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"Understood," at this moment, Plain Grandmother truly had nothing to complain about.
"Qin'er, grind the salt finely and bring it to me," the bucket contained minced Ribbonfish, and Qing Luan sprinkled some powder inside, then pounded it. Finally, she added some finely ground salt and minced ginger, kneaded it thoroughly, and placed it in the steamer.
While Qing Luan was busy with this, Sister Ma and the others arrived to inform Qing Luan that the boat was coming into port. It turned out that all the fish had been collected yesterday morning, which made everyone happy. Since they didn't buy any fish, they went out to sea at noon yesterday, and now they were due back this morning.
Upon hearing this, Qing Luan wanted to know if there were any Fortune Shrimp. She instructed Sister Ma to make sure all the Fortune Shrimp were reserved for her, while she would decide later whether she wanted any other fish after she got into town today. As she efficiently gave her orders, she packed up the cooked fish meat—one portion for Hu Lingyun in the city and another for A-Song to deliver to Xuan'er in town.
A-Song headed to town, while Qing Luan and Qin'er went into the city.
Hu Lingyun was curious about what Qing Luan had brought. After tasting it, she exclaimed how good it was. The Hu Family Tavern became popular again as diners packed up the fish meat to take home for their elderly and children. Before long, it was all gone. In fact, there was a near altercation over the last bit due to the order of arrival until Qing Luan assured the customers that there would be more available tomorrow morning.
The steamed fish balls made from Ribbonfish paste were delicious—fresh, fragrant, and tender. They could be steamed, served in soup, or stir-fried. Qing Luan shared several variations with the chef, who was soon overwhelmed with orders from eager customers.
With just this venture alone, Qing Luan not only recouped her costs but also made a profit of over ten taels of silver. Qin'er was stunned for quite a while, unable to believe how easy it was to earn money once it reached her young lady's hands.
Having succeeded in this experiment, Qing Luan directly told Hu Lingyun that she wanted to open a shop selling meat floss. The tavern would always have supplies; new dishes were expected tomorrow.
Hu Lingyun was speechless at her words. He wondered what kind of thoughts were running through her mind; her ideas for dishes were peculiar yet came quickly—even the chefs felt inferior in comparison. What else could he do? He had benefited from Qing Luan's fortune; if she hadn't saved Linglong, he didn't know what would have become of the Hu Family. So even if Qing Luan didn't supply Hu Family Tavern anymore, he had nothing much to say.
After discussing everything with Hu Lingyun, Qing Luan entrusted him with the shop's matters and then returned home with Qin'er. When she got back to the village, A-Song had already returned and was helping Uncle Ma unload goods at the dock. Surprisingly, there were more Fortune Shrimp than usual—two baskets full, weighing about twenty pounds—which made Qing Luan beam with joy.
She arranged for five fishing boats to deliver goods directly to Home and instructed Sister Ma and the others to continue with yesterday's tasks...
"Miss, what do you want to do with these?" Plain Grandmother asked, frowning as she brought over a bowl of dark substance. She no longer dared to question the young lady's decisions casually, especially after she had secretly asked Qin'er how much they had earned. Qin'er had said that not only had they recouped their initial investment, but they had also made over ten taels, which eased Plain Grandmother's anxious heart and filled her with greater respect for her master.
Qing Luan was inspecting the dried Cuttlefish when she saw Plain Grandmother bringing over the Cuttlefish intestines, roe, and paste. She frowned and said, "Let's stew this for dinner tonight." Suddenly, she thought of something; without it, many things could not be accomplished. "Sister Ma, do we have any Sweet Potatoes in the village?"
"Sweet Potatoes?" Sister Ma was taken aback for a moment before replying, "I have some at home; they're in the cellar and not very sweet anymore! The harvest season for Sweet Potatoes is in another month. If you want them, I can go get some from Home."
"Then please bring them to sell to me!" With this ingredient, many things could be done.
"What are you saying, Miss?" Sister Ma said, a bit embarrassed. "It's just a few Sweet Potatoes; can I really charge you for them? Just wait; I'll go get them for you right now," she said as she stood up.
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