Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 34 - Sesame Salt (2)_1
Chapter 34 -34 Sesame Salt (2)_1
Chapter 34 -34 Sesame Salt (2)_1
So, these sesame seeds could only just sit at home, and they’d been sitting for several months, drying up badly.
Lin Yuan looked at these sesame seeds and remembered her favorite snack from her childhood when staying at her grandmother’s house, which was sesame salt: toasted sesame seeds mixed with salt and ground together.
A spoonful with noodles brought forth an irresistible fragrance.
“Sister-in-law, if no one will take these sesame seeds, why not just eat them ourselves?”
Aunt San chuckled bitterly, “Eat them ourselves?
I have been adding some sesame to Xiao Shitou’s meals every time, but now the kid is sick of seeing them.
He even said he won’t eat if there are any sesame seeds.
Sigh, how can one appreciate food if they’ve never starved?”
It seemed that eating sesame every day had even made Xiao Shitou tired of it.
However, Lin Yuan noticed during their meal that the seeds seemed to have been cooked, which of course would have very little taste; no wonder the child didn’t like them.
“Auntie, I have a way to make sure Xiao Shitou will love them.” When it came to food, Lin Yuan was excited; it seemed her true calling was beckoning.
“Clean the sesame seeds and then toast them dry in a big pot, without adding anything—not even oil.
Once they are cooked, they’ll give off a nice fragrance on their own.
After they cool down, add a little salt, and use a rolling pin to crush the sesame and salt together into a fine mixture.
It’s incredibly fragrant when you add a spoonful to your meal.”
Watching Lin Yuan talk enthusiastically, Feng Guizhi and her mother-in-law seemed as if they could already smell the sesame, and Aunt San smiled, “Is it really that fragrant?
Then I must try making some this afternoon.”
Feng Guizhi, however, was a woman of quick wit.
With a twinkle in her eye, she whispered, “Hey Yuanyuan, I’ve never heard of this way of eating it before.
If it’s really as fragrant as you say, we could make a batch and sell it in town.
What do you think?”
Lin Yuan internally praised Feng Guizhi for her business acumen and practicality.
Although the idea of sesame salt originated with Lin Yuan, it was Feng Guizhi’s own family’s sesame.
Even if she took it to sell, it had nothing to do with Lin Yuan.
Still, Feng Guizhi had asked for her opinion first, truly not someone who would disregard others for the sake of money.
“Sister-in-law, although sesame salt is tasty, it might not make much profit if we sell it.” As Lin Yuan thought about selling the sesame salt, she suddenly remembered the popular street food from her previous life, liangpi, usually made with sesame paste.
Currently, they lacked the luxury to grind sesame paste, but adding a spoonful of sesame salt would achieve a similar effect.
Before Lin Yuan could share her thoughts, Feng Guizhi furrowed her brows, “Ah, I’ve been blinded by the prospect of silver.
Even the big families don’t want these sesame seeds; which ordinary household would be willing to spend on them?
Yuanyuan, dear, you don’t know, ever since your father’s incident, work has not been easy for your Brother Ershuan and the others.
They don’t have your father’s skills; they barely make enough to get by with simple chair and stool work.
But Xiao Shitou will turn seven after the New Year and needs to start school.
Without silver, how are we supposed to pay the tuition fees?”
Hearing her sister-in-law mention this, Lin Yuan also thought about her younger sisters’ schooling and that her mother needed to nourish her health.
She had to find ways to earn money, and quickly.
“Sister-in-law, hear me out.
Although we might not make money off sesame salt, I have thought of a good money-making idea, but it’s a bit tiring.”
The minute Feng Guizhi heard they could make money, her eyes lit up, “Tired?
What’s there to be afraid of?
Can we country folks even call it living if we’re afraid of a little hard work?”
“Exactly, I’ll watch the kid.
You both don’t worry.” Aunt San was naturally supportive considering her grandchild’s education.
Lin Yuan then briefly explained the concept of making liangpi, but whether it could be realized, she would only know after returning from town the next day.
Feng Guizhi immediately agreed cheerfully and even stuffed a large bowl full of sesame seeds into Lin Yuan’s arms as she left, asking her to make some sesame salt for her sisters when she got back.
