Chapter 923: Pancake

Mentioning breakfast, everyone didn't decline. After all, they were all working people in the early morning, and nobody had filled their stomachs.

Not to mention that their video material originally had to shoot some steaming farm food.

So everyone flocked to the kitchen with equipment, reflectors, etc.

The first thing to shoot was the cold radish salad!

The room was warm and a bit dry, everyone looked at the cold dish and only felt refreshing, not feeling cold at all. And the emerald radish shreds were distinct, uniform in size, and now mixed with hot oil and chili, the green and red combination was especially photogenic!

And, I don't know where the sesame oil was bought, it's really fragrant!

Yu Yan swallowed, and was instantly hungry, but it wasn't time to eat yet, so she had to try hard to change the subject:

"This radish shred was cut by Master Song, right? Your knife skills are really good! Sure enough, the great chef is among the people!"

"No!" Qiaoqiao poked his head out from behind Zhang Yanping: "I used a shredder to scrape it out."

He looked sympathetic: "Have you all never used it?"

"Hiss... hot, hot, hot! Sweet potato is so hot!"

Everyone swallowed, and gave the lens and lighting to the small pot on the side.

Only in the oily small iron pot, thin little pancakes were oozing oil with a sizzling sound! The fragrance of green onions, oil, and eggs melted into one, making everyone's stomach unable to bear it anymore, rumbling non-stop!

"Used it before..." the photographer muttered, just feeling that the shredder and this farm earth stove were a bit disjointed.

"Do you sell these ingredients of yours?"

The sweet fragrance of sweet potatoes mixed with the fragrance of rice, and now the big spoon was stirring in the pot, rippling not only the whole pot of porridge, but also the hearts and stomachs of us working people!

And Zhu Long thought of something, and looked at the photographer with a smile at this moment:

She was understated and special, after all, for Zhu Long now, 20 a jin is really a friendship price—don't you see the price Boss Chang gives for stable shipments every day?

Yu Yan thought for a while: "It's fate that you can come, our own people, I won't talk about the supply price—this price is probably something you can't afford."

In the middle of winter, who can't be moved by such a bowl of steaming and fragrant porridge early in the morning!

Song Tan kept her mouth shut and shook her head—she would pick out green onions even when eating noodles, and as a reporter, it was inconvenient to eat those heavy-flavored things when working.

"I'll eat a bite of pancake first!"

"You said the watermelon you bought for 20 a jin? If that watermelon is really delicious, it should also be sold by our family."

She raised a smile: "It's not for sale anymore, we have signed several suppliers, and we have our own online store, the orders are not enough to supply..."

"How about this, radishes and cabbage are 20 a jin."

Can anyone resist eating this?

After eating and drinking, several people slumped on the sofa, and everyone couldn't lift the mood to work.

But...

But!!!

She originally wanted to say 20 jin, but radishes can be stored! So she changed her words instantly: "I want 100 jin!"

He asked with bad intentions: "Want a bite? I added green onion oil, you shouldn't be people who don't eat green onions, right?"

Only driver Brother Li, because his son is getting married, is becoming more and more stingy, and asked cautiously at this moment: "How much a jin?"

Thinking about it, he added: "Another 100 jin of cabbage!"

At this moment, staring at the photographer: "Are you done shooting? If you're done, pick an angle and put it there, let's have breakfast!"

To this, Yu Yan has long been accustomed—everyone who eats asks this sentence.

A few people's moods went up and down, and now they were surprised—what?! There are still radishes and cabbage!

Thinking of the big basin of cold radish salad that was eaten clean this morning, Song Tan was the first to be excited: "I want seven..."

But, the few people in front of them still gasped!

But it's so full, working is easy to make mistakes, it's better to interview something else!

Looking at the photographer on the side, I don't know what he thought of, and he actually trembled: "Me too!"

Is this price reasonable?! A radish is tens of dollars! That's more outrageous than watermelon!

"Yes? Sell or not? What's the price?"

"If you really want it, when you go up the mountain to shoot scenery later, see if there are any radishes and cabbage."

"I specifically rolled this pancake thinly, wrapped the vermicelli, green onions, chives, and eggs inside and fused them with the flour, then put them in the oil pan and fried them like this..."

With the deliciousness of this thing, if we didn't come for an interview, we wouldn't know if there was a chance to buy it! Should we hurry up and hoard some?

Just, in the middle of winter, radishes and cabbage in the vegetable market are 50 cents a jin, you sell 20?

Just, people get sleepy after eating, that's a physiological factor, not something that can be resisted by willpower—we didn't work, but we didn't sleep either, that's already considered excellent, right?

Still have to rely on the omnipotent mother, she is very good at pickling vegetables, cabbage can't be finished and can be pickled, and it is quite durable!

However, this pot is even more fragrant!

After eating and drinking, a cup of hot, fragrant tea was placed at hand. After sipping two sips, the fragrance of tea was full, and the spirit was refreshed, as if not so full...

However, it's not over yet!

If the vegetable market at the door could have this level, I would line up every day even if I didn't go to work!

Seventh Uncle became proud. Seeing the lens approaching, he took the shovel and flipped the pancakes, while explaining:

But looking at it again, there are gas tanks and range hoods on the other side of the small kitchen!

After all, it's not the past, Seventh Uncle teaches Qiaoqiao, just need his basic skills to be good, movements to be proficient, and usually there is no need to use no tools.

As for Zhu Long saying that things are not enough to sell, we were half-believing, but now after eating a meal, who would doubt it!

Your mother's home is on the first floor of the old family courtyard, so there is a separate courtyard, then buy a pile of sand and bury the radishes, it will be absolutely no problem to eat until spring!

Seventh Uncle opened the pot lid, only to see the pot first steaming with white air, and then revealed golden soft and glutinous sweet potato pieces, and rice grains...

The new assistant's eyes were stuck on it and couldn't move, Song Tan also almost blurted out some things that shouldn't be said, and now she just made up her mind, and then ordered the photographer to aim the lens at the other oily and shiny pot.

For example—

It's so easy to use! There are also sliced, shredded, diced... one is only five yuan!

"Ah ah ah radish shreds are so delicious!!!"

Looking at the surprised Song Tan and the assistant, and driver Brother Li, he said proudly: "My wife and children really haven't eaten anything good, can a 20-a-jin watermelon be as delicious as this? I have to take it back to let them open their eyes!"

The photographer used his last bit of willpower to push the lens forward, giving a close-up, seeing the assistant who was lighting the light couldn't help but probe his head, so he set up the camera and rushed to the stove: ===== CHAPTER 924 =====