The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

"How did you get hurt?" Lin Zhi asked.

The severed finger looks very neatly broken, and must have been caused by a sharp weapon.

Ah Cai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Lin Zhi looked normal.

"He was injured by the bad guys." Feng Rui explained for him: "Acai was a border guard before. At that time, the bad guys were rioting, and he was injured while protecting the people."

Lin Zhi asked again: "He only broke two fingers on his left hand. He shouldn't have reached the retirement standard yet, right?"

It's just a minor injury and shouldn't have much impact.

Speaking of this, Feng Rui blamed himself: "It was me who caused this."

As for what caused Acai to be implicated, Feng Rui did not say.

Lin Zhi is not such an uninteresting person, so the topic ended like this.

After agreeing on the time to go to work, Lin Zhi sent the two of them out of the house.

She knew that Feng Rui was a government official and she trusted the people he recommended.

Whether it is active trust or passive trust.

After all, they are powerful and can force people to come and work.

People don't do this, which is very respectful.

After all, the status of merchants in that era was very low.

After the braised dishes are cooked, Li Chong and his wife can take care of the rest of the work.

Lin Zhi was free so he pulled Daya along, and the two of them slaughtered one of the two chickens they bought yesterday.

"Mom, there are so many eggs in its belly." Daya pointed at the hen after its belly was opened.

She was surprised and felt very sorry.

How nice it would be if we could let the chickens lay all their eggs before slaughtering them!

When I was still in the village, everyone would touch the chicken's belly to make sure there were no eggs inside before slaughtering it.

Unfortunately, she didn't learn this skill.

"How do you want to eat?" Lin Zhi asked.

"what?"

Daya was at a loss.

How else can you eat chicken besides cooking it?

She doesn’t know any other ways to eat it!

“Boil soup, stew mushrooms, blanch, steam, roast, stir-fry…”

Listening to Lin Zhinian, Daya's saliva began to flow.

Although she couldn't imagine what the chicken cooked in those ways would taste like, she was sure it would be very delicious.

Daya thought for a long time, and finally let Lin Zhi make her own decision: "Mom, I haven't eaten it, I'm fine with it."

"Okay, let's make some steamed chicken today!"

Anyway, she has all the seasoning powders she needs.

"Mom, you are biased. Why don't you ask us which one we want to eat?"

Dalang and Erlang came over arm in arm, accusing Lin Zhi of being partial.

Lin Zhi didn't feel guilty at all: "Daya works at home every day to make money, and you two are money-eating beasts. If I don't favor her, how can I favor you two?"

Two money-eating beasts: ...

"Mom, I have to study on weekdays! Please feel free to ask me to do errands during holidays like now!" Dalang was very servile.

Erlang couldn't stand his flattering look: "If there is anything you need to do, just give me a shout, I will never refuse."

As a result, the two brothers were severely tortured by Lin Zhi.

Dalang grabbed the chicken wings, and Erlang grabbed the two chicken claws and then raised the claws over the chicken wings.

The two looked at Lin Zhi, waiting for her next instruction.

She picked up the chicken head with her left hand and used the kitchen knife in her right hand to cleanly end the chicken's life.

Blood rushed towards me.

As the warm liquid fell on my skin, I smelled a rusty smell.

Dalang: “…”

Erlang: "..."

Lin Zhi took the killed chicken to a basin of boiling water, turned it around a few times, and easily plucked the chicken feathers.

The two brothers seemed to be petrified.

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

When they came to their senses, they both leaned against the wall and vomited.

They had never seen such a bloody scene since they were little, especially the feeling of blood splashing directly on their faces...

Of the two, Erlang vomited the loudest.

I couldn't stop vomiting.

Lin Zhi couldn't help but look sideways at his reaction.

Thinking back to the time, the man who threatened to cut off people's hands and feet, and to pull out their cramps and drink their blood, now has such a big reaction to seeing chicken blood.

"Come, drink some hot water to calm down." Lin Zhi rarely felt guilty and boiled some hot water for the two of them.

The two brothers took the hot water and drank it all, then ran back to the house without looking back.

The fleeing figure looked like a ghost chasing him.

Daya came over and asked worriedly, "Are they both okay?"

"It's okay. Let them slow down a bit, and then we'll be faster than anyone else when we eat meat later." Lin Zhi assured confidently.

Ignoring the two traumatized children, Lin Zhi began to make steamed chicken.

The ingredients needed to make steamed chicken include fresh chicken, ginger, garlic, salt, soy sauce, chopped green onion, sesame oil, and sand ginger powder.

First blanch the chicken with boiling water to make the skin firm.

Then add ginger, garlic, salt, soy sauce, and galangal powder, mix well, and marinate the whole chicken for 15 minutes.

Add water to the steamer and bring to a boil. Put the processed chicken into the steamer and steam over high heat.

After steaming for about fifteen minutes, the chicken is almost cooked.

After a while, the yard was filled with fragrance.

Dalang and Erlang returned to the house and smelled the smell, and came to the kitchen at the same time.

Although I still feel a lingering fear, that fear is nothing compared to the delicious food.

"It smells so good!" Dalang swallowed.

"It looks delicious." Erlang stared at the steamer.

Lin Zhi smiled and opened the steamer. Golden steamed chicken appeared in front of him, and the aroma became even stronger.

She skillfully cut the chicken into small pieces, put it on a plate, sprinkled it with chopped green onions and sesame oil and served it on the table.

"It's time to eat!"

Lin Zhi shouted, and the three kids rushed over impatiently. Using the bowls and chopsticks that had been prepared long ago, they quickly and accurately picked up a piece and put it in their own bowls.

As Lin Chong and his wife smelled the fragrance, their stomachs growled more frequently.

It was not yet time for the work lunch and they had not eaten anything in the morning, which was a test for them as they were hungry.

They already have a little resistance to the aroma of braised food, and now there is one more delicacy that they need to resist the temptation of.

"Come and eat too!" Lin Zhi shouted to Lin Chong and his wife.

"Can we eat it too?" Sun Laidi pointed at herself.

"Okay, come here and help me try this dish." Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is not included in the working meal."

She knew that the couple would take their daily work meals back home to share with their family.

I guess working meals are very important to their family.

Li Chong and Sun Laidie were very excited and happy. They quickly ran to get a set of bowls and chopsticks and came over.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Lin Zhi asked.

Daya was the first to praise it: "It's delicious, really delicious."

As for where the food is delicious, she doesn't know.

Anyway, if you want to eat it again after eating it, it’s delicious.

Dalang: "The skin is crispy and the meat is smooth."

Jiro: “Fresh and juicy.”