Farming? I'm making a killing with my fairytale vegetables!

Chapter 202 Mao Cui

Ah Qin smiled and nodded, "It's definitely different. The aroma is much stronger than what I've had before, and the taste is excellent."

"That makes sense, so just eat with peace of mind."

Wang Liang happily ate the whole bunch of cilantro.

Wang Liang and his family were delighted to have cilantro, and they even discovered that garlic and scallions were delicious as well.

Mao Cui, who was setting up her stall, was also very happy, after all, she had bought a lot of scallions.

Mao Cui has a unique skill: making all kinds of cakes.

The seasoning of her pancakes is just right, with a delicious flavor that no one else can imitate, so her business has always been good.

With her skill in making pancakes, she bought a house and successfully supported her two children through university.

She was very proud of herself; now she just needed to wait for her two children to finish school so she could relax a little.

But during this time, she discovered Xia Shiyu, this amazing little girl.

I don't know how she got such a great skill at growing vegetables; all the vegetables she grows taste delicious.

After eating there a few times, she became a loyal customer and would buy some every time.

She had considered using the vegetables she bought to make the pies before, but one problem was that they were a bit expensive, and another was that most of them were green vegetables, which weren't suitable.

However, she was very satisfied with the potatoes and scallions this time, as they were perfect for making potato pancakes and scallion pancakes.

"Once I've prepared the ingredients and put them in an insulated box, you can push it to the new urban area to sell. I think it will sell quite well."

Mao Cui carefully gave her husband some instructions.

"I know all that." When Grandpa Wang was young, he worked on construction sites, and his wife sold these pancakes. Later, as construction sites became dangerous and he got older, he gradually started selling these pancakes with his wife.

However, usually it's just helping out, like pushing a cart.

"Okay, that's good. The economy is bad right now, so we should make more money while we can so that our children will have less pressure when they grow up. We can also help them out when they take the postgraduate entrance exam or get married," Mao Cui said, shaking the flour.

Grandpa Wang nodded, "That's true. It's a good thing you have this skill, otherwise it would be difficult for me to support my family by working on construction sites alone."

Mao Cui then began to talk about her proud history of learning to bake: "Hey, I learned this skill from a master chef when I was young, working as a kitchen helper in a hotel. I guess I have a talent for it."

While talking, she poured the prepared flour into a bowl and stirred it evenly. Then she added some chopped green onions to one bowl and some shredded potatoes to the other. She then added egg liquid and water, stirred it evenly, and added seasonings.

Grandpa Wang watched his wife make pancakes. Since they were just trying them out today, he didn't plan to make many. However, looking at his wife's picky hands, he couldn't help but imagine the cafeteria staff that his son and daughter complained about.

He couldn't help but ask, "Did you put too little chopped green onion and shredded potato in this?"

"Oh dear, you know how much these scallions and potatoes cost, over ten yuan a pound. We can't waste them like we used to."

Mao Cui is usually a generous person. The pancakes she makes are big and round, and she is generous with the fillings. But things are different now than they were back then.

Back then, potatoes only cost one yuan per pound, and scallions cost even less. You could just pick a handful or two from your own garden, or buy some from a neighbor for very little money.

But can things be the same now? Putting in half a potato now costs 7.5 yuan, which is too expensive. So even though the price has gone up, the amount of ingredients can't be the same as usual.

"And if I add more flour to make them thicker, they'll be full. If you sell these pancakes tomorrow, they'll cost six yuan each."

Normally, she sells pancakes without meat for four yuan, but now she has to raise the price.

"Okay, I've got it." Grandpa Wang nodded; that was the only way to proceed.

Mao Cui wrapped the dough in flour, kneaded it, and then put it directly into the oil pan. The flour sizzled in the oil, and the aroma wafted out, especially the fragrant scallion smell.

The neighbors all smelled it.

"It smells so good! Where is this scallion pancake smelling so delicious?"

"Where else could it be? It must be that Aunt Mao next door has started making scallion pancakes again."

"That's true, but don't they usually take their food out and fry it on the spot?"

"I don't know, maybe we'll fry some for our own family today."

"Oh my, but I think this tastes even better than what I've had before. Maybe it's because Aunt Mao's cooking skills are superb."

