We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

But once a guest comes to her noodle stall, he or she is a guest. Cheng Yue doesn't care who the other person is. If they come to her noodle stall, they have to contribute some money.

Upon hearing this, Master Chen San relaxed his brows and said with a faint smile: "Okay, then I'll make a bowl for you to try."

Cheng Yue smiled and skillfully operated the noodle press to start pressing the dough.

Uncle Chen San raised his eyebrows. These tools for making noodles are quite strange.

Looking at Cheng Yue again, she spoke and acted in a graceful and confident manner, and indeed she was not as timid as an ordinary peasant woman. However, there was nothing special about her either.

This tool doesn't look simple. How did she come up with it?

“I don’t eat cilantro.”

If he wanted to see Cheng Yue, he would pick up some coriander, but Master Chen San quickly stopped him. He really couldn't accept the smell.

Cheng Yue put the coriander down and asked, "Do you want to add chili oil?"

Mr. Chen nodded and said, "Add a little."

Chili peppers are not cheap, and the cost of making chili peppers in oil is even higher. A bowl of noodles costs eight cents, I wonder how much profit I can make?

Seeing Cheng Yue's indifferent expression, Mr. Chen San couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

This woman has three children and no husband in the family. I guess her life must not be easy.

I took the full bowl of noodles and saw a big spoonful of braised meat, red chili oil, and chopped green onions on it. It made me hungry just by looking at it.

Mr. Chen San sat down with the bowl in his hand and ate slowly, very elegantly.

He was used to eating white flour, so he felt a little uncomfortable eating the black flour suddenly.

Apart from being a little sweet, it doesn't taste as good as white flour.

It was the taste of this meat stew that really impressed him. He had eaten pig offal in a restaurant in the capital city, and the taste was considered top-notch, but not as amazing as the one in front of him.

It’s salty, fresh and slightly sweet, with a strong sauce flavor and very rich layers.

"Mom, Mr. Chen San hasn't paid the bill." Chen Ning tugged at Cheng Yue's sleeve and said in a low voice.

Cheng Yue leaned over and doted on Chen Ning's forehead, saying, "Little money-grubber, Mr. Chen San is the manager of the dock, can he be short of our money?"

They always take payment in advance when setting up stalls because they are short of staff and don’t have time to collect money after the meal.

Cheng Yue did not tell the children why this rule was set, but instead made them feel that they had to pay for meals in advance.

Most restaurants and hotels require payment after meal, and Mr. Chen Sanye can tell that they are used to it.

Cheng Yue and the others were whispering here, while Mr. Chen San finished his meal, stood up, straightened his clothes and walked over.

"The noodles are good, especially the braised pork, the taste is amazing." After saying that, he took a piece of silver and put it on the table.

Cheng Yue and her three siblings all widened their eyes at the same time. This piece of silver must be worth one or two taels!

Chen Ning, in particular, was very ashamed. She was afraid that the other person would not give her money, but the person actually gave her a piece of silver, which was more generous than she had imagined.

Cheng Yue smiled in her heart, but said, "Mr. Chen San, you gave too much. A bowl of noodles costs eight cents."

She just hopes that more diners with a lot of money and stupidity will come.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen blushed slightly and said rather embarrassedly: "I want to ask if you can sell this stew?

My wife has a poor appetite and can't eat. Your stew tastes great and may stimulate her appetite."

Speaking of his wife, Mr. Chen San became worried. Ever since she gave birth to her second child, his wife has often suffered from loss of appetite and has lost a lot of weight.

The doctor treated him a lot, but there was no improvement, which made him very worried.

So wherever there was something delicious, he would rush to try it, and then bring a portion to his wife, thinking that it might suit her taste.

Although it doesn’t work most of the time, there is always a chance, maybe it will be right one day?

No wonder he is so generous, it turns out it is all for the love of his wife, which is rare.

Cheng Yue smiled and said, "Of course, but this stew is more suitable for rice and noodles.

Why don't I make some braised food, which can be eaten with rice or cold? May I ask if Madam Chen has any flavor she likes?"

In the future, she will not only do the noodle business, she also knows how to cook many other kinds of food. Of course, she cannot miss a distinguished guest like Mr. Chen Sanye.

Mr. Chen San said without thinking: "She used to like sweet and spicy food."

Cheng Yue thought for a moment and had an idea. She said, "Okay, Mr. Chen will come to pick it up at the end of the morning hour tomorrow."

Anyway, she came early in the morning, so it would be better to hand it over to Mr. Chen Sanye earlier. It would be inconvenient to wait until noon when there will be too many people and the crowd will be too crowded.

"Then I would like to thank you in advance." Mr. Chen San bowed and left.

The noodles were sold out, so Cheng Yue packed up her stall and went straight to Mrs. Wu with her three children.

In addition to large pig bones and offal, Cheng Yue also bought a large pig head.

Mr. Chen San paid one or two taels of silver. She couldn't just make some braised pig offal, she had to at least make some pig's head and face.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Wu, Cheng Yue bought two ducks on the street. These days, you can't buy individual parts, you can only buy a whole chicken or duck.

The duck head, duck neck, duck collarbone, duck intestines, duck heart, and duck wings can be braised. The rest can be used to make spicy duck or braised duck. It won't be wasted anyway.

There are many vegetarian dishes that can be braised, but it is hard to find them here.

Cheng Yue thought about it and felt that there should be some dried goods like bean curd sticks and kelp in the space, so it would be just right to take them out and use them.

"Mom, let's buy some chicks." Chen Tong looked at the cage of chicks and looked at Cheng Yue expectantly.

When the chicks grow up, they can lay eggs, and they can hatch chicks themselves. By then, there will be more and more chickens, and the eggs they lay can be exchanged for money.

"Sister, there are only thirteen chickens left, two of which are males, and the rest are females. Look, they are very strong.

You just bought two ducks. If you want these chickens, I'll give them to you at a lower price, five cents each. You can give me fifty cents, and I'll give you these three as a gift!"

The boss who sells chickens and ducks is a dark-faced man. He smiles honestly and heartily, but his eyes are shrewd.

Seeing Cheng Yue pushing a cart full of things and having just bought two ducks, he knew without a doubt that she had the purchasing power, so he followed Chen Tong's instructions and quickly started selling to Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue squatted down and looked at the chicks in the cage. They were indeed lively and energetic. Fifty cents was not expensive, so she bought them.

There was only one old hen left in the house, and another one was thrown into the space by her.

Come to think of it, the last time I gave the chicken, I was afraid the children would be suspicious, so I had to hide one.

"Boss, if you give me this chicken cage as well, I will buy it."

There was so much stuff on this cart, and there wasn't even a basket or anything, so I couldn't take the chickens back after I bought them.

"Okay, okay, the chicken coop is not worth much money, I'll give it to you as a gift!"

The boss smiled brightly and handed the cage over. Chen Tong and Chen Ning took it and smiled with their eyes curved.

After paying the money, Cheng Yue put the chicken cage on the cart. Thinking that she had nothing to pack it, she went to buy oil paper and a small bamboo basket. After buying these, the family went straight home.

In addition to making braised meat for the stall, she also had to make braised food for Mr. Chen Sanye's wife. Besides that, Cheng Yue also wanted to make some desserts that were not available in this era.