Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 283 Chapter 280 Two: Making Vermicelli

The old Yuan looked at the money in the money jar, and at the same time calculated with Song Qiu: "You haven't touched the money here since the beginning, two months' wages, and the delivery of the baby, then what Master Yang gave is ten taels. There are 15 taels of silver in the milk now!

I see that your money box has also bottomed out, and the workshop will pay wages immediately, so you can use the money box of your grandma. "

There are more than [-] people, and the monthly salary is more than ten taels.

Song Qiu looked at her grandma's money jar, pushed it out, and said with a smile: "There are still ten days before the workshop pays wages, and the business at the inn is not bad, and the wages can be earned in ten days, so what's the use of it?" Are you here with a stick of milk?"

Old Yuan Shi listened, and when she saw that her granddaughter didn't want it, she nodded and took it back, then she would save it up and save it for her granddaughter in case of emergency.

She doesn't have anything to spend on the left and right, and her granddaughter takes care of everything for food and clothing, so she doesn't need to bother at all.

Thinking in this way, old Yuan's heart was tightly comforted.

I was so happy that I still couldn't sleep at the moment, so I couldn't help but took out the house deed and land deed and asked Song Qiu to read it for her.

The title deed of the inn, Zhuangzi's, the field's, and Du Chuanfu's deed of sale are all here. There is a stack full of them, which is gratifying to look at.

This is their old Song's family business.

Song Qiu also happily made her grandma happy, read it to her one by one, and then said: "That's the only way to beat it, grandma, don't worry, there will be more and more paper in the future. Put it in a bigger box!"

Old Yuan's brows and eyes wrinkled with a smile, "Okay, okay, grandma is waiting!"

Waiting for her grandma, Song Qiu also made every effort to earn more money.

The second day was another sunny day. This winter day is very warm and there are always sunny days.

Song Qiu is full of interest, and is going to start her second big business today.

A lot of starch has been exposed, and she is going to make vermicelli!
Old Yuan Shi knew that she was going to start cooking the dried starch thing today, and she was very excited. Early in the morning, she followed Song Qiu into the workshop, waiting to see what was going on.

The Li family's stove house has been useless for 30 years, and there are no pots and pans, which is obviously inconvenient.

So Song Qiu went into the workshop, asked Wang Dali and the others to help carry the dried starch that was bagged and locked in the upper room, and sent it to his home.

This vermicelli is made at home, and it is also kept secret.

The rest of the workshop didn't need to handle it, and she and her grandmother were afraid that they would be too busy, so Song Qiu called old Mrs. Deng to help without any hesitation.

Now, she trusts Grandma Deng, so she doesn't need to guard against her.

On the other hand, Mrs. Deng saw that the workshop was carrying things, and heard that Song Qiu was calling her to help, guessing that Song Qiu was going to cook sweet potatoes, so he waved his hand subconsciously, "Don't, don't, this thing is still your grandma. The two of you are doing it by yourself, so I won’t be close to each other, I’ll play with the stone eggs in the yard, and I’ll let you guys out by the way.”

This sweet potato, I heard that it cost Ah Qiu nearly 100 taels of silver to collect it.

Now I want to eat food, and sell the money back. If this practice is known to others, it will be a loss!
There is another worry in her family, don't you just think about this, and she can hold her breath. After coming back for a few days, she asked the fourth child to go to the town twice to eat and drink, but she hasn't spoken yet.

She had to be on guard, so she couldn't join the Song family.

She doesn't want to know what to do with this thing, so it's better to let it go.

Seeing Grandma Deng's way of avoiding suspicion, Song Qiu also thought it was funny, and hurriedly said: "Don't call me Grandma Deng, my grandma and I are too busy, can you call someone else? I can rest assured that Grandma Deng, you, your yard How can we let the wind out? Who broke in?"

Old Yuan Shi also said beside him: "That's right, come when I call you, why am I asking you to work for nothing? Don't worry, it's still twenty yuan a day!"

Old Deng stared, "Am I still greedy for your salary? That's all, if you want my help, I'll come!"

Ah Qiu and the old sisters both trusted her, how could she refuse?
Old Mrs. Deng agreed and followed into the Song family kitchen, but he still did not forget to ask Mrs. Miao to take someone with him, and to watch him more in the yard to be vigilant.

She was also afraid that the third child would come back suddenly.

When the old Yuan entered the kitchen, she looked at Song Qiu and said, "Aqiu, what are you going to do? What are you doing? There are no outsiders here. Just talk about it." She was already curious about what to do.

Song Qiu nodded with a smile, untied a cloth bag of starch, poured it into a large earthen basin, added an appropriate amount of water, and kneaded it with his hands.

"Here, that's it. Let's first add water to the dry starch and mix it evenly until the starch is mashed."

Old Yuan Shi listened and took it with his hands, "This sounds similar to dough! It's easy, okay, milk, your slender arms can't knead dough without milk."

She watched the slurry from the beginning to the end as it settled, settled, and dried into lumps, and now she saw that the dried thing was getting wet and kneaded into mud again, isn't it back to the time before it was not dried? ?
Although it is strange, no one has made anything from this sweet potato before.

Listen to the granddaughter, you are right.

Old Deng agreed to come to help.Not idle, rolled up his sleeves and occupied the second earthen pot, asked Song Qiu to help drain the water, and kneaded it accordingly.

Seeing that they were kneading, and the strength was well controlled, Song Qiu had nothing to worry about, so he went to the stove to light a fire.

To make vermicelli, it is very skillful to fire the fire. The firepower should neither be too large nor too small, and the heat must be mastered.

When the starch is kneaded into a puree, the next step is to beat the gorgon.

This step is crucial and requires strength.

After old Yuan's pot was kneaded out, Song Qiu and her lifted the pot and put it on the stove.
Then take out a special scoop specially made in the blacksmith shop, put the kneaded starch into the scoop, and hit it evenly with force, so that the starch will slowly come out one by one from the small holes left in the scoop, and then fall into it. in the pot.

The old Yuan was surprised, "It looks similar to the cold shrimp we sell when it's hot, but this ladle is harder than the strainer. Look at the strips that are squeezed out, much longer than the cold shrimp, like noodles. It’s thinner than noodles.”

When selling cold prawns, the daily cold prawns were made by Mrs. Yuan. She was very familiar with them, so seeing Song Qiu's beating movements, she was eager to try.

Song Qiu gave her another iron ladle.

When Old Deng's pot was also kneaded out, Song Qiu gave her the scoop in his hand, and started scooping up the powder by himself.

After the extruded starch sticks entered the pot, they were boiled in boiling water, and then they had to be fished out. Song Qiu took the extra long chopsticks that went to Sun’s house to ask Sun Datie to cut them out, and fished out the cooked and shaped vermicelli. Scoop into a large bucket filled with cold water.

The old Yuan and the old Deng beat and squeezed the powder into the pot.
When it was cooked, Song Qiu was in charge of scooping it up, while setting fire to it.

It didn't stop until the starch in the two tile pots kneaded out was cooked into vermicelli.

The two old Yuans then poured new dry starch lumps and added water to mix them vigorously.

Here, after the vermicelli was cooled in the vat for a period of time, Song Qiu took a pair of scissors and scooped the vermicelli into a small bucket and then passed a line of clean water to cut it.

The cut vermicelli had already been shaped and would not stick together, so Song Qiu took it to the backyard. The bamboo poles had been set up in the backyard, and it was the dried chili peppers last time.

Then hang the cut vermicelli on the bamboo pole to dry.

Just dry it.

(End of this chapter)