Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 132 Soy Sauce Begins

Having been tricked by Yu Zeming, I really wanted to slap myself in the face, I was deceived many times by Yu Zeling's "serious" demeanor.

Not long memory!
Whoops...his little heart, his chestnut chicken!

Distressed.

"No, eat it quickly. If Yu Zeling finds it delicious, he will definitely come back and grab it."

Yu Zeming used his fastest speed to lock the door, all three locks fell, and went into the house to eat chicken.

When he ate that bite of chestnut chicken, his heart ached even more.

So much has been allocated.

On the other side, Yu Zeling took the chestnut chicken and returned to the old house. He lived with his father, Yu Lao, who also judged poetry.

"Come back and tell your brother."

"Tell me, he'll do it."

Yu Zeling raised the insulation box in his hand and shook it at the old man.

Yu Lao asked clearly: "Is it a trick again?"

"Well, Xiao Ming's reaction is much faster. He probably knew about it as soon as I got on the aircraft."

"Hehe... You two have been like this since childhood, and you are not tired of it."

Yu Zeling put the chestnut chicken on the table and said: "I am training his anti-fraud thinking, and there is still room for improvement."

"Do you eat?"

Mr. Yu put down the piece of paper in his hand, and it was Nian Shutong's poem written on it. He read it repeatedly, and always felt that there was still a second half.

"Hey, even if your brother reacts slowly, his mouth is very tricky."

Yu Zeling opened the chestnut chicken, the moment the aroma came out, he regretted it, he should eat it outside.

"Brat! Take the chopsticks!"

Yu Lao understood Yu Zeling's small thoughts at a glance, but when Yu Zeling came back with chopsticks.

"Dad, you're a respectable person after all, isn't it good to steal food with your hands?"

"Nonsense! I washed my hands. And I ate it above board."

While arguing, the two ate a portion of chestnut chicken.

Finally, the number of the store and the link to the live broadcast came, and there were two more people who entered the pit.

This night passed quickly.

The next day, Nian Shutong started to prepare miso and soy sauce.

Make the miso first, a little easier.

All the people in the cabin stayed behind, even the father and son of the Wang family who went to dry the salt did not go there.

They were going to sell a batch of fine salt today, and when they were sold out, they all stayed to help Nian Shutong make the sauce.

The first batch of fine salt was sold for 50 catties, [-] star coins per [-] grams, and a total of [-] star coins for [-] catties of fine salt.

When Shutong calculated the price back then, she was a little trembling, and she finally saw the money back.

After communicating with Yan's family, they gave half of the advance payment first, and paid the other half after receiving the goods.

Nian Shutong is not worried about the Yan family's repudiation. One is that she will let people know that such behavior is wrong, and the other is that if the business is so short-sighted, it will not go far.

After the fine salt was delivered, a group of people, led by Nian Shutong, started pounding the sauce.

Each person has a stone pestle, and in the hollowed out stone, beat the good soybeans until they are sticky.

After this step is over, start to smash the sauce cubes, breaking the sticky soybeans into a solid cube with thin top and thick bottom.

This step is not accessible to everyone.

The ones who did the best were actually Fu Yunhe and the rubble.

As for Haha and Nian Shutong, as long as the two fall, they will inevitably disperse and become a pool of mud.

sparsely smashed.

Nian Shutong simply took Haha to make soy sauce. People must be self-aware, knowing that they can't do it, it's not smart.

After drying the beans, sprinkling wheat flour, cultivating bacteria in the shade until the hair becomes sticky, adding salt water, drying the sauce, turning the sauce, etc., you will slowly get soy sauce.

Everything takes time, needs to wait.

This waits until the day when the results of the poetry selection will be made.

(End of this chapter)