Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Xie Liuyan and Jiang Xiaobai looked at each other and then nodded.

"Mr. Liu, I've thought about it." Xie Liuyan's face turned red and her eyes were firm.

"I've thought about it too." After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, he grinned and added, "Qi Sanshan, who was speechless, asked.

"Sanshan, what do you think?"

"I do." Qi Sanshan looked at Liu Qingcao and finally nodded.

Liu Qingcao frowned slightly and looked at Qi Sanshan. He said he was willing, not that he had thought about it.

He hasn't thought about it yet, or he doesn't want to.

Liu Qingcao raised her eyebrows and said in a clear and gentle voice, "Sanshan, if you don't think about it, you can stay here for now. When you think about it later, it won't be too late to go."

Liu Qingcao didn't want to force anyone. She was just the initiator, not the decision-maker. She hoped that they would all make decisions based on their hearts.

Qi Sanshan raised his eyes and looked at Liu Qingcao. For some reason, he always felt that the Liu Qingcao in front of him looked very much like the 21 woman. She was wise and gentle...

Seeing that he was distracted, Liu Qingcao waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"Sanshan, what's wrong?" Liu Qingcao asked with concern.

"Mr. Liu, I've made up my mind, I'll go to the county seat." Qi Sanshan came to his senses and made his choice.

Although he couldn't meet Wei Sheng and the others in the county town, she needed her, so that was his choice.

"Then you prepare today, we will set off early tomorrow morning." Seeing that there was no confusion on his face, Liu Qingcao started to make arrangements.

Opening a medical clinic in the county town was something Liu Qingcao had wanted to do for a long time, but he didn't have free time, and the students from Baijia Private School hadn't finished studying pharmacology, so he had been putting it off until now.

The three of them are young and have not studied medicine for a long time, but they are extremely talented and it is not impossible for them to start working early.

Liu Qingcao had looked at the shop that was used as a medical clinic in the dental shop, but he was not very satisfied with it. After thinking about it at home these past few days, Liu Qingcao decided to free up the tea pavilion and porcelain shop in his hand and combine them into one. Into a medical center.

Once the two shops are opened, the area will be 250 square meters, which can accommodate beds and medicinal materials.

I just want to make money, but I’m afraid it’s not as easy as a vegetable shop.

Liu Qingcao remembered that Zhou Xiuyun mentioned to her that the Yuezao Grain Store had encountered trouble at the beginning. At that time, Gan Changsu was still in office, and those people finally gave up their intention to suppress it. However, recently, those people have become a little more ready to take action.

Even a small or medium-sized grain store is hated by others, so I'm afraid her medical clinic will never go away.

When Liu Qingcao thought of being targeted and suppressed, she felt secretly worried.

There is no point in worrying now. This medical center will not be opened in a short while. The reason why Qi Sanshan and the others are allowed to go there now is just to conduct free clinics on the streets. When the time is right, they can then transfer to the medical center for treatment.

After letting the three of them leave the medicine warehouse and go to the lecture hall, Liu Qingcao then went to the factory shed. A lot of things were processed in the factory shed these days, and she planned to stop for a few days.

After all, people have been eating these preserved eggs, sausages and bacon for a while, and most of them are already a little tired of them. Moreover, there are not too many materials to make these. She has to let the raw materials slow down before starting work.

When there are a lot of shipments, she will sell them to business travelers at the dock, but these times are rare. Most of the time, the goods can only supply the needs of Qianfeng Town and Xin County.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingcao went to the office to find Wu Zhi.

"Brother Wu." Liu Qingcao raised his hand and knocked on the office door, shouting in passing.

Wu Zhi heard the sound, put down the book and opened the door.

"Qingcao, are you here to pick up the goods today?" Wu Zhi welcomed the person in, holding a cup and pouring water in one go.

"Brother Wu, I don't want to take the goods."

Liu Qingcao drank water and spoke helplessly.

"I see that Brother Xiong and the others are taking longer and longer to collect eggs these days. I thought I would slow down and wait ten days and a half before collecting eggs. We can take advantage of this time to make something else."

Wu Zhi originally wanted to persuade him, but when he heard that there were other things to do, he immediately shut up. Liu Qingcao was right. Recently, the amount of eggs collected was getting worse day by day, and Xiong Wu and the others were also running farther and farther away. But the final results were not very good.

It would be great if there is something new to do and to take a break.

