What he needed to do now was to rent a warehouse as soon as possible. The sale of the soda noodles was about to begin.
The Peng family members were all stunned. To be precise, they were shocked by the large pile of copper coins.
On the second day of the press conference, Wang Qian and Lu Ziyang brought a cart full of copper coins to stock up.
A cart of soda flour was exchanged for a cart of copper coins, filling the courtyard. The Peng family members, who had never seen so much money before, were stunned.
Peng Yu didn't think much of it. This was only the first day of stock, and it was only from Luoyang. After this batch was sold out, there would be more in the future.
To be honest, the amount of soda noodles used was not much less than salt. Peng Yu's price was also a little lower than salt. After all, this was a civilian product, unlike jewelry, which could only be popular among the noble circles.
"Brother, this much money is enough for us to spend for a lifetime, right?”Peng Xiaolin asked with her eyes wide open.
"How much is this? How could it last a lifetime? But it's enough for you to eat meat every day." Peng Yu scratched her little nose.
He still needed a lot of things now. He needed to buy a warehouse, hire a few workers, and an accountant.
All of these required money. Most importantly, he needed a means of transportation-a carriage. Without this, he would have to rely on his legs to walk, which would consume too much time.
However, the most important thing for him now was to forge a wok. He couldn't stand stewing every day, so he had already ordered an iron pot from the blacksmith the day before yesterday.
Due to the lack of productivity in the Tang Dynasty, iron production was low and expensive. Therefore, this iron pot cost him a lot of money, which made Li Cuihua's heart ache.
Peng Yu smiled at her mother's heartache. Everything depended on the effort and benefits. If the benefits were greater than the effort, then this matter could be done, not to mention an epoch-making thing like a wok.
Looking at the iron pot in front of him, Peng Yu was very satisfied. However, he immediately felt worried. He had the iron pot, but what dish should he cook?
Compared to the many dishes he was familiar with in his previous life, he could not make them in this era. There was a lack of condiments and vegetables.
Peng Yu had wanted to make a big plate of chicken, but she felt stifled when she thought about the lack of dried potatoes and chili.
He couldn't cook Twice-cooked Pork, Kung Pao Chicken, or anything else. He couldn't do anything without chili. Although he could use Zhuyu as a substitute, the spiciness was far from enough.
Li Cuihua, Peng Yong, and Peng Xiaoshan saw him staring at the iron pot in a daze. They didn't know what he was thinking.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Peng Xiaolin ran up to him and grabbed his hand.
"I'm thinking about what to cook for you with this iron pot.”Peng Yu patted her on the head.
"Really? Mother, Older Brother is going to make delicious food again!”Peng Xiaolin was very impressed by him after the last roast lamb.
"Little Yu, you can make something different with this iron pot?”Li Cuihua didn't quite believe it. She had cooked for a lifetime, but she had never heard of changing the pot to make something different. Moreover, the pot in front of her looked strange.
"Definitely! Brother, bring Xiao Lin to buy some pork fat, pepper, and a chicken.”Peng Yu said to Peng Yong.
He had looked around the kitchen just now. There was almost no oil, and there were very few condiments.
It seemed that the commoners of the Great Tang were still mainly stewing, and their stomachs were pathetically lacking!
As soon as he heard that there was meat to eat, Peng Yong took the money and rushed out of the door. In a short while, he brought back all the things that he wanted to prepare.
Peng Yu instructed her mother and sister to wash and peel the chicken before chopping it into pieces with a kitchen knife.
The fire in the stove was already burning. Peng Yu placed the iron pot down. Peng Yong, Peng Xiaoshan, and Li Cuihua stood at the side and watched Peng Yu curiously.
It was probably the first time that a wok was used among the people. Peng Yu guessed that there might be one in the palace. After all, that was where the emperor ate. There should not be one in other places.
Peng Yu scooped some white pork fat with a spatula and placed it at the bottom of the pot.
Soon, the white oil turned into a puddle of oil, emitting a strange fragrance.
"It smells so good!" Peng Yong and Peng Xiaolin could not help but twitch their noses.
"Surely not?" Peng Yu glanced at the two of them. The pig fat in the pot was very fragrant, but the expressions of the two of them were too much.
In the other basin, the chicken was already covered in a layer of egg mixture and flour, and it was marinated with salt.
Peng Yu poured the chicken meat into the oil. Immediately, a rich fragrance filled the entire courtyard.
At this moment, Peng Yu felt as if tears were streaming down her face. After coming to the Great Tang for so long, this was the first time she had smelled the familiar smell of fried chicken.
In the modern world, this was a smell that could be smelled on every street, but he had used it for so long.
"It smells so good! Brother, give me a piece first." Peng Xiaolin was getting impatient.
"Little fellow." Peng Yu gently fried the chicken repeatedly, scooped out a piece and handed it to Peng Xiaolin.
"Is that all?" Li Cuihua smelled it from the side.
"There's still one more step." Peng Yu scooped out the chicken meat and poured out some oil.
He poured the pepper, salt, and Zhuyu sauce into the pot and stir-fried it. A strange fragrance burst out.
Peng Yu took a whiff and felt that the fragrance was not quite the same as that of chili. It seemed that Zhu Yu could not replace chili.
He poured the chicken into the pot again and stir-fried it. A few minutes later, a plate of pepper and salt chicken was out of the pot.
The Peng family looked at the dish in shock. For them, this was the first time they had seen stir-fried vegetables.
Peng Yu was indeed a little nervous. She didn't know if there would be anything wrong with cooking in the Tang Empire for the first time.
"Mother, try it first." Peng Yu picked up a piece of chicken and carefully handed it to Li Cuihua.
Li Cuihua took a bite of the chicken and her eyes lit up in an instant.
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