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Chapter 227 Snow Dog

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    It took a long time for the braised mei. All day long, the three of Chu Rong worked so hard that they closed the shop and only produced two pots of pig heads, two pots of pig offal, more than twenty pig feet and a pot of chicken feet and chicken wings.

    Every time a pot was released, it was moved to the shop, and it was sold out within a quarter of an hour. When the shop was about to hang the door panels, there were customers who came to hear the news and wanted to buy something to taste.

    The customer left disappointed when he found out that it was sold out, but before leaving, he ordered five catties of pork head meat, four pig's trotters, and ten chicken feet. He said he would pick it up at noon tomorrow, and he even gave me the money.  It is a deposit.

    Huang Guizong hurriedly searched for a blank account book, typed the name of the customer a few times, and wrote the things he wanted and the pick-up time on the back.

    Chu Rong was dumbfounded as she watched, she made a reservation just on the first day, and the response was great, right?

    "Hurry up, hang the door panel, it's getting dark, you have to go back to the village quickly."

    After finishing speaking, Liu Guilan moved a door panel by herself and wanted to hang it up, but Huang Guizong quickly snatched it away in shock, Liu Shi and Chu Rong were also startled, and helped the person to sit down, "Mother, don't be scary, let's go immediately!"  Just go back to the village."

    Mrs. Liu divided the lo-mei left in advance into two parts and packed them, which were taken back to the family.

    "Hey, by the way, sister, do we have to make the brine again tomorrow?" As soon as he got on the bullock cart, Mrs. Liu slapped her thigh suddenly, and hurriedly said, "What should I do if I don't have any pork bones?  To the east of the city?"

    "Pfft, I don't need it, sister-in-law, this brine won't spoil easily, and the more you boil it, the stronger the taste, and the taste of the brine will be even better." Chu Rong held the hairball in her arms, and stroked it like a cat.  body, said with a smile.

    As soon as these words came out, the remaining three breathed a sigh of relief.

    "That's very good, that pot of food is very precious." Liu Guilan curled her lips, she didn't know what she thought of after she finished speaking, and quickly looked at Chu Rong and said, "Girl, there are not many ingredients in the shop, and I have to buy them tomorrow."  I think chickens and ducks can be bought in the village."

    "However, if you have a pig's head, you have to buy it from a butcher in the county. I went out to ask today. The pig's head is one hundred yuan each, and the pig's pig is counted as a head for us. A pig's head is a pair of pigs."

    Chu Rong raised her eyebrows, a little surprised in her heart, the pig's head is cheap, and it doesn't cost money to put the pig into the water, so the profit is more.

    "I think it's okay. Let the second brother go to the butcher tomorrow and talk about it. Every day when the shop opens, two pig heads will be sent over. From now on, we will sell two pig heads and two sets of pig offal every day, and then marinate two pots of chicken and duck.  Don't sell it."

    Hearing this, even Huang Guizong, who was driving the car, almost jumped up, and Mrs. Liu exclaimed even more, and asked puzzledly, "Why, lo mei is so popular, we can make more without getting tired.  "

    Liu Guilan didn't say anything, but she seemed to be thinking about it with Mrs. Liu, and she also looked at Chu Rong puzzled.

    Chu Rong had no choice but to explain the importance of rare things.  After the three of them heard it, they thought about it and thought it made sense. No matter how delicious it is, there are times when it is enough to eat every day.

    Even if you only do those things, the daily profit is about 4 taels, which was unthinkable in the past.  You must know that Huang Guicheng used to have the most monthly money in his family, only one and a half taels of silver. If he worked for three years, it would only increase to two taels.

    Before dark, the ox cart entered Huangjia Village, and Chu Rong returned home with baskets and hairballs in her arms. As soon as she entered the house, she heard Xiao Jin'er's joyful laughter from the main room.

    Chu Rong raised her eyebrows, subconsciously raised the corners of her mouth, and walked straight into the main room.

    "Mom, you're back. I want Daddy to pick you up." Xiao Jin'er ran over with a smile on her face, and when she was about to throw herself into Chu Rong's arms, her eyes fell on the hairball in her arms.  With a flash in front of his eyes, the little hand turned a corner and hugged the hairball, "Big cat, I want to hug, I want to hug."

    Xiao Jin'er was bouncing up and down, with one small hand still grabbing Mao Tuan's hind paws, only to hear a whimper, the sleeping Mao Tuan exploded instantly, turned her head and wailed several times at Jin'er  .

    "Ahit's a wolf, not a cat, mother, let it go quickly." Xiao Jin'er turned pale with fright, and holding back her fear, she kept tugging at Chu Rong's arm.

    Surprised, Chu Rong hurriedly put the hairball on the ground, then picked up Xiao Jin'er, stroked her head and said softly, "Don't be afraid, the hairball is not a wolf, it's a pup, it just barks like a wolf."

    Jin'er hugged Chu Rong's neck tightly, and cried, "It's a wolf. I've heard that an uncle in the village was eaten by wolves."

    Chu Rong was taken aback, and then searched for memories, only to remember that when the two children were three years old, because they were so hungry, when the original owner took the two children to dig wild vegetables, they happened to meet a pack of wolves going down the mountain.  He ran home with the baby in his arms.

      And that time, a villager was indeed eaten alive by the wolves, which alarmed the whole village at that time.

    "Jin'er, that's a snow dog, not a wolf." Just as Chu Rong was thinking about how to explain, Huang Shuhai, who had been sitting on a chair, said suddenly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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