After bidding farewell to Fu Mei, Zhang Heng hurriedly took the bus back, thinking that if he applied for this job, he would be able to explain the source of money to his mother, and he could also increase his salary.
Yue Yingying said in the past that this job only lasts five hours a day, and it does not waste time. In addition, Zhang Heng also has the idea of using fitness equipment to exercise. His current body looks too thin, and there is not much meat all over the body.
You can see the ribs on your chest even under your clothes. He is 1.8 meters tall and weighs less than 120 kilograms. He has a standard bamboo pole figure, but he is just a little stronger than ordinary people!
I shook my head and took each step one step at a time, but my mood became much more relaxed. Anyway, I finally found an explanation for money.
After getting off the car, Zhang Heng looked at the time and boldly asked someone to find out the address of the scrap collection station. It turned out that it was in Xiner Village. Sure enough, as the village saying goes, if you open your mouth under your nose, you will be born.
It's just for talking. If you can't open your mouth, it means you're in trouble.
Now that he knew the place, it didn't take long for Zhang Heng to find the scrap collection station. He rummaged around for a while and found a dozen steel rods. He settled the money by weight and carried them twice in snakeskin bags.
When I got home, I was not in a hurry to enter the original space, so I went to the market to buy some knives. I could only buy some butcher knives, machetes and the like. The watermelon knife was long enough, but the blade was too thin.
They were basically useless inside. After taking these knives home, I ran out and searched for a while. Finally, I found a place selling axes and bought a dozen of them.
Finally, he went to the last grocery store and bought ten pieces of salt and some scissors. The aunt's eyes made him extremely confused, as if he was doing something illegal by buying these salts.
After selling this pass, all the hundreds of dollars he had on him were spent. He even went to the bank to withdraw an extra thousand yuan and used part of it. When no one was paying attention, Zhang Heng quickly put the bank card into his underwear.
, he took out his hand and pressed it three times on his lower abdomen, and couldn’t help but giggle on his face...
Carrying the last two pieces of salt, Zhang Heng was about to go home and hurry up to lift these things into the space. Suddenly he saw a human-powered three-wheeler driving over. There was a steamer in the tricycle. The rider was an uncle.
, but saw the uncle shouting: "Ye'er cake, freshly steamed Ye'er cake, salted vegetables and big meat stuffing..."
My sister likes to eat Ye'er cake very much, but because there is no glutinous rice grown in her hometown in the village, she only buys glutinous rice balls during the Chinese New Year. She cannot steam Ye'er cake even once throughout the year. Every time she eats it, her mouth is full.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng put down the salt and shouted: "How do you sell Yeerba?"
"One dollar and a half, they are all freshly steamed, with large meat fillings, and they are hot." The uncle was very enthusiastic. He stopped the tricycle as he said it, and the people followed him.
Zhang Heng thought to himself: "It's so expensive." They only cost 50 cents each in his hometown town, but when he thought of his sister, Zhang Heng said cheerfully: "Give me six."
"Okay, six dollars and nine yuan, I'll put it together for you." The uncle said and opened the steamer first. It was full of leaf cakes. It seemed that they had just been steamed and sold. They were all about the same size.
Zhang Heng didn't choose by himself and let his uncle put six of them.
I originally wanted to take my sister to the shop directly, but I still had two pieces of salt in my hand, and there were a lot of knives and steel rods hidden under the bed in the house. If my mother saw me, I would be in trouble.
So, I rushed back home. I was planning to put the leaf cake into the basket so that I could steam it and heat it up to eat in the evening. Suddenly I found that the leaf cake was a little different from the ones in the village. After taking a closer look, I realized that the wrapper was actually a rice cake.
A piece of glazed leaf is not the big green leaf used in the village specifically for making leaf cakes, but it was immediately clear that there must not be that kind of green leaf picked in the city.
A piece of steamed green-yellow glazed leaf wraps a cake that looks like a big glutinous rice dumpling. It looks very round and cute. The making of Ye'er cake is also simple. After mixing the glutinous rice dumpling powder, wrap the stuffing like a glutinous rice dumpling.
Go in, the size of a baby's fist, then wrap it with leaves, put it in a basket and steam it. The key lies in the leaves used for wrapping and the ingredients for the meat filling.
Zhang Heng looked at the leaf cake in his hand and couldn't help but take out one and took a bite. The glaze leaves only covered two-thirds of the cake. After biting off part of it, just peel off the leaves and bite again. It's clean and hygienic.
Don't get your hands dirty.
"Well, it tastes really good." Zhang Heng nodded and ate a leaf cake in a few mouthfuls. There was also a faint smell of glazed leaves. Although it was delicious, Zhang Heng didn't intend to eat it anymore and put it into the basket with a smile.
, and then went to the room.
While waiting to get the knife under the bed, Zhang Heng was suddenly stunned. The branch under the bed suddenly gave him a stupid idea to make money. He picked off a leaf and looked at the dragon pattern on it. He was stunned for a moment. Zhang Heng slapped his thigh fiercely and murmured.
He murmured: "If I use these leaves to make leaf cake, I don't know what the taste will be like."
Immediately I sniffed the leaves vigorously, and it was almost certain that it had a refreshing effect, making me feel refreshed and my mind clear. There was also a faint fresh smell, which smelled very good, and I wanted to smell it again.
"Yes, I have a pork shop at home, and making leaf cake is very simple, just like making glutinous rice balls. You can try using these leaves. If it can increase the taste, it will definitely sell well. It costs one yuan and a half a piece.
, the meat is at cost, and the leaves are free. The cost can definitely be controlled below 50 cents, otherwise others in the small town would still be at a loss if they sold them for 50 cents each.
The cost is 50 cents. If you sell one, you will earn 1 yuan. If you sell 100 pieces a day, you will get 100 yuan. What if you sell a thousand pieces a day? What about a month or a year? Zhang Heng suddenly fell into fantasy again. There seemed to be countless red tickets in front of him.
The wrapped cakes are flying...
"Hoola!" After wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Zhang Heng came back to his senses and saw that it was almost six o'clock. His sister said she would be back at seven o'clock.
Zhang Heng quickly paused his daydreaming and carried the purchased items into the space N times. However, what surprised him was that it was still winter in the space. He looked at the vines on the plum blossoms and saw that it had indeed been three months.
, it seems that there is no problem with the time comparison, it is just because the winter time in the original space is longer.
After carrying everything into the cave, Zhang Heng gave a brief explanation and asked the women to pick a lot of leaves. Sure enough, although these leaves were of different sizes and varieties, the patterns on them all resembled dragon patterns. Zhang Heng selected
I got some leaves that were suitable for making leaf cake, and then I returned to reality. I couldn’t go out in the space in the winter, and there was nothing to do if I continued to stay in it. So I just tried to make it at home while I still had an hour left.
Ye Erba.
My sister brought back a piece of meat at noon. Because there was the thigh meat that he brought out, the piece of pork was left untouched and hung in the kitchen. The only raw materials missing were salted vegetables and glutinous rice balls.
Zhang Heng rushed out of the courtyard with a silly smile and headed towards the market. Yeerba dumplings were flying in front of his eyes again...
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