After marrying the toughest guy in the village, I got rich from supermarkets

Ye Wangshu was stunned when the village head succeeded in this question.

In her previous life, although she devoted herself to researching medical skills, she was fortunate to have seen how to process sweet potato starch.But it is easy to make starch, but how to process it into vermicelli and vermicelli is difficult for her.

In this day and age, there are simply no machines for making potato flour and sweet potato flour.

Seeing that Ye Wangshu didn't speak for a long time, the village chief frowned slightly and asked curiously: "Is this the same as grinding wheat into flour and then making noodles?"

Ye Wangshu pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "It's not the same, let's do this, the village chief! I'll do some research first, and I'll go find you when I'm done."

"Hey!"

With Ye Wangshu's guarantee, the village chief's heart was slightly relaxed.

But he still didn't dare to let his guard down, and continued to run around looking for someone to buy potatoes and sweet potatoes in the village.

As soon as he got home, Ye Wangshu buried himself in the kitchen.

After peeling the potatoes, wash them, and then rub them into shreds with a scouring board, and then Ye Wangshu chopped them into pieces.

Then Ye Wangshu found a clean steaming cloth to hug the chopped potato dregs, soaked it in a basin filled with clean water, and then processed the sweet potatoes.

Treat sweet potatoes in exactly the same way as potatoes.

After waiting for nearly an hour, Ye Wangshu began to rub the potatoes through the steaming cloth.

Part of the potato starch is soaked in water, and after vigorous rubbing, the potato starch blends with water.

Ye Wangshu took out the steaming cloth when the potatoes wrapped in the steaming cloth were reduced to dregs.

The next thing to do is to wait quietly, waiting for the potato starch to settle in the basin.

Ye Wangshu processed the sweet potatoes in the same way.

After a long time, all the starch sank in the basin, Ye Wangshu poured out the clear water, and took them out to dry.

The sun is just right now, and it dries up before night.

Ye Wangshu struck while the iron was hot, took part of the potato starch and clear water, mixed well, added boiling water, and then stirred with chopsticks.

When it was stirred into a transparent paste, Ye Wangshu added more potato starch.

When the potato starch turned milky white, Ye Wangshu added a little salt to taste.

Seeing the sticky potato powder, Ye Wangshu was stunned.

I don't know whether what I did is right or wrong.

After boiling a pot of boiling water, Ye Wangshu took out the potato starch paste with a spoon in one hand and poured it into the colander in the other hand.

Seeing the strips of potato flour falling into the pot, the corners of Ye Wangshu's lips raised slightly, but the movements of his hands remained unchanged.

After a long time, Ye Wangshu rubbed his sore wrist, looking down at the potato flour in the pot.

After all the potato flour floated up, Ye Wangshu put the potato flour into the cold water to rest.

Looking back at the sweet potato starch, Ye Wangshu didn't want to wait until tomorrow, so he called Zhou's mother over.

Although Zhou's mother didn't know what Ye Wangshu was up to, she didn't question it.

Ye Wangshu asked her to help and she helped.

The two cooperated, without Ye Wangshu making the soup ladle in one hand and the colander in the other hand, the speed was much faster, and it was not as tiring as before.

"Wangshu! Are these noodles?" Mother Zhou frowned slightly, looking at the potato flour and sweet potato flour, very puzzled.

It's like noodles, but she always thinks it's not.

"Mom, these are potato flour and sweet potato flour. I promised the village chief to research. Although there are some differences in thickness, it was also successful."

With excitement on his face, Ye Wangshu started to make ingredients.

"Mom, let's eat simpler today, so let's adjust these!"

Ye Wangshu was already very tired, making it difficult for her to do other things.

Fortunately, the amount of sweet potato flour and potato flour is enough, and the taste is not bad.

"Does that mean we have to call the village chief?" Zhou's mother was very excited when she heard that Ye Wangshu was trying to find a way for the village.

Just looking at Ye Wangshu's tired face, I couldn't help feeling distressed.

"This is similar to making cold dishes!?" Zhou's mother took the knife from Ye Wangshu's hand, and then said, "You rest and ask my little sister to go to the village chief's house."

"Almost, just adjust it according to your favorite taste."

Ye Wangshu's heart warmed up, so he went out to call Zhou Xiaohong.

Zhou Xiaohong has a very good impression of Ye Wangshu these days because she went to the city to learn how to cut hair.As soon as Ye Wangshu finished speaking, Zhou Xiaohong went out.

The village chief was eating, and when he saw Zhou Xiaohong coming to look for him, he immediately left his job and went to Zhou's house.

Looking at the prepared potato flour and sweet potato flour, the village chief's eyes lit up.

"This is the potato flour and sweet potato flour you mentioned? You succeeded?"

Ye Wangshu nodded, but frowned slightly, "The method I use is simple, and I can only cook one or two meals. If you want to make more, you have to find a way."

"It's better than nothing, Wang Shu! Uncle believes in you, you will definitely be able to research it."

The village chief patted Ye Wangshu on the shoulder earnestly, and then sat down following Ye Wangshu's guidance.

When the potato flour and sweet potato flour were eaten into his mouth, the village chief's eyes lit up, "This is too delicious!"

Both fans received good reviews, and Ye Wangshu was instantly confident.

"Wang Shu, what do you think of the noodle making machine? It's the one that makes the noodles. The dough is fine, but it doesn't make sense to make the flour paste. Let's make the flour paste firmer. It should be fine, right?"

Seeing that Ye Wangshu was frowning, Zhou's mother reminded her.

"It's hard to say, but you can try."

Ye Wangshu was afraid that the flour paste would be too sticky, and not only would the noodles not come out, but the noodle press would also be destroyed.

As expected, there is no way to press it at all, but due to gravity, the vermicelli will fall down.It is okay to add too much powder, but this ratio needs to be carefully adjusted.

Ye Wangshu regained his energy in an instant, and decided to take a two-pronged approach.

I found someone to make a large drain net and put it on the pot to drip the sticky powder.In addition, use a noodle machine, and see which one you like more in the back.

After the potato flour was cooked, put it in cold water to cool it down. After that, Ye Wangshu arranged them and took them out to dry.

The method was already in place, and the village chief immediately called a meeting of the whole village.

Although everyone was full of doubts, but with the village head taking the lead, and this year's harvest was really bad, many people were willing to follow suit.

In the beginning, no one dared to do too much.

It wasn't until the first household made the finished product that everyone agreed that the potato flour and sweet potato flour were delicious before starting to look at the production.

The village chief was full of hope, and with a thought, he was ready to go to the city to submit his expression.

After all, to sell potato flour and sweet potato flour, you must have a formal certificate.

It's just that after the village chief put up the application, the people above didn't pay attention to the look of a small village at all.

Therefore, the village chief did not reply to the application for a long time.

Ye Wangshu didn't want to be idle either. One day she had a whim, and felt that it would be too difficult for the villagers to go to the city to buy pastries if they wanted them, so she might as well resell them.

Although she can make some pastries herself, they are not as delicious and delicious as the pastries in the city.

Just do it, Ye Wangshu went straight into the city.

But she hit a wall one after another, and no pastry shop was willing to contract outside pastries.