Wonderful Life After Exchanging Fate

On the second day, Vice General Zhao led two soldiers down the mine without haste.

"Guest, I also have sheep tongue today, come and have a bowl!" Mrs. Sun greeted with a smile. According to her thinking, Vice General Zhao didn't eat sheep tongue yesterday, so he should have one today.

Vice General Zhao frowned. He ate so many meat pies yesterday morning and drank a lot of wine with his colleagues in the evening. He has no appetite at the moment.

"Come and sit, you haven't come to eat our mutton soup for several days, our small business is not easy." Sun said, and invited the three of them to the stall.

She was so enthusiastic, and since she hadn't eaten sheep tongue for a few days, Vice General Zhao took two steps inside.

At this moment, the long-faced soldier behind him suddenly said, "Hey, the little lady's family actually made porridge today."

When Mrs. Sun heard the words, she wished she could sew up that soldier's mouth.

The soldier also happened to see it and said it casually.

Deputy General Zhao was taken aback, porridge, what porridge?

He turned his head and looked across, only to see that it was still the same big casserole, but today the stew in the casserole was not meat, but a pot of white rice porridge.

The rice porridge was bubbling, as if rice oil had been boiled out. It looked extremely light, but a scent that only belonged to white rice wafted along with the wind, refreshing the heart and lungs.

Before Deputy General Zhao could react, his legs had already left for Jiang Yunzhu's stall.

"Guest, don't go, I've fished out the goat's tongue for you, guest!" Deputy General Zhao had already left, and Mrs. Sun stood there staring.

After a while, she threw the sheep tongue back into the soup pot as if venting her anger, this business can't be done!

Mrs. Chen has also been staring at Deputy General Zhao. Jiang Yunzhu said this morning that she wanted to sell porridge, and her heart skipped a beat. What's so good about porridge? Can it sell earthquakes?

As a result, as soon as Jiang Yunzhu's porridge came out of the pot, there were quite a few people who bought it, and it seemed that the sales were no worse than the meat pies.

But she was still very worried about whether Vice General Zhao would buy it or not, he was the big customer!

Just now, Vice General Zhao was about to go to Sun's stall, and she was almost desperate.

At this moment, Vice Admiral Zhao came over again, the expression on her face hadn't adjusted yet, she asked a little awkwardly, "Guest, today we have raw beef porridge, do you want to try it?"

"Raw beef porridge?" Hearing it was hot and wanted to drink it.

"Yes, this kind of porridge is the best for warming the stomach and nourishing people." Chen Shi learned from Jiang Yunzhu.

"Okay, give me a bowl." Vice General Zhao said simply.

"I want a bowl too." The long-faced soldier was still thinking, if it was just plain porridge, he wouldn't drink it, but he didn't expect it to be beef porridge, so he had to try it.

"I want a bowl too." Another soldier followed suit.

"Okay, three bowls of raw beef porridge." Chen called to Jiang Yunzhu excitedly.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be ready soon." Jiang Yunzhu responded crisply.

Then she swiftly took out three small casserole pots and put them on the stove. She scooped the white rice porridge into the small casserole pots. scattered.

In five minutes, the beef will change color, sprinkle with chopped green onion, and three bowls of raw beef porridge are ready.

The whole process is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Deputy General Zhao and the three of them just watched her make porridge and smelled the porridge, and they felt that the porridge must be delicious. When the porridge was served, it was still bubbling and bubbling, all the rice grains were blooming, and the smell of beef mixed with the fragrance of green onion and rice, they all swallowed a mouthful of water.

Scoop a spoonful of rice porridge with a spoon. The rice porridge is soft and glutinous, with a strong grain fragrance.

Eat a piece of beef, the beef is tender and indescribably delicious.

The porridge is very hot, so you have to drink it in small sips, and it seems that only in this way can you taste the taste of the porridge slowly.

After finishing the three bowls of porridge, the three of them felt warm all over. If it is said that the spicy soup is domineering and makes you energetic for a while, this raw beef porridge is like a warm spring, making you feel comfortable from the inside out.

