klisemfg Chapter 374 Braised Duck
Chapter 374 Braised Duck
"I didn't teach him that. The kid is smart; he's seen other people calculate it."
Xu Yiyi had never taught Sihai how to do accounting; even she herself was taught how to use an abacus by Sihai.
This kid is just incredibly smart.
"Young shopkeeper, how much is your older sister paying you? I'll give you a price, and you can work for me. I guarantee you won't be shortchanged."
The silk merchant spoke with a smile.
Sihai straightened his back and started rambling on and on.
“This is my family’s restaurant. It’s only right that I work here. I don’t need any money.”
The child shook his head. "I'm still a child. I can't go out to work."
He had a good memory and knew that the silk merchant was from out of town. He was also afraid that the merchant would be kidnapped and never be able to return home.
"Hahahaha, this kid's got a sharp tongue."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Lu lifted the curtain, and the bamboo curtain jingled as the bells tinkled.
"You're absolutely right, Sihai really knows how to talk."
The children in the clan who are the same age as Sihai can't even speak clearly now.
Sihai spoke very fluently when he was just over two years old.
Even now, I can still hold my own in arguments.
Old Lu spoke with a smug look on his face, and Si Hai blushed with pride at the praise.
I'm so happy to hear that; he really is the best kid ever!
The midday sun made the bluestone slabs in the courtyard scorching hot, and the number of customers in the restaurant gradually dwindled.
The backyard, however, was bustling with activity, as craftsmen, shirtless, dug soil and laid bricks, and the ice cellar was beginning to take shape.
Xu Yiyi took a golden-brown roast duck out of the oven. The duck skin was so crispy that it crackled, and the hot meat juices dripped onto the charcoal fire, wafting a tempting aroma.
The craftsmen's eyes widened instantly, and they craned their necks and swallowed hard.
Suddenly, a burly man came over, wiping his sweat and grinning.
"Boss Xu, this duck doesn't look plump enough. I could easily eat it all by myself!"
After saying that, he reached out to take it.
Xu Yiyi's lips twitched, and she moved the roast duck over.
It was agreed at the beginning that I would be provided with two meals a day when I came here to work.
Perhaps it's because Xu Anyang has too good a temper and is too kind.
Providing them with two meals wasn't enough; they would bring them food and drinks every now and then in the afternoon, which made these people develop big appetites.
Xu Anyang chuckled awkwardly, "Just get back to work, these roast ducks are for selling."
The implication is that you can eat it if you want.
Pay with money.
The man's expression changed instantly, and he was about to say something.
His father dragged him back.
"You've just finished eating, are you drooling? Now get back to work."
The man's father was an honest man, and he felt a little embarrassed when he saw his son directly asking for food.
They were also worried about upsetting someone and losing the job.
That would be a losing proposition.
Seeing that there were still some sensible people around, Xu Yi didn't get involved in the lawsuit.
Carrying the roast duck into the kitchen, its caramel-colored skin still sizzling with oil, Aunt Fu immediately came forward to take it.
The aroma burst forth instantly.
Fatty Wang was overjoyed, once again feeling relieved to have escaped from Ruyi Residence.
With a swift stroke of the knife, the duck was cut into evenly sized pieces.
In front of the stove, Fatty Wang and Yunniang were busy preparing other side dishes.
The broth, made from pork bones, simmered in the pot until it turned milky white, while the ingredients were piled up like a small mountain on the side.
Various kinds of shrimp paste, fish balls, fish noodles, etc.
All of these ingredients were prepared this morning for making Mala Xiang Guo (Spicy Stir-Fry).
As the broth began to boil, the two gave up their seats to Xu Yiyi.
"Look closely, this dish is called Braised Roasted Duck."
As Xu Yiyi spoke, she took a jar from the shelf, and the stove fire was burning brightly.
She scooped a large spoonful of homemade fermented soybean paste into the pot, and stir-fried it with Sichuan peppercorns, dried chilies, scallions, and ginger until fragrant.