Ma Liang went back to put his bag away.
The young men picked up their pace and each of them chose two items.
They couldn't wait any longer. They were extremely fast. In a short while, the class monitor had finished counting the 20 or so people.
She took the list and handed it to Father Lu.
"Hello, uncle. We want these things first. Please cut them for us and pack them.”
"No problem. Wait a moment."
The kids all liked to eat meat. Only two or three of them chose braised eggs and dried meat. No one ate the cold dishes.
There were a lot of things, and he couldn't finish cutting them in a short time.
The kids squatted in front of the window and chatted. After chatting for a while, they looked at the display window eagerly. They all wanted to rush over and grab one or two pieces to try.
When Father Lu saw this, he simply packed some sliced braised vegetables into a disposable takeaway box. He stuck a toothpick on the cold dish and asked Mother Lu to bring it to them.
These young men were all brought over by Ma Liang's friends. They came all the way here to support their braised food. They bought a lot. A little braised food did not cost much, but they could still pull business. How good would that be!
When the young men heard that there was food, they rushed over. However, they knew that there were many people, so they did not fight over it. They each took a toothpick and left.
The braised vegetables were braised seaweed and braised lotus root slices.
The seaweed marinated was crispy, and when chewed, it had the savory taste of seafood. Mixed with the full fragrance of the marinade, it tasted like five flavors and savory taste. It was a completely different kind of delicacy.
"This vegetable dish is also delicious. I thought it was only meat that was delicious.”
"Look, this lotus root is special. It's made of flour. It's fragrant and sandy.”
The braised lotus root slices were also superb. The lotus root was specially ordered by Father Lu from the farmhouse. This kind of lotus root had one characteristic, it was especially braised.
Most people liked to use it to make soup, but this lotus root was also very delicious when braised.
When the marinade reached a certain degree of heat, the snow-white lotus roots were all dyed with the brownish-red color of the marinade. He scooped them up and cut them into thick slices. Then, he poured the marinade on them and took a bite. The lotus roots that had completely absorbed the marinade had a completely rich fragrance. Once he took a bite, the lotus roots softened in his mouth. The texture of the noodles was completely different from that of meat.
This was also a specialty of Old Lu's braised food shop. Other braised food shops liked to use crispy lotus roots, which tasted crispy and fragrant. However, Father Lu always felt that those lotus roots were not tasty enough when braised. They were not considered braised food. At most, they were lotus roots that had been dipped in salt water.
Therefore, Father Lu, who liked lotus root noodles, insisted on using this. The people of the Lu Family Village quite liked this flavor.
After they tasted the vegetables.
Father Lu had already finished cutting some, and Mother Lu was helping to pack the bags. Those eager gazes made the two of them wish they had two more pairs of hands.
Look at how greedy the child is.
There were also villagers waiting to buy braised food behind them. They would look out the window from time to time.
Tuan Tuan's grandmother was picking her teeth at the door. It was her first day at the Lu family's house today. She had dealt with the braised food ingredients for the entire morning and helped wash the basin and sweep the floor.
At one o'clock, the work was done. Now that he had received the eighty yuan, he felt very happy.
Where else could he find such a good job?
Seeing so many young boys squatting in front of the door, he stretched his head to look at the display window. Seeing that Father Lu and Mother Lu were already busy, he immediately became energetic and walked over to help.
She was now an employee of the Lu family's braised food shop. When the boss was busy, she naturally had to contribute.
"Little Lu's mom, you go and weigh it. I'll pack it. Three people will do it faster.”
With Tuan Tuan's grandmother's help, the pressure on the two of them immediately lessened.
Very soon, Father Lu finished cutting up the large pile of braised meat. Those that needed to be watered were directly watered, while those that were not were directly placed in the bag. In order to take care of everyone's taste, he even specially packed a disposable bowl with a bowl of sauce.
Tuan Tuan's grandma packed a good one and called the class monitor over. The class monitor checked the name list and asked the students to take it.
A few students took their bags and went to the village entrance to take the bus, ready to rush home.
When they came out, they said that they were going to buy delicious braised food with their parents and classmates. Their families felt that it was strange. There were so many braised food shops in Chengyang County, so they still had to go somewhere else to buy it.
Some parents believed it, while others did not.
She thought that her son wanted to go out and play for a while more, so she didn't take it seriously. The children in the second year of junior high school still had a lot of homework. She couldn't keep suppressing them. If she wasn't in a good mood, she wouldn't be able to study well.
He only told them not to play too late and to go home for dinner before dark.
After most of the students had left, the remaining few happily walked up to Ma Liang with braised food in their hands.
"Come, let's go to your house for dinner. I bought a large portion and I'll treat you to dinner.”A classmate carrying a big bag smiled.
"My mom's noodles are probably almost done. When we get home, we'll eat handmade noodles and braised pork. It's a perfect match. Let me tell you, Uncle Lu always fills us with more marinade. Just the marinade alone is enough to eat a bowl of noodles without anything added.”
Ma Liang brought his classmates to his house. After taking a few steps, one of the female students suddenly slapped her head and said to Ma Liang,"I can't go to your house today. I have to go back quickly. My parents are still waiting for me to eat.”
It was already seven o'clock, and the girl was still young. It was indeed not safe to go back too late.
"I'm going back too. My family is waiting. Let's go together.”
Another student spread his hands. Although he really wanted to eat delicious food with his friends, it would be more enjoyable that way. However, his mother had ordered him to return the favor.
"My grandfather is still at home. My parents asked me to go home to eat and play chess with him. I'm going to the bus stop.”
As they spoke, everyone had already rushed to the main road. Halfway there, they seemed to have thought of something. They picked up the plastic bag and took out a chicken foot from it, gnawing on it as they walked.
After taking a bite, he exclaimed in admiration,"It's delicious."
His appearance made the rest of his friends drool." Let's go, I can't wait to eat braised food.”
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At Ma Liang's house, Ma Liang's mother had also finished making noodles. When she got home from work, she bought fresh handmade noodles from the supermarket in advance. This kind of noodles tasted better than the ones in bags. It was more fragrant to eat braised pork noodles.
When he saw Ma Liang bring the children over, he greeted them with a smile.
"Everyone, please take a seat. Ma Liang, come and serve the noodles.”
Ma Liang's father had already found plates and chopsticks from the kitchen.
She placed the braised food on a plate and even placed the stir-fried food they had at home.
His friends were too embarrassed to just sit there. They took the initiative to go to the kitchen to help bring noodles over. Each of them had a bowl of noodles. With the braised taste, they ate very happily.
Father Lu knew that Ma Liang and the others wanted to eat noodles for dinner, so he specially filled them with some warm marinade soup.
The pure and fragrant braised noodles had not been processed or seasoned. There was only a little chopped green onion that Ma Liang's mother had given him.
The snow-white hand-rolled noodles were covered in soup and turned into a sauce-like color. With a sip of the noodles, it tasted even better than the noodles sold outside.
"This braised chicken claw is too delicious. With a light inhale, the meat on it falls off. It's soft and fragrant. It's soft and sticky. I can eat ten of them in one go.”
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