"Qingcao, please tell me carefully, and I will make arrangements next." Wu Zhi's eyes lit up as he asked.

Liu Qingcao smiled and took out the paper prepared in his hand.

"Take a look first and ask me if you don't understand anything."

"Row."

Wu Zhi picked up the paper and looked at the words and pictures on it, and his mouth opened in shock.

He had never eaten this thing before, but that didn't stop him from looking forward to it. However, looking at the ingredients written on the paper, he didn't agree with it.

"Qingcao, I'm afraid this thing needs a lot of oil, right?" Wu Zhi pointed to the word "oil" on the paper and spoke hesitantly.

Liu Qingcao took a look and shook his head, "Brother Wu, if you do this according to what I wrote above, it won't waste much fuel."

"How come it doesn't use oil?" Wu Zhi thought about the shortbread dough, which was full of oil after one bite, and he shook his head.

"I've tried it several times at home, and it really doesn't cost much fuel. Just follow what Brother Wu does." Liu Qingcao didn't explain much. She said it would be better to see Wu Zhi in person if he broke his throat.

"That's OK, I'll make arrangements right away."

Wu Zhi nodded, got up and walked out. He stopped again when he reached the door. He looked at Liu Qingcao, thought for a while, and felt that he still had to ask about this matter.

"Qingcao, there isn't much vegetable oil in the grocery store now. Can lard be used?"

Liu Qingcao shook his head without thinking. It's not impossible to fry the lard-fried buns, but when the buns get cold, the oil attached to them will solidify. It's not that good, so you still have to use vegetable oil.

It's just that there isn't much vegetable oil in the grocery store, so this is really difficult to handle.

"Brother Wu, go and prepare first. The fried buns haven't been sold yet, and we don't know what the results will be. If they sell well, it won't be too late for us to find a way."

Liu Qingcao said so, but she already had a way to deal with it in her heart.

When Wu Zhi heard what Liu Qingcao said, he went directly outside to arrange things without any ink.

The process of frying steamed buns is very simple, but if you want to discover the entire process of making steamed bun slices, you still need to explore.

Liu Qingcao was not too worried about this. There was a reason why she chose to make steamed buns.

Half an hour later, Wu Zhi arranged everything and walked into the office to find Liu Qingcao to take charge.

"It's all arranged, Qingcao." "Okay, let's go over and take a look."

Liu Qingcao nodded and walked out of the office, followed closely by Wu Zhi.

When they arrived at the place, Liu Qingcao saw two buckets of white-faced steamed buns and black-faced steamed buns.

"Sister-in-law Chunhua, first slice the steamed bun into finger-thick slices." Liu Qingcao washed her hands, picked up a steamed bun and handed it to Wang Chunhua.

Wang Chunhua said nothing and took the steamed bun directly and started cutting it with a knife. Liu Qingcao looked at it and nodded repeatedly.

"Sister-in-law Chunhua's knife skills are good, and each slice is of the same thickness." Wang Chunhua cut well, and Liu Qingcao praised it without hesitation, which made Wang Chunhua, who was slicing, pause in her hand, and then blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm used to it. The sisters-in-law standing here can do it too, so it's nothing." Wang Chunhua cut the buns and put down the kitchen knife and said modestly.

"Then you still have the ability." Liu Qingcao smiled slightly and picked up the steamed bun slices, "Let's get started."

After saying that, Liu Qingcao picked up the oil tube and poured oil into the pot. A tube of oil weighed three kilograms, and she poured it all into the pot without shaking her hands.

"..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then became extremely anxious.

"Qingcao, you, this is taking too much oil, I can't do it, start beating more quickly." Wang Chunhua felt pain in her heart and eyes, and hurriedly went to find an iron spoon to add oil.

"Yes, Qingcao, this oil is expensive, so you can't use it like this."

"Green grass, you"

Liu Qingcao saw that their faces were turning red and quickly explained.

"Sisters-in-law, don't worry. I know it well. Just watch it. When the steamed buns are ready, you will definitely think it's worth it."

"This, that's okay, let's learn, Qingcao, you do it." Wang Chunhua looked at Wu Zhi and shook his head at them, no longer puckered his lips to persuade, and quietly taught Liu Qingcao.

"Sister-in-law Chunhua, just make a small fire."

Liu Qingcao poured cold water into a large basin, took out two tablespoons of salt and put it into the water. Then he took off the fence hanging on the wall and stirred it in the basin.

