After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 280 Jianbing Guozi

The next day, while it was still dark, Wenxiang pedaled his tricycle into the back alley of the machinery factory, the lantern hanging on the handlebars casting a dim yellow glow.

The snow that fell last night crunched under the car wheels. She shrank her neck, and a gust of cold wind immediately rushed into the collar of her tattered cotton-padded coat.

"Brother, you don't need to come along. Why don't you go back to sleep?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think I came willingly!" Wen Li also shrank his neck, he was cold too, cold and sleepy.

If it weren't for the first day, and he didn't have to come to see if he could make money, he wouldn't have come.

"Then hold the glass bottle tight!"

Wen Xiang exhaled, and the cold weather immediately turned that breath into a puff of white mist.

She immediately opened the griddle on the tricycle, poked the old coal stove with fire tongs, and sparks flew onto her frosted eyebrows.

"Brother, do you think anyone will come and buy this pancake?"

Wenxiang felt a little unsure, so she wanted to talk to her younger brother.

“Someone has to buy it! I’m telling you, you have to help me make money! I’ve even returned your dowry!” Wen Li said confidently, without feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

"Don't worry, brother. As long as someone is willing to buy pancakes, I will definitely help you make money!" Wenxiang was truly grateful to her brother for breaking off the engagement. She didn't even realize that it was because her brother wanted to buy a job that he wanted to marry her off in exchange for a dowry.

She only remembered that after she finished speaking yesterday, her mother reluctantly took her brother to return the betrothal money, and when the two of them came back, her mother's face was not good.

She asked her younger brother nervously if her engagement had been called off.

She was overjoyed to receive a positive answer; she was finally free from marrying Liu Lao Er.

Then her brother made her make so-called jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), and even dug out an old griddle from the house.

This was something their father secretly hid during the Great Leap Forward, and now it's been dug up again.

"What did you make? This pancake is all rotten!" Wen Li complained.

He remembered that the book said this:

The shovel spun three inches above the griddle, and a golden sheen enveloped the dark blue iron surface.

With his left hand, he scooped the batter into the center of the griddle, while his right hand began to spin the wooden spatula in circles, his wrist trembling like a bell, instantly transforming the batter into translucent, translucent strands.

The flames licked the bottom of the griddle, and the edges of the dough were just beginning to curl into crescent white. The egg was already cracked on the edge of the spatula, and the egg liquid slid into the center with a "slurp," the yellow and white clearly distinguishable like a piece of amber.

A bamboo dragonfly dips its tip in sweet bean sauce and draws three circles, while chopped scallions are as green as jade seeds.

The spatula tip probes and lifts under the pancake, causing the entire pancake to somersault in mid-air, revealing caramel-colored crackled patterns.

As soon as the crispy fried dough, shaped like golden bells, was placed on top, shredded green radish and pickled vegetables began to fall like snowflakes.

Finally, it was folded diagonally into a bundle shape, and the rough fingers pinched the edge of the straw paper and handed it out. The aroma of sesame mixed with the aroma of soy sauce had already entered the nostrils along with the white steam.

Just reading the description made Wenli's mouth water, even though she had already eaten breakfast.

"Maybe the cornstarch isn't sticky enough. How about adding some wheat flour?" Wenxiang, who was used to cooking, immediately knew what the problem was.

"Then add it!"

“But Mother locked up Bai Mian,” Wenxiang said, looking troubled.

"Wait, I'll go get it!"

Soon Wenli brought over the flour, and Li Dafang could no longer hold back her anger, eager to see what this little devil was up to.

With the addition of wheat flour, the flatbread was finally made.

Wenxiang carefully cracked an egg into the shell, but Li Dafang was reluctant, as eggs were hard to come by these days.

She glared at her eldest daughter, then turned to Wenli and asked, "Son, isn't adding eggs making the cost too high?"

Li Dafang thought her son didn't want to work or let his sister get married, and he thought he had some good ideas. But instead, he insisted on starting a small business.

Although there are already small vendors on the street, Li Dafang still doesn't want her son to do it. Fortunately, her son taught his sister so that she could do it.

But this investment is too much! They're brushing on oil and adding flour, and now they're even cracking eggs into it. Li Dafang felt extremely distressed watching this.

Fortunately, Li Dafang was unaware that her good son had originally wanted to fry the crispy crackers, but he refused to do it because of the aroma, so she gave up.

If they knew, they would probably be even more heartbroken.

The first pancake was completed with some difficulty, thanks to the aroma. Wenli ate half of it, and although it wasn't as delicious as described in the text, it was still quite good.

The remaining half was naturally given to Li Dafang. "How was it, Mom? This pancake is delicious, isn't it!"

Li Dafang nodded as she ate, but secretly thought to herself, "With eggs, flour, and oil, it's no wonder it tastes good."

After confirming that Wenxianghui would be doing it, Wenli went to buy an old stove. They also had a tricycle at home, so the two of them went out to sell pancakes the very next day.

Li Dafang had originally wanted to come too, as she couldn't bear to see her son suffer. However, she had already used up her leave to buy a job for her son, so she had to go to work today.

Before going to work, she kept telling her eldest daughter to take good care of her younger brother and to come back if it got too cold.

As dawn broke, vendors selling steamed buns, mantou (steamed bread), and flatbreads gradually arrived in the alley near the machinery factory, and people were curious about the Wen siblings' tricycle.

Wenxiang looked at the other shops, feeling a little scared. Why were there other businesses trying to steal her business?

Fortunately, customers gradually started to appear in the alley.

The young men in their work clothes stomped their feet and breathed on them, immediately turning the white snow a slightly different color from their trampling.

What do you sell here?

Gao Zhuang was initially hesitant to approach the unfamiliar girl, but he slowly walked over after noticing there was another person in the car.

He was already tired of the food in the factory canteen, and the steamed buns and mantou sold outside were just so-so, so he wanted to try something new.

"Brother, these are pancakes, would you like to try one?"

Finally, a customer arrived! Wenxiang suppressed her excitement and quickly made her recommendations, because she wanted to help her younger brother earn money!

Gao Zhuang was stunned by being called "Big Brother," and said, "Then, then let's have one!"

"okay!"

Wenxiang deftly poured the batter into the center of the griddle, spreading it out in a circular motion with a wooden spatula, filling the snow with the aroma of flour.

After cracking the egg to smell the aroma, the fragrance intensified.

As Gao Zhuang smelled the aroma and swallowed hard, he was also inwardly groaning. Oh no, he forgot to ask how much it cost. And there were eggs too! Did he not have enough money with him?

"It's done, big brother! Here you go!" Gao Zhuang hurriedly reached out to take it.

"How much is this?!"

"Two cents!" Gao Zhuang gasped. It was a bit expensive. Two fried dough sticks only cost one cent, and this one was going to cost two cents? But luckily, he could afford it!

"The main thing is that ours contains eggs, and it also has crispy fried dough sticks inside, which are deep-fried!"

She originally said she wouldn't make the crispy cracker version, but her brother insisted that a jianbing guozi without the crispy cracker wasn't authentic.

She wanted to ask if the "guozi" in "jianbing guozi" could actually be "youguozi" (fried dough stick), but in the end she didn't say anything.

Her mother couldn't persuade her brother otherwise, and in the end, she still added crispy fried dough sticks to the pancakes.