allonlinenovel Chapter 62 Don’t Read It
Chapter 62 Don’t Read It
When Dong Xiaohuan heard she couldn't go today, she firmly objected. How could she bear the thought of her children setting up shop outside? Besides, it wasn't close to home. If something happened, she wouldn't be able to make it in time.
Xia Tian gave Xia Chu a look, asking her to persuade him. She was the most eloquent person here, and he had never seen anyone who would be so cruel as to refuse Xia Chu. He couldn't refuse her anyway. As long as he was looked at by those eyes that seemed to have been washed by stream water, he wanted to give her all the good things.
Xia Chu supported the angry Dong Xiaohuan with her hands on her hips and led her to sit on a chair. She patiently advised, "Mom, we'll only fry fresh sausages today. This is what my eldest brother is used to making, so there's no way he'll make a mistake."
Dong Xiaohuan frowned and said, "I'm not worried about you making a mistake. Paying a little money is nothing. It's just that you kids, without any adult supervision, are bound to have some bad intentions and take advantage of the situation. If they don't pay you, or give you too little, and just say you made a mistake, you kids won't be able to explain yourself."
This worry isn't unfounded. There are good people in this world, and there are certainly bad ones. Given their young age and inexperience, there are bound to be those who want to cheat. Whether or not they'll run into one is a matter of probability. But when there are so many people, who can guarantee anything?
Xia Chu puffed up her cheeks and pursed her lips in confusion for a while, "Then Mommy will go with you? Just sit next to you, okay?"
"That's fine." As long as she could go, she'd be there to help if she was too busy. She'd had a good night's sleep last night, so she was fine today. She'd already taken the medication to help with the pregnancy, so she just had to sit there. The baby shouldn't be in any trouble.
That's settled.
Zhou Qin thought Mrs. Wang had gone out, but she hadn't gotten up yet. Perhaps she wasn't feeling well, as the children all looked nervous, eager to help her walk.
In addition to mincing the meat, two chickens also need to be killed and cut into pieces according to Xia Chu's requirements.
When the chicken was being slaughtered, Xia Chu asked Dong Xiaohuan to step away, feeling that pregnant women shouldn't be watching this. Even though the doctor said the baby was only a month old and probably no bigger than a finger.
Put the chicken legs, wings, necks, and racks into a clay pot on a small stove and marinate them first. Cut the remaining chicken into slices and dices, add shredded ginger and seasonings to marinate.
Unfortunately, there were no breadcrumbs, but Xiachu seemed to remember that steamed buns could be made. However, at that time, steamed buns all had fillings, so those without fillings had to be made specially.
I'll try frying this first to see how it goes. They have a lot of bamboo skewers.
She calculated the cost: seventy cents for a chicken, including two legs, two wings, a chicken frame, a chicken neck, five chicken cutlets, and five skewers of diced chicken.
Chicken legs cost twelve cents, chicken wings and chicken fillets cost ten cents, a skewer of diced chicken costs three cents, chicken racks cost five cents, and chicken necks cost two cents. You can earn forty-six cents from one chicken.
Why does it feel like the profit margin is still so low? But if it gets any more expensive, it won’t be appropriate.
Hey.
Xia Chu sighed, and a look of worry appeared on her small face. Unfortunately, her face was round, so this expression not only did not look sad, but also made Dong Xiaohuan laugh. He just wanted to hug her and kiss her hard.
Xia Chu was just lamenting how hard it was to make money for the two of them when Dong Xiaohuan held her face and kissed her several times. She asked in confusion, "Mom, what are you doing?"
Dong Xiaohuan didn't know how to explain her behavior. She just thought her daughter was so cute that she couldn't help herself. She cleared her throat and changed the subject, "What were you worried about just now? Your little face looked so sad."
"Money is so hard to make." Xia Chu reported the account he had calculated to her and felt that he didn't make much money.
Dong Xiaohuan looked her in the eye. "Isn't this profitable? If I buy ten and process them all at once, wouldn't that be 460 wen? Add in the fresh sausages, and I can make one or two taels of silver a day. Are you still not satisfied?"
