Traversing the good life of a peasant woman

Chapter 67

"Dachuan, the bag contains some dried mountain goods for shopkeeper Mo, and the basket is for Uncle Shi and the others. Don't forget." Fang Dachuan has already pulled the car to the door, Wen Yue is worried exhorted again.

"Understood, Yueniang, don't worry, you don't have to wait for me to eat at noon." Fang Dachuan jumped into the car, waved to Wen Yue, lightly whipped the cow's back with the whip, and the ox cart wobbled away.

Wen Yue returned home until she could no longer see Fang Dachuan's shadow. She didn't know if those things could be delivered to the old lady of the Zhu family, and if they could be used by their young master after receiving them.Holding expectations in her heart, but not having great confidence, this kind of contradictory mood made Wen Yue restless, always unable to do things in a down-to-earth manner.

After sitting down and getting up for countless times, Wen Yue simply went to the mouth of the well to fetch water, and the cold well water splashed on her face, and she finally became more awake.This is really foolish, what's the use of her worrying about gains and losses here?I have done everything I can do now, the decision is in the hands of others, just wait with peace of mind.Anyway, didn't you just want to try your luck at the beginning?If it really doesn't work, it's a big deal to wait until you have money in the future, and then do this thing again.

Wen Yue, Wen Yue, how promising are you?This is really in line with Zhao's words, a dog's stomach can't hold two taels of oil, and it's messed up with just such a little thing, what else can it do in the future?
She spurned herself a few times in her heart, and then Wen Yue cheered up and went to the warehouse where the potatoes were stored, filled a large bucket of potatoes, and prepared to continue making starch.Mrs. Zhao, who was playing with Man'er in the room, saw Wen Yue repeating her prodigal behavior that day from the window, and shouted loudly in the room: "Yue Niang, what fan are you going to get again? The last time is still there." There's a lot left in the kitchen."

"Grandma, I'm going to do something else this time. I'll try with a few catties of potatoes. Don't worry, I won't waste too much." Wen Yue said while sitting under the tree, washing potatoes.

Mrs. Li in the room stood up and said to Mrs. Zhao, "Mother, I'll help her, Yueniang is such a hard worker."

"Go, remind her by the way, don't let her spoil things." Mrs. Zhao was still not at ease, and when she heard Mrs. Li said that she would help, she hurriedly ordered a few words.

Mrs. Li found some old clothes to change into, and said to Mrs. Zhao: "Mother, Yueniang is not the kind of child who doesn't know the importance, so don't worry about it. Whatever you see, it doesn't end well in the end." ? Didn’t you say yesterday that we can rest easy when we have Yueniang, and just wait to be blessed by them?”

Mrs. Zhao also laughed, picked up Man'er and said, "You're right, I'm too poor to turn this corner for a while! Let's go, Man'er, grandma will take you to see what your mother wants. What are you doing?" Putting on her shoes, Mrs. Zhao also followed out of the house, in fact, she was also curious about what Yueniang was messing around with this time.

This time taking the starch, Wenyue did it much more smoothly than last time, and didn't waste too many potatoes.Because this time she no longer cut the potatoes into small pieces, but with the help of Mrs. Li, she went to the stone mill to grind the potatoes and then put them in the water to wash them repeatedly to remove the residue.This method is much more efficient than the last time, and the starch extraction rate is also higher, which can be seen from the small amount of dross thrown out by Wenyue.

It took a long time to wait for the starch to settle. During this time, Wen Yue kept sketching the steps of making vermicelli in her mind.Theories always need to be proved by practice, but I don't know how many times she will fail, whether the starch she got this time is enough for her to toss.If it's not enough... Wen Yue turned her head and glanced at the curious Zhao Shi, and thought with a smirk, maybe she was about to bleed again.

In the afternoon, Fang Dachuan drove back under the scorching sun. Seeing that his back was already wet with sweat, Wen Yue couldn't help complaining, "Why are you in a hurry to come back? What if you get heatstroke? It's so hot today. You can't do this in the future, you have to come back when it's cool, did you hear me?"

"Understood, I'm not afraid that you are impatient, and I want to come back to tell you the result sooner!" Although Wen Yue's tone was not very good, Fang Dachuan was not angry, and still said with a smile: "I saw the shopkeeper Mo with my own eyes. Those who entered Zhu’s house came out empty-handed, shopkeeper Mo also told me that the old lady of the Zhu family said that your method of peach leaf water is very effective, and their children have clearly seen that they are getting better.”

"Then did they say they want our prickly heat powder?" Wen Yue asked hastily.

Fang Dachuan shook his head, "No, shopkeeper Mo only said that Mrs. Zhu took the things, and nothing else."

"Oh!" Although she was prepared in her heart, Wen Yue still felt a little frustrated when she heard the news.

Fang Dachuan knew why she was upset, and said comfortingly: "Okay, isn't this already psychologically prepared? Don't think too much, it's good if you can succeed, if you don't succeed, you have to do it later, it's just to accumulate experience .By the way, are your vermicelli ready?"

