Chapter 235 Tomato sauce fish

Hearing this, Fat Miaoer looked up and said uncertainly: "It seems."

"Uh?" The compass was stunned and looked up.

"Even he is the weasel who wishes the chicken a happy New Year, and he has no good intentions." Compass said coldly.

"San brother calm down and I will make you a tomato sauce fish for later." Fat Miaoer said with a smile.

"What is tomato sauce fish?" asked the compass.

"You will know at lunch." Fat Miao'er smiled mysteriously.

"Brother San, now you go to the dock to buy some green fish and come back to ask for fresh ones." Fat Miao'er ordered.

"Good!" responded, and the compass turned around and left.

After he left, Fat Miao'er continued to cut the cross flower with a knife on the persimmon skin.

"Be careful, don't cut your hand, otherwise I'll do it." Liu Ye'er said worriedly.

"No, sister, I can do it. Just watch it." Fat Miao'er smiled sweetly.

After a while, the persimmons were cut, and Fat Miao'er put them in a basin.

"Sister, you can heat the water." Fat Miaoer said.

"Okay!" Liu Ye'er nodded, picked up the kettle, and poured the hot water he had just burned in.

"Pang Miaoer, why do you need to peel off your skin?" Liu Yeer asked in confusion.

The persimmons were ripe two days ago. They picked them and tasted them. They also sautéed the eggs. They were sour and sweet, with a unique flavor.

"If you don't peel it, the tomato sauce you cook in a while will become bitter and astringent, affecting the taste." Fat Miaoer explained.

After a while, the persimmons were burned, and the willow leaves were harvested into another basin with a lump fence. After a little cooler, the two began to peel the skin.

After peeling, cut it into small pieces, put it in the jar where willow leaves bought to pound medicine, and pound it hard into persimmon paste.

Fat Miaoer brought the charcoal stove again, added the remaining charcoal in winter to ignite, put a pottery pot on it, poured the mashed persimmon paste into it, and added more than a dozen pieces of rock sugar.

"Sister, it's time to boil it and keep stirring to avoid the bottom of the pot." Fat Miaoer said while stirring the persimmon paste.

"I understand." Looking at Fat Miaoer's appearance as a little adult, Liu Yeer smiled dotingly.

After half a stick of incense, the boiled food was almost done. Fat Miaoer added white vinegar and salt to it, which can not only sterilize, preservative, and increase the taste.

Then put on a rag, pick up the casserole, pour it into a small basin prepared in advance, and then let it cool down and it will be ketchup.

...

Boss Zhou did not go home, but took the watermelon to the county.

In the private room of Hongbin Building.

A handsome man, about 35 years old, sat opposite Boss Zhou, looking at him impatiently.

"Second Master, look at what this is." Boss Zhou lifted the cloth covered with the basket and took out the watermelon like a treasure.

This man is no other person, but he bought crayfish at a high price last time. The boss behind Boss Zhou, Ji Hengye, the second Ji mentioned by Master Wang San.

After hearing this, Ji Hengye looked up at him, looking puzzled.

Looking at Ji Hengye's expression, the corners of Zhou's mouth bent slightly, and he felt secretly proud in his heart. It turned out that these masters from wealthy families also had things they didn't know.

"Second Master, this thing is called watermelon, it is a kind of fruit from a foreign country." Zhou Lao Da introduced.

Ji Hengye looked up at him and signaled him to continue talking.

"This is the last time I raised crayfish, which was planted by my niece Fat Miaoer's house. I think it's a business opportunity, so I came to report to the second master." Boss Zhou said with a flattering look on his face.

After hearing this, Ji Hengye pondered for a moment and looked at Boss Zhou again.

In fact, he doesn't like Boss Zhou very much, knowing that he is just a snob.

But after Miss Wang married into the Lin Mansion, their Ji family was suppressed by the Wang family.

Because of the popularity of crayfish, the Wang family's business is at its peak.

Ji Hengye was so angry that he inquired from many sources that he learned that Boss Zhou had a grudge with the Wang family. Although his daughter was a concubine, she was very favored by Lin Yanzhao and was also a relative of the Pang Miaoer family. He expected that he would dare to offend the Wang family and go to this muddy waters.

Sure enough! After Ji Hengye promised certain benefits, Mr. Zhou was indignant and scolded the Wang family and promised to complete the task.

The result is conceivable. Boss Zhou was disappointed and was disgraced in front of Ji Hengye.

This time I saw him again, I also thought of staying at the front line today and meeting you in the future.

"You go back first, I'll think about it." Ji Hengye waved his hand.

"Second Master, this is..." Boss Zhou said anxiously.

"Hmm?" Ji Hengye snorted heavily, looked over coldly, and the power of the superiors was fully revealed.

Boss Zhou was shocked and quickly stopped, knowing that he was being presumptuous.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for the good news from the second master at home." Boss Zhou nodded slightly, bowed and left the private room.

Walking out of Hongbin Building, Boss Zhou looked at the window of the private room on the second floor, shattered it hard on the ground, and turned around and left.

"Old Guo, go and ask, see if this thing is easy to sell?" Ji Hengye ordered behind him.

"Yes!" Lao Guo responded and turned around and left.

Ji Hengye didn't notice that just as he was talking to Boss Zhou, a figure quietly appeared outside the private room and left after a while.

dusk.

As if Boss Zhou was sitting in pins and needles, he finally waited for news. Ji Hengye's servant Lao Guo found him and asked him to go and find out the verbal first. If it is less than 500 quotas, he will take them all.

Because Lao Guo asked, the people in the Chamber of Commerce only knew that watermelon was indeed a Fenbang fruit, and no one knew the specific price.

Some people once wanted to transport it to sell it, but the skin of the watermelon was too crisp and cracked when it hit. It was wrapped and it was easy to rot. In the end, it had to give up.

"Please go back and tell the second master to reassure him that I will guarantee to complete the task this time." Boss Zhou patted his chest and promised.

"It's time for you to buy Manager Zhou." Old Guo bowed.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, this money..." Boss Zhou spread his hands and stopped talking.

Lao Guo understood and took out thirty taels of silver from his arms and put it in Boss Zhou's hand.

"The Second Master told me that as long as the matter is done well, your benefits are bound to be free. This is a deposit of money and you can handle it at your discretion." Lao Guo said.

"Thank you, Second Master! Thank you, Second Master!" Boss Zhou held the silver and nodded excitedly.

Seeing Lao Guo go, Boss Zhou walks around the grocery store, thinking about who to find out for the right thing.

Last time he said so resolutely that he offended the compass very much. If he went there, he would be unable to bear the face, and he would be afraid of being alert to the enemy and not bargaining.

"I have it." Boss Zhou slapped his forehead and thought about it.

...

The next morning.

Fat Miaoer took the tomato sauce fish made yesterday, holding hands with Li Hongzao, and went to the town dealer.

Every time Fat Miaoer has a novel food, she will think of her teacher Zhuang Zhe, because she is a cat who respects teachers and respects the truth.

An hour passed in a flash. When Fat Miaoer came back from school, she just walked to the door of her house and heard a familiar voice coming from the yard...
Chapter completed!