Xia Chu was dissatisfied, "But with so many of us working, we only earn a few hundred coins a day. Aren't we going to starve to death?"
Dong Xiaohuan smiled and shook her head. "Mrs. Zhou chop meat all morning at our house and only makes fifteen cents a day. The men carrying bags at the dock work from morning till night and only make fifty or sixty cents a day. Your father, a bailiff at the county government office, sounds impressive, doesn't he? But he only makes ten taels of silver a month."
Xia Chu looked incredulous, "Where did Dad get the money to buy a house?"
Dong Xiaohuan wasn't really sure, but the amount on the surface was definitely only ten taels. But secretly, Wang Yong often brought money back. She was a little worried at first, but after asking and finding out that they hadn't done anything wrong, she felt at ease accepting the two men. "Don't ask so many questions, little kid. Aren't you satisfied with the money you earn? Look, you're just a few kids, and I'm the only real adult. If you go out to work, how much can you earn in a day?"
If you calculate it this way, it’s really a lot.
It turns out that you can’t compare. Once you compare, you suddenly feel content.
Dong Xiaohuan supervised lunch, Xia Chu gave instructions, Xia Tian and Zhang Zhou executed it, and Guan Xu cheered. The whole family worked together to prepare the meal.
If you don't have pancakes, you don't need a griddle. There's only one small pan for frying sausages. Xia Chu said he'd go to the blacksmith shop and order another one later. Frying in two pans together would definitely speed things up.
They rented a stall on Demao Street for half a year to avoid losing customers by moving the stall frequently.
When they arrived at the old place, Xia Tian skillfully poured oil into the pot, threw a few pieces of charcoal into the stove, and then waited for customers to come.
"This chicken leg is twelve cents, isn't it too expensive? Will anyone buy it?" Dong Xiaohuan was a little worried.
Xia Chu was not worried. She put the chicken leg in the most conspicuous place so that anyone who passed by could see it.
"Delicious fried chicken legs, wings, and cutlets, all full of meat in one bite!" Xia Chu shouted while standing in front of the stall.
"Are there any new things? Are the fresh sausages out?" A familiar-looking woman came over with her child.
"Yes, would you like one?" Xia Chu glanced at the little fat boy and quietly pushed the plate of chicken legs aside.
"Chicken legs! Big chicken legs!" the little boy pointed at the chicken legs and shouted, "Mom, I want to eat chicken legs!"
These days, you don't sell chickens cut up individually; you buy them whole. They're either stewed, roasted, or grilled; other preparations are rare. But a raw chicken costs seventy wen, so who would buy one regularly?
Anyway, Xiaopang didn't have any, although he usually had plenty of meat to eat. But he didn't eat many chicken legs, because a chicken only had two legs, so he only ate the legs once he ate the chicken.
Now seeing the chicken legs, he sucked his saliva to stop it from flowing out, while grabbing his mother's arm and shaking it hard, "I want to eat chicken legs, chicken legs, chicken legs, chicken legs, chicken legs... slurp..."
"Oh, stop it." The little fat girl felt like her head was going to explode when she heard him say that. "How much is this chicken leg?"
"Twelve cents each." Xia Tian replied.
"It's so expensive? You can eat four fresh sausages with it." The fat mother was a little unhappy. She squatted down and coaxed her son, "Mom will buy you two fresh sausages today. You don't need to eat chicken legs, be good."
"No, the chicken leg is so big. I want to eat the chicken leg, chicken leg, chicken leg, chicken... slurp... chicken leg, chicken leg, chicken leg, chicken leg..."
Xia Chu tried hard to hold back his laughter. This kid was so funny. He didn't expect some kids to lie down on the ground and start throwing a tantrum. He just hugged his mother's arm and kept talking like a mantra.
The little fat girl was like Sun Wukong wearing a tight hoop, her head aching from being scolded. "Stop scolding, stop scolding, all right, buy, buy, buy! Shut up, little ancestor."