"This is a good thing, let them try it next time." Deputy General Zhao smacked his lips. He said that his two colleagues, they are not as good at drinking as he is, and they are probably still dizzy at the moment, if they can drink such a bowl of porridge...

No, why wait for the next time.

"Can I make two servings of this porridge, can I take it to the mountain?" He asked Jiang Yunzhu.

"Of course." Jiang Yunzhu said, if he was willing to pay, she could even find someone to send him to the mountain.

Takeaway, she can do it!

"Hey, now they have to thank me very much." Deputy General Zhao slapped his thigh and smiled.

Jiang Yunzhu cooked the porridge immediately, fearing that the smell of the porridge would be scattered on the road, so she handed the casserole to Deputy General Zhao.

Vice General Zhao didn't need the soldiers behind him, he carried two casserole pots by himself. His hands were as big as cattail fans, and he carried two casserole pots effortlessly.

The long-faced soldier paid the money, and he walked up the mountain with his long legs.

He was very fast, and when he reached the mountain, he opened the lid of the casserole, and the porridge inside was still bubbling.

"Where is this porridge?" A thin lieutenant surnamed Li asked.

"It's definitely not made in our kitchen. Dogs don't even eat it made in our kitchen." The black-faced lieutenant surnamed Bao said.

"Then you eat the food cooked in the kitchen every day, aren't you a dog?" the thin Lieutenant General Li asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, all three of them laughed. Then it stopped suddenly, their heads, they drank a little too much last night, and now they are hurting.

"Drink porridge, drink porridge." Lieutenant General Li said.

He took a sip of the porridge with a spoon, "Brother Zhao, this porridge is good, it seems that I have to thank you this time, and you know how to bring us porridge."

"I have something good to do that I didn't think about you." Deputy General Zhao said with a roll of his eyes, his face was full of complacency.

After a while, after finishing the two bowls of porridge, Lieutenant General Li and Vice General Bao felt comfortable and scraped the bottom of the pot with their spoons.

Chen received the money from the long-faced soldier, with a smile on his face.

While packing up, she said to Jiang Yunzhu, "We made too much porridge today, and I thought we would have leftovers. Who would have thought that the guest ate three bowls by himself, and took two bowls away." There was nothing wasted in the words And the joy of making money.

Jiang Yunzhu actually wanted to say that she made the extra two bowls for the Jiang family. Last night, their family was busy until midnight, and they got up so early this morning. Everyone only slept for more than three hours, and they should eat a bowl of beef porridge.

Forget it, sell it.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen asked again, "What shall we sell tomorrow morning? Beef porridge, meat pies, or something else?" She now listens to Jiang Yunzhu.

"If there is beef in the town, let's still sell beef porridge." Jiang Yunzhu said, she wanted to drink beef porridge.

The business policy she has set now is to produce Hu spicy soup and steamed buns for a long time, which are mainly sold to the common people. Meat pies, beef porridge or other things are exchanged. She can do whatever she wants, so that what she makes is interesting and the guests will find it innovative. Why not do it.

Today they were really lucky, there was beef at the butcher's stall in the town, Jiang Yunzhu bought two catties, and decided to make, well, instead of making raw beef porridge, she suddenly wanted to drink beef porridge with smooth eggs.

It was very late at night, and everything in Changshi Village was quiet, except for Jiang's house at the head of the village, which was still lit, and hot smoke was coming out of the chimney.

On the road not far away, two horses galloped over suddenly, and immediately sat two people. They were dressed in black, and seemed to blend in with the night.

Soon they arrived at the head of Changshi Village and saw the lights of Jiang's house.

"It smells so good!" Yang Sheng raised his nose and looked into Jiang's courtyard, his stomach also growled.

Shen Fengming also looked towards Jiang's courtyard.

"We've already arrived at Wuling Mine, why don't we stay here, and then we'll find out the news slowly." Yang Sheng suggested.

"I think you want to eat other people's food." Shen Fengming exposed him coldly.

Yang Sheng chuckled, got off his horse, and knocked on the door of Jiang's house.