"How can it be so fast, or mother will help me in the morning, I'm afraid I haven't been free yet. Wait, wait until tomorrow, and then consider drying after precipitation." Wen Yue said without energy .

"Okay, then what else needs me to do, you have to hurry up, I really don't have time for the autumn harvest in two days."

Wen Yue nodded and said: "Don't tell me, I really need your help with something, Dachuan, please make me a funnel, it's not the conventional one, it needs to be like a sieve with even holes, I want to use it Leaky vermicelli."

"it is good!"

After overnight precipitation, the water and starch in the barrel were finally separated, and the clear water above was removed. Wenyue found a clean white cloth, spread it on the starch, and poured the plant ash that had been prepared on it.Just wait for the plant ash to pull out the moisture in the starch, and then repackage and hang the filter.

In fact, these processes are quite simple. The most troublesome part should be kneading the dough and pressing the strips. If the dough is not well kneaded, it will definitely become mushy when it is thin, and it will not be able to press the strips when it is dry. More importantly, the strength of the hand cannot be changed. , if the force is uneven, the noodles will definitely be inconsistent in thickness and ugly.

Wen Yue felt that if something went through the hands of Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Li, it would become difficult to think about but easy to do.She stood there stupidly holding the colander, with an unbelievable expression on her face.I saw Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Li cooperating with each other tacitly. After a while, a stick of vermicelli with an even thickness and a suitable length went into the cold water tank like that.

You know, Mrs. Li, who has never made vermicelli, only failed to knead the flour for the first time, and never made a mistake again.Looking over there, Mrs. Li, who was stepping on the leaky stool, felt that the colander was not strong enough, so she patted Wen Yue's hand and said, "What are you thinking, hold it well."

"Oh!" Wen Yue looked at Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Li in admiration, and exclaimed: "Grandma, mother, I really didn't expect you to be so good. Those who didn't know thought this job is what you often do."

"What's so difficult about it? If you've done a lot of work, you'll have experience. Everything is inseparable. If you don't believe me, you can ask your mother. Seeing how difficult it is to worry about you these days! Zhao looked at Wen Yue with a smile, "Are your hands tired?"

"Hey!" Wen Yue smiled embarrassedly, she really couldn't move anymore, her arms were sore.

"There is nothing left to do, and it will be over soon. If you persist, you really want to treat this business as a business later, and you have to ask Dachuan to make some more tools." Zhao did not let Wen Yue go to rest She, who works quickly, has always been the most reluctant to leave half of the work there.

After all the starch turned into vermicelli and cooled in the vat water, Mrs. Zhao looked at the poles on the vat like a patrol and said, "Sixty to seventy catties of potatoes have become such a small thing. I don't know where they are." Is it really delicious?"

Wen Yue hurriedly said: "Grandma, don't worry, it must be delicious. When it's done drying, I'll be the first to make it for you. No, I'll make you some potato flour dishes in a while."

"Okay, then I'll just wait and enjoy the food! You can do the rest, my eldest granddaughter is sleepy, I'll go and put her to sleep." Mrs. Zhao picked up Man'er, who had been quietly playing with toys beside them, and returned. Room.

A pole of potato flour was left and continued to soak in the water. Wen Yue and Li Shi wrapped the remaining vermicelli into bundles, rinsed them again in clean water, and then hung them on the clothesline .It felt quite a lot when I made it, but after drying it, there was not much. Wen Yue gritted her teeth and said to Li Shi: "Mom, let's make some more!"

"Still doing it?" Li Shi looked at Wen Yue in surprise, "I see a lot of these!"

Wen Yue shook her head and said: "It's not enough, mother, our family can't eat these for long, not to mention I want to sell them to restaurants. This thing is a new thing now, so I must try it for others. .”

"That's all right, listen to you. Let's make some more while grandma is sleeping. If she finds out, grandma will feel bad again." Shi Li glanced into the room and whispered to Wen Yue.

"Mother, you've turned bad too!" Wen Yue smirked at Li Shi, who glared at her: "It's not for you."

Wen Yue immediately hugged Li's arm in favor and said, "Mother, if I can really manage this vermicelli successfully and mass-produce it, I will hire you and grandma to be the technical director of our workshop, and I will send you money. "

Mrs. Li patted Wen Yue's forehead, and said with a smile: "You're talking nonsense, how can mother ask for your money, as long as mother can help you, mother will be happy."

When Mrs. Zhao woke up again, seeing Wen Yue pouring water into the bucket again, she stomped her feet in distress: "You child, just make some first and you'll be fine. Why do you make so much at once? Once you can't sell What are you going to do when you go out!"

"No, grandma, don't worry, it will definitely be sold." Wen Yue shook Zhao Shi's hand and said, "If it can't be sold, we can do it ourselves, grandma, go in and wait." , I'll cook something delicious for you."

When Fang Dachuan came back at night, Wen Yue and the others were collecting vermicelli in the wing room, "It's ready so soon?" Fang Dachuan asked in surprise as he looked at the bundle of vermicelli.

"Not yet. I guess it will take two days to dry. Go and wash it up. I'll have dinner later. I made some new dishes today." After putting all the things into the wing room, Wen Yue pushed Fang Dachuan over. by the well.

