"No worries, Mom, you can try frying it. Just make a bit and see. If it’s good, we fry the rest. If we can make it, won’t it be another product for my shop?"
Yang Chuxia thought about the modern potato chips, which were simply fried potatoes. They were just thinly sliced. It should definitely work with sweet potatoes.
Seeing her daughter insisted, Ms. Wang had to agree. But she was very cautious, afraid of wasting food and oil. She only washed a plate.
When the water on the sweet potatoes had dried, she let the maids start the fire. She added oil but didn’t use lard, she couldn’t bear to waste it.
After a while, once the oil had heated, Ms. Wang poured the plate of sweet potatoes into the pot.
In no time, a tantalizing aroma wafted from the kitchen and Yang Chuxia, who had just returned from Ye Zi’an’s house, rushed in.
By then, Ms. Wang had already taken out a plate and left it on the table. She picked up a piece and there was a crisp sound, "Ooh, Mom, this fried stuff is quite tasty. It would definitely taste even better if we add some salt."
"Isn’t it? Mom also didn’t think that they could be fried too. It’s just a bit of waste of oil," Ms. Wang said while looking at the remaining sweet potatoes, "But it’s okay, we’re in business, so it’s not really a waste."
Ms. Wang and the two maids washed the remaining sweet potatoes, drained them and fried all of them. They fried them really quickly because the oil was hot. Much faster in comparison to roasting peanuts which couldn’t be done on high heat.
Following Yang Chuxia’s suggestion, the next time sweet potato chips were fried, Ms. Wang added a bit of salt or sugar on top.
By the evening, everyone who had been away or at school returned. Ms. Wang served the fried sweet potatoes and got rave reviews. She was delighted.
"Alright, I have an announcement," Yang Chuxia said loudly after dinner.
Everyone, including Yang Dachuan and his wife who were chatting nearby, as well as Brother An and the kids who were playing, turned their attention.
Yang Chuxia cleared her throat and said, "I am officially announcing the grand opening of Artistry Pavilion’s first franchise, a nut and fruit shop, on the sixteenth of February. I hope all the bosses can come and inspect it."
"What’s up? Why are you all so quiet? You aware that it’s polite to applaud after someone finishes speaking?" Yang Chuxia asked when everyone remained silent.
"Pfft," Ms. Wang was the first to laugh.
"Mrs. Yang, it’s not nice to upstage your daughter ," Yang Chuxia said, which sent Ms. Wang into a bigger fit of laughter, even Yang Dachuan joined in laughing.
"Silence, silence," Yang Chuxia clapped her hands.
Ye Zi’an led the applause, out of respect for her. The two maids also joined in.
"Sis, what do you mean by bosses?" Yang Qingrui asked.
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes, "How come this period doesn’t have a term for bosses?"
Yang Qingtong added, "Indeed, indeed."
"Idiots, it means superiors, got it?" Yang Chuxia glared at her two brothers.