The Farm Girl Who Traveled Through the Book Has Great Fortune

Chapter 20 Being hit

On the way back, An Shengchang had already heard from Xin Sulan about the pot stickers and fried pig's hooves that An Wan'er had made before.

After returning home and trying these two delicious foods in person, An Shengchang said to An Wan'er with a proud look on his face: "I am really inferior to you in this regard.

I've read books, and I've read a lot of the food described in those books in the past. But I just read it, but how could I remember to make food according to what was written on it? ”

"Can this be the same?"

Xin Sulan comforted him in a good mood, "If you, a big man, think about these foods all day long after reading books, wouldn't you be laughed at?"

"Yes, dad, the people you came and went to and from the past must have admired gentlemen and kept cooking, right?" An Wan'er also came over and asked with bright eyes.

Well, she admitted that after she discovered that there was a secret from her parents, she told her not to take the initiative to explore, curiosity would kill the cat. But, I still can't help it...

"I used to be the past, but I think the pastoral life is also very good now."

An Shengchang met her eyes, but she was like Xin Sulan. She was not ready to tell her anything at all. She reached out and tapped her head: "Don't ask, it's not time to tell you. Maybe you will be in this life You don’t have to know what happened before, it’s also a blessing.”

All right.

An Wan'er looked at the two of them with a grievance. When she saw Xin Sulan smiling, her face full of "I told you not to be curious, right?", she couldn't help but smile.

Forget it, she's still a little patient to keep waiting--

Because I planned to dig bamboo shoots in advance, Xin Sulan had already expected that she would come back late at noon. So I had prepared the meals in advance and warmed them in the pot.

So the food is warm at this time.

The family of three and a black tiger had dinner together. Then An Shengchang took a string of candied haws that were carefully wrapped in oil paper, but were still melted and handed to An Wan'er.

He looked at An Wan'er with a smile and did not dislike the sweetness of her food at all, and insisted on sharing one with him and Xin Sulan.

Chewing the sweet candied haws with sour sweetness, An Shengchang felt sweet in his heart, and said sincerely: "After all, girls are caring. If a boy had eaten them all in one go, how could he think of his parents. ? ”

Xin Sulan: “…”

Fortunately, I said this at home. If you take it out and say it, you might be ridiculed as a child who is a family that has no son and is even more arrogant. You have to show off with your daughter.

An Wan'er: "..."

She decided not to blame the author of the book. In any case, she was still a bit affectionate in her writing, and she didn't arrange a pair of unreliable and top-notch parents for her, right?

Just look at this only good...

Hahaha. When you have the chance to care. She was a little more generous and less concerned about her—

Not knowing what his wife and children were thinking, An Shengchang took the two of them excitedly to see the medicinal materials, spices, clothes and jewelry he brought back from the Fucheng.

Seeing An Wan'er and Xin Sulan look extremely happy when they see things, An Shengchang only feels satisfied. All the hard work and fatigue seemed to have disappeared.

After packing up the things An Shengchang brought back, and taking the spices and medicinal materials that could be used, An Wan'er, Xin Sulan and An Shengchang began to work together to peel bamboo shoots, wash and cut them, stir-fry diced pork, and add diced bamboo shoots. …

"This taste..." After the first pot of bamboo shoots and meat sauce was made, An Shengchang and Xin Sulan tasted it, and Xin Sulan nodded with satisfaction. An Shengchang also nodded repeatedly and praised: "No, not bad. It will definitely work if you take it out and sell it to a restaurant or a food shop. But..."

An Shengchang stopped and stopped talking, obviously he was unwilling to attack An Wan'er.

An Wan'er blinked her eyes, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't hear where she wanted to follow up?

She urged An Shengchang and said, "But, don't say anything at all, it's so uncomfortable for people to guess."

"But it's too hard."

An Shengchang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Also, I'm not too complicated to see you make it. I just used some spices and medicinal materials that others might not have thought of for a while, which made it look unique.

But you don’t know that there are many people in this world who can try to make your tinned meat sauce with just their tongue. So I think it's a bit unlucky if you want to rely on this bamboo shoot and meat sauce to do a long-term business with those restaurants. ”

Shaking his head, and since he said that, An Shengchang said without hesitation: "It's not that I don't like you, it's really your hard-earned money that you earn. This big jar is at most three or five taels of silver. .

If you deduct the cost of labor, you can earn at most half of it. A month is enough to make you feel tired and tiring. You might as well read books, embroidery and embroidery at home, and then play with the leisurely and comfortable things of the medicinal herbs. ”

"I said so too." Xin Sulan also stood on An Shengchang's side and nodded in agreement, "You are so hard-working that you are not worth it."

An Wan'er: "..."

If someone else travels through time and travels, if he gets something, he can earn dozens of taels of silver for his family in a month, and the whole family can laugh so hard that they can't see them.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

But to her?

An Wan'er covered her face and lamented, and her parents didn't say they didn't support her.

I think if she insisted, she would do whatever she wanted to do with her.

However, as my father An Shengchang said, this bamboo shoots and meat sauce. Their family made it hard and worked hard, and in the end they could earn dozens of taels of silver a month.

Not to mention that this is just a drop in the bucket for their family background.

It's about the thoughts that she needs to do if she wants to be strong enough to protect her family. If you accumulate so slowly, you will have to accumulate until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

Time doesn't wait for me. Don't look too much in three to five years, it will be fleeting. How could she have the time to come slowly, slowly?

An Wan'er couldn't laugh anymore and asked An Shengchang tentatively: "Dad, then how do you think we sell the formula?"

"not good."

An Shengchang shook his head, "I didn't say that the taste of your diced pork sauce is better than those spices and medicinal ingredients? Ordinary people can't taste it, but some people can taste it.

Those who are slightly larger restaurants and food shops should not be that stupid and will spend a lot of money to buy your recipe. In comparison, they would rather leave a jar of this bamboo shoot and diced meat sauce and try it out by themselves.

Even if the taste cannot be exactly the same, as long as it is consistent, it will be almost the same. Unless you are willing to sell more than ten taels of money, or sell the recipe for at most hundreds of taels of money. They would rather spend money than make more trouble. ”

"But--"

(End of this chapter)