Chapter 137 136. The Corn is Ripe

It was Luo Yihang who drove and brought Master Xu and Master Wang to Times Square.

After entering the store and taking a look around, Master Wang saw that it looked decent and was a legitimate store, so he felt relieved and went back directly.

Master Xu went into the kitchen, pointed out several places that needed to be modified, ordered the menu with Luo Yihang, listed what was needed, and so on.

As he got busy, the old man's mood gradually calmed down.

Then Luo Yihang's heart suddenly lifted up.

That’s a very long list, with dozens of different ingredients and side dishes.

"You don't think that the little bit of materials I saved can be enough to produce several thousand kilograms of shrimp in your seven-acre pond, do you? Pay up, kid." Master Xu joked.

Hey, we can joke now. Looks like what happened this morning is over.

As he was speaking, the young boss of Fanrenju came with Master Xu's seasonings.

Not only the seasonings, but even the huge refrigerator was moved in.

Luo Yihang didn't let Master Xu go out, he went to greet him himself.

Then I chatted with the young man.

How should I put it, that person is pretty good, right?

What he meant was that restaurants like Fanrenju, which take a high-end approach and focus on perfection in taste, are out of date.

Young people nowadays live such a hard life, and going out to eat to satisfy their appetite is secondary. Taking beautiful photos and posting them online to get praises is a basic need.

This is called spiritual needs being higher than physical needs.

Therefore, the new Fanrenju should have a good landscape, many activities, extensive publicity, and interesting presentation.

As for the dishes, as long as the cost is kept as low as possible, it's fine as long as they are acceptable.

Luo Yihang did not comment on whether it was right or wrong. Similar ideas should have a good market, otherwise there would not be so many Internet celebrity stores.

And so many of the flavors don’t even meet the passing standard, and it’s not even an internet-famous store.

Anyway, Luo Yihang understood that this young man and Master Xu were also arguing over the route, and Master Xu was an extreme person. Unless one of them hit a wall, there would be no result.

The young man left and never mentioned meeting Master Xu.

Alas, he is an old servant who has been assisting their family for almost ten years.

Minister of State.

Changsun Wuji.

Now it belongs to Luo Yihang.

Good!

Ask someone to bring the refrigerator into the store and set it up. Luo Yihang writes down the company name and gives it to Master Xu. He can buy what needs to be bought himself, and recruit what needs to be recruited himself. If he can't recruit anyone himself, he can ask Liu Piaoliang.

It’s hard to find a chef, but it’s easy to find a kitchen assistant.

Let Liu Piaoliang help a little.

Live together.

The hands-off boss Luo Yihang drove home.

I was still thinking on the way, why is everything going so smoothly recently, whatever I want comes true, it's so beautiful, so beautiful.
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When I got home, I saw Dad Luo and Luo Zian picking corn in the cornfield at the door.

Luo Yihang rolled down the window and called out, "Dad, is the corn ripe?"

"It looks a little ripe, break off some and try it."

"okay!"

Luo Yihang also became interested, opened the door, got out of the car and walked into the cornfield.

My family originally grew silage corn, which was convenient and we could sell the harvest directly to the grain station.

In recent years, we have switched to growing sweet corn. Although this kind of corn produces less fruit, only one or two corns per plant, and only more than 2,000 kilograms per acre, it sells at a high price and is sold directly to vegetable vendors.

Last year, because it was a warm winter, we planted early.

It started to mature in early July.

Luo Yihang had sharp eyes and spotted a big one from a distance.

I immediately went over to break it off and peeled off the outer leaves. Wow, the fragrance was so refreshing.

The round corn kernels are crowded together, and it seems that the husk has been stretched into a translucent state.

When you pinch it gently with your fingernails, a white liquid will burst out. It is really tender and water will come out when you pinch it.

The corn is most delicious at this time. After ten or twenty days, the inside of the corn kernels will become solidified, like a ball of wax. Then you will not be able to pick it, and it will not taste as good as it does now.

