Jiang Miao planned to sell candied haws on a stick today, but because she was afraid that the sugar would melt away, she had to get up early in the morning to make it.
Fortunately, the ingredients had been prepared yesterday. Jiang Miao decided to make pure hawthorn, bean paste, and glutinous rice filling. She didn’t plan to make too much on the first day, so she started with twenty skewers of each.
The bright red fruit is stuck on the grass target, and it is so attractive. Before the ladies even start to buy it, the children on the street can't walk.
"Mom, I want it!"
The candied haws are not expensive at ten cents a bunch. The pure hawthorn and the stuffed ones are the same price, but the stuffed ones have three less hawthorns than the pure hawthorn ones. The ladies were impatient with the children, so they gritted their teeth and bought one.
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"Mom, try it..."
A child who was sensible and filial to his mother held up a candied haws and fed it to her. The lady refused but bit into one, and the sweet and sour taste melted in her mouth.
The softness and sweetness of the glutinous rice in the middle just offset the sourness of the hawthorn. She was still satisfied after eating one piece, but was too embarrassed to snatch the child's food. She squeezed the purse in her hand and decided to go back and buy another bunch, but Jiang Ji was a fool.
It was sold short early in the morning.
Jiang Miao didn't expect that candied haws are so popular, mainly because adults and children love to eat these snacks, especially young ladies who heard that hawthorn has beauty effects, so they regretted not buying more.
"Mrs. Jiang, you can still make these candied haws tomorrow."
It’s sweet and sour and she won’t get tired of eating it every day!
"Okay," Jiang Miao nodded in agreement. The candied haws are simple and easy to make, and it doesn't delay her from selling other things. Moreover, the pile of hawthorns at home is enough for her to sell them for a long time.
After closing the shop, Jiang Miao decided to go shopping at the meat stall. He liked the dried meat she made for Shen Yanqing before. In addition to sending snacks this time, she planned to make another popular snack: dried pork.
Jiang Miao bought a large piece of hind leg meat, which weighed ten kilograms. The basket in her hand almost burst.
Making pork breasts requires honey and white sesame seeds, which the Shen family does not have. Jiang Miao went to the shop to buy them, and bought some seasonings for curing the meat. The Great Yan Dynasty already had pepper and cumin, but the price was too expensive. Jiang Miaohua
I bought a small jar for half a tael of silver.
After she bought all her things, she carried her basket home. The grocery stores were all on the same street, and not far ahead was the Zhou family's shop.
Jiang Miao was heartbroken and wanted to walk over quickly, but she saw only one person being kicked out of the shop.
The man was dressed in tatters and had a stooped waist. He almost bumped into Jiang Miao.
"Get away from me. I dare to sell anything and I'm not afraid of poisoning people. Our shop won't accept it!"
Zhou Shui'an threw the man's bamboo basket out with a sullen face. He originally wanted to scold him again, but when he saw Jiang Miao next to him, he looked guilty, turned around and returned to the shop, his movements a little eager.
"Tsk," Jiang Miao despised him more and more in her heart. How could a man who doted on his concubines and destroyed his wife be such a good thing?
The things in the bamboo basket were scattered on the ground. The man squatted on the ground silently to pick them up. Jiang Miao leaned over to help him. When she saw the things on the ground, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Potato!" It turned out to be a potato, and Jiang Miao almost screamed in excitement.
Potatoes are a good thing. They can be used as staple food, vegetables, and snacks, and the yield is high.
"Do you recognize it, little lady?"
The man, Li Dajiang, asked eagerly. He asked three shops for this basket of black eggs, but no one bought it. He didn't believe it was edible at all. The son of the family was waiting for money to treat his illness. Li Dajiang was almost desperate.
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"Speak somewhere else."
Jiang Miao glanced at Zhou's shop and whispered to him.
"Okay," seeing hope, Li Dajiang picked up the bamboo basket and followed Jiang Miao.
