Chapter 30: Cornmeal with a delicious taste and flavor
Cheng Qingwen woke up the dough for a while, then rolled it flat with a rolling pin.
Then, fold the rolled out dough a few times and cut it into the width of lasagna.
Wait until the water in the pot boils, then put the noodles in and cook them. Take them out when they are cooked.
Cheng Qingwen changed the pot, put the oil in, and after the oil was hot, fried an egg, put the minced meat in, and stir-fried with various seasonings.
When the aroma comes out, pour it on the bowl of noodles just now.
As soon as Chef Chen took a look at it, he hurried forward and looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him. He couldn't help but swallowed.
"Would you like to try it?"
When Chef Chen heard this, he quickly picked up his chopsticks and took a bite: "This noodle is different from what we have eaten before. Is it because of the seasonings?"
"I just put salt and soy sauce, and nothing else." Cheng Qingwen pointed to the two jars next to her and said, "I can leave the soy sauce for you."
"Thank you, girl, but if I run out of this seasoning..."
"I can try to make it, but it's not certain whether it will succeed or not." Cheng Qingwen thought about it carefully, and then said: "This corn flour can actually be used to make steamed buns and steamed buns."
Chef Chen nodded thoughtfully: "I wonder what your name is? Where should I find you from now on?"
"My name is Cheng Qingwen, and I live in Songjia Village."
Chef Chen agreed with a smile and ordered someone to take the cornmeal to weigh.
"The total is less than five hundred kilograms, so I'll give you five hundred kilograms." Chef Chen said with a smile: "The flour is now eighty cents per kilogram, so how about I charge you ten kilograms per kilogram for the corn flour?"
Cheng Qinghan agreed immediately. Isn't it a good idea to raise the price?!
"Then I'll give you five taels of silver, what do you think?"
Cheng Qinghan nodded, and immediately a waiter came with five taels of silver.
She put the money away, walked over to the bowl of noodles, and took a bite.
As soon as she took one bite, she froze.
My cooking skills are indeed not as good as those of modern chefs, but they are enough for this dynasty.
There are grains on the noodles, probably because her cornmeal is not that fine.
"If you have any other fruits and vegetables in the future, bring them. As long as they are fresh, I will accept them all as ordered."
"Okay, but I want to have a few thousand pounds, can you be the master of it?"
"Don't worry, I'm in charge of this restaurant."
Cheng Qingwen suddenly realized, no wonder he took money so readily every time.
"Then I will definitely come see you next time."
After smiling and saying a few words, he led the people out.
"Wanwan, what should I do with these pastries?" Song Qiaoqiao had just got on the carriage and saw the pastries suitable for her.
"Oops, I forgot." Cheng Qingwen muttered, "I originally thought of selling pastries when I was selling cornmeal, but we had so much fun chatting that I forgot about it. It's not much anyway, so why not just take it home."
Song Qiaoqiao smiled and hit her on the head, then got into the car.
Cheng Qingwen stopped the carriage at the door of the cloth shop: "Qiaoqiao, Lianzhi, let's go in and pick out some pieces of cloth."
Song Qiaoqiao and Lian Zhi walked down and asked in unison: "Do you want to make clothes?"
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, let's all make a set. My mother-in-law asked me to buy some pieces of cloth this morning."
Cheng Qinghan said as he walked into the store.
The proprietress of the shop hurriedly came to greet her: "Do you three girls want to buy anything?"
"Let's look at the cloth."
The proprietress looked at the three people's clothes without leaving any trace, and led them to the cheap cloth.
"These colors and patterns are more suitable for girls of your age. Are you dancing?"
Cheng Qingwen glanced over and saw a piece of dark blue cloth: "This color is quite suitable for my mother-in-law."
Song Qiaoqiao stepped forward and responded, "Yes, Aunt Cheng has fair skin and looks good in anything she wears."
"Lianzhi, what do you think?"
Lian Zhi glanced at this piece of cloth, thought for a while, then pointed to another piece and said, "I think Aunt Cheng will like this pattern better."
Cheng Qingwen looked along her fingers and saw that they were also dark blue in color, but the patterns were different from those on her hands.
"Teng Yun?"
Lian Zhi nodded.
Cheng Qingwen glanced at the cloth in his hand and said softly: "I think flowers are pretty good too."
"Sister Huanwan, flowers are more suitable for you and sister Qiaoqiao."
"This little girl is right. Flowers are indeed more suitable for you little girls, and your grandma is more suitable for Tengyun." The proprietress said with a smile: "Or, you can buy them both and let your grandma choose. That's okay.
It’s not expensive, a horse like this only costs a hundred cents.”
Cheng Qingwen thought about it carefully and felt that what the landlady said made sense, so she wanted both horses.
"Qiaoqiao, Lianzhi, what color do you like?"
Song Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "I still have clothes at home, so I won't buy them."
"I...this one is fine for me. I don't need new clothes." Lian Zhi smiled obediently and tried to treat himself as a little transparent.
How could Cheng Qingwen not hear what these two people said? She blinked and said, "My mother-in-law has specially ordered that everyone should make new clothes. If you don't choose a good-looking color now, I will choose at will."
Seeing that the two people were still standing still, she turned her head and said to the landlady: "Do you have those bright red and green cloths? It's best if the patterns on them are all kinds of flowers, big ones. I
Then go to the jewelry store next door to buy some colorful silk flowers and put them on them. During the Chinese New Year, they are definitely the most beautiful girls in our village."
"Ah?" The landlady's face was full of embarrassment after hearing this.
Song Qiaoqiao and Lian Zhi imagined the scene and said in unison: "I will choose it myself."
"That's enough, pick it up quickly."
Cheng Qingwen looked at the cloths of various colors and finally chose a purple cloth with clouds and cranes on it.
She looked at the piece of bamboo-green cloth, and a figure of a person suddenly appeared in her mind. After thinking for a while, she picked it up and asked the person next to her.
"Do you think Lian Sui likes this color?"
Lian Zhi looked at the cloth in her hand and opened her mouth, but said nothing.
"Master Yuan will like this color better." Song Qiaoqiao leaned close to her ear and said with a smile.
Cheng Qingwen didn't expect to be exposed so quickly, so she said harshly: "Since Lord Yuan likes it, Lian Song must also like it. Boss lady, please cover this too."
The landlady took it very happily, looked at the bracelet on her wrist and said with a smile: "This bracelet of yours costs a lot, right? It looks like white jade."
Cheng Qingwen subconsciously wanted to answer that she didn't have the bracelet. Then she remembered what happened in the morning and said with a smile: "This is not mine. I will return it when the time comes."
"Yes, this is good material. It looks like it can only be found in the capital."
Cheng Qingwen responded with a smile and hid the bracelet in her clothes.
The three of them shopped for a while and finally bought seven pieces of cloth.
Song Qiaoqiao chose a piece of goose-yellow cloth, and Lian Zhi chose a pink one.
When it was time to check out, Cheng Qinghan chose another piece of dark-colored cloth for Lian Chong.
"These cloths are all one hundred cents each. Let's do it this way. If you bought so much today, I'll make it cheaper and just give me six hundred and fifty cents."
