Farmer's wife: My husband came back and the house was in chaos

Yao Qingnian never expected that such a thing would happen because of the smell of meat.

The next day, Yao Qingnian walked into the kitchen and couldn't wait to lift the lid of the pot. After being carefully boiled with a variety of spices and seasonings, the golden offal and pork head released a full flavor. He picked up a piece of braised meat that had been soaked overnight and put it in his mouth, his mouth filled with rich and mellow aroma.

Liu Shuyue came in following the smell.

"Mom, come and try it."

When Liu Shuyue saw that they were going into the water, she felt very reluctant.

"Hey, I don't want to eat it, you eat it!"

"Believe me, it's delicious."

Yao Qingnian picked up a piece and put it to Liu Shuyue's mouth. Liu Shuyue had to open her mouth, take in the sauce and chew it carefully. The meat was delicate and elastic.

“Is this really pig offal?”

Liu Shuyue's pupils dilated instantly, without even blinking, she was shocked by the taste of the braised food.

"Yes, mother, you see, there are so many here that we can't finish them all. Do you think we can take them to the village entrance to sell them?"

There were no refrigerators in ancient times. If so much meat was not eaten, it would definitely go bad. If it didn’t go bad, the taste would be affected. It would be better to sell it.

"Selling at the entrance of the village?"

No one has ever done this before...

"Yes! You see, our stewed food is not only delicious, but also convenient. We cook it directly and you can eat it when you take it home. It saves ingredients and time."

"Try then?"

Yao Qingnian was full of confidence. He fished out the meat from the pot, separated the pig head and offal, and left the marinade in the pot. When he came back and filled the refrigerator with space, he could take it out and use it directly next time without having to make the marinade again.

The charm of brine lies in the fact that after a long period of boiling and use, it can accumulate rich essence of ingredients and form a unique thick soup flavor.

Therefore, many old brines with many years of history usually taste better than newly made brines.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought their food to the entrance of the village, and Yao Qingnian began to shout: "Don't miss it if you pass by. It's delicious and inexpensive. It's economical and affordable. Come and have a look."

Yao Qingnian's shouting attracted many people in the village.

"Lu family, what are you selling?"

"I'm selling braised food! Made with my secret recipe. Want one?"

All the braised dishes are made of meat, and with the costs of salt, sugar, ingredients and labor, Yao Qingnian set the price at fifteen cents per serving.

"Is this made of pig offal?"

Everyone in the village knew that Yao Qingnian had taken a bath.

"It's offal, but it's marinated and delicious..."

When everyone heard that it was done in water, they shook their heads and left without waiting for Yao Qingnian to introduce it.

Only a few second-rate men who didn't work in the village were sitting on the sidelines watching Yao Qingnian's joke. They even dared to sell pig offal, which was so funny. Even dogs wouldn't eat this.

Yao Qingnian didn't sell a single serving of braised food in the whole morning. Liu Shuyue comforted her: "It doesn't matter. Such delicious food, if you can't sell it, you can eat it yourself. I have never eaten so much meat!"

"Mom, go and do your work first. I'll just watch over here by myself."

Yao Qingnian asked Liu Shuyue to go back first while he thought of a solution. It was not that his food was not delicious, but he had a preconceived notion that offal was definitely not edible. If they were allowed to taste it, they would definitely want to eat it again.

Looking at the people sitting under the tree, Yao Qingnian thought of a solution.

"Do you want to eat meat?"

People in the village can hardly eat meat throughout the year, so who wouldn't want to eat it?

"Of course we want to eat the meat, but we dare not eat your offal!"

"If any of you try this stew of mine and tell us how it tastes in front of everyone, I'll give you two cents. Who wants to come?"

Hearing that there was money to be made, several people rushed forward and said, "I'll do it!"

"I come"

At noon, villagers who were busy with farming returned home one after another. When they heard the noise here, they all gathered over.

"I'm here, I only want one cent"

It's just eating, it's not a big deal. You have money to pay, so it doesn't matter if it tastes bad.

"You kid, are you deliberately arguing with me?!"

"One penny, Yao Qingnian, give it to me! I want to eat it!"

Yao Qingnian immediately pointed at the man and said, "Okay, it's you!"

This man is Lin Ergou from the village. He lives with his mother at home. His family has no land, so when he has nothing to do, he likes to sit under a tree at the entrance of the village to enjoy the cool air.

Lin Ergou stepped forward and put a piece of meat into his mouth in front of everyone, preparing to swallow it in one gulp. The braised sauce spread in his mouth, and the rich taste teased the tip of his tongue.

Everyone looked at Lin Ergou's expression, curious about what the braised food tasted like.

"Lin Ergou, how does it taste? Tell me!"

"Is this really made from that stinking sewage?"

Lin Ergou picked up another piece and put it in his mouth.

"of course!"

Yao Qingnian took the plate back and asked him to taste the food. She couldn't let him eat it all.

"This is so delicious, full of fragrance. Yao Qingnian, I haven't even tasted it yet. I don't want your money. How about you give me this plate of offal?"

"No, I'll give you one cent. If you want to eat, bring money to buy it. Fifteen cents per serving."

When they heard that it was 15 cents per copy, the villagers began to wait and see again.

Yao Qingnian took out a penny and handed it to Lin Ergou. Lin Ergou was still savoring the taste of the meal. He gritted his teeth, took out fifteen coins, and handed them to Yao Qingnian: "Give me one."

Seeing that Lin Ergou didn’t want the money after eating the dish and even paid for another portion, everyone became even more curious about this offal.

Yao Qingnian struck while the iron was hot: "Fellow villagers, I put enough ingredients in this stewed food, including salt and sugar. You can buy it and eat it directly without cooking it yourself. It is suitable for people of all ages."

The villagers heard that Old Lady Huang smelled the aroma of Lu's meat and fell down from the top of the wall at night. When they saw the color, they began to believe what Lin Ergou said.

You can buy a piece of meat for fifteen cents, add salt and sugar, and you don’t have to cook it yourself. It’s not expensive if you think about it this way.

With the first person eating crabs, Yao Qingnian's braised food stall opened. An uncle in the village, who usually likes to drink a little wine, didn't want to cook today: "Give me one portion to try."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Yao Qingnian quickly cut a portion and handed it to the uncle. The uncle curiously picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. His entire mouth was surrounded by the rich aroma.

"You can buy it with confidence. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious meat."

With the uncle's recommendation, more and more people came to buy the food to try it. After tasting it, they praised it highly. Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In a short while, all of Yao Qingnian's braised food was sold out.

"Yao Qingnian, do you have any more braised food?!"

"Aunt, no more!"

"When are you going to make it again? My wife heard about it and insisted that I buy some to go with my wine."

"You're a little late. Someone bought the last one. I don't know when we'll make it again. Let's wait and see in a couple of days."

Yao Qingnian finished his business and went home. It was already late and his stomach was already starting to growl.