In Zhou's shop, watching the two people leave, Zhou Shui'an came out of the door, and Zhao Yuan stuck her head out from behind the counter, asking with twinkling eyes, "Cousin, is he gone?"
"I'm gone. I don't know where the beggar came from. He thinks our shop is a charity hall and anyone dares to come to our door."
Zhao Yuan forced a smile, wringing her sleeves with her hands, feeling flustered, why did he come to town?
Zhou Shui'an saw that her expression was not good and thought it was because she saw Jiang Miao. After all, Shen Yingxue was still living in the Shen family and the Zhou family never picked her up.
"You go to the backyard to have a rest first, and then go home when you're done."
"Um."
"Where did you dig these potatoes?" Jiang Miao picked up one and asked him. Historically, potatoes were introduced to China in the late Ming Dynasty. In the fictional dynasty she lived in, not only did peppers appear, but now there were also potatoes.
Her foodie radar has clicked. Does this mean that modern foods will appear one after another in the future?
"My house is full of..." Li Dajiang was frightened by her hot eyes. This black egg was tasteless and could only fill his stomach. This little lady wouldn't mistake it for another treasure.
Although he was short of money, he couldn't lie to her.
"I want them all!"
"Ah?" Li Dajiang couldn't believe it, "Is it this basket or one from my house?"
"I want them all."
In the original book, the Yan Dynasty was about to face a three-year drought, and many people starved to death. With potatoes, she could at least stock up on more food.
"Little lady, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Li Dajiang looked excited, but there was still a trace of reason in his heart.
Jiang Miao smiled and said, "For two cents a pound, you can just send it to Shen's shop in the east of the city."
She bought them at the price of ordinary vegetables. The basket weighed more than 20 kilograms. Li Dajiang almost cried when he counted the copper plates in his hands.
He thought he couldn't sell it, but he met kind-hearted people and Xiaoshan was saved.
Li Dajiang wiped his tears with his sleeves, "I'll bring them to you all tomorrow!"
"good."
"What did you buy here?"
"Potatoes are delicious when cooked."
Mrs. Zhang's face was full of doubts. This black ground egg dish was really delicious. She curled her lips and felt that Jiang Miao had been deceived this time.
Jiang Miao smiled and didn't explain. She would know when it was made. No one could escape the magic of potatoes.
She put the potatoes aside and took the shank meat out of the basket.
"There is so much meat, how long do we have to eat it?"
"This is to make pork jerky for my husband. I don't know how he eats in the capital. I'll make him some jerky for him to eat as a snack at night."
Jiang Miao cleaned the meat, chopped the meat into minced meat with a knife, and marinated it with seasonings.
"You... you are really too talkative again."
Mrs. Zhang was in a complicated mood, Miao Ya was only thinking about the third child, and she had complained about her just now.
"My mother always thinks about this family. Without her, our whole family would be in trouble."
"Just say I'm stingy." Mrs. Zhang was amused by her, and the wrinkles in her eyes were squeezed out.
Most of the ten kilograms of meat were cooked, and Jiang Miao set aside two pieces to make braised pork, and put potatoes in them to cook.
Mrs. Zhang had no objection. She happened to also want to see what delicious things could be made from these black eggs.
In addition to braised pork with potatoes, Jiang Miao also made spicy and sour potato shreds and fried potato chips.
Mrs. Zhang likes the potatoes in the braised pork the most. The potatoes soaked in gravy have a sandy texture and melt in your mouth. They are more delicious than meat.
I tried the other two items, the shredded potatoes were spicy and tasty, and the fried potato chips were crispy.
"I didn't expect that the food made from this ugly potato would be so delicious?"
The Shen family members all responded, unable to lift their heads after eating.
"Potatoes have a high yield. We can plant them next year and eat them ourselves or sell them."
"Okay." Father Shen nodded. No one knew the importance of food better than him. When he heard about the high yield of potatoes, the way he looked at them changed.
