable taste!

Gu Yanfeng grew up in the capital before he was eight years old, and later came to Kangpin County. He was also the young master of the county magistrate's family. He was also a young man who was proficient in eating, drinking, having fun, horse racing, and chicken fighting. Naturally, he had eaten a lot of delicious food.

The bowl of braised pork rice really surprised him.

"How does it taste?" Song Yiren stared at Gu Yanfeng as if he were a guinea pig.

"The taste...it's just okay! It's passable." Gu Yanfeng thought to himself, "It's so damn delicious," but he changed his words.

"Hey," Song Yiren sighed. She originally thought that the cake would be easy to imitate, but the braised pork rice was not easy to make. She also wanted to use it to build a house for her family and buy some things for herself before giving birth!

It seems it doesn’t work!

Seeing Song Yiren sigh, Gu Yanfeng said: "Actually, the taste is not bad, mainly because of the location!"

"You mean you shouldn't sell it at the dock?" Unlike Jiang Ye who looked confused next to him, Song Yiren immediately understood what Gu Yanfeng meant.

"Quite smart! People in the dock are poor and braised pork rice is expensive. If you go to the central street in the town or Hongwu Street in the county, the people there are willing to spend money for food!"

"I was thinking about this problem just now, but it's not your fault!" Song Yiren rolled her eyes at him again. She felt that ever since she met him, her eyes hurt from rolling her eyes.

"I?"

"I gave you half a month's stall tax. If I go somewhere else, wouldn't I have to pay again?"

"Sister-in-law, you don't know something about this!" Jiang Ye interjected arrogantly. "Those two streets that the young master just mentioned are all our young master's territory!"

"Yes, you go, I won't charge you any extra money!" Gu Yanfeng straightened his back, as if he was very proud.

Song Yiren thought in her heart that she was sick and pretended to be a bully and felt superior! But she flattered her: "That's a coincidence, Master Gu is very capable! Then I'll go now, it's agreed."
Chapter completed!