"I suddenly have a craving for pancakes, so I might as well buy a couple tonight and make noodles or have them with rice."

"Let's go, let's go take a look."

They live in an old neighborhood. Although the Mao family has bought a house there, the utility bills are quite expensive. So, when the children aren't home, Mao Cui usually stays in the old neighborhood. Plus, the location is pretty good, so they can occasionally rent it out as a guesthouse to earn some money.

Because it's an old neighborhood, everyone is quite familiar with each other, some of whom have known each other for over ten years, so we arrived at her house very naturally.

Mao Cui's courtyard gate was not closed, so everyone walked in naturally.

"Cui, you're frying pancakes again! These pancakes smell so good!"

"Aunt Mao, what kind of pancakes are you frying? Do you have any extras so I can buy a couple to take home for dinner today?"

"That's right, that's right. My little Han kept nagging me to eat what I bought to satisfy their cravings."

Mao Cui was concentrating on frying pancakes when she heard a lot of noise coming from the doorway. She turned around and was startled.

"Hey everyone, why are you all coming in? There aren't enough benches here."

"No, no, we'll just stand here. We came over because your pancakes smelled so good."

Mao Cui glanced at the fried pancakes, which were still a while away, and then answered.

"These pancakes are supposed to be sold by Lao Wang in the new district tomorrow, but I'm making some today to taste them first."

"Oh my, the new urban area is indeed quite nice. There are quite a lot of people in the newly built residential areas and schools."

"That's right. With your excellent skills, these pancakes smell so good, you're sure to sell them well."

"Yes, yes, but could you fry a little more today so that we neighbors can buy some first?"

Everyone burst into laughter at this. "Hahaha!"

"No problem, no problem, this pancake is easy to make, I'll just add a little more."

Mao Cui nodded and added a bunch more flour to start making pancakes.

However, she also made it clear, "This is from the vegetable market. The vegetables at Boss Xia's place are quite expensive, so this pancake is not the same price as before."

"Oh my, no wonder it smells so good, it's from Boss Xia's restaurant."

The group suddenly realized what was happening, but they still insisted on eating.

"It's alright, give us more."

"What we get tastes better than what you get."

A group of people started buying cakes.

After the group of people finished buying the pancakes, they left satisfied. Mao Cui was also very satisfied with the pancake in her mouth. "This is the taste. This is the best pancake I've made in all these years. Good ingredients really do matter."

Grandpa Wang nodded in agreement, "That's right, that's right, it's absolutely delicious."

After the two finished their meal with satisfaction, Mao Cui gave Grandpa Wang some more instructions on preparing the ingredients for tomorrow before going to bed, as she had to get up early the next day.

The next morning at 5 o'clock, Mao Cui got up to prepare. She didn't plan to fry the pancakes at home, but instead took Grandpa Wang directly to her regular stall.

Those who make breakfast have to arrive early, but it's still early now, and early spring is quite cold, so there aren't many people around.

While waiting for the right moment, Mao Cui threw all the pancakes into the oil. After they were fried, she put them in bags and placed them in an insulated plastic box.

Then he said to Grandpa Wang, "Now you can carry the box over there. Be careful on the way."

"Okay, then I'll go over there. You can take your time here by yourself."

"it is good"

Grandpa Wang set off with his box, while Mao Cui's frying of pancakes had attracted a group of passersby.

"Boss, you're here so early today? I could smell the aroma of your pancakes from over there. Can I have one of the same kind?"

Mao Cui was packing her things. "Oh dear, I was just making some pancakes for my husband to take over there to sell. They're a new product we've been developing, and we were planning to go over there and see how it goes."

"It's a new product! Let me try it, I'm curious."

"Sure, sure, it's basically potato pancakes and scallion pancakes. The ingredients are a bit pricey, but it's worth the price. It's 6 yuan a piece, and the rest are still the same price."

"Six yuan? It seems the price has really gone up, but since you've said so, I definitely have to try it."

"Give me one."

“good good”

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Grandpa Wang rode his tricycle, his face covered with a scarf. The weather was too cold; even in the spring, he was too old to bear it.

He slowly rode to his destination, and when it was almost time, he put the insulated box away and then took out the loudspeaker to start hawking his wares.

"Selling pancakes! Selling pancakes! Fragrant, hot, and delicious scallion pancakes and potato pancakes."