Fix a few. Fix a few.

Luo Yihang was already feeling greedy.

I quickly picked five or six corns, took them home, put them in cold water and started cooking.

When Luo Yihang's family cooks corn, they like to tear off only the outer layer of skin, leaving the inner layer intact and the corn silk as well. The water used to cook the corn is also used by his grandparents to drink when they are at home.

They said it was a medicinal herb and boiling it in water could prevent high blood pressure.

Luo Yihang doesn't drink it because it doesn't taste good.

Besides, I don’t think it’s of any use. Grandpa Luo Hongyi still has high blood pressure.

Don't cook sweet corn for too long, just put it in cold water for fifteen minutes.

When Luo's father and Luo Shaoan came back carrying the basket, the yard was already filled with fragrance.

It is said that things that have been nourished by spiritual energy will have an extremely strong fragrance, so much so that the whole yard of old Luo's house is filled with fragrance every day.

Even if you smell it every day, you can't stand it.

As soon as Luo's father and Luo Shaoan entered the yard, they dropped the basket and rushed into the kitchen.

Luo Shaoan also knew to wash his hands in the yard first.

"You idiot!" As soon as Luo's father came in, he saw Luo Yihang chewing a corn.

Eat alone!
Never allowed.

He also quickly scooped one out of the pot, picking a big one.

"Hoo~~Hoo~~" It was so hot that it swirled in my hands and I blew on it hard.

The temperature dropped a little, so he quickly tore open the husk and took a bite. "Huh~~Huh~~" The inside was not cold yet, and a ball of corn rolled in Luo's father's mouth, blowing hard. Hey, this time it was faster and closer.

When it's churning, you can already taste it.

When he took a bite, Dad Luo felt the corn kernels bursting in his mouth. It was not soft or chewy, but had a crispy texture. Dad Luo never liked it very much. He still liked the old corn.

But the sweetness, which is refreshing yet rich, covers up all the shortcomings and is so sweet.

Without waiting to swallow the first bite, Dad Luo took the second bite. Swish, swish, swish, a long line of three or four rows of corn were stuffed into his mouth, filling his cheeks with food and then he started to chew.

He likes to eat it this way, he thinks it is very enjoyable to eat corn this way.

After swallowing the corn with difficulty, before he started to eat the second row, Luo's father did not forget to shout outside, "Shaoan, call your aunt and the two kids to come back first and eat corn."

"Hey!" A voice came from outside.

Just look at how fast Luo's father is. He was able to eat so much in the time it takes Luo Shaoan to wash his hands outside.

Luo Yihang ate early and finished two corns.

Luo Shaoan arrived late and caught a small one.

Dad Luo ate them with great relish, and he picked up the two biggest ones.

When Zhang Guiqin came back with the other two children with the news, Luo's father was chewing corn happily. When he looked into the pot, it was gone.

Luo Yihang broke five of them.

Seeing this, the old empress dowager's eyebrows stood up.

Luo Shaoan stood up quickly, ran to his little friend, and pulled the two of them out of the door.

Smart kid, good eyesight.

Luo Yihang was not stupid either. Seeing that this place was about to become a battlefield, he also ran away.

As soon as I went out, I heard someone inside saying, "You little bastard! Eat, eat, you only know how to eat but not how to continue. You are a moon-born baby..."

Theoretically speaking, it’s not Luo’s father’s fault. Who would have thought that they would come back so soon.

That's just catching up.

Luo Yihang ran out and used both hands to pick up the basket that Luo's father had just placed in the yard.

Wow, it’s quite heavy.

He carried her directly into the kitchen to interrupt the old lady and rescue Luo's father from the fire. "Mom, cook a few more, it's very fast. Dad, you also do some work and peel the leaves. Why did you pick so many? We can't finish them at home."

