The farmhouse restaurant of the dandy young master

Ma Dadong's house looks like a vegetable market from a distance, and it looks like a vegetable market up close. There are a lot of people and it is very lively.

Huaxi stopped for a while, hesitating whether to wait for the crowd to disperse before passing.It's a pity that Ma Qing'er didn't give him a chance, not only raised his neck and shouted, but also waved his hands vigorously, as if he was afraid that others would not see him.

He coughed secretly, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, he saw many women with vegetable baskets rushing towards him.

"Young Master Xi, you're back. Look at my leek, it's fresh and tender. It's so rare that I pack a bag of water with each pinch."

"Xi Shaoxi Shao, my big duck eggs are all newly laid, so they are absolutely fresh."

"Mr. Xi, do you want cotton cloth? It's all cotton grown in my own field and weaved by myself."

Huaxi's ears didn't know who to listen to as they quarreled with each other. He pressed the center of his eyebrows twice, and immediately called for help, "Ma Qing!"

"Why?" Ma Qing'er just groaned, and continued to wave her hand at the aunt who was pulling him to sell her own eggs, with a wry smile, "Before my family accepted eggs from Aunt Chunhai's house, you have so many eggs here, don't talk about it." There are also hundreds of them, and we really can’t buy them.”

The gray-haired old lady also looked like she was about to cry, "Brother Qing, I can't help it. I finally saved so many eggs. If the manager just said no to it, I really don't want it. Now it's all in my hands." I can’t sell a few here, seeing the hot weather, wouldn’t it make me watch the eggs go bad?”

Ma Qing'er sighed, and reached out to support the old lady's trembling body because of sadness, "Grandma Qiu, I bought your eggs. I will count the number of eggs in a while, and I will settle the money with you." I hope that before selling The bad ones can be less, Ma Qing'er made a decision, but she peeked at Huaxi unsteadily in her heart, seeing that he didn't respond, her heart was much more at ease.

He showed a kind smile to the old lady who thought he had heard wrong.

"Ma Qing."

Hua Xi's sudden shout made Ma Qing'er's heart skip a beat, and her little heart couldn't help but raised it into her throat. Could it be that he disagreed...

"Everyone who comes to deliver eggs will be collected, regardless of the variety, and eggs will be collected. Other vegetables can be bought as needed." After Huaxi finished speaking, he turned to the woman who wanted to sell cotton cloth, "I also sold the cotton cloth, you go to the horse Celebrate the settlement."

Within three seconds after the words were finished, the old egg seller grabbed Ma Qinger's hand weeping with joy, her grateful lips trembling, she didn't know what else to say to express her excitement besides a few sincere thanks.

At the end, she said to Huaxi, "Good man."

The villagers who heard it at the scene, when they came back to their senses, they all sighed. They didn't see that the young master was still a bodhisattva, and the initial impression of him changed a lot silently.

Huaxi, who was issued a good person card, was a little unaccustomed to hearing this word, or in other words, no one issued him a good person card in modern times.

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly came out to help Huaxi, "Today's food is all bought, you all go back, don't block my door."

The crowd was dispersed, some came back disappointed, while others were elated. After all, being able to sell a la carte food was regarded as subsidizing the family.

The only happy ones are those who raise chickens and ducks at home. In the future, their eggs and duck eggs will not have to go to the city, and they will be sold here directly, saving time and effort.

As soon as the noisy people left, Mrs. Zhang looked at the eggs with worry on her face.But when he thought of the young master's heart as a bodhisattva, the troubled words turned into inquiries when they reached his lips.

"Master, these eggs... I'm afraid they will go bad after a few days, what should I do?" If there is a cellar, they can be stored for a longer period of time, and they won't be afraid of the smell.

Huaxi exhaled, "Work harder in the afternoon, clean all these, make eggs into stewed eggs, and duck eggs into salted duck eggs. Stewed eggs are easy to cook. If you make them today, you can sell them tomorrow. By the way, isn't the jar also not enough?"

"All the jars at home are full of things, so I have to borrow them." After returning to Huaxi, Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth and called Ma Qing'er, asking him to borrow from the villagers.

