Chapter 24: 023: Start Doing Business i
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Ni Cuihua said with a smile, âYouâre being too polite, Chenggui, have a seat. Try the Sour Fish that Yangyang cooked. This girl loves to experiment, have a taste and see if itâs good?â
Although she called it an experiment, Ni Cuihuaâs eyes were filled with pride.
How could she not be proud to have such a capable daughter like Ni Yang?
If it were not for Ni Yang, she would probably still be struggling in Dam Village.
The life she leads now is something she had never dared to dream of before.
âSour Fish?â Curiosity sparkled in Ni Chenguiâs eyes, âThis is my first time trying this kind of fish. It smells delicious, Iâm sure it tastes great too.â
âAunt Ni, have a taste first.â Ni Yang used serving chopsticks to place a piece into Ni Chenguiâs bowl.
Ni Chengui was not particularly fond of fish. Also, not all good-smelling food tasted as good. But it was hard to decline Ni Yangâs warm invitation, so she didnât refuse.
Under Ni Yangâs expectant gaze, Ni Chengui took a bite of the fish. Her expression went from indifferent to surprised!
The fish was not only incredibly tender and fresh, but was also savory, sour and spicy. It was simply delectable!
âYangyang, is this really fish? How come thereâs no fishy smell at all? Itâs so delicious!â Ni Chenguiâs eyes lighted up excitedly. She had never had such tasty fish before! She was even starting to question if this was really fish.
Ni Yang nodded slightly and explained, âThis is squid. I marinated the slices in cooking wine before cooking, and combined it with pickled vegetables, which is why thereâs no fishy smell.â
âYangyang, youâre really amazing!â Ni Chengui turned to Ni Cuihua and laughed, âYangyangâs mother, youâve really raised a good daughter. Youâre certainly in for a good life in the future!â
Ni Cuihua was all smiles, âThis girl has been sensible since she was a kid.â
âBy the way, Yangyang, where did you learn to make this Sour Fish? Iâve never had it before.â Ni Chengui asked.
With a calm expression, Ni Yang replied without any hint of smugness from the praises, âI saw it in a cookbook.â
Ni Chengui continued to ask, âWhat cookbook was it?â
Ni Yang replied, â1 canât remember, it was so long ago. Sour Fish seems to be a dish from Chongqing. Aunt Ni, if you want to learn, I can teach you.â
Even though Ni Yang was hoping to earn money from cooking Sour Fish, she had no intention of keeping the recipe a secret, especially since it wasnât her original creation.
âI was just asking,â Ni Chengui continued, âWith my job keeping me busy all day, where would I find the time to learn this?â In fact, Ni Chengui had been farming at home until five years ago. After her husband was killed in a car accident, the trolley company not only paid her a substantial compensation but also arranged a decent job for her with high pay and a light workload.
âBy the way, since 1 live alone and only eat at home in the evenings, how about 1 start eating at your place from now on?â Ni Chengui continued, âBut donât worry, Iâll pay for my meals. How about 1 give you 5 yuan per month for my meals?â
Given that Ni Chengui had made such a proposal, it would clearly be inappropriate to refuse. Ni Yang laughed and said, âAunt Ni, youâre welcome to come over anytime, not just for dinner. We live together, we should be like family. Thereâs no need to talk about money.â
Courtesies were important. It was the basis for social interaction.
If you canât even utter flattery, youâll end up being taken advantage of in society.
Although Ni Chengui knew Ni Yangâs words were merely pleasantries, she was still very happy. Smiling, she said âI should still pay. How could I have the nerve to eat here without contributing? So letâs start from today. Iâll pre-pay this monthâs fee.â With that, Ni Chengui took out a note from her pocket and placed it on the table.
Ni Cuihua repeatedly declined, âChenggui, letâs not worry about todayâs meal. If you plan to eat here, letâs start from tomorrow.â
âOkay,â Ni Chengui didnât refuse any further, focusing on her fish, âThatâs settled then.â
After the meal, Ni Chengui said, âYangyang, your Sour Fish is really tasty. Can you cook it again tomorrow night? Iâm telling you, thereâs a river east of our village teeming with fish and shrimp. People donât usually catch them because the fish donât taste good. If youâre free, you could bring a fishing rod and likely catch some big fish.â
Ni Yang nodded, âOkay, since Aunt Ni you like it, Iâll cook Sour Fish again tomorrow night.â At the same time, Ni Yang received important information: the river to the east had lots of fish. If she could cook Sour Fish using these wild river fish, it would surely taste better than the bought ones.
Ni Yangâs eyes darted around. She had a new idea.
At night, everyone was asleep, but Ni Yang was still busy in the kitchen. She turned all the remaining five fish into Sour Fish, brewed a potful of soup. The enticing aroma filled the room. After the soup was ready, she transferred all of it into a new large iron bucket.
The iron bucket, complete with a lid, was one she had just bought that day.
After all that, Ni Yang prepared a large jar of secret chili oil, then diced green onions, garlic, and cilantro and put them into enamel cups, ready to bring along the next day.
These preparations were for setting up a stall the next day. However, she didnât plan to sell Sour Fish, but Sour Fish Noodle Soup instead.
While Sour Fish was a dish, when combined with noodles, it became a main course. Not only could one taste the flavor of Sour Fish, one would also feel full. Considering most people in this era had never tasted Sour Fish before, she felt confident that her Sour Fish Noodle Soup would certainly be a hit. With experience from her previous life backing her up, Ni Yang was full of confidence.
As for where to set up the stall, she had scouted out a location with the most foot traffic â the morning market.
There were many stalls in the morning market, which meant fierce competition. But as long as the food was delicious and the skill was good, there would be no shortage of customers.
Ni Yang stayed awake until midnight before going to bed. She got up before dawn the next day. After making breakfast and eating a few steamed buns, she hopped on her bike and set off.
By the time she reached the food street, it was just after six in the morning â breakfast time. The food street was filled with the aroma of various deep-fried foods and the scent of steamed buns.
Ni Yang first set up tables and chairs, lit the coal stove, then placed the large iron bucket on it. Soon, the alluring scent wafted from the bucket.
Ni Yang had bought some small tables and chairs from the city yesterday. As it was not convenient to carry them back and forth, she had negotiated with the shop owner to leave these items at the shop for a monthly rental fee of one yuan.
The street was crowded with passersby. However, when they saw the sign that read âSour Fish Noodle Soupâ next to Ni Yang, they lost their appetite.
Whatâs so great about fish?
Observing her stall being void of customers for half an hour, Ni Yang grew anxious. She rubbed her temples and had a sudden brainwave.
She had a solution!
Ni Yangâs eyes twinkled with a smile. She walked into a grocery store nearby and came back with ten small cups in her hands..
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