Chapter 1040 1040. Crowded and lively
Lao Zhu, why don’t you eat?
He immediately said: "Eat, eat, eat! This is delicious! Two more pounds - I beg you to tell me!"
With that said, he urged Xiao Du: "Come here and pay."
Then we discussed it with someone again: "I went to a town a few decades ago. It was a hot day, and the fans in the store were making me dizzy. The state-owned restaurant ran out of ingredients, and they served us a tomato and seed soup!"
It was served as rice, vegetables and soup. I had no appetite at first, but I was so hungry that I couldn’t bear it anymore! As a result, I was sweating and gulping down a bowl of it, which is so satisfying!
Lao Zhu, I’m thinking about it now!
However, they are not allowed to eat this fried food in the mountains. Everything they do is light and healthy... Let me ask Lao Zhu, what does this boiled Sazi have to do with deep-frying!
How about some food?
Lao Yang also agrees!
If nothing else, the old variety of spinach is so delicious!
“The soup is delicious and sweet, but it grows on the ground. The yield is not high and it doesn’t look good. It’s hard to buy it now.”
Lao Wang was puzzled: "You guys still use this for cooking? We all eat it directly, and we can eat three to five handfuls at a time!"
Looking at the lively chat they were having, Branch Secretary Zhu Zhu suspected that they were picking and choosing things on the mountain. One day they had an upset stomach and they couldn't eat tomorrow... They were all fake. They were curious about everything they saw after they arrived!
This Sazi! What kind of specialties can there be in a rural place? The oil is already browned even after being fried for many times! Just look at how sweaty little Brother Du is, does he dare to give it to him?
Song Tan thought, listening to their chat, they all experienced hardship and poverty when they were young. In the countryside, more people eat food. As long as the stomach and intestines are okay, it will be fine if they eat a little!
Sometimes people have to be rough!
So he waved his hand: "Qiaoqiao, buy ten catties."
And Qiaoqiao also happily stepped forward to hone his unskilled bargaining skills.
Here, Lao Li, who had been looking around, asked: "The burnt leaves are so fragrant, buy some and try them!"
Song Tan glanced at it twice: "That's easy! Go home and ask Master Jiang to cook it for you, fry it and eat it now!"
Everyone in this village can make it, and it's simple. It just requires some flour and sesame seeds. Don't talk about Master Jiang when you get home, the ulan can be fried fragrant, crispy and delicious!
Speaking of which, go home and fry more. You can also have something to eat at the pig-killing banquet!
And Lao Li was satisfied: "Yes, yes, it smells freshly fried! Let's buy some sugar triangles, I haven't had them in years..."
Xiao Wang next to him was anxious and angry. Looking at the sweet sugar triangle, he couldn't bear it!
Song Tan also refused: "Save your stomach. Do you want to eat dried pumpkin and sweet potato tonight?"
You can eat it if you sprinkle it, because no one will have any problems eating it. Sugar dumplings are really not good, they are too sweet. Nowadays, many elderly people have high blood sugar and are greedy. She has to keep an eye on them.
This is more effective than any other advice.
Lao Li turned his head directly: "Yes, yes, I'm old. I can't eat snacks, so I have to eat them with the original flavor..."
Everyone:…
At this moment, Qiaoqiao also came back with a large bag of food.
He was as happy as if he had picked up money:
“Sister! I bargained! I got 15 yuan off!”
Song Tan quickly praised him: "Good, good! Our Qiaoqiao is still better! How much did it cost?"
Just as Qiao Qiao was about to answer, he saw a sound similar to the roar of a tractor coming from the front, and he instantly became excited:
Then he picked up the bag, staggered and rushed forward!
Lao Zhu and others also hurried over - they drove all this way just to see this scene in their memory!
The machine for pressing rice rods is very simple, a dark mass with a big shiny funnel on top, and it is placed on a royal blue tricycle.
There is a big sugar jar next to it, and there are three or four people surrounding it. The bosses are a couple. They are happily chatting with people at the moment, and they are obviously not worried about business.
With bursts of sound coming, the white, long, soft rice rod was squeezed out of the machine slowly and evenly. The boss lady's rough palm just twisted and pulled lightly, and it quickly broke off, solidifying in the air into the slender white rice poles in my memory.
Waiting for the rice pole next to them was a young couple, chatting and laughing, and taking videos. In front of them was a large open plastic bag, which was about the same size as the pile held in Song Tan's arms.
It is true that it comes standard with a rice pole.
It was said to be a big bag, but in fact it really didn’t weigh much at all. The girl lifted it lightly with one hand and carried it back lightly.
While the machine was still humming, the boss looked at the large group of people coming with a smile on his face:
“Have you brought rice? You can buy it here if you don’t have it. There are also grains.”
Of course, the quality of the rice and cereals he brought was quite average, and the rice stems he made were dry, crispy, and thin, and had no texture.
Song Tan is not clear about this, but Qiao Qiao understands it very well.
At this moment, he raised his hand: "Bring it, bring it! Here! I have brought rice and corn grits to mix them together."
The boss was dumbfounded, and the wife of the boss came over happily: "Young man, have you never pressed the rice pole before? This is too much - come on, I'll just take out two bowls."
“No, no, no!” Qiao Qiao shook her head crazily: “We have a lot of family members, and they are all very edible, so we must make this big bag!”
He counted silently: "Nearly thirty people! We still need to give them to relatives!"
The big round table where we had dinner last night couldn’t fit in! Everyone was carrying narrow stools to sit on! That big turntable is usually stuffed against the wall of the warehouse. If there weren't too many people, it wouldn't be possible to move it up.
well!
The little boy was worried—it’s so delicious! There is not enough rice! So the rice pole must be pressed a little more!
However, no matter how many dozens of people there are, the boss can’t figure out how much pressure the rice rod needs to press on this bag of rice weighing tens of kilograms?
“Ah this…”
He stammered for a long time, and finally asked: "Then how do you take it back?"
Qiaoqiao put down the rice and pointed towards the surging crowd: "The cars are parked over there, there are several cars."
boss:…
It’s not him who promotes this business, it’s too much! He panics!
At this moment, I asked: "Otherwise, there is a market here today and there are many people. There will be no market tomorrow. Can I drive to your door and stop you?"
Qiaoqiao shook her head in disappointment: "But I want to eat it now..."
The landlady was about to take two sticks out of the bag and give them to him, but she heard Lao Zhu come over and say, "Yes, yes, it's more delicious if there are more people pressing the rice pole!"
“There are too few people coming back to our place, so it’s not lively.”
“Besides, why is your boss like this? You don’t even want to do business when the business comes to you!”
It's all about making money. It's easier to make one person's money. Of course, there's nothing the boss doesn't want to make! Now that I saw that they were definitely asking for so much, I had no choice but to grit my teeth:
"Okay, wait until I finish pressing the two people in front, and I will press the rest for you! Just say yes first, and when the time comes when you feel it is too much, just say it, and then I will stop!"
“This rice is so good, don’t waste it!”
Update 2, good night.
(End of this chapter)