Huaxi's original intention was to buy it, but as time went by, he didn't interrupt Mrs. Zhang, and let Ma Qing'er go out to borrow the jar.

In addition to the 180 eggs of the old lady, there are also [-] eggs from Aunt Chunhai before, plus [-] duck eggs and [-] eggs from other people's families, which is enough for everyone to be busy all afternoon.

Whether it is making marinated eggs or salted duck eggs, the shell must be washed clean, and a jar of water is used up.

Originally, I only wanted to cook [-] eggs, but all of them were changed to braised eggs, so the half egg added to the cold noodles was replaced with braised eggs, which is also convenient for future price increases.

Braised eggs are not just braised eggs.

Huaxi wants to make two different appearances. One is wrapped with leaves. After marinating the egg, the pattern of the corresponding leaf will be printed on the egg white, which can be regarded as a beauty treatment for the marinated egg.

The second type has no decoration, it is placed in cold noodles.

So Zhang's family was busy washing, boiling and peeling eggs.Half of them use the cotton cloth I bought, cut it into palms, wrap the whole leaves around the eggs, and tie them with cotton thread.And Huaxi specializes in making marinated eggs.

In fact, at the moment when he saw a large number of eggs, Huaxi first thought of tea eggs.However, tea eggs are paired with cold noodles, and the tastes cannot complement each other, so it is changed to braised eggs.

Huaxi first put pepper, star anise, fragrant leaves, sugar, soy sauce, salt and dried chili into the pot covered with eggs, then pour water to cover the eggs, cover the lid and cook for about four to 10 minutes, the taste will be ready .

Lifting the lid of the pot, the rich fragrance wafts out from the stove, just smelling it will make the mouth water flood, swallowing saliva constantly, people can't help but look into the stove with fascination.

After a while, Huaxi came out with a few boiled marinated eggs, "The first pot is ready, you all have a taste."

As long as it is made by Huaxi himself, there is nothing bad to eat. Once you bite into it, the layered aroma will conquer everyone's tongue. It is simply delicious.

Just this stewed egg, which is as fragrant as meat, and they won't worry about a few hundred more eggs.

Ma Qing'er seemed to be able to foresee that tomorrow would be another hot day, and her confidence suddenly increased.

Including Xiang'er, Zhang's family ate marinated eggs, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and finished all the eggs before dark.I also ate the marinated noodles made by Huaxi.Immediately regained his vitality, rushed Huaxi back to the house to rest, and Zhang and Liu took over the rest of the marinated eggs.

Thinking about entertaining the masked man later, Huaxi didn't insist, went back to the house to rest, closed his eyes and rested on the bed, unknowingly overslept, opened his eyes again, it was already the moon The treetops are gone.

He got up abruptly and left the house. Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Liu were no longer in the kitchen. Everyone was probably asleep at this time. After all, handling eggs is not an easy task.

Huaxi moved his limbs, picked up the fire bag and walked out of the yard, started a fire in the small earthen stove by the corner, added two logs, went into the stove, took a clay pot and scooped a bowl of marinade and went back to the yard inside.

Last night, the hare given by the masked man was disposed of when he came back, and the chopped rabbit meat was stored in water.

Now that the rabbit meat was taken out, he added some water to the earthen pot, put the rabbit meat in the pot under cold water, skimmed off the foam after the water boiled, and took it out after boiling for a while.Then pour out the water in the crock, put the rabbit meat back in, pour the bowl of marinade in, adjust the flame, and simmer slowly.

Huaxi took a wooden stool and sat by the side watching the fire.

It was troublesome to convert the time in ancient times. Without a watch, he was still a little confused about the concept of time.He can only judge by the time when the other party appears.

If the masked man comes, then the agreed time has come.

But what if you don't come?

"doing what?"

People really can't resist talking, Huaxi just thought about it, he came here.

"Braised rabbit meat." Huaxi raised his head following the voice, and saw the masked man who easily jumped into the yard, and his heart suddenly felt sour for no reason.

If there is a door and don't leave, what is the smelly show...