Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 33
Liu Qingcao pressed her fingerprints and put away the document with a smile.

Now, she has a total of three documents in hand, and three dividends in January. Before the two documents started, she had already foreseen that a lot of money was beckoning to herself.

"Qingcao, we are also planning to open a family in the county, and by then, you will be considered a well-to-do rich man." Ge Hongshan stroked his beard and laughed.

"Uncle Gerrard was joking, I can only be regarded as a little rich, far from rich." Liu Qingcao said.

Although this town is not as good as the county seat, there are still a lot of rich families, which she still understands.

Because of disasters and wars, many wealthy people moved out to escape the blows of the above. In the past one or two years, the above policies have eased, and most people have moved back, but there are still some people. , fell in love with living this kind of comfortable life, and settled down here.

"Qingcao is so young, so smart and capable, sooner or later he will earn a fortune. Uncle Gerrard is very accurate at judging people."

What Ge Hongshan said was not a joke, since she came to sell potatoes, he understood that this girl is promising, otherwise they wouldn't have the cooperation in the future.

Liu Qingcao smiled, didn't answer the question, but mentioned something else instead.

"Gerber, I have written a recipe for grilled fish for you. Each type of fish has a slightly different texture and taste. Please see if you use one type of fish or different types of fish."

"I'm going to the town to buy a few more today and see how the taste is. If there's too much difference, I'll sell them at a different price."

Liu Qingcao smiled and said nothing. She understood what Ge Hongshan was thinking. If there was a big difference, she would sell them separately, and she would buy the cheapest fish for cooking. In this era, there are not many people who eat fish, so naturally they sell fish. just less.

If you want a fishmonger with a stable daily supply, it is actually a bit difficult to find, but she doesn't need to worry about this. Ge Hongshan knows countless people, so naturally there are plenty of ways.

After Liu Qingcao left the prescription, she went out to the medical hall. In the medical hall, she bought not only the usual spices, but also some quicklime and a large amount of saltpeter.

Both of these are not cheap, but it is troublesome to use plant ash instead of quicklime to make cold tofu. Liu Qingcao thinks it is simpler, even if it is expensive, she will do it.

But if it was used to sow the fields to repel insects, she refused. If such a large field had to be sown, all the medical centers and pharmacies in the town would not be enough. She would not be the kind of person who has too much money to burn.

For her now, she did a good job of digging the soil and burning the ground in the early stage, and then used firewood ash to repel insect pests later. After such a few lines of defense, the effect is enough.

After visiting the medical center, Liu Qingcao went to other places and bought vegetables, fabrics, eggs, big roosters, pork, food and seasonings, and finally she bought a basket of red beans.

Back home, Liu Qingcao non-stop began to wash the pig offal, stew the pig offal, boil the red beans, knead the noodles, and cook in time for lunch.

When things were almost busy, Liu Qingcao took out a piece of braised pig's trotter and started to eat it with the dipping sauce.

After eating the trotters, I felt full in my stomach. Liu Qingcao washed her hands, went to the kitchen and poured all the boiled red beans into the pot, put sucrose in and stir-fried, waited for the red beans and sugar to fully blend, and then removed them. The fire in the stove hole, continue to stir fry for a while, and the red bean paste is ready.

"Well, it's not bad. If it is fried with rock sugar or white sugar, it will taste better."

Liu Qingcao picks up a little bit with chopsticks and puts it in his mouth. The bean paste is sweet but not greasy, and has a faint fragrance of sucrose.

After the bean paste was fried, Liu Qingcao filled most of the bean paste in the pot and stored it in a clean earthen jar.

Some bean paste left in the pot is used to make red bean paste bread.

After the red bean paste was packed, Liu Qingcao took a look at the face that was waking up. The weather is hot and the waking up is fast, so it is just right to take it out for use.

Liu Qingcao took the noodles out of the basin and began to knead them. After kneading, she divided the huge dough into small batches for later use.

She used up the red bean paste in the pot and took it out, which was a big bowl, enough for bread to be filled.

She used a rolling pin to roll the small pieces of medicine into even thin strips, greased them with oil, and placed them neatly on the chopping board.

The rolled thin strips are put on red bean paste, rolled up and placed in a greased baking dish.

One plate was loaded, and another plate was loaded.

"Fortunately, the two kilns have been fired, and they can be baked at the same time. Just wait, you will have something to eat at night."

After Liu Qingcao finished these, she clapped her hands and walked into the house with her hips akimbo.

Lying on the bed, she couldn't help thinking about the past. She was poor when she was a child, and the village was also poor, but she was not lazy and had no money to study, so she went to help the rich old man next door dig, weed, plant, and harvest. crops for payment.

The old man was born and raised in busy farming, and he saved food and money to support the family's son. Finally, he went back to his hometown to take the old man to live in the city, but he came back not long after.

The old man told her that life in the city was good, but he was not used to it, so he insisted on coming back.

The son looked at the old man, sitting alone on the sofa in a daze every day, feeling unhappy, and finally sent the old man back.

He would come back to see the old man every month, and would also buy things and give him money.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingcao smiled.

In fact, the old man gave her most of those things to eat, and now she thinks those things are the best she has ever eaten in her life.

Later, relying on labor and donations, she was finally admitted to a general high school. Occasionally, she would go back to help the old man with work and chat during holidays.

It's been a long time, and I don't know when, I got along with the old man like relatives.

After finishing high school and the first half year of college, she went back to visit the old man on vacation, and found that his house was empty, without even a pot for cooking.

She stood in the yard for a long, long time until it was dark before she returned home.

She knew that the old man was gone...

Later, she seldom went back. When she was free, she took a part-time job to earn tuition and living expenses. She worked four jobs a day. When the school started, she paid the money, and she still had some money left.

Anyway, she was poor at that time, and everyone in the dormitory could eat and drink as much as she wanted. She couldn’t do it. If she wanted to eat something, she went to that shop to work part-time. In this way, she also ate a lot and she could eat without money. I also learned a lot of things more or less.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know these things.

Liu Qingcao looked at the roof and smiled. She was very grateful for everything she had experienced, whether it was hard or tiring, it was all gain. Of course, because of what she had experienced, she had the ability to survive in this world.

"The bean paste bread is ready." Liu Qingcao estimated the time to get up, walked towards the kiln, opened the kiln, and saw that the bread was fluffy, so she took bamboo tongs and took them out.

When the bread was taken out, she spread a layer of honey on it with a brush, then took it in and baked it for a few minutes with the residual heat.

Ten minutes later, Liu Qingcao took them out again to let them cool down, she kept one piece, and put the rest in a sealed box, so that when Liu Jiangbei came back from his holiday, he would have something to eat.

After the bread was baked, it was already late, and she ate casually for lunch, and she didn't want to bother at night. After eating a piece of bread, she didn't feel full, so she went to the stewed meat and took a marinated egg into her stomach.

"Well, it's enough to be seven to eighty percent full. I'll eat something else when I'm hungry later. Let's work first."

Liu Qingcao wiped off the residue from the corners of her mouth, washed her hands, and started to work.

Liu Qingcao was busy until dark before finishing the goods for tomorrow. There was nothing to do this day, but she was not idle.

After washing, Liu Qingcao went to the tile-roofed house in the dark, took off her clothes, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)