Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 29 Rice Noodles
"Oh!" Liu Xing thought for a while, then took out ten yuan and handed it to Li Dawei.

It's not that he picks and refuses to give Li Dawei hundreds of dollars on his body, but the current situation is not familiar with Li Dawei after all, so if he gave too much, wouldn't he be a fool?
"Thank you! I'll return it to you when I get back!" Li Dawei turned around excitedly and ran into the emergency ward, but turned back after not running far: "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"Liu Xing, I have rented out the wonton shop in Wangjiachang to open a rice noodle shop. If you want to find me, you can go there!" Liu Xing said with a smile.

"Oh, I got it, I got it!" Li Dawei nodded, seeing a doctor calling him in the emergency ward, he ran away immediately.

Liu Xing did not stay in No. [-] Hospital, but chose to leave directly.

Now he has done what he should do, if Li Dawei's old mother still wants to leave, then he has no other choice, and it's none of his business.

But since they all came to the city, it is natural to get the raw material of rice noodles first, because there is no such thing in the market. As for the others, let's see the situation first.

After all, the urban area in 93 was both familiar and unfamiliar to him. The memory of many places is very blurred, and he has to go to the scene to remember it.

Ye Tian remembered that the place where rice noodles were made was in a small village called Power Plant in the suburbs. After 2000, rice noodles were processed in that area, and it became a large scale.

But now, it is estimated that there are only a few small workshops.

The roads in the suburbs are terrible, full of potholes and mud.

Liu Xing had no choice but to slow down the speed of the motorcycle. If he fell, it would be his bad luck.

About half an hour away, the power plant arrived.

But looking around, Liu Xing did not see the rice noodle workshop.

"Didn't the power plant have a rice noodle workshop in 93?" Liu Xing was a little confused, and was about to leave in disappointment when he saw white excrement water appearing in a large pool.

Directly above the large pond, there is a newly built red brick house. Although it has not been painted, there are many people living in it. on the shelf.

Needless to say, this white item is the rice noodles that Liu Xing needs.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and drove over on his motorcycle.

"What are you doing?" Liu Xing's motorcycle stopped at the gate of the red brick house when it was stopped by a thin, lame middle-aged man.

"What else can I do here? Of course I'm buying rice noodles!" Liu Xing replied angrily.

"I've told you many times that I won't sell one or two catties!" The crippled middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently.

"This business hasn't been done yet, how do you know that I only need a catty or two of rice noodles?" Liu Xing questioned looking at the lame middle-aged man.

"Then how much do you want?" The lame middle-aged man was a little surprised.

"I don't know the specifics. I'm at the market, that is, the market in Qingshi Village, and I plan to open a rice noodle shop. If you go to the market for a day, it will cost at least a hundred catties. If you don't go to the market, it should be half of it!" Liu said Xing sat on the motorcycle and said it unhurriedly.

The lame middle-aged man discovered that Liu Xing was riding a Wuyang Honda motorcycle. Although some places were broken, the brand new appearance could not be concealed, and his contempt for Liu Xing was reduced by more than half.

Seeing that Liu Xing said that he needed hundreds of catties of rice noodles a day, he was taken aback and said with a smile, "Oh! So it's a big customer! Don't worry, the price is absolutely fair, and the quality is absolutely worthless."

"What price?" Liu Xing was not fooled by the lame middle-aged man's flattery, but entered the topic with a light smile.

"Thirty cents a catty, this is the lowest price. If you don't believe me, I can show you the list of other rice noodle shop owners!" The lame middle-aged man said and handed Liu Xing a cigarette, but Liu Xing didn't pick it up. , had to laugh and smoke alone.

"Can you deliver the goods?" Liu Xing didn't care about the price immediately, but asked the most concerned thing.

If he can't deliver the goods, he has to go to the suburbs to buy rice noodles himself every day. This is not a good job, so he must ask clearly before talking.

"No, I can't even be beaten to death, because I am a small rice noodle shop, but I can't afford a motorcycle like Wuyang Honda to deliver goods. As for bicycles, they are slow and can't deliver much!" said the lame middle-aged man. He replied with a wry smile.

"I can't deliver the goods, so the price of your rice noodles is a bit high!" Liu Xing jumped off the motorcycle, walked to the rice noodle stand, and took a closer look at the rice noodles. He saw that the quality was not bad, and there were no more say what.

Rice noodles are strip-shaped and silk-shaped rice products made from rice as raw material through processes such as soaking, cooking, and layering.

Rather than the understanding of the meaning of the word, rice is used as a raw material to grind powdery materials.

Good rice noodles have a flexible texture and are full of elasticity. They are not mushy when boiled in water, and are not easy to break when fried. They are served with various vegetables or soup ingredients for soup or fried. They are smooth and tasty, and are deeply loved by people.

But in remote rural areas, at least before 98, rice noodles for breakfast did not become popular in rural markets, and even if there were rice noodle shops, there were not many of them.

These companies are still half-dead operators, in a state of semi-bankruptcy.

As for the reason, in addition to not mastering the cooking technology of rice noodles, it is more because of not knowing the secret recipe of making the soup base.

And there are no such dishes as capers, pickled crispy radish strips, etc.

As a reborn person, Liu Xing knew the inside story.

As for the rice noodles on the rice noodle shelf in front of me, although they are all machine-processed, the quality is really good, as you can tell from the texture and color.

The lame middle-aged man didn't know that Liu Xing was an expert, he sneered: "It's impossible to deliver the goods, besides, I also know that the road in Qingshi Village is difficult, so let's do it! I think you are also like honesty. For those who do business with me, rice noodles at two cents a catty can't be less."

"Twenty-five cents a catty, I'll order [-] catties of rice noodles with you every day, and double the amount on the day of the market!" Liu Xing stretched out two fingers with a confident expression on his face.

"Twenty-five cents a catty, that's impossible!" The lame middle-aged man said, turned and left.

Liu Xing smiled, sat on the motorcycle and waited.

Although rice noodles are processed from rice, they are much cheaper than rice. As a reborn person, he knows this very well, because the water content of rice noodles is about 50.00% higher than that of rice. For materials, based on the current price of about five or six cents a catty for rice, the wholesale price of rice noodles is at most twenty-five to thirty cents.

And if the sales volume is large at this price, it will definitely make a lot of money.

So he wasn't worried at all.

as predicted.

Seeing that Liu Xing didn't catch up with him, the lame middle-aged man froze and stopped. He paused for three seconds before turning around and saying, "Did you find out about the wholesale price of my rice noodles somewhere? Eat to death?"

(End of this chapter)