Don't panic in farming, I have a farming system

Chapter 12 The Birth of the Cooking Technique of Stir-fry
Bai Liyan didn't understand, since wheat flour can also make money, why did she insist on doing so?
"You think, we sell wheat flour, and they don't know what it is, and they don't know how to eat it, so how can they buy it? Right?

But if we make it well and tell them that they can cook it in the pot after buying it, they will find it easy and more people will buy it! "

With Hou Yongqing's explanation, Bailiyan immediately felt that it made sense.

"Okay, I'll make the dough for you, and you'll do the rest. You'll earn [-] cents, right? You two and I eight!"

"No, I'm eight and you two!"

Hou Yongqing found that the man next to him was also a bit treacherous and dark-bellied, but if he had to make a face-to-face meeting, he would have to take the lead, so how could it be possible.

"Take a step back, five to five points, be fair!"

"That's not okay, you're just making noodles, why should I take as much as I do, I have to grind wheat into flour, and go to the streets to do business, and I have put in more effort than you!"

Hou Yongqing expressed his dissatisfaction with his hands on his hips.

In fact, she can also make noodles, but she just doesn't want to expose her skill in front of acquaintances. Besides, she must use force to make noodles. The bowls at home are too brittle, and she can't stand her rattling.

Bailiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I can also grind the wheat for you, and knead the noodles for you, and you can do the rest. We won't lose fifty to five points!"

Hou Yongqing's painful eyebrows were all wrinkled together, and there was another person who shared her money, it really killed her!
"Wait, aren't you going to the street? Then..."

If you don't sell it on the street, she has the final say.

Bailiyan seemed to be able to see through her at a glance, and immediately interrupted her, "Of course you have to do business, and you have to calculate the portion at home, and you have to get back how much you sell!"

When Hou Yongqing heard that he blocked her back, he immediately folded his arms and said, "Then you have to go to the street to do it with me, and we both know how much we sell!"

"Going to the streets is impossible!"

It would be nice for him to condescend to stay and give her a shot, and you want him to go out to the streets to do business?That's absolutely not okay.

"why?"

Hou Yongqing doesn't understand, he is willing to cook, why can't he go to the street?
"Oh, is it because you are afraid of having enemies chasing you, so you are afraid of showing your face? You are not afraid, just cover your face!"

Bailiyan: ...

Is he that shameless?Still need to cover your face?
"Ahem, it's not okay to cover up, this matter is not negotiable!"

Bailiyan still refused.

Hou Yongqing was discouraged, this stubborn thing, how can she do it alone if she doesn't go to the street, if no one buys the noodles, she can't consider implementing the second plan, but the second plan just needs someone to help, he It is the most suitable candidate.

After thinking about it, she deliberately threw an olive branch, "Bai Yan, have you finished reading my two books?"

Bailiyan glanced at her, secretly wondering what she was up to, but still nodded, "It's over!"

"Have you never seen those two books?"

"I've never heard of it!" Bailiyan said truthfully.

He has always loved reading and studying, whether it is medical books, history books, or military books, he can read it, but he has never read such a book on farming that is related to people's livelihood.

"Then do you like to watch it?" Hou Yongqing was persuasive.

"Hey, I like it!" There is no book that he doesn't like to read, as long as he can learn something!

"Then how about I give you those two books?"

"Then thank you very much!" Bailiyan thanked heartily.

"If you accept it, you have to set up a stall with me on the street!"

"Then I don't want it anymore!" He memorized the contents of those two books, and it didn't matter if he wanted it or not.

Seeing that he was so cunning, Hou Yongqing was so angry that his teeth were itchy. If he had known, he would not have shown it to him. He must have written it down!

But in an instant, she had a flash of inspiration, and said to him, "Then I have other books at home, do you want to read them?"

Bailiyan froze. She did say that her grandma left a box of books, so the other books must be good.

The most important thing is that since those books are her family's heirlooms, she must be able to see some clues of her ancestors from them.

Thinking of this, he was moved.

"Are you willing to lend it to me?" Bailiyan looked at her suspiciously.

"It's okay to lend it to you, you have to go to the street with me to set up a stall!" Hou Yongqing was in a good mood when he saw that he was about to take the bait.

"It's fine to set up a stall with you, but I can give you my share of the reward!"

"That won't work! I need someone's hands, I can't do it alone!"

Hearing what she said, Bailiyan understood.

"That's fine!" Bailiyan stretched out his hand towards her.

"what?"

"Didn't you say lend me the book? Bring it!"

"Cough ~ you have to go to the street with me to set up a stall first, you read books quickly, I will show you, what should you do if you quit?" Hou Yongqing took a step back and shook his head, she had to keep a hand.

Bailiyan couldn't help grinding his teeth, does he look so unreliable?

"Then let's make an agreement. Let's set up a stall together tomorrow morning. You don't need a penny. I'll show you the books at home!"

Hou Yongqing quickly made arrangements, and then concentrated on grinding wheat to prepare for tomorrow.

Hearing what she said, Bailiyan's hair was full of black lines. He wanted to say that her whole family was not as dark as her alone, and he wanted to use him as a white labor after using a few books?
An unscrupulous profiteer!
For the sake of the treasure book at her house, he endured it first, quickly ate the noodles in his hand, and Bailiyan went back to the house directly.

For a whole afternoon, Hou Yongqing ground a lot of wheat flour, and then found a clean sack to pack it.

Then he washed the peppers and garlic sprouts he picked in the morning, and when he was thinking about what to do, Hou Wenliang and Hou Zhongyi came back, holding a hare and a pheasant in their hands.

Hou Yongqing was overjoyed when he saw it, and was worried that there was no food, so her father and grandfather brought it back.

As soon as the two came back, Tie Lihua took them into the house and cleaned them up. She didn't care about this and continued to work in the kitchen.

She killed the pheasant first, then boiled a pot of hot water, plucked the chicken, and took the internal organs.

Just as he was about to boil chicken oil and stir-fry vegetables, Bailiyan suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing?"

Hou Yongqing shook his hand in shock, remembering that the cooking technique of frying has not yet existed in this era, and it is really out of date for him to do so.

"Well, I read that there is a word for stir-frying in the book, how do you do it?"

She deliberately scratched her head, as if she didn't understand anything.

Bai Liyan said kindly, "The oil is extracted from animals and plants, and then the food can be rolled in the oil when it is hot, and it can be fished out when it is ripe. This is frying!"

"Then... how to do it?"

Hou Yongqing handed him the processed chicken.

Bailiyan couldn't help but wonder, "You really don't understand? Then how do you know the words sugarcane and stir-fry?"

"I don't know all the words, I only know a little, hehehe!" Hou Yongqing grinned at Bailiyan with his big white teeth.

Seeing her laugh, Bailiyan got goosebumps all over his body for no reason.

He shook, added firewood to the bottom of the pot and lit it, then washed his hands to find the chicken fat, and threw it into the pot to boil.

When the chicken fat is burnt, the chicken fat is also ready, but only a little bit.

"Next, let's fry a meat dish, how about just fried chicken nuggets?" Hou Yongqing suggested while dicing the chicken, leaving only the chicken legs, wings and heads.

After cutting it, Hou Yongqing gave some of the diced chicken to Bai Liyan and motioned him to fry it.

Bailiyan didn't make a sound, just fished out the excess oil and kept a little, when the oil was hot, he threw the diced chicken in and stir-fried. Hou Yongqing took the opportunity to throw in the chopped garlic and chili all at once.

After seeing Hou Yongqing quickly throw a very familiar thing into it, Bailiyan felt that his whole body was not well.

(End of this chapter)