Author: Mahjong Jun

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still scorching the earth.

Zhao Wenmu drove a mule cart out, and this time the cart was not loaded with wild vegetables, but three large buckets of crayfish and a large pot of crabs.

As well as pots and pans and a large bundle of firewood.

This time he came to the entrance of the sugar factory and stopped under the locust tree two to three hundred meters away from the entrance.

The workers haven't gotten off work yet, and there are only two security guards patrolling the factory gate.

Zhao Wenmu drank some water first. The weather was so hot that he felt like he wanted to stretch out his tongue and pant like a dog.

Before going out, Zhao Jing gave him two large glasses of mung bean water and warned him to be careful of heatstroke.

As soon as Zhao Wenmu moved the firewood down, a security officer came over.

"Comrade, there are no open flames within 200 meters of the factory!"

He said very seriously, but he did not drive Zhao Wenmu away. He should just remind him not to go near the factory.

Then he asked curiously:

"What are you going to do?"

"Comrade, it's delicious. You'll know later."

Zhao Wenmu said with a smile and moved a tin bucket from the car. This was a stove that he specially found someone to make.

You can burn firewood in a tin bucket, and the big pot is placed on top of the bucket, which makes transportation, use, and cleaning after closing the stall much more convenient.

He quickly prepared the tools and cleaned the pot.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost time to get off work.

Zhao Wenmu turned on the stove, and after the pot was hot, he added the base ingredients, ginger, and garlic and began to stir-fry. After a while, a rich aroma came out.

The crickets in the bucket have been cleaned in advance.

Zhao Wenmu directly took a whole bucket and poured it into the pot, and stir-fried it with a special large spoon.

There was an air inlet at the bottom of the tin bucket. Zhao Wenmu adjusted the air inlet to the maximum, and the fire in the stove instantly became more intense.

After a while, the spicy and fragrant flavor spread.

"smell good!"

Even the security officer couldn't help but admire him.

At this time, workers who were leaving get off work were already coming out in twos and threes.

The sugar factory has a staff cafeteria, but only for lunch and for dinner, everyone goes back to their homes to take care of themselves.

"What does it smell like? It smells so good!"

"It seems to be over there."

Several people came over.

When I saw it was Zhao Wenmu, I was quite surprised.

Isn't this the young man selling wild vegetables? I haven't been here to sell wild vegetables for a long time. Has he changed his profession?

"Young man, what are you doing?"

An older lady asked, pointing to the crayfish in the pot.

Zhao Wenmu looked up.

Oh, what a fate, isn't this the elder sister who was the first to buy her own wild vegetables?

"Sister, this is spicy crayfish."

The frying of crayfish has come to an end. Zhao Wenmu took out two bottles of beer, opened them and poured them into them, and then continued to heat to collect the juice.

The biggest difficulty in selling crayfish in this era is that there are no plastic bags, let alone packing boxes.

There was only that kind of aluminum lunch box, but it was a rare thing. There was no way Zhao Wenmu could use that thing to hold crayfish.

Therefore, he could only slightly improve the crayfish cooking method to make the soup less soupy.

When the store opens in the future, it might be better if customers can dine in.

"Crayfish? What is crayfish?"

Another elder sister asked curiously, they know about lobster, but what is this crayfish?

"Crayfish is also a kind of shrimp. It is rich in protein and delicious. It can regulate qi and blood and improve immunity."

Zhao Wenmu introduced with a smile.

More people were attracted by the rich aroma of crayfish, and people gradually gathered around Zhao Wenmu.

"Comrade, how do you sell this crayfish?"

"1 yuan per pound!"

Zhao Wenmu said calmly that this pot of spicy crayfish was about to be cooked, and he was already sweating profusely due to the heat.

In fact, I have wiped it several times, but the sweat is endless, and it immediately covered my forehead after wiping it.

“So expensive!”

There were exclamations all around.

Zhao Wenmu had already anticipated this reaction from the masses.

1 yuan is not a small amount of money.

"They are all the freshest crayfish, and the ingredients are also my exclusive secret recipe. I guarantee you will not regret eating it!"

Zhao Wenmu shouted loudly:

“Comrades, freshly baked spicy crayfish! If it’s not delicious, no charge! Authentic Lao Zhao’s spicy crayfish, don’t miss it if you pass by!”

The workers were obviously hesitant. No one wanted to be the first to eat crabs, uh, no, crayfish.

The crab hasn’t appeared yet!

Zhao Wenmu was not in a hurry. He first picked up the water cup and drank a large cup.

Finally the lost water was replenished.

Then clean the pot and prepare to fry the second pot.

He is going to fry crabs in this pot.

There is actually a slight problem with the crabs, they are not very fresh.

Because if the crabs were cut, marinated and fried on site, he would definitely not be able to handle it by himself.

But if you pickle it at home, it will take nearly an hour to transport it. It's summer now, and he doesn't have ice to keep it fresh, so the freshness of the crab is a little bit worse.

I can only make do with it.

Most of the people present had bought his wild vegetables, and even more people had eaten them. Almost everyone had eaten them all.

I am already deeply impressed by the freshness of the wild vegetables he sells and the delicious recipes he teaches.

It can be said that Zhao Wenmu has a high degree of credibility among sugar factory employees.

Therefore, everyone has high expectations for spicy crayfish.

Moreover, the fragrance is right here, so it’s not like everyone can’t smell it!

Finally, someone decided to give it a try.

"Young man, give me a pound."

"Okay!"

Zhao Wenmu weighed the crayfish neatly with his hands and feet. He used a bamboo rack to make sure not to touch the crayfish with his hands during the whole process.

The weighed crayfish was wrapped in lotus leaves, and some side dishes such as potatoes and lotus roots were also included, which was considered free.

In this case, what the customer actually gets is about one pound or three taels.

I originally thought that the side dishes were weighed together with the crayfish, but now the customer felt like he was getting a bargain.

Zhao Wenmu's original plan was indeed to sell it mixed with side dishes.

But when he was preparing the tools, he discovered that there were no plastic bags or packing boxes, so it became a luxury to take away the rich and delicious crayfish.

Without the soup, there is no soul, and the spicy crayfish will not be perfect.

What he sells for 1 yuan a pound is his perfect spicy crayfish.

Since the product is not perfect, let’s lower the price a little and give the side dishes free of charge.

So it became like this.

Someone took the lead, and others started buying.

The second customer is the elder sister who buys wild vegetables.
To be continued...