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Hearing her words, Qiao Ke knew that she had other dishes on her body. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Since you want to cooperate, I'll ask you to call me little sister." Even though my little sister's Red Braised Meat is delicious, the ingredients are simple, many people will definitely know how to make it if they eat too much. Although my little sister's Red Braised Meat is delicious, the ingredients are simple, many people will definitely know how to make it if they eat too much. What do you think? "

Knowing that she was not lying, Jiaoniang nodded, "Elder sister has sharp eyes and the price you gave me is also very reasonable. I do have other dishes on me. "I also have a way to make your restaurant stand out in this town. I wonder if elder sister is interested in cooperating with me?"

"This …" Qiao Ke looked at her in surprise, then turned around to look at her neighbors. She still didn't quite believe that Jiaoniang could do this.

However, her father didn't have a son, and the culinary skills at home could not be passed on to either male or female. When she came to her restaurant to take over, it was her father who, before his death, had taught her a few of his best dishes. Watching the support of her old neighbor, she was barely able to hold on until now.

Buying one or two dishes to change the current situation was fine, but she wasn't prepared to make the restaurant the only one in the world.

Seeing her reaction, Jiaoniang knew that she had gone too far. "Elder sister, you don't have to give me an answer now. Just wait a few days and you can tell me the answer."

She copied down the recipe of the Red Braised Meat onto a piece of paper. It was written down clearly on a piece of paper. Jiaoniang told Qiao Ke her village would come back tomorrow to teach her how to cook.

Jiaoniang had calculated that the purchasing power of a single coin was still very strong. She had once seen the Jia family's next meal, in Dream of the Red Chamber, where Grandma Liu had exclaimed that a year could go by in a small household. It had to be known that Grandma Liu's family was considered middle-class at the time. With a house and property, she was still able to hire a worker and a girl. She got 20 taels of silver for her first visit to the Jia residence.

One tael of silver was a thousand taels of silver. It was a whole five hundred taels of silver and it was quite heavy in her arms. Jiaoniang felt really happy. With this money, her days would start well.

Jiaoniang first spent a penny to buy two sesame seed cakes to cover her stomach, then went to the bull market to hire an ox-cart. After spending five cents, someone specifically sent her home.

Next, Jiaoniang bought another three catties of ribs, intending to go home to stew some soup to replenish Tieh Dan's body. She bought two bowls of white rice noodle soup, which cost a total of 50 yuan.

Most of the people who came to sell things in the town were farmers from the nearby villages. They sold all kinds of things, and Jiaoniang bought some wild hill fungus stew. When he saw someone selling chicken seedlings, he thought of the yard as wide as a wilderness at home, and also chose five chickling hens and two roosters.

After she bought all the random things she needed, most of the money she had in her pocket was gone. Only then did Jiaoniang unwillingly load her stuff onto the ox-cart that was going home.

On the way home, although Jiaoniang was tired and hungry, she couldn't stop herself from feeling happy. To be able to open a new map with her own hands, it was like playing a game and slowly establishing her own business kingdom.

I believe that as long as she has a good start, the following days will get better and better.

The five little hens in the bamboo basket were probably the most expensive things she had bought. When they grew up and had eggs and chickens, they would naturally earn a lot of money. She planned to earn some money to renovate the house so that her mother and brother could stay at home …

Jiaoniang stopped the coachman, paid the driver, and carried the rice noodles on her back, with the chick in her arms.

Her body was still too weak. Holding these things made her extremely tired.

When he returned to the village, the sun had yet to set. It was about 4: 5pm, and most of the villagers were busy with their work in the fields. Even if there were no work in the fields, many of the women would pick wild vegetables and graze on the grass to feed the cows.

If Jiaoniang wanted to go home, she had to cross the village road and walk to a place where no one lived, before she could see her home. Tieh Dan was squatting at the door and looking anxiously at her, so when he saw Jiaoniang, he rushed into the house and shouted, "Mother! Mother! My sister is back! "

Wang Meihua ran out of the kitchen, wiping the water off her hands. She ran over to Jiaoniang and grabbed her, shouting, "Where did you go? Why aren't you telling your mother! "You child!"

Jiaoniang knew that she was worried about herself and quickly comforted her. "I'm just going to the town to buy some rice noodles. Look —"

After putting down the bamboo basket with the chicken in his arms, Tieh Dan took off the rag covering it and shouted in surprise: "It's the chicken!"

After putting down the bag, Wang Meihua opened it to take a look. What entered her eyes was the snow-white rice noodles, which she quickly tied tight, looked around, and pulled Jiaoniang into the kitchen. "Where did you get these things?" "Let me tell you, are you …"

She rolled her eyes at him, and Jiaoniang said helplessly, "Where are you going? I just taught a restaurant in town to cook a dish, and they thought I cooked well, so they gave me some money and said that if I could cook, I would go to her place to exchange the money. "

"There's such a good thing?" Wang Meihua was skeptical.

"If you don't believe me, come with me to town tomorrow."

Wang Meihua was finally relieved. "Then you can't just leave without saying anything. I've been worrying for the whole day."

"Didn't I tell Tieh Dan?" Jiaoniang was soaking the mushroom in the water, planning to stew the ribs in the evening.

"What does he know so well about novels?" I came back to see a fish hanging in front of the door. You weren't home when I came in, so I was scared when you asked Tieh Dan if he knew anything. "

Fish? Jiaoniang was puzzled. Who would send fish to her house?

"That fishmonger is really weird, I'm afraid that he would cover himself with leaves and water when he dies. When I go back home, I see that there's a lot of water on the door. You might think this person is funny, but I don't know who gave it to him …"

For some reason, the scene of Ye Xuan sneakily bringing fish to her house appeared in Jiaoniang's mind. Ye Xuan was the only one who would give fish to her family without being discovered by her silly brother.

Jiaoniang let her mother go out while she cooked dinner.

The fish had probably been watered too much by its owner and was still alive when Wang Meihua discovered it. It was currently growing in the basin and bubbling. It would finish the fish tomorrow after eating it tonight.

Heat the ribs with boiling water to remove the blood foam, add some salt, put the mushrooms in, add two slices of ginger, simmer slowly.

Jiaoniang steamed another large pot of rice. Not long later, the yard was filled with the unique aroma of stewed pork ribs.

The sun was setting in the west, and the streets were filled with people.

Farmers came home with hoes on their shoulders. The night breeze blew gently, making the boys laugh. Jiaoniang's family sat in the evening breeze, eating a delicious dinner.