When the salt melted in the water, Liu Qingcao, under the watchful eyes of everyone, picked up the cut steamed bun slices and poured them into the prepared salt water. In just two seconds, Liu Qingcao picked them up with the fence and controlled the water a few times. Pour them into a pot with [-]% oil temperature.

Wu Zhi watched the steamed bun slices being put into the pot and sizzling in the oil pan, and couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth.

I'm so worth it!

Wang Chunhua looked at the pot of steamed bun slices, which were so oily that she wanted to say something or not. She was sweating all over, and the others stared at them, screaming in their hearts.

Liu Qingcao saw the distressed expressions on their faces, smiled, said nothing, and turned over the steamed buns with a shovel.

After the steamed bun slices were fried until golden brown on both sides, Liu Qingcao said to Wang Chunhua:

"Sister-in-law Chunhua, calm down."

"Hey, come on." Wang Chunhua lowered her body, took out the burning firewood with the tongs, and then covered most of the flames with ashes.

As soon as the fire subsided, Liu Qingcao picked up the dry fence, quickly scooped up the fried steamed buns and poured them into the empty basin.

The sound of the steamed bun slices being poured into the empty plate makes people feel crispy and refreshing.

Liu Qingcao took out a small porcelain bottle while the oil was hot. In the porcelain bottle was the garlic water she pounded.

She wants to make three flavors of steamed bun slices. The first one is only salty, the second one is mainly garlic flavor, and the third one is mainly spicy.

"Brother Wu, bring me the empty basin."

"it is good."

Wu Zhi brought the basin, and Liu Qingcao poured the salt water into the empty basin. After pouring it, he stopped and added the garlic water, and then repeated the previous operation.

In less than three-quarters of an hour, the three pots of steamed buns were all ready. They were all different in color, flavor, and taste, but they made everyone's mouth full.

"You, look in the pot." Wang Chunhua came back from the fragrance and looked at the oil in the pot in disbelief.

"What's going on? After frying so many steamed bun slices, why is there no shortage of oil in the pot?" It's not that Wu Zhi doesn't go into the kitchen at home. He knows that frying things consumes oil, but today's fried steamed bun slices are full of oil. , he felt that this was too rare.

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't seen this before."

Everyone was talking to each other, but no one could explain it.

Liu Qingcao is funny. In fact, this is not a secret. The key to making steamed buns without using oil lies in water.

The steamed bun slices are dipped in seasoned water, which will have a little base flavor and taste better. Moreover, the dipped in water can prevent the inhalation of a large amount of vegetable oil, and will not fry quickly when fried. Such steamed bun slices taste better. Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, but not too greasy.

"Everyone, try it and see how it tastes." Liu Qingcao picked up a piece of spicy steamed bun and put it into his mouth. The crispy skin made a crackling sound in his mouth, making everyone swallow their saliva.

"It's deep-fried. The sound makes you want to eat it." Wu Zhi laughed, picked up a piece and ate it unceremoniously.

His eyes lit up as soon as he took it into his mouth. After deep-fried steamed buns, how can you still taste the taste of steamed buns? This is a fried steamed bun.

"Everyone, try it, don't just watch." Liu Qingcao was very satisfied after finishing a piece. He looked up and saw everyone watching eagerly. He twitched the corner of his mouth and greeted with a smile.

"It looks delicious. I have to taste it to see if it tastes the way I thought it would."

"I'll try it too, man, this steamed bun slice has attracted all the greedy people." Wang Chunhua couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth. The others also started to take advantage of it.

"good to eat!"

"It's so fragrant. It's as good as deep-fried. It's just different."

"It's fragrant, crispy, and spicy. I want to eat it again."

Liu Qingcao watched everyone's reactions and nodded with satisfaction.

"We all share these, and after we finish we start frying the next pot."

"Everyone, hurry up and get back to work after eating." Wu Zhi laughed and picked up another piece, chewing it with his eyes closed.

On this day, until dusk, the air outside the factory shed was still filled with the fragrance of various pastries. This fragrance made Liu Kaifu and a group of people working nearby gulp down their saliva. Finally, after longing for it, it was finally time to finish work.

Liu Qingcao looked at their greedy looks and generously gave Liu Kaifu a piece of steamed buns, asking him to distribute them to the craftsmen who were building the houses.