Chapter 128
"It tastes good, Mom, where did you get the dried fish?" Lin Shu tasted it. It was fragrant, spicy and very appetizing.
"A young man sent it here yesterday. Did you ask him to send it to you?"
"I asked someone to send it to you? Oh." Lin Shu remembered, "I saw you some time ago. A young man who came to sell vegetables, If there are small fish and shrimps, I told him to dry them and send them to my canteen.”
Liu Xiao’e: “You are going to sell these dried fish in the canteen.” ?”
"Well, wrap it in oil paper, half a pound per bag, ten cents per bag."
However, Lin Shu looked at the spicy dried fish in the basin and suddenly had another idea, "Mom, You said if we sell this spicy dried fish in the store, will anyone buy it?"
Liu Xiao? E took a small dried fish and took a sip, then looked at her doubtfully, "How to sell it in the store?"
"Wrap it in oil paper as usual, half a catty costs fifty cents."
The spicy dried fish is added with spices such as chili, sesame oil, sesame, etc. It is not cost-effective to sell it cheaply.
Liu Xiao'e thought about it for a while and thought it was feasible. "Someone should buy it. You don't know that the peanuts we carry from the village are selling very well. Some neighbors who like to drink like to buy peanuts to use as food and drinks."
"Then you and my dad will take care of this matter. If it's not easy to sell, just keep it for yourself."
Recently, the canteen has been handed over to them, and the management is pretty good, at least she and Gu They can handle it even if it lasts for a few days.
In fact, what is more addictive than spicy dried fish is spicy strips. Next time, I will gather the ingredients together and let Comrade Liu Xiaoe try to see if he can make spicy strips for sale.
Liu Xiao'e took out a bowl from the kitchen, took out a bowl of dried fish, and pushed the basin in front of her. "Sooner rather than later, you can take this pot of spicy dried fish to the shop now." Here, see if anyone buys it?”
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Lin Shu stood up, took the basin and went to the front store.
"Sister-in-law."
As soon as she entered the store, she saw Li Yuanchao standing outside the counter greeting her. Next to him was Tang Jianjun, and Xu Ming was sitting on a bicycle on the roadside in the distance. Stand on one foot.
"Hey, why are you here? You have a day off today?" Lin Shu placed a pot of spicy dried fish on the counter.
“Sister-in-law, I really envy you. You don’t have to go to work and you don’t even have to pay attention to the date. Today is Sunday.”
"Really, I really didn't know today was Sunday if you didn't tell me." Lin Shu smiled.
Gu Jiu waved his hand in disgust and asked them to turn around and go to the gate of the old house, "Don't block the entrance of my store, go to the gate and come in."
As soon as Li Yuanchao and Tang Jianjun left the counter, Two customers took their place.
“Boss, how did you make this dried fish? Why is it so fragrant?”
Lin Shu: “This is called spicy dried fish. I don’t know how you made it. , my mother made it.”
When Lin Dashan finished collecting the money, he also came over and asked: "Why did you bring all the pots here?"
"My mother made a pot this time and couldn't finish it in a short time, so she just I thought about bringing it over to see if I could buy it back for a drink.”
Gu Jiu smelled the fragrance in the air, and he swallowed with greed: "When did Mom make it? I didn't even eat it and you brought it here?"
"It's inevitable for you to leave it inside. A bowl." Lin Shu glared at him.
“Hey, boss, you said these dried fish are for sale, how to sell them?” “A pack costs 50 cents. You can eat it immediately after buying it. It’s good with food and wine. Do you want a pack? ?" Lin Shuxiao asked.
"I'm just here to get some drinks. Since there are some snacks to go with the wine, bring me a pack."
The customer was very happy and asked Gu Jiu to help him get a pound of liquor and take some more by the way. A pack of dried fish eliminates the need for cooking at noon. Just mix sorghum wine with dried fish, a perfect match!
Other alcoholic customers also bought a pack, and Lin Shu was busy helping them pack spicy dried fish.
When the pot of spicy dried fish was almost sold out, an old man whose face was scratched like a bloody gourd rushed over and lay on the counter.
"Ouch, Lao Lin, I won't go home at noon, can I have a meal with you?"
Lin Dashan was looking for change when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw a big painted face that frightened him. He jumped, "Old Zeng, what happened to you? Were you scratched by a wild cat?"
Old Zeng raised his hand and touched his face. He gasped in pain and said with an unlucky look: "Where did the wild cat come from? It was scratched by a domestic cat wearing a tiger skin. Now I am homeless. I will eat at your place at noon."
< br>When other customers in front of the counter heard this, many of them who knew Uncle Zeng covered their mouths and snickered, while those who didn't know him all took it for fun and laughed out loud.
"Okay, no problem. It's just a meal. You can have a drink with me at noon." Lin Dashan readily agreed.
When Lao Zeng heard this, he happily said three words in a row, "I happened to be injured on my face, drink some wine to disinfect it."
"Pfft!" Lin Shu couldn't help laughing.
It’s true that alcoholics have very weird reasons for wanting to drink. Can drinking wine disinfect the wounds on the face?
Seeing how familiar he was with her father, he must have been a neighbor who often came to the store to chat with her father.
"Uncle Zeng, will Aunt Zeng be worried if you don't come home at noon? Otherwise, tell me your address and I will go and talk to Aunt Zeng and tell her that you are eating at my house? This will save her from worrying. You.”
Uncle Zeng waved his hand and sat down on the bench at the entrance of the store, "No, my domestic cat wearing a tiger skin hates me for not coming home for three days and three nights. How can he worry about me? If he worries about me, just You won’t scratch my face like this anymore.”
You know, a man’s face is his face. If his face has been scratched to pieces, how can he still have the shame to hang out on this street? He is today. It has become a joke on this street.
“It’s true that an unvirtuous wife has brought disaster to three generations. If it weren’t for the sake of the children, I really want to divorce her.”
The corner of Lin Shu’s mouth twitched, “You divorced Zeng Auntie, who will cook for you, wash, clean and take care of you? "
So men should not be too pretentious when getting along with each other.
Uncle Zeng: "."
He really wanted to say with integrity: He can take care of himself, but he doesn't know how to cook, wash, and clean, so he doesn't have the confidence to be tough.
Lin Dashan often chatted with his neighbors, so he had a general understanding of the situation at Lao Zeng’s house. Seeing that he had been beaten into silence by his daughter, he asked: “Old Zeng, what’s the reason for your cat this time? Ticking you?”
“What else could it be? Because my daughter fell in love with someone, and the man’s family was a little more difficult, so I wanted to My mother-in-law doesn’t agree with the betrothal gift. I think it’s okay to give less if it’s difficult. The couple can’t live on the betrothal gift for the rest of their lives, so it’s okay.”
Hearing this, Lin Dashan added for him. Said: "Then, you two got into a fight because of this matter, and she ended up scratching your face?"
"Yes, you said she was being unreasonable. She came to scratch me just because of the bride price. She really has long hair and short knowledge. If we make things too difficult for the man about the bride price, when the couple gets married in the future, this matter will not become a concern in the man's heart. A pimple? "
Uncle Zeng thinks that it is enough for the young couple to really like each other and the betrothal gift is meaningful. In this era when every family is poor, who can afford hundreds or even thousands of betrothal gifts casually?
Besides, he doesn’t live off his daughter’s gift.
(End of this chapter)