Chapter 5 Ideas to get rich

Author: Lao Huang next door 007

Chapter 5 Ideas to get rich

"Do Yinyin want to eat stewed chicken?" Song Yiren held Xiao Tuanzi's hand, and her skinny little hand was obviously caused by long-term malnutrition.

Xiao Duanzi nodded and shook her head violently again. "Yinyin will eat less, Yinyin. You can also help your mother with work! Mom, don't send Yinyin to be a child bride."

While speaking, tears were visible to the naked eye, and the original owner's memory emerged in Song Yiren's mind.

Song Yiren was rubbed by Chen's family on weekdays, and then followed Chen's favored boys over girls. She hated Xiao Tuanzi as a girl, so she vented her anger on this child. On the surface, this child was fine, but any invisible places were poked out from a hairpin and wounds from an embroidery needle.

"Yinyin, come here." Yiren smiled, lowered the volume, and said as soft as possible.

"Mom, the sound is wrong." Xiao Tuanzi saw Song Huan calling her over and thought she was going to be beaten again. While shivering and retreating, she was so scared that she peed her pants, but she still didn't dare to cry loudly, sobbing in a low voice.

Alas, this is really a sin! The original owner is pitiful and hateful! Song Yiren cursed in her heart.

The original owner used to torture Xiao Tuanzi secretly. Xiao Tuanzi was so scared that she would hide her head, thinking that her mother would not see him in this way.

Then she shivered motionlessly, but it was conceivable that the original owner would eventually find out. What was waiting for her was to pick her up and beat her up. Over time, she became afraid of being able to wet her pants, and she did not recover until she was three or four years old.

When the original owner found out that she had peed her pants, he beat her again

"Yinyin, the chicken cannot be eaten yet. When my mother makes money, she will definitely stew the chicken for you after she makes money! Now let's wash it first, then change the pants, okay?" Yiren said confidently, looking like a promise to Xiaotuanzi, but in fact she made an agreement with herself.

Xiao Tuanzi stared at her with her big watery eyes and looked at her. I don’t know if she understood it, but she still nodded obediently.

Song Yiren lifted the cover of the water tank and also had a large tank of water, enough to wash the small dumplings. Otherwise, although it was summer, the well water that had just been dug was still too cold.

After scooping water in the basin, Xiaotuanzi took off her pants and sat in and washed herself.

Looking at the little dumplings who took off their clothes, they were covered with tiny wounds. Although they had the memory of the original owner and had known all this for a long time, they could not help but be shocked and distressed!

Song Yiren wet her eyes for no reason. Although this child has parents, she is not as good as she did in an orphanage when she was a child!

"Yinyin is so good. She covered herself with a quilt and lay down by herself. Mom goes to make delicious food for you, okay?"

"Mom, you are so nice." The child was so coaxing, and Song Yiren laughed.

Song Yiren came out of the house, secretly wiped her tears, and went straight to the chicken coop behind the house.

Not all the eggs left at home were left, and Old Mrs. Chen was plundered away. Seeing that the sun was going west, Song Yiren decided to try her luck, seeing if the chicken lays the eggs today.

Sure enough! There is a hot egg in the chicken coop!

Song Yiren returned to the soil stove in the front yard with eggs, then went to the bedroom to rummage the boxes and cabinets to find the small bag of white flour in the original owner's memory. Finally, he found two wilted green onions in the front yard. It was probably Mrs. Chen's fish that slipped through the net.

Song Yiren knocked the egg open and beat it into the big bowl with a little salt.

Add the white flour in batches, add water while whipping it until it is thick but flowable, add the chopped green onion.

Based on the original owner's memory, Song Yiren found a lard can in the corner of the house. Maybe it was summer, and the original owner was afraid of bad things and deliberately put it in a cool place.

A large piece of meat oil was dug from the jar, put it in a pan, stir-fry and then put it in a liquid egg flour.

The matchmaking stove, large oil and farm eggs, the fragrance suddenly spreads.

Song Yiren is a master's degree in agriculture and a food blogger, but maybe because the ingredients are not as good as in ancient times, she has never made such a fragrant egg cake in modern times, and for a moment she feels like she is drooling.

For an egg, I used a little flour, the eggs were more floured, and the lard was a bit more fragrant.

Song Yiren brushed the bowl of eggs, put the freshly prepared egg cakes in the house, and brought them to the square table in the house, and invited the little dumplings to come and eat.

The little dumpling had already smelled the crispy smell and his eyes were shiny. He sat on the four dining tables, just a little taller than the table. She couldn't help but reach out and retracted.

"Mom, you eat it." On weekdays, eggs are plundered by Old Lady Chen, and occasionally fish that misses the net will also nourish Song Yiren and give birth to a son.

In the original owner's words, what eggs should a little girl eat for a piece of cake? So much so that the little dumplings have never eaten eggs once!

"My mother has eaten it, and these things can't be eaten, Yinyin eats it."

After hearing this, Xiao Tuanzi boldly reached out her hand, picked up a small piece of egg cake, and then glanced at Song Yiren. Seeing that she had no reaction, she took it in her hand and took a bite.

"It's so hot, mom..." Xiaotuanzi's eyes were so hot that tears quickly rose, but she didn't vomit it out, and she swallowed it, so anxious that Song Yiren was almost snatched it.

"Yinyin, I will vomit it out next time I eat it hot!"

"Mom, Yinyin wasted food when she was alive and could not vomit." This was exactly what the original owner said, and Xiaotuanzi's tender voice retelled it, which seemed even more cruel.

Song Yiren hugged Xiaotuanzi tightly, shaking it, and said, "Yinyin is not a waste of food. Yinyin is my most adorable baby! So you can spit out any hot mouth and those that are not delicious in the future!"

The little dumpling seemed to understand, and then waved the egg cake in his hand.

"Mom, it's delicious, it's more delicious than the cakes my grandmother bought for my uncle! I've smelled it!"

Xiaotuanzi's words suddenly gave Song Yiren the inspiration, and egg cakes may make money!

How many eggs can you save at home? You can get three pounds of flour per pound, and you can grow onions by yourself. In addition, there is lard. There is also a pot of clay pot at home, so you can make an egg cake worth more than ten pounds.

This kind of food is usually sold in schools, factories, shopping malls, subway entrances, and places with dense crowds.

But in ancient times, those who went to school were children from rich families, and the family might not be asked to eat such external food. Large places were controlled by the government and could not be sold. In ancient times, there were naturally no shopping malls or subway entrances or subway entrances.

Just when he was at a loss, Song Yiren suddenly thought that according to the original owner's memory, there was a wharf in the town. Except for the frozen river surface in the deep winter, a large number of workers lingered on the wharf in the other three seasons, doing loading and unloading coolies.

He works more, earns more, and eats more, which is exactly the right person for Song Yiren to sell egg cakes!

However, egg cakes are more expensive after all, so they have to sell two copper plates for one. You can also make some cheap corn cakes, two copper plates for one copper plate. Ordinary men can eat enough.

(End of this chapter)
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