The daily life of the female supporting role in ancient farming

Chapter Thirty-Nine [V]

　　After the pot on the stove was hot, Jiang Shu asked Ye'er to keep the fire low, poured the white noodles in and started to stir-fry continuously. The oil continued to stir fry, and then continued to add crushed walnut kernels, black sesame seeds, peanuts, and a little bit of sugar.
　　The unique sweet taste makes Ye'er's mouth water.　　Jiang Shu fried a lot of camellia noodles at one time. When Granny Li came over, Jiang Shu was still building a house. Granny Li smelled the smell and came in, and praised Jiang Shu again.　　This girl is really ingenious, how can ordinary white flour make her fry so mouth-watering?　　The fried camellia noodles asked Jiang Shu and Ye Er to wrap them in oiled paper. In the end, they wrapped more than 40 packets. When Ruan Ruan took more than a dozen packets and put them in Jiang Cheng's room, he thought of Lu Han. Cheng studied and stayed up all night, presumably Lu Han also studied hard in Han Chuang, Jiang Cheng also counted on Lu Han's guidance, Jiang Shu was not stingy, just took a dozen more bags and asked Ye'er to deliver them to Lu Han's home.　　For the rest, Jiang Shu put it in the kitchen. On weekdays, when his parents woke up, if he didn't want to have breakfast, it would be good to make a bowl of fried noodles with boiling water.　　When Jiang Laosan came back, he knew that Jiang Shu had made fried noodles, so he didn't eat the happy dinner, so he took boiling water and sat at the table in the yard, brewed a bowl, and watched the fried noodles in the bowl start to boil. It became thicker, and the sweet taste became stronger. Jiang Laosan couldn't wait to take a sip with the spoon, and his eyes lit up.　　Delicious, really delicious!　　The fried noodles have a unique aroma and a slight burnt aroma, because crushed walnut kernels, peanuts, and black sesame are added in it, which makes it more fragrant and rich in taste. The sweetness is slightly sweet, not at all greasy.　　Jiang Cheng: "Father, you have followed me all the way."　　Third Jiang: "......"　　Dinner became the whole family eating fried noodles together, but the food made by Granny Li was not wasted, and it was another day for the Jiang family to eat.　　Jiang Laosan only remembered Feng Sheng's matter at this moment, and then everyone looked at Jiang Shu in unison. After talking to everyone, everyone went back to their houses and rested.　　Ye'er was still relishing the taste of fried noodles, lying on the kang: "Girl, I think life is really good now."　　Jiang Shu: "Yes, as long as everyone walks forward with Hemeimei every day, life will be very good."　　At Lu Han's house, Lu Han's parents also ate fried noodles delivered by Jiang Shu at night. In this alley, everyone knows that Jiang Shu's food is delicious, but there are really few who can eat it , They were able to eat it because of Lu Han's knowledge. After eating Jiang Shu's fried noodles, they thought of Jiang Shu, and then Lu Han's parents were talking about Jiang Shu.　　Mother Lu recounted what happened in the alley this afternoon, and then sighed: "This girl is well-educated and beautiful, and she is really not in a hurry to get married, but I saw what Miss Jiang said, she seems to want to marry someone student."　　Lu Han paused, marry a scholar?　　Early the next morning, when Jiang Shu was about to go to the Tangshui shop, he saw Jiang Cheng coming out of the house clutching his stomach. Jiang Shu thought of something, went to Jiang Cheng's room to take a look, and then twitched the corners of his mouth. The fried noodles made by Jiang Shu are quite a lot. Yesterday, the Jiang family only drank one pack. As a result, Jiang Cheng actually drank a pack of fried noodles all night. He is going to heaven.　　Jiang Shu: "Jiang Cheng, the cake is gone, so I won't give it to you!"　　Originally, Jiang Shu planned to make some pastries for Jiang Cheng, and then eat them with fried noodles, but now, Jiang Shu was worried that Jiang Cheng would fill himself up, even though Jiang Cheng was already full now.　　Jiang Cheng: "Sister, sister, don't, it's so delicious, I just ate so much, I'll pay attention next time, can you stop eating so much, can you drink two bowls a night at most."　　Jiang Shu: "A bowl!"　　Jiang Cheng: "..."　　"Is it okay to have a bowl and a half?"　　"Okay, don't eat the pastries."　　"Wooooow, it's so hard to choose."　　Jiang Laosan came out of the kitchen with a large bowl of camellia noodles: "What are you doing?"　　Jiang Shu and Jiang Cheng: "......"　　Under the eyes of Jiang Shu and Jiang Cheng, Jiang Laosan couldn't help hiccupping.　　It's really delicious, this fried noodles is completely in line with his taste.　　When Jiang Shu arrived in the shop, the shop started to get busy. Jiang Shu handed over what she had to do last night and left the rest to Ye Er and the others, and then started making fried noodles, probably because Mr. Jiang 3 Their performance, Jiang Shu is full of enthusiasm for fried noodles, and he doesn't even plan to take a lunch break today.　　Fried noodles are not like others. If they are not sold on the same day after they are made, they cannot be sold again. Fried noodles have a shelf life for a certain period of time.　　At first, Zhou Qiang was a little inconceivable about fried noodles with oil, but when the aroma of fried noodles came out, when he looked at Jiang Shu, his expression was full of admiration.　　I didn't expect a fried noodle to be able to fry this kind of aroma.　　Jiang Shu made fried noodles, Ye Er was in charge of packing, Zhou Qiang's mother looked inside the shop, and his younger sister helped, while Zhou Qiang took the fried noodles and went out to sell them. Jiang Shu also taught him how to wait until there were many people. It was displayed on the spot outside and then sold. Zhou Qiang worked hard, and Jiang Shu could hear Zhou Qiang's voice in the back kitchen of the shop.　　Jiang Laosan made himself a bowl of fried noodles at noon, and when he was enjoying himself, he was stunned when he saw the outside. His daughter's sugar shop was surrounded by water, and Zhou Qiang was maintaining order.　　Zhou Qiang: "Everyone, don't squeeze. Our shopkeeper said that the next pot of Fried Noodles will be ready soon. Everyone line up to buy!"　　Zhou Qiang wiped his sweat. He didn't expect the business to be so hot. He just showed how to make fried noodles with oil and a simple breakfast in the time it took to make tea according to Jiang Shu's statement, and then There were more and more people at the stalls outside the shop, and Zhou Qiang was no longer needed to brew for everyone, and the queue was still increasing.　　Some even don't know what to do here.　　"Fried noodles, what fried noodles?"　　"I heard that it made the children cry."　　"Anyway, everyone can't go wrong buying it, and the price is not too expensive. There are peanut kernels, walnut kernels and black sesame seeds in it."　　Jiang Laosan took a while to react. Seeing that Zhou Qiang was too busy, he quickly called his shop assistant to help Zhou Qiang. He told him, "If you don't know what to do, just help Zhou Qiang. He asked you to do it." Whatever you do."　　Jiang Laosan took a sip of fried noodles: "This is going to make a fortune."