Rebirth of farming for a living

Hot pot, is it a pot?

Du Zhaoyang couldn't imagine it.

Ha, then Li Qiuyan had to let him see it.

"Is there beef for sale in Fucheng?"

"Want to eat, Mr. Li? You can buy some from someone you know."

Du Zhaoyang never worried much about this kind of thing, but Tingfeng was familiar with it, so he answered for Du Zhaoyang.

As soon as these words came out, Li Qiuyan understood.

In this city, just like in the town, cattle must have lost their labor power before they can be killed.

It's just that there are many wealthy people in Fucheng, so there are some gray areas.

If you really want to have a bite of beef, you won't be able to get it no matter how hard you try.

It's okay to try something new, but if it's to open a store and make a big deal, I'm afraid it's not suitable.

Let’s make mutton hot pot.

Li Qiuyan shook his head: "That's no need. Mutton should be easy to buy, right?"

After asking this question, Li Qiuyan had a definite answer in his heart.

I will eat mutton every time I come to Fucheng.

"Good buy." Sure enough, Tingfeng gave a definite answer.

Okay, let’s make hot pot.

Just eat it tonight.

Just go.

Until he got on the carriage, Du Zhaoyang still couldn't recover.

What's going on? You just finished lunch, why did you go out to buy ingredients for dinner while talking?

To tell you the truth, Li Qiuyan is really this kind of person.

If you don't think about it, then forget about it. Once you think about it, you will definitely eat it.

At this time, all the vegetable stalls and vendors were closed.

The weather is too hot. If you sell vegetables outside at this time, you may be afraid that the vegetables will dry out.

So the first few people came to the grocery store.

Although Du Zhaoyang doesn't know what hot pot is, people in this era already eat hot pot often.

In the severe cold of winter, putting charcoal underneath the stewed dishes will prevent them from getting cold and make the stew more delicious.

Therefore, pots are sold in grocery stores.

After some selection, Li Qiuyan fell in love with a pure copper pot.

This pot is really not cheap, it costs one to two or eight dollars.

"It's really a real price. Look at this pot, how thick and solid it is."

As the boss said, the materials used in this copper pot are quite solid and are much better than those in the previous life.

From the perspective of an inexperienced Li Qiuyan, it could be made into a family heirloom.

If it is well maintained, it is not impossible for one pot to be passed down to three generations, and the pot will still be there when people leave.

But Li Qiuyan still couldn't accept that a pot was so expensive.

"No, boss, we really don't have enough money. I only have one, two, seven, or so dollars left."

The boss glanced at Du Zhaoyang secretly.

Du Zhaoyang's expression was serious and his eyes were not squinting.

"Neither does he. He is my master. I hold all the purses. Do you think he looks like someone who carries money?"

Du Zhaoyang tried his best to act like his master. Oh my god, Li Qiuyan was more like his master.

But just looking at his clothes, there is nothing wrong with saying that he is Li Qiuyan's master.

Also, isn’t this rich young man always accompanied by maids and servants to pay the bills?

The boss was simply convinced.

Not many people buy copper pots in the summer, and the goods are all rummaged through. The boss really wants to make this business happen, so he agreed with some heartache.

With one or two seven cents of silver, the pot belonged to Li Qiuyan.

Li Qiuyan smiled so hard that he took out two taels of silver from his wallet and asked the boss to find it.

boss......

Didn’t you say that you only have one, two or seven dollars?

Okay, the price has been agreed upon, so I’ll find it for you.

"Please spare some more carbon, boss." Li Qiuyan's mouth was sweet.

The boss was really shown off.

Anyway, carbon is not valuable, and there isn't much left at the moment. I rummaged around and found a small bag that I didn't know when it was left in the store, so I simply gave it to Li Qiuyan.

Tingfeng is carrying the pot, and Li Qiuyan is holding the charcoal.

Both of them held their heads high, looking like winners, and Du Zhaoyang didn't know what to say.

Isn’t it just one hundred articles?

It’s worth being so happy!

It's not that Du Zhaoyang didn't want to take the money, but he didn't dare to say anything when he saw Li Qiuyan and the boss bargaining back and forth.

Once you have the pot, the rest is easy.

First go to the nearby drugstore to buy some spices, and then you can buy meat.

On the street where the barbarians gathered, there were many families butchering mutton.

As soon as we entered, we smelled a strong smell.

Li Qiuyan doesn't hate the taste.

The weather is too hot, so the meat is just slaughtered in the morning, and it is enough to sell for one day.

So although there are not many people at this time, there is still some mutton.

When it comes to shabu-shabu mutton, the upper brain position is the best.

The fat is evenly mixed, the texture is similar to marble spots, and the texture is very soft.

Not to mention that Li Qiuyan came a little late and had no choice.

Even if they came earlier, the sheep of this era were roughly divided and sold directly after being killed, and the various positions were not divided very carefully.

Seeing that the rest of the divided meat didn't look very good.

Li Qiuyan simply asked for a complete lamb hind leg.

There is a long and thin piece of lean meat on the inner thigh of the lamb's hind leg, shaped like a cucumber.

In previous generations, people called it cucumber strips, which are moderately fat and thin and have a tender and smooth taste.

Asking for a plate of cucumber sticks at a hot pot restaurant is very expensive.

In addition, there is a part called the trident on the upper part of the lamb leg, which is also very suitable for shabu-shabu.

A hind leg weighing four pounds and nine taels would cost 35 yuan per pound just to clean the meat.

After all, there was a large bone inside, and he gave it to Li Qiuyan at thirty cents per pound.

Asking for a whole leg of lamb is considered a big customer.

140 seven cents, the boss only accepted 140 cents.

Without any accident, the leg of lamb ran onto Tingfeng's shoulder.

Fortunately, there were two lotus leaves underneath, which saved my clothes from getting dirty.

Li Qiuyan asked Tingfeng to put the leg of lamb in the car first, and then he and Du Zhaoyang turned to another street.

She remembered there was a place where oil was pressed.

However, he went away with great interest and returned with no success.

Although sesame oil is pressed in the oil-pressing place.

Unfortunately, her favorite tahini was not found.

No, how can you eat hot pot without sesame sauce?