Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 35 Reprocessing

Banxia smiled foolishly, never felt that having money on hand was so important.

Just imagine if she secretly sold cassava with her elder brother and got the first sum of money. When Su Qian asked Su Youli to make blanks, she would not have made such a plan and asked her grandfather to invite him to work. How could I have the nerve to let them work hard and pay their wages back?With money in this way, they will not be pinched to death by Su Qian.

But in the future, I already have nearly eight taels of silver on hand, but I can't spend it openly...

Ban Xia shook her head, as if she wanted to get rid of the trouble, but she saw the copper plate pushed by Mrs. Guo.

"Auntie, didn't we agree that we would get a fifty-fifty share? Now we haven't done anything, and you have contributed your work..." Ban Xia hurriedly explained that everyone is a family, but it's better to be clear about the exchange of money. Otherwise, we cannot have a long-term partnership.

Guo Shiha laughed out loud, and tapped Banxia's forehead, "Are you so careful with my aunt? If your grandpa didn't say it's so good, then I'll do the math for you. It's only half a month, and I still If you go the next day, you can’t wait for a ten-cent salary a day, but it’s only a hundred coins. If you count it from your uncle’s side, five hundred coins is enough, and now you’ve got three taels of silver.”

This……

Can you still count like this?

Ban Xia became impatient after thinking about it, and quickly stood up, "Auntie, don't say that, if you didn't go digging and selling it again, we would have no money, and my brother and I can't sell it for money, if we let Dad It's okay to tell mother, but at that time, the silver is not our own, so..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Guo Shi burst into laughter, and only then did she realize that she was joking with herself.

Ban Xia blushed, "Aunt—"

It is only in front of close relatives that it is rare to show a trace of the tenderness of a little girl.

Mrs. Guo squeezed her face, "Okay, look at your little appearance, your calculation was wrong just now, you deducted all your father's wages in it, and if he goes to work at your third uncle's grandfather, he may be able to get wages, then The thing is also true, could it be that your father is having a meal here, and you still have to count money with us?"

Why did I forget this crop, Pinellia is not too polite, and put on the string of copper plates, it feels a little bulging for a while.

While talking, Mr. Li and his two sons had already returned, with the same high-pitched voice, "Ban Xia, dig it up and bury it as you said, yo, so much money!"

With the lesson just now, Banxia naturally knew that Mr. Li was joking with him, but he didn't say anything, and he was focused on protecting his money, just like the hen in the nest.

Let them laugh again, laughing and laughing, with traces of sadness in the smiles.

If it weren't for such a family, how could Banxia need such a small family to worry about the problems of a large family. Just talking about the cassava, what did she suffer to know that it can be eaten, Mr. Li didn't even have the heart to ask.

Even though Guo was reluctant, she said it out, "This business is good, but it will only be available next year. Next year we will share the money together."

As if to share the spoils, Ban Xia retorted without thinking, "Who said it will be until next year?"

Huh?
The eldest uncle Li Zhiping was very surprised, "Banxia, ​​uncle has a lot of strength. The cassava has been dug up by others. Otherwise, I will go to a farther place to search for it, and maybe I can sell it for a while."

Mr. Li immediately rejected this idea, "You can't find much in a day like this, let alone we have a lot of hills. If you go to other villages to dig, you will know that you can sell it for money. That thing is not clear. , it's not good."

This is true, although the hills look like they are barren there, they are not owned by each other, but among the villages, the nearby ones are naturally owned by other people's villages. If you go to dig next to other people's villages, they will know that you can sell them for money. Compensation is really not worthwhile.

Then there is no way.

Ban Xia coughed and coughed twice, and after Su Youli brought the words back, she kept thinking, if selling cassava really got in the way, even if it was brought back to be cooked and learned by others, then she could still process it, Others can't learn it.

And she also believes that the profits of the processed things will inevitably be greater.

"Grandpa, didn't you say that a lot of cassava that you dug up is already very old. When you eat it, it looks like whiskers. After picking it out and selling it for so long, there are quite a lot left."

The second uncle seemed to have come to his senses. In the Li family, he was always willing to use his brain, "Ban Xia, you mean that thing can be processed and tender so that it can be eaten?"

Ban Xia is not easy to refute, "Second Uncle, it will take a lot of work for us, you see our soybeans can be made into tofu, this thing can also be processed, let's try!"

Everyone was told by Pinellia that they seemed to have seen a new direction. With the successful experience of selling cassava in the front, it is naturally conceivable that the blood boils.

In fact, Banxia is not very sure, but she knows the general process. If at the beginning... Banxia's thoughts flew a little far, she yearned for life in the big city, and she was eager to jump out of the farm as soon as possible. I don't care too much about things, how can I know in the end...

Still don't want to.

"Panxia, ​​do you want this juice to come out? Let's smash it with a stone!" The uncle suggested.

This is really powerful!Pinellia is speechless, so it can only be like this first.

"It would be great if we had something that sieves soybean milk in our house. First smash the old cassava, then add water to rinse it, sieve it into a wooden basin, let it sit there for a day, and then sweep away the water on it. Let the rest be dried, just like we grind it out of rice, it can be made into glutinous rice cakes." Ban Xia told what she knew.

She is still young and doesn't have much strength, and she is not very clear about the things that can be used. With the experienced grandpa and uncle around, she should save some effort.

Mr. Li is an old man, and he has a quick-tempered temper, so he does what he says, "Go to your third uncle's grandfather, he has a ready-made sieve, boss, you can use three bamboos to build a shelf for hanging, and the second child will prepare it." Tub."

The second uncle, Li Zhiyao, was thinking deeply there, but he naturally responded when he was called out, but he made a new suggestion, "I heard from Pinellia that we have to sweep the water after this, and it seems inappropriate to put it in a wooden basin, but it is better to let us go." This small sink can be used after washing, and it is wide enough, when the thing sinks to leave water, move a brick on the other end and sweep it with straw, and it will be done!"

There was a crackling sound, and the cassava burst out with juice. Although it was smashed, it seemed unwilling to jump inside, but it still couldn't escape the fate of being smashed to pieces.

Throw it into the strainer made of gauze, then pour a bucket of water into it, and the milky white juice filtered out of the gauze flows into the sink...

(End of this chapter)