sbdcsierra Chapter 170: Fried Chicken Drumstick
Chapter 170: Fried Chicken Drumstick
But now that their familiarity is used to check the accounts, there must be no problem.
After all, when checking the accounts, the two groups check one book at the same time. If the calculated data of the two groups are not the same, they will check the calculation again until the two groups of data are the same.
The possibility of errors in this method of checking accounts is infinitely close to zero.
As for why not say that the error rate is zero?
Because no matter how rigorous the method is, there will always be loopholes. If it is not guaranteed, one day the two groups will check and calculate the same wrong data... Although this possibility is very small, it exists in theory.
After grading the papers, Xu Qing stood at the front of the room and read out the scores, many of them were 100 points, only a few were worse but they were all above 90 points.
The accountants all heaved a sigh of relief after listening to it, and then they secretly rejoiced. Everyone's scores are so high, which means that everyone is studying hard, and the boss should be very satisfied with them, right?
At this moment, Xu Qing, who had just finished reading the scores, looked at the accountants and said with a blank expression: "I have to say, you are the worst class of students I have ever taught."
At this time, a young accountant bravely stood up: "Master, many of us are all right, and only a few of them are wrong but they are also above 90%. We are really the worst team you have ever brought in." Is it coming? I don't believe it!"
It can be seen that it is not only the young accountant who is not convinced, but many accountants who dare not stand up are also full of dissatisfaction.
Xu Qing said: "But this is the truth."
The young accountant asked again: "Excuse me, my boss, how many classes of students have you supervised?"
Xu Qing smiled slightly and said, "It's just your class."
Numerous accountants: "..."
Of course, there will be a second session soon, after all, the two batches of accountants are trained separately.
...
Xu Qing disregarded those accountants who were self-serving and confused, and walked out by herself. Xiao Ruxue was sitting beside a small pavilion not far away, looking at the small room where Xu Qing was teaching from time to time. The two calves under the dress swayed slightly from time to time.
After seeing Xu Qing coming out of the room, Xiao Ruxue jumped off the seat and ran to Xu Qing, saying, "You just said you want to make fried chicken legs!"
Xu Qing nodded and said with a smile, "Well, I keep my word."
After Xu Qing walked into the kitchen, Xiao Ruxue was sitting on a small stool beside her, with her elbows propped on her thighs, her hands dragging her little face, and she tilted her head to look at Xu Qing's busy figure in front of the frying pan. .
Every time Xu Qing cooks is Xiao Ruxue's quietest time.
Xu Qing next to the frying pan sighed. There is no bread crumbs in this world, so the chicken legs can only be coated with egg liquid and then batter and fried in the frying pan.
Then Xu Qing prepared the sauce, and after the fried chicken legs came out of the pan, Xu Qing spread the sauce on the fried chicken legs.
Xiao Ruxue looked at the fried golden chicken legs, which were still coated with light brown sauce, which looked very attractive.
She didn't take the chopsticks, and directly picked up a piece of chicken drumstick with her small hand and took a hard bite.
After one bite, Xiao Ruxue's big eyes lit up, it was delicious, such a novel taste!
Xiao Ruxue was very happy to eat. Fried food is indeed the favorite of children, and the taste buds are crushed by the fried chicken legs!
A few days ago, Xu Qing made fried chicken drumsticks for Su Qian, but Su Qian didn't like it very much. She still liked sweets more than greasy fried foods. After that time, Xu Qing Never did it again.
He also thought that the tastes of people in this era may be different from his era. Now it seems that there is still a market for fried chicken legs.
The three fried chicken legs were wiped out by Xiao Ruxue in an instant, and then Xiao Ruxue looked at Xu Qing and said, "It's delicious, I want more."
Xu Qing shook his head and said, "Eating too much fried chicken drumsticks is not good for your health, so I'm gone today."
Xiao Ruxue looked at Xu Qing with big watery eyes, and said pitifully, "I want it, can you do it for me again? Just once."
"Just make one."
"Okay! Just one!"
In the end, Xu Qing couldn't beat Xiao Ruxue, and used the remaining ingredients to make Xiao Ruxue's last fried chicken leg.
In the end, only Xiao Ruxue's greasy little hands were left, and she didn't know where to put them, and they couldn't even wash them well.
At this moment, Xiao Ruxue already somewhat disliked her little hands that had just picked up the delicious fried chicken drumsticks. The grease was quite difficult to deal with, and couldn't be washed or wiped off...
In the end, the only way to get rid of the smelly grease was to apply the soap locust juice from washing clothes to my hands.
Xu Qing sighed, it would be great if there was soap at this time... It seems that soap needs to be put on the agenda.
Originally, he didn't intend to make such a dispensable thing, but now it seems that whether it is for selling or for himself, this thing is really indispensable!
...
When Su Qian came to pick up Xu Qing, she was taken aback. Where did this big basket of pears come from?
At noon, I was trying to popularize the new mathematics to the accountants, so I forgot this big basket of pears in the shop, and now I can take it home.
But Xu Qing and Su Qian carried it back together, but asked the two shop assistants to carry the big basket of pears back.
Eat a few more rock candy Sydney Suqian and a slight cough should be healed.
Fortunately, there is still some rock sugar prepared in the shop, so you can take it back and use it directly.
...
Su Qian sat on the seat next to the dining hall and ate rock candy pears while admiring the magic of Xu Qing's craftsmanship.
She really didn't expect that even the fruit could become more delicious after being cooked by Xu Qing.
County Magistrate Su was shocked when he got home, where did so many pears come from? If I didn't wear thick clothes, I thought it was back to autumn!
Su County Magistrate took a bite of a pear that had been washed on the table, it was crunchy and sweet! It's not like the pears grown near Yongzhou.
Su County Magistrate looked at Xu Qing wondering, "Where did this pear come from?"
Xu Qing said: "I asked for it from a friend."
County magistrate Su was stunned: "Such a sweet pear is a rarity in winter, and you can't buy it with money. Which rich family is your friend? It's too generous. The taste of this pear is just like that of my father. It's as sweet as the tribute pears that His Majesty bestowed upon you when you became a Jinshi."
Xu Qing said casually: "Do you believe the prince's family?"
Su County Magistrate took a bite of a pear, and said with a smile: "Actually, our home is the Duke's Mansion, do you believe it?"