Perhaps because they heard this, the residents and students passing by gathered around.

They ran over to see what was happening.

"Uncle, would you like a potato pancake?" the young man with the briefcase said.

"Okay!" Grandpa Wang quickly took one out of the insulated box.

"Six yuan, huh?"

The man didn't seem to care about the 6 yuan. He usually spent 4 or 5 yuan on steamed buns and fried dough sticks anyway, so trying this delicious pancake today was a good idea.

After the initial success, many more people came, including elementary school students who stared longingly in his direction. However, most of them gave up after asking about the price, since they didn't have enough pocket money.

Grandpa Wang didn't mainly deal with these children, so he didn't interfere.

Only when someone is so overwhelmed by the aroma that they beg their parents will they be allowed to buy some.

"Dad, I want to eat that pancake!" Zhou Mingming refused to leave, tugging at his father's trouser leg and shouting loudly.

"Didn't you just have breakfast this morning?" Zhou's father said helplessly.

Zhou Mingming started to act spoiled, "I did eat it, but I still want to eat it. I want to taste it. Please buy it for me, please buy it for me."

"Alright, alright," Zhou's father said, having run out of options. There were so many people around, and it was embarrassing to watch the child throw a tantrum.

Regardless of what his father thought, Zhou Mingming happily went to his seat and asked his father to buy him a pancake.

"Grandpa, give me a scallion pancake!"

"Okay!" Grandpa Wang had been watching the child make a fuss with a smile.

They've seen this kind of kid many times. Although some of them might get a beating or scolding from their parents and be dragged away, most of the time they'll indulge them and buy them whatever they want to eat or play with.

"Eat it while it's hot."

Grandpa Wang took a scallion pancake and handed it over.

Zhou Mingming happily took it, "Wow, what a big pancake! Dad, I can't finish it, let's split it in half."

Zhou's father shook his head, knowing his son's character all too well. Once he got what he wanted, he would stop wailing. Fortunately, he knew not to waste food or hoard it.

"Okay, then I'll give half to Dad."

He divided the pancake in half, giving one half to his son and keeping the other half for himself.

He thought it was just an ordinary pancake he was passing by and didn't pay much attention to it, but it turned out to be amazing after taking a bite.

The aroma of scallion oil wafts over you, and the pancake is mixed with a few scallion leaves, but when you actually eat it, the flavor is surprisingly strong and sweet.

The salty, savory, and scallion flavors blend together perfectly, creating a culinary symphony.

"Mmm, it tastes so good."

The son next to him was also shouting, "Wow, Dad, this is so delicious! It's so good!"

He exclaimed happily and took another bite of the pancake.

"Mmm," Zhou's father nodded in agreement. The father and son were wolfing down their food at the school gate, attracting a lot of attention.

However, their actions only made the children, who were already reluctant to leave, even more upset.

"I want to eat too!"

"Mom, look how much Zhou Mingming is eating. His dad bought him food, so why can't he buy some for me?"

"I want some too! I want some too!"

These kids were making a huge fuss, and not only the kids, but even the adults were intrigued by Zhou's father's behavior, so they took out their money to buy a few to try.

The result was surprising: "This pancake actually tastes quite good!"

"Your skills are amazing! Even this simple fried pancake tastes so good."

"It's delicious! Let's buy a couple more and eat them when we get home."

"Wow, this is so delicious! It really is delicious!"

The elementary school students jumped and shouted when they bought the right cakes, and the adults tasted them and felt that they were worth the price, so they didn't say anything more.

As a result, more and more people gathered in front of Grandpa Wang's stall to buy pancakes.

Grandpa Wang was delighted to see so many people, so he took out his insulated box and bought things for everyone.

But when he opened the lid of the insulated box, the others saw that there weren't many left, so they crowded even further to the front.

Some people even called out to save one for him, saying, "Grandpa, Grandpa, please don't sell out first! There are still so many of us here."

"Yes, don't let them buy it all at once."

"Don't worry, we have everything here," said Grandpa Wang, explaining that he wouldn't sell it all to just one person since there are so many people.

The business was booming here, and Xiao Huang, the first customer to buy potato pancakes, finally arrived at the company and sat down to eat his breakfast.