Luo's father took a corn and peeled its husk, saying, "I thought of picking more and sending it to Ruirui. Her relatives are all over there, so I'll send some to them. This won't go bad, so I just need to send it by logistics."

After this interruption, especially when Ding Rui was mentioned, the old queen also took up the conversation. While pouring out the water used to boil the corn and replacing it with new water, she said, "How should we pack the corn for delivery? Will it get crushed if we put it in a bag?"

Luo Yihang thought that Comrade Ding Rui still had those old roommates. If this basket of corn was sent over, it would be good if there were two left for her mother. It would be impossible to have one more.

While washing the peeled corn, put it into the pot. This time cook ten at a time since the pot is big enough.

At the same time, he came up with an idea, "I'll buy two large storage boxes, good quality ones with lids, and pack them up and send them together. The boxes can also be used by Ruirui to store her clothes. Her dormitory is quite small, and her closet is also small, so it's all filled up."

The topic changed and everyone was having fun.

Soon another pot of corn was cooked.

Call the three children in and eat corn together.

They are not like Luo's father. They don't like the chewy texture of old corn, but prefer the crispy and refreshing taste of sweet corn.

Once you take a bite, you simply can’t stop.

Then another pot and we ate corn together again.

Then another pot...

This thing is addictive to chewing. One person chewed four or five sticks. Luo Qingcai must have trained his appetite. He chewed eight sticks by himself. It's scary.

No need to cook lunch.

After dinner, while digesting the food, Luo's father mentioned something, "Our corn is so good this year, we would lose money if we sold it to vegetable vendors, but how can we sell these several thousand kilograms?"

"I definitely can't give it to the vegetable vendors. As for how to sell it..." Luo Yihang took out his phone and called Liu Piaoliang.

He actually didn't notice whether the barbecue stall used sweet corn or old corn.

Liu Piaoliang's answer was: "Sweet corn, sweet corn is the best, but generally I don't recommend grilled corn. It makes you full after eating one, and you can't sell it at a high price, which will affect your barbecue skewers sales, so it's not cost-effective."

This is experience.

No matter how expensive roasted corn is, it certainly can’t be as expensive as meat, let alone mushrooms and crayfish.

If you don’t order food when you are full, you will miss out on making money.

No, we have to think of a way.

As he was thinking about it, he saw Zhang Guiqin bring a basin of water boiled with corn and ask Luo's father to drink it. Luo's father shook his head vigorously and hid far away.

The three children were asked to drink, and they dared not refuse. Each of them held a big bowl with a bitter face.

Corn, water, drinks, corn paste that Chiang Kai-shek used to clink glasses with, and the huge parking lot at Times Square.

Hey, it’s connected.

Times Square is newly opened, there are few buses, most people drive there, and at least one person in a group cannot drink.

There is lunch there, and then we go shopping after lunch. Few people drink alcohol in the middle of the day.

From what I've seen these past few days, more than half of the people shopping in Times Square are families with children, so it's not convenient to drink with children.

Therefore, the customer base of Times Square is different from that of the night market near the instrument factory.

The wine will sell less.

Well, then more drinks will be sold.

Make another call, this time to Master Xu.

"...cooked corn, right...oh, add milk and it tastes smooth, and looks delicate...you can also add rice, oh, add rice and it becomes a paste...rock sugar, wolfberry, candied dates...candied dates are not jujubes, eh, eh, two, one for each. Got it, got it."

hang up the phone.

Luo Yihang asked Zhang Guiqin, "Mom, where is the wall-breaking machine?"

"Blender? You haven't returned it to your uncle yet?" Zhang Guiqin asked puzzledly.

Puff, Luo's father over there started laughing, pointing at Luo Yihang, "Gu Wa, last time when we got the wheat seedlings, he didn't bring the wall breaker, so my sister-in-law asked the third child to chop the malt with a kitchen knife, and his wrists were swollen from exhaustion..."

(End of this chapter)