To make money, you must make money.
This was Li Po's most direct and urgent thought after he worked hard to get a place to stay.
In the refugee camp, you can't spend money if you have money, but in the human market, you can't move without money.
The haggis and haggis soup are the real delicacies at the end.
Moreover, the production process is also extremely simple, and there is no secret recipe.
This is the only thing Li Po can think of, which can satisfy so many mouths without spending money.
Because nowadays, except for extremely hungry people, generally no one would think about touching their organs.
But if you want to make money, I’m afraid you won’t be able to rely on this.
But the matter of making money is already in front of us.
Looking at the strange-looking "cauldron" placed on the fire, Li Po thought helplessly.
This thing was taken from the kitchen of the house. It was already rusty and it took a lot of effort to clean it out.
In fact, no matter how you look at it, it can't be called a pot. It should be a tripod, but it doesn't have enough legs. Some of the refugees recognized it, and Li Po realized that this thing should be called a wok.
The pot is made of copper, has a thick body, rough surface, and consumes a lot of firewood.
Li Po dismantled the big table in the house without hesitation. If it didn't work, there was still a small forest and a few old trees in the city. He took people to chop them down. It is estimated that no one dares to say anything now.
Several men gathered around Li Po with their eyes fixed on the cauldron. They didn't know whether the contents would be edible or how they would taste.
After changing two pots of water, Li Po was sweating profusely from all the tossing before he entered the formal process of making haggis.
The haggis has been chopped into pieces and floating in the water, colorful, and the smell of cooking is extremely unpleasant. The faces of the several men around the pot don't look good, because they have been smoked.
Of course, as refugees, they have already smelled the smell, no matter how unpleasant it is, so they won't have too many adverse reactions.
Li Po began to add condiments to it.
This is actually the reason why Li Po felt that he had to make money. It is true that the cattle and sheep are free of charge, but the condiments must be paid for.
This time, thanks to Li Er, I didn't put in the effort, but it will definitely not happen in the future.
The smoke was also very strong, which made Li Po burst into tears.
Finally, when he felt that it was almost done, Li Po sat down on the ground and slapped Li Chun out of habit.
"See clearly. There is no secret to making this pot. It's just the same. You have to add enough onions, ginger, and garlic. The soup must be thick. It would actually be better if it had more spiciness. But we don't have it. We can only rely on these things.
It just makes sense, so the smell needs to be strong to cover up the odor in it."
Li Chun fiddled with his red and swollen hands and kept waving them in front of Li Po's eyes while nodding his head.
After listening to the rest of the story, the other men automatically stayed away from the two brothers, because no matter how they heard it, it sounded like they had learned from their families. Li Dalang acted upright, but they could not be ungrateful and steal other people's skills.
"As for the main ingredients, the intestines, liver, and lungs of sheep are the main ingredients. It's not made from cattle. It's too thick. If you have to make it, it will consume too much material."
"When this food is made, it is similar to meat. It is very hungry, but it must be made clean. Otherwise, it will not only taste terrible, but also make people sick easily."
“It would be even more delicious if served with bread…”
From a boy to a girl, the direction of teaching also changed, but as he talked, Li Po was still talking and swallowing his saliva.
"Brother... we didn't go to get porridge today."
"Why should you ask for charity when you can feed yourself and clothe yourself? Remember, if you ask for something if it doesn't taste good, you won't get anything good."
Li Po's face gradually became solemn, which made Li Chun really scared. He shrank his shoulders and kept nodding, but he was muttering in his heart. In fact, Xiaochun just wanted to say that he was hungry. Why was he so scary?
Li Po hummed twice, feeling a little satisfied. Children's values should be grasped from an early age...
This meal was busy from morning to night, and everyone in the room was hungry, but no one dared to mention the matter of getting porridge.
It was getting late, and Li Po finally felt that it was almost time.
Speaking of which, this guy is not very good at it, otherwise, it would never have taken so much time.
To make a delicious offal, you also need to simmer it until the soup is completely flavorful.
The most important thing is that the old soup is a waste of time the first time, but it won't be like this later. The soup will be left as it becomes thicker and thicker, and can be used as a soup base.
After cooking it together, the smell is still not very good.
But there is no way, meat is all about condiments...
As a result, a whole room of people gathered in the big house, some sitting on the floor, some standing, and some squatting. The whole room was filled with the sound of snoring, as if they were entering a pigsty.
There were not enough bowls, so all utensils were used.
Offal is not a good thing to talk about. People who have never eaten it will not have much appetite after smelling the smell.
But for the hungry refugees, there was no discomfort at all and everyone ate delicious food.
Li Po was no exception, but when he ate the second bowl, he finally realized that the taste was far from delicious. When chewed in the mouth, the texture felt good, and he couldn't help but miss the village on the grassland.
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The knocking on the door lasted for a while before anyone in the house heard it.
The woman who opened the door was startled when she opened the door. There were five or six men standing outside, each with a sinister face. At first glance, they looked like they were not good guys.
The one at the head had gray hair and was quite old, but the look on his face was as if someone had died in his family.
I poked my head into the room, and this person first covered his nose. The smell was really strong. Then when he saw a room full of people, the muscles on his face twitched again.
The woman retreated into the room, and the man immediately put down his bowls and chopsticks and gathered around her.
No matter young or old, at this moment, everyone is full of determination and tragedy to defend their territory.
But things were completely different from what they imagined. When Li Po came up and asked, he found out that this man was a patrolman in the city, and he was actually similar to the mayor in the market.
Today, people came in and out of this big house, and a lot of blood, water, and dirt was poured out. Later, there was black smoke billowing from the backyard of the big house. In addition, it was such a haunted house. By noon, the merchants in the market were already terrified.
So, someone went to the city to find this man.
In fact, this person was unwilling in every possible way. Not to mention the cold weather, he didn't want to get close to the big house. Besides, the current owner of the big house couldn't find out his origins, so he was even less willing to provoke him.
However, he was also unlucky. He was not as strong as another patrolman, so he had no choice but to follow others.
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