Chapter 8 The first step in career! (First update, there will be three updates today, please vote!)

Zhang Xun felt that it was still a bit unreliable, probably because he saw so many poor people as soon as he entered the city, so he gestured hesitantly.

"...A cake sells for four cents. Who's money is so exhausted that four cents is used to buy a pancake... This is impossible. If four cents is used to buy rice, it is enough for the three of us brothers to eat for a day.

…”

Zhang Heng sounded a little sad.

As long as he can remember, his parents have passed away, and he has had to bear the burden of the family since he was a child. He would like to break up a penny and use it as two pennies.

It is naturally difficult for him to understand why someone would be willing to spend four cents to eat a piece of cake...

He always seems to be stubborn, authoritarian, nagging, and likes to use violence to discipline his younger brothers... but he is also a child himself, and he doesn't know how to discipline his children at all!

So he could only pretend to be the eldest brother to discipline his two younger brothers who were not much younger than himself... But this could not hide the fact that he was still a child.

When he came to Bianjing, the largest city in the world, and faced with his thinning wallet, he became more and more cautious and anxious, for fear of living up to his parents' expectations and bringing his two younger brothers into the abyss...

Zhang Heng felt sorry for Zhang Jin and reached out to pat him on the shoulder to express comfort, but found Zhang Jin staring at him.

Zhang Heng laughed sarcastically, put down his hand and said: "Don't worry, brother, if you're worried, why don't we give it a try first? Buy less eggs. We need to eat flour anyway, so it doesn't matter if we buy more."

…”

Zhang Jun snorted and said: "What a good life, but you still have to eat white flour..."

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Buy less noodles. It's the first time... just buy the ingredients for fifty cakes first. Well, you also have to buy a stove. Just use our big iron pot for the pot."

Now, buy a load to carry firewood for the stove, that’s about it.”

Zhang Jun's face wrinkled up and he sighed: "Oh, I have to spend money again..."

Zhang Heng found it funny, but without further ado, he took his two brothers to go shopping together.

The three brothers went to the department store near Daxiangguo Temple, which sells some household goods.

Zhang Jun did not let Zhang Heng buy anything by himself, but asked carefully about the size of the stove, then asked around for prices, and finally bought a stove with a chipped corner, saving ten pence.

After buying the stove, he bought two more baskets. Zhang Heng was thinking about buying another pole, but Zhang Jin quickly stopped him: "I can make a pole. When I go back in the evening, I will just find a longer piece of wood and make one."

If I hadn't been short on time, I could have made this basket and wouldn't have spent such a waste of money!"

Zhang Heng could only give up.

After buying the big items, I continued to buy flour, eggs and soybean oil. There was not much to say about the flour, there were not many to choose from, and the requirements were not high, but Zhang Yu showed off his ability on the eggs again.

You can buy eggs by the piece or by weight. They buy a lot of eggs, so it is more cost-effective to buy them by weight.

Zhang Jun asked Zhang Heng: "Should we put an egg in each cake?"

Zhang Heng nodded and said: "We have to break the egg in front of the guests to prove that we put in a whole egg and it is genuine, so they are willing to pay these four cents."

Zhang Jun nodded and said: "I understand, so the size of the egg doesn't matter much?"

Zhang Heng immediately understood what Zhang Jun meant and said with a smile: "It's not too small."

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "I understand."

So he picked out an egg from the pile of eggs and handed it to Zhang Shu: "Pick it according to its size. It can't be big or small. Remember not to pick a bad egg. If you pick a bad egg, then you will eat it."

Zhang Shu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Have eggs to eat?

It’s not impossible to be a bad guy!

When Zhang Jun saw Zhang Shu's expression, he immediately understood what his younger brother was thinking, and snatched the eggs back: "Stay there while I pick!"

Zhang Heng couldn't help but smile.

After shopping all afternoon, the three brothers returned home hungry and cooked another pot of paste. Zhang Shu asked to fry a few eggs, but Zhang Shu simply ignored them.

Fortunately, after dinner, Zhang Heng proposed to make the crust of the egg-filled pancake first.

This can only be done by Zhang Heng. The three of them are all from Fujian. Fujian people eat less noodles. This pie crust is somewhat technical. People who have never seen it really don't know how to make it.

Zhang Heng revived the noodles, let them wake up for a while, and then started rolling them out.

"...This step is the most critical. Use the ghee mixed with salt, oil and pepper to spread on the crust, then roll up the crust into a ball, and then roll it out flat.

The reason why this step is crucial is that ghee affects the base flavor of the cake and is also the key to filling the cake. If it is not done properly, the center will not puff up during frying and the egg liquid cannot be filled in. Firstly, it will not look good, but secondly, the taste will definitely be there. It’s going to be affected…”

Zhang Heng was instructing his two brothers as he spoke. Zhang Jin and Zhang Shu listened very carefully, probably because they were afraid of wasting the material if they didn't understand.

Zhang Heng rolled out the dough, put it aside, turned on the stove, brushed a layer of oil into the pan, then stuck the dough inside, pushed it around with his hands, and explained: "This is to let Mix the oil thoroughly."

Zhang Jun and Zhang Shu looked at the dough with wide eyes, and something magical happened - the middle of the dough bulged!

Zhang Heng said happily: "Success!"

Zhang Jun and Zhang Shu also became happy.

Zhang Heng slapped his thigh: "The eggs haven't been beaten yet! Quickly, beat the eggs!"

Zhang Shu reacted quickly. He took the bowl with Jianbu and picked up an egg. He knocked it on the edge of the bowl and poured the egg liquid into the bowl with one hand. He didn't have time to pick up the chopsticks and stirred the egg liquid directly with his index finger. Pass the bowl to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng had already used chopsticks to peel open the dough, took the egg liquid, and poured it into the hole. Suddenly, a mixture of dough and egg fragrance filled the air, and the mouths of the three brothers were filled with saliva.

A child next door cried and shouted: "It smells good! It smells good! Eat! Eat!..."

There were four or five families in the small courtyard, mostly old people and children, and it suddenly became a mess.

"What a sin! Who makes fried eggs at night and shows off in such a shabby yard? What the hell!"

…

The sounds of crying, scolding, and swallowing all mixed together.

The three Zhang Heng brothers, however, stared intently at the cakes in the pot with their eyes wide open.

Zhang Heng estimated that the heat was enough, so he turned the dough over.

Sure enough, this side was fried to a golden color and looked very tempting.

Zhang Heng brushed a layer of prepared sauce on top. Once the sauce was added, the taste became even richer.

The small courtyard, which had already become somewhat quiet, suddenly had another child crying, and the sound of scolding suddenly started again.

The three Zhang Heng brothers looked at each other and smiled narrowly.

"alright!"

Zhang Heng picked up the noodle cake with his chopsticks, and then it flew out and placed it on the plate.

"Come on, big brother and second brother will try it."

Zhang Heng used chopsticks to divide the cake into several pieces. Zhang Jin and Zhang Shu couldn't wait, and were not afraid of being burned. They picked it up with their hands and took a bite impatiently. They screamed in pain when they were burned, but they were confused. Say delicious words.

Zhang Heng smiled when he saw this, and picked it up with chopsticks to taste it. He felt that it was a little different from the egg-filled pancakes he had eaten in his previous life, but it was very similar. It was probably a matter of adjusting the sauce. After thinking about it, it was probably because there was no chili. Because of this, it doesn’t matter, it is more suitable for the taste of Song people.
Chapter completed!