At the dinner table, fried potato noodles and cold potato noodles were warmly welcomed by everyone, even Mrs. Zhao kept nodding and said: "I didn't expect potatoes to do this, it's really delicious, but it's a pity, it's a waste no matter what. "

Seeing that Mrs. Zhao was still thinking about waste, Wen Yue comforted her and said, "Grandma, when we sell the vermicelli, you won't think it's a waste. The price of this vermicelli should be at least three times that of potatoes."

"It's so expensive, who can buy it?" Mrs. Zhao asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Why not!" Wen Yue explained to Mrs. Zhao: "Grandma, in the north, we have cabbage in addition to potatoes and radishes in winter. If there are more vermicelli that are not afraid of cold or heat, can we have another dish in winter? So I believe that as long as those people in the town are not poor enough to eat, they will definitely come to buy. In addition, I will also have several dishes that mainly use vermicelli, and sell this recipe together with vermicelli in restaurants. We will definitely make a steady profit without losing money, maybe we will have to collect potatoes from others then."

Mrs. Zhao shook her head and said, "Forget it, I don't understand this matter, you can discuss it with Da Chuan. But I've said it beforehand, even if this thing can't be sold, don't cry , although I think it’s a waste, but these potatoes are really nothing, don’t worry about it, do you hear me?”

"Yeah." Wen Yue's nose was sore, she choked up and nodded.

The people in this family are like this, they always give Wen Yue too much touch and warmth at critical times, so that Wen Yue never regrets having such a time travel.Even though there are all kinds of inconveniences in this era, Wen Yue is grateful for this time travel because of the Zhao family, because of the Li family, because of Dachuan, because of Man'er, and because of such a family.

When the second batch of vermicelli was completely prepared, the horn of the autumn harvest sounded again, and Wen Yue postponed the plan to sell vermicelli in the town.As time passed, Wen Yue gradually lost her hope for the Zhu family. She felt that things were as simple as she thought at the beginning. How could a big family like the Zhu family casually throw away things of unknown origin? What about rubbing it on your own children?

It is estimated that the prickly heat powder she carefully made was thrown away in some corner at this time. Thinking of this, Wen Yue began to feel sorry for the small box carved by Fang Dachuan, which was Dachuan's painstaking efforts.If I had known she would keep it for herself, it would be fine to just decorate with jewelry!Alas, it's all her fault, as if she fell into the eyes of Qian. She was really a devil in those days.

"Bad Man'er!" Wen Yue, who was depressed, suddenly found that Man'er had pushed down all the rows of corn she had stacked vertically, and slapped her buttocks pretending to be angry, and said to her: "Don't make trouble anymore, Do you hear me, go, help my mother bring the corn."

Although Man'er, who is more than one year old, can't speak yet, she can already fully understand what the adults are saying. It was also at this time that Wen Yue began to consciously teach her some basic rules of life.Man'er was also obedient, holding a cob of corn in both hands, grinning and walking towards Wenyue. The corn cob was still a bit heavy for her, so she had to shake it a few times every step she took. Wen Yue was amused and worried at the same time, so she could only always be prepared to step forward to help her in time if she fell down.

"Yue Niang, you ordered my eldest granddaughter to work again!" Outside the door, Zhao's dissatisfied voice came in. Wen Yue turned her head and saw Fang Dachuan pulling an ox cart full of corn stalks into the yard, and followed Mrs. Zhao, who was behind the car, was looking at Wen Yue with dissatisfaction, while Mrs. Li had a lively expression on her face.

"Grandma, I have been wronged too much. You only saw Man'er working, why don't you see how my place was destroyed by Man'er." Wen Yue pretended to be wronged and complained to Zhao Shi, but Zhao Shi had already put Man'er held her in her arms, nodded her little nose and said, "We are not like your mother, so we don't work for her."

Wen Yue leaned in front of Li Shi, shook her arm and said, "Mom, grandma is really eccentric, she only loves Man'er, and doesn't love us anymore!"

"You child! Mother loves you, mother loves you." Li Shi looked at Wen Yue, her smile was full of satisfaction.

But Wenyue was ashamed because of her bossy behavior.

"Excuse me, is this the Fang family?"

Just when Wen Yue's family was enjoying themselves, a strange voice came from outside the door. Fang Dachuan turned his head and looked over. There was a man dressed as a servant standing at the door, and there was a green horse-drawn carriage behind him.

"My little brother, who are you looking for?" Fang Dachuan approached him and asked.

The young man looked Fang Dachuan up and down, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "I'm looking for a family named Fang, and the owner is Fang Dachuan!"

"I am, may I ask who you are?" Fang Dachuan heard that he came to see him, and asked a little strangely, seeing that the carriage was very luxurious, the owner behind it must be either rich or expensive, when did he know such a person?
The young man didn't answer Fang Dachuan, but turned to the carriage and whispered something. After the curtain was opened, a man in a fancy dress got out of it.He was led by the boy to Fang Dachuan, and said with a warm face, "I'm Zhu Xunzhi, I'm here to thank Brother Fang and his wife for their high righteousness."

(End of this chapter)