Every morning, Daddy Qian would leave some unburned charcoal in the stove, and then put the bowl with the egg fried rice in the cauldron, so that Fang Nan could still eat warm fried rice.
Sometimes Fang Nan would complain that Daddy Qian's fried rice was made too early, and the fried rice was cold when he ate it.
Hehe, at this time they are all ready to go out, this red-hot coals can burn in the ash heap for at least half an hour, who is to blame for eating cold rice It's not like you're snooze yourself.
He just got up early to have breakfast, and then went back to sleep, Qian Shuangshuang would not despise him so much.
Qian Shuangshuang took out half of the fried rice and put it into his bowl, and put the rest of the bowl next to Daddy Qian.
"Dad, eat, let's eat more."
Qian Shuangshuang buried his head in the bowl, raised it again and said, "Remember to put out the fire completely before leaving later, and don't leave him food in the future, it's so dangerous, in case the house burns down." ” Daddy Qian sighed, shook his head and said: "It's not easy for us to make money, you can't be so used to him, you go out to eat well every day, and you are not a young husband from a broad family." ” Qian Shuangshuang thought that Daddy Qian might have misunderstood what she meant.
However, Daddy Qian's words reminded her.
Before going out with his things, Qian Shuangshuang went back to the room.
In a daze, Fang Nan heard someone rummaging through things.
I don't know what this Qian Shuangshuang is doing early in the morning.
Fang Nan wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, turned around, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
Qian Shuangshuang looked at Fang Nan, who was sleeping like a dead pig, slammed the door and left.
Qian Shuangshuang and Daddy Qian carried the flour and the seasoned filling to the steamed bun stall, they first set up the steamed bun stall, and then the two of them took out the materials needed to make the steamed buns and began to make steamed buns at the steamed bun stall.
Many people who sell steamed buns will choose to wrap the steamed buns and pick them up at the steamed bun stall to steam them directly.
Qian Shuangshuang and Daddy Qian would not do this.
The Qian family has its own set of rules for making steamed buns, and would rather come to the stall earlier than choose to make steamed buns at home.
Because it takes a certain amount of time to make dough, the finished buns can't withstand bumps all the way.
Qian Shuangshuang and Daddy Qian's technique of making steamed buns has been perfected, and they quickly made the first batch of steamed buns.
It wasn't until the people who set up the breakfast stalls came one after another that they began to steam the first batch of steamed buns, and after the buns were steamed in the steamer, they continued to make steamed buns.
When the first steamed bun was steamed, and there were already customers coming one after another, Daddy Qian began to be responsible for selling steamed buns, and Qian Shuangshuang continued to make steamed buns.
Before the peak of the arrival of customers, Qian Shuangshuang can make all the steamed buns he needs, and then sell the steamed buns with Daddy Qian.
Their steamed buns don't need to wake up, they can be steamed directly in the steamer after they are done, and if they are done too much time in advance, the taste of the buns will change, so the money is sold while making them.
Qian Shuangshuang looked at the people who were standing there patiently waiting for the steamed buns to be steamed, among these people were housekeepers from large families, there were also scholars, and there were husbands from ordinary families who came out to buy vegetables, she thought, there is a reason why the Qian family's steamed buns sell well.
They all put in more effort than others.
It's just that the people of the Qian family are all focused on making steamed buns, and they didn't expect how to make steamed buns famous.
Their steamed buns can attract new customers, but they mainly rely on old customers.
Many people don't know the Qian family's buns.
Relying only on the shabby flag with "Qian Family Buns" written in front of the stall, the reputation of the Qian Family Buns cannot be beaten.
On the importance of marketing.
In front of the bun stall, Qian Shuangshuang's mind kept turning, but in the old house of the Qian family, the lazy beauty got up.
Fang Nan yawned.
It's all this money, and he messes around with him in the middle of the night, so that he doesn't sleep well.
Even though I've slept for so long, I always feel tired.
Fang Nan rubbed his eyes and yawned again.
At the thought of going to eat that egg fried rice again early in the morning, Fang Nan's good-looking brows furrowed.
It's not uncommon to eat such a greasy thing.
In the morning, drink some clear porridge with some side dishes, and then add a boiled egg, so that it is comfortable to eat.
The people of the Qian family don't understand life at all.
It really bothered him to live with these vulgar people.
Thinking of this, Fang Nan casually washed his face and went to the kitchen.
It's getting colder and colder, and I'll have to ask Daddy Qian to leave some hot water in the kitchen stove in the future.
Otherwise, how to wash it Fang Nan thought like this, covering his mouth with one hand and yawning, and lifting the old black wooden lid of the cauldron with the other.
What he saw The pot was empty, there was nothing Fang Nan thought, maybe Daddy Qian put the egg fried rice in another pot.
When I opened it, the other pot was also empty.
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Fang Nan was so angry that he threw the old wooden cover to the ground.
I also let him not eat it.
Fang Nan was really aggrieved.
How did he get to such a family to suffer.
Fang Nan sat in the hall and sulked for a while, and finally had to go to the wooden barrel with the lid on it and scoop a bowl of well water to drink.
The cold well water made Fang Nan feel colder the more he drank it.
Qian Shuangshuang is forcing him.
I want to starve him to death, and then force him to compromise with her.
This shameless woman.
Fang Nan pushed the bowl aside and got up to find something to eat.
He didn't believe he could starve to death.
As a result, I searched around the kitchen, and there was no leftovers from yesterday in the cupboard.
Hehe, Fang Nan sneered and entered the room, There is no food at home, and he doesn't know how to buy it outside Fang Nan knew where Qian Shuangshuang put the money, and if Qian Shuangshuang begged him to eat at home in the future, he would not want to.
If you don't give me something to eat, I will regret you to death Fang Nan opened the drawer and went to find the iron box where Qian Shuangshuang put the money.
As a result, it was empty as well.
Fang Nan remembered the sound made by Qian Shuangshuang entering the room to look for something this morning.
How can there be such a bad woman Fang Nan covered his face and cried on the table.
His life was so bitter that he married such a wife.
When Qian Shuangshuang and Father Qian went home talking and laughing, they saw Fang Nan sitting there with a straight face.
It's like a wooden man, no smile, no expression.
Qian Shuangshuang glanced at him, continued to joke with Father Qian, and then put the things away.
Daddy Qian brought the meat he bought to the kitchen, and suddenly remembered that Fang Nan hadn't eaten egg fried rice this morning, so he asked, "Nannan, what did you eat this morning?"
Fang Nan snorted coldly and didn't bother with Daddy Qian.
Father Qian was bored with himself, thinking that Qian Shuangshuang had married this husband rude and unreasonable, and he knew that he would not let him enter the door at that time.
Qian Shuangshuang mixed the flour she needed, and then Daddy Qian called her to eat.
After eating later, he kneaded the dough and the old noodles, thinking like this, Qian Shuangshuang found a basin to cover the batter and went to the hall.
There are three bowls and three pairs of chopsticks on the wooden table, while only two people sit in front of the table.
There is another person who should come for lunch, where is he?
He sat there alone, sulking.
Father Qian glanced at Fang Nan and hesitated to call him for dinner.
It's just that he hit a cold nail at Fang Nan's place just now, and Daddy Qian was a little unhappy.
He didn't have the majesty of being a father-in-law at all, and he had to invite his new son-in-law to dinner in a low voice, so if he continued like this, Fang Nan would not have to ride on his head in the future
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