The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

Jiang Zhiluo looked up at Cui Hejin deeply.

Even if he has no memory of his previous life at this time, he is instinctively treating her well.

He was still as cold and out of the dust, but at this moment, there seemed to be a dark vortex in his eyes, with the power to devour people's hearts.

Jiang Zhiluo's mind seemed to be swallowed by Cui Hejin's eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled, she quickly avoided her eyes, and said softly, "I want to do something."

"I'm in a hurry when I don't do anything."

As she said that, Jiang Zhiluo looked up at him, her eyes were like autumn water, with a glimmer of water, as if she was acting like a spoiled child to him.

Cui Hejin sighed helplessly: "Take a rest when you're tired, or tell me, I'll do it, you know?"

Jiang Zhiluo nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Jiang Zhiluo knew that Cui Hejin had the best temper, and as long as she behaved obediently, he would soften her heart.

"Then go read a book."

Jiang Zhiluo knew that he had to help the students read the articles and was busy with a lot of things.

Cui Hejin didn't insist anymore, but went back to the house.

Jiang Zhiluo began to chop meat and vegetables.

I prepared all the meat and vegetable seasonings in advance last night, just get up early in the morning and get busy.

Jiang Zhiluo tried to keep her voice down as much as possible, so as not to disturb Mrs. Cui.

Mrs. Cui was used to getting up early, and after washing up, she began to help Jiang Zhiluo.

Mrs. Cui went to see that the noodles in the basin were ready.

Mrs. Cui took it out and started kneading the dough.

"Zhiluo, after kneading, cut it into pieces and roll it out?"

Before Madam Cui and Jiang Zhiluo made leek boxes, they formed a tacit understanding.

Now she is very fast at kneading dough and skin.

However, she could feel that the texture of this noodle was not the same as that of the leek box noodle made before.

I don't know what Zhiluo added when she made the dough last night.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mother, break the noodles into small doughs, coat the surface with a layer of oil, and wake up for two quarters of an hour."

After almost waking up the noodles, she can chop up these fillings and adjust the taste.

"If it's the size of the dough, it's this size."

Jiang Zhiluo grabbed one and showed Mrs. Cui.

In this way, Mrs. Cui knew it in her heart.

"If it is stuffed with meat and oiled, it will be more expensive, right?"

Staying with Jiang Zhiluo, Mrs. Cui also knew what cost meant.

I will use this word too.

Jiang Zhiluo said, "We'll sell this for five cents each."

Mrs. Cui was taken aback for a moment, then stopped kneading the dough with her hands, and said with some hesitation: "Is this price more expensive, will anyone buy it?"

Those who sell pies in the town only cost four cents if they add meat, and two cents for those with vegetable fillings.

The cheaper the price, the more people buy it.

However, those pies have thin crusts and a lot of vegetable fillings, but very little meat fillings.

There is meat in it, but it's not all meat.

But if it is cheaper, more people will buy it.

Jiang Zhiluo was in the leek box business before, and she also had a certain understanding of the market and the spending power of everyone in the town.

Five cents, she thinks everyone can accept it.

In the shop that sells steamed stuffed buns, meaty steamed stuffed buns cost five cents, and there are quite a few people who buy them.

Besides, some people bought leek boxes before, but they bought four or five at a time, and they can afford it naturally if their spending power is there.

It's just that those people are picky about things and tastes, as long as the things are good, they are willing to spend a penny or two more on things.

Especially the children of some families with good conditions in the town are picky about eating.

Several times, some aunts and aunts croaked while queuing, saying that their children were picky eaters and didn't eat well, and they didn't know what to do.

She thinks it's not that children are picky eaters, it may be that the food is not tasty.

If the food is delicious, you should be able to eat more.

"Because it's stuffed with meat, it's naturally more expensive. Besides, the pot helmets we make are not sold in the town."

"Many people want to eat fresh food, and they will often come to buy it."

"Besides, the meat stuffed buns cost five cents each, so it's normal for us to set this price."

Jiang Zhiluo has confidence in Guokui.

Mrs. Cui was a little worried: "What if this is imitated?"

They also had confidence in leeks before, because others didn't know about leeks, and they couldn't make things stuffed with leeks.

But later found that those people can make all kinds of pies, the price is cheap, and the business is the same.

It's just that no matter what kind of stall the food is, everyone will know whether it is delicious after tasting it once.

The same pie, if someone makes it delicious, there will be more people in front of the stall.

Some people do not taste good, and not many people buy it in front of the stall.

In just a few days, several pie stalls can be eliminated.

Mrs. Cui understands that the key is that the food is delicious.

"Well, that's the price."

Jiang Zhiluo was afraid that Mrs. Cui was worried, so she gave her a reassurance and said, "Mom, everyone can't imitate this pot helmet at first, and they won't make it. The taste is different. The dough I knead is different from normal dough. It has water. The ratio of oil to salt."

"Even if someone later steals the Guokui business, don't worry, mother. At that time, we can make dried plum vegetables Guokui. No one in the town should know about dried plum vegetables..."

"I will make tempeh later, and we can also make chili meat sauce."

Jiang Zhiluo is not afraid of being imitated, as long as she is not surpassed.

Thanks to her experience in modern times, she likes to study food in her spare time, so she has many business ideas in her mind.

Hearing what Jiang Zhiluo said, Mrs. Cui was completely relieved.

Speaking of fermented soybeans, Jiang Zhiluo would naturally not forget the soybeans soaked yesterday afternoon.

"The soybeans have already been soaked. After the pot helmet is ready, the soybeans can be fermented after being boiled."

"After it's ready, we can make chili meat sauce. It's just this time for us to make pot helmets. After three steaming and three drying times, we can make plum-dried vegetables flavored pot helmets."

Dried plums are low in cost, but because they taste delicious and are not available in the market, they can be priced at four Wen.

Anyway, for things like snacks, if the price is expensive, it will not be easy to sell in quantity, so it is better to make small profits but sell more.

Mrs. Cui nodded. In fact, she doesn't know how to do these things, so she just listens to Zhiluo.

Mrs. Cui really felt that her daughter-in-law had worked hard.

But looking at Jiang Zhiluo's brows and eyes shining with joy, she was also a little curious.

The child didn't seem to feel tired at all, but was very energetic and motivated.

In fact, for Jiang Zhiluo, the process of making money in business was very happy.

And here, there is no need to obey the organization arrangement like in the previous life, and keep sending out tasks.

That kind of rhythm is the fastest, and the spirit is highly tense.

Although the food technology here is backward, the life here is relaxed and slow.

Walking in the countryside, watching some people in the village sitting and chatting, watching the children playing and running around, she will relax involuntarily, and the feeling that her breathing can slow down is really true. Very relaxing and comfortable.

Moreover, all food is purely natural, so there is no need to worry about using technological products or pesticides.

The chicken and chicken soup are so delicious, you can rest assured to eat anything.

Most importantly, this world has him.

With him by her side, she will be in a good mood.