"Okay, I'll keep the rabbit head for you." Zhang Cuifen agreed happily.
"Mom, what are you going to do with the rest?" Zhang Cuifen asked her grandma again.
Grandma waved her hands and said: "I'll give you a hand, you can make the decision. Today it's you who make the decision, so I'll bring you the mouth."
No one had any objections, so Zhang Cuifen let herself go freely. She chopped the rabbit meat into small pieces, divided the chicken into two, stewed half in chicken soup, and simmered the other half. The chicken was very tender, and she got some vermicelli and dried bamboo shoots.
Once simmered, it will taste delicious.
I haven’t eaten chicken during the Chinese New Year, but I’m really going to have a feast today.
The adults were cooking, and Ling Xiaowei led Mingming to feed the chickens at the door.
"Obviously, when the chicks grow up, they can lay eggs."
"Sister, the baby chicken has laid eggs!" Ming Ming pointed at a pile of chicken poop and shouted happily.
Ling Xiaowei laughed loudly and was speechless. The child's brain circuit was really unpredictable.
She obviously likes chickens very much. She is holding a small green vegetable in her hand and feeding the chickens food. Ling Xiaowei squats at the door, stirring half a bucket of black paint in a plastic bucket. This is the black oil used when raising beams.
, I don’t know what it is.
Using this to write on the wall should not be washed away by the rain! An idea flashed in Ling Xiaowei's mind.
"Dad, let me write the name of a tailor shop on the wall of my house!" If your family wants to be a tailor, you must let people in the village know about it! It is necessary to advertise this widely.
Ling Guoqiang was sitting at the door of the hut, watching Zhang Cuifen and grandma cooking inside. After hearing Ling Xiaowei's words, he thought for a moment and said, "How should I write this?"
In the past, someone in the village would make clothes and bring the fabric directly without writing any name.
"Dad, think of a brand name and I'll write it. When everyone sees it, they'll know that my family makes clothes." Ling Xiaowei said happily.
"I think this method is good. If you don't write it down, no one else will know that you can make clothes." Zhang Cuifen turned around and said while copying the dishes.
"What are you going to write about?" Grandma was lighting the fire behind the pot. She vaguely heard something and asked curiously.
"Xiaowei wants to write a sign for her tailor shop!" Zhang Cuifen said with a smile.
I have to say, this Xiaowei is really smart! She can even think of this method, it is better to study, she can write well, and her brain is smart. Zhang Cuifen thought that if this is written on the sign, then the family will have income in the future.
Okay, this is really great!
She felt happy, and she was in a better mood for cooking. The aroma of fried rabbit meat floated out from the hut. Ling Xiaowei swallowed hard. It was really delicious.
"It's called 'Ling's Tailor Shop.'" Ling Guoqiang had limited ideas and could only think of this. Many family workshops in this village use their own surnames as signs, such as Wang's Oil Shop, Zhang's Flour... It's easy to understand.
"Okay! Dad, I'm going to write!" Ling Xiaowei carried the black paint, moved the stool, and ran to the corner of the road facing her main house to put it down. She first drew five words on the wall with a pencil.
The outline. Then paint along the outline with paint.
After a while, five bright and big black words were written on the wall of my house. Although the words were not very beautiful, they were still very neat and the height was just right. The more I read, the more satisfied I became.
The signboard of 'Ling's Tailor Shop' has been officially put up, and from today, her tailor shop is officially open to the public!
"Dad, I've written it!" Ling Xiaowei ran to the door of the big house excitedly and shouted to Ling Guoqiang.
Ling Guoqiang stretched his neck, wishing he could stand up and take a look now. Ling Xiaowei walked up to him, helped his father stand up, and helped him go to the roadside to look at his own sign.
Zhang Cuifen had just taken the chicken out of the pot, hurriedly added water, put in the soaked dried bamboo shoots, and then said to her grandma: "Mom, let's go and have a look. Xiaowei has written the sign for the tailor shop."
"I'm illiterate, what are you going to see?" Grandma said with a smile, but she still stood up from the haystack and walked out eagerly.
The younger son is going to start tailoring business, which is a good thing! The old man underground will definitely be happy for the child when he knows about it.
The family walked to the intersection and looked at the five big black characters written on the red brick wall. Ling Guoqiang was literate and Ling's Tailor Shop. The big characters were bright and black. He was slightly excited. This is what their family will be in the future.
The golden signboard.
Zhang Cuifen and her grandmother were illiterate, but they were still reading enthusiastically. Zhang Cuifen pulled Ling Guoqiang's clothes and said, "How do you pronounce these words?"
"Ling's Tailor Shop! The name of our shop." Ling Guoqiang said with a smile.
"Oh oh oh! So these words look like this!" Zhang Cuifen said with emotion. She picked up Ming Ming and pointed to the words on the wall and said: "Ming Ming, you must study and write well in the future. Look at my sister's handwriting.
How nice.”
Obviously he didn't understand, but everyone agreed, and he nodded: "Okay!"
The words "Ling's Tailor Shop" are written in large characters, but this is a rural area. To do business, you still have to rely on word of mouth. If this were in the city, a firecracker would be set off, and a waist drum team would be organized to make it lively.
It spread quickly.
So, after the family read the words on the wall and had a good time, they all dispersed again. Those who should cook cooked, those who should feed the chickens continued to feed the chickens, and Ling Xiaowei walked to the river to wash her hands.
"It's time to eat!"
When Zhang Cuifen shouted, Ling Xiaowei and Mingming hurriedly ran into the hut. They saw that the table in the hut was filled with food, including scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, stir-fried rabbit meat, braised chicken with stuffed bamboo shoots, and a large bowl of shepherd's purse chicken soup.
There are also a few bowls of white rice. Today’s meal is even better than the Chinese New Year meal.
"Let's all sit down and eat!" Zhang Cuifen took a pair of chopsticks and greeted, then placed the chopsticks in front of everyone.
"There are still fish, why aren't they burned?" Ling Xiaowei asked.
In fact, there were already a lot of dishes, and she couldn't finish them even if they were cooked. But she was afraid that it would be a pity not to eat the fish if it died.
"The fish is still alive. I put it in a net and kept it in the river. I will eat it in two days!" Zhang Cuifen said.
Oh! It turns out that they have been raised. This is a good method.
"The rabbit head you want to eat is still pickled. I will cook it for you tonight." Zhang Cuifen explained the whereabouts of the rabbit head again.
Ling Xiaowei hummed, and then began to eat attentively. Zhang Cuifen's cooking skills were really good. The rabbit meat was fragrant and tender, and the spiciness was moderate. It was slightly spicy and tasted very delicious.
The chicken is also fragrant. These dishes are made with very simple ingredients. The soy sauce used to roast the chicken is homemade soy sauce. I didn’t expect the stewed dishes to be so delicious.
"Today's food is so delicious!" Ling Xiaowei praised without hesitation.
Zhang Cuifen was very happy after hearing this. She put a large amount of scrambled eggs with Chinese toon into Ling Xiaowei's bowl and said, "If it's delicious, eat more. I can have so many delicious things today thanks to you!"
