42. Chapter 42 Jealousy of peers

Author: Next door Lao Huang 007

After such a commotion, Mrs. Yang just wanted to put an end to the matter as soon as possible. She drove all these people away from the courtyard before her father-in-law came back, and obediently took three copper coins to Yi Ren.

"Dear elders, most of the people in the village are related to each other. I, Song Yiren, also grew up in this village. Now my husband has passed away and I am a widow with my children. There are many disputes. I do not ask for help from my neighbors, but I ask for your help.

Don't make trouble over nothing, otherwise I, Song Yiren, will definitely not allow it!" Yiren directly confirmed Sima Jiangye's death in one phone call, and also warned others not to gossip in front of their children.

Thinking about the recent fierce behavior, it can scare the demon to some extent! Yiren thought to herself, and without stopping, she and Aunt Li returned to their yard with a few children.

Yi Ren pointed to the big pottery bowl on the stove and said: "Today's extra work is still the same as roasting seeds. How to cook it? Even what I did here cannot be told outside, nor can my family."

Yiren paused for a moment, and seeing San Mao and Si Mao nodding, she continued: "The wages are the same, but four more copper coins will be given."

Seeing that everyone had no problems, Yiren started teaching "Ai Tuan Assembly".

In the days before yesterday, she began to think, there is definitely a limit to what one person and one pair of hands can do. How to protect the production method as much as possible and distribute the labor? There is no intellectual property protection in this era, so what she thought of was the core

The confidential part is completed by myself, and the remaining assembly department is handed over to others.

"Pour the green juice into the dough in small amounts and many times, stir it into dough, and then knead it into a smooth dough. Then divide it into small balls of this size and flatten them."

"These are several different fillings. The first one is black sesame, followed by salted egg yolk, pork floss and red bean paste."

"Wrap the filling with the flattened dumplings just like making buns, and finally apply a little lard on the surface."

"Remember?"

In fact, the assembly process is very simple. The two children have cooked at home and have never done any homework at home, but they all figured it out without too many instructions.

After confirming that she had learned everything, Yi Ren was rushed to rest by Aunt Li. She took San Mao, Si Mao and her eldest granddaughter Cui Xi to get busy.

Yiren went back to the house and lay down, but couldn't fall asleep. She turned around and looked outside, the sun was still blazing, there was no sign of rain, and the cicadas were chirping loudly, making the buzzing annoying.

What was the way to find water sources in ancient times? As a master of agriculture, she had studied the historical development of agriculture, and she remembered mentioning it.

Songjiazhuang is located in the northwest. In Chinese history, there was a large river flowing through the northwest, but I don’t know what the world in the book is like. Yiren thought about it over and over, and decided to give it a try, what if?

…

After Yi Ren put in all the mental work, Aunt Li and several children had already "assembled" the Ai Tuan and asked Yi Ren to go out and have a look.

Thirty pieces of each of the three fillings, totaling ninety moxa balls.

As agreed before, Yiren distributed the money to everyone and then left.

The next morning, it was another sunny day with bright sunshine.

Yi Ren got up early in the morning and made breakfast. After eating, she sent the dumplings to Aunt Li's house, then took Shan Huo and Ai Tuan on Uncle Qing's ox cart to the county.

Yiren set up a small stall next to Uncle Qing's vegetable stall on Hongwu Street.

"The unique moxa ball in the world, it is refreshing and refreshing in hot summer, and you will not feel tired after eating it!"

"Some are sweet, some are salty, some are meaty and some are vegetarian! Come and buy, come and taste!"

"Made with expensive tenderloin, sugar, sesame seeds, etc., the aroma is fragrant, the lingering fragrance lingers, soft, waxy and delicious!"

"Ai Tuan only runs from March to August every year! No waiting after the expiration date! Today is an early adopter, and in the future, only deposit reservations will be accepted!"

Yiren's shouts rang out on Hongwu Street, the busiest street in the county. The surrounding vendors, restaurants, and people who frequented Hongwu Street all knew that she was beautiful and her braised pork rice was excellent.

"This sister-in-law doesn't sell braised pork rice anymore? What fresh food is there?"

"Let's go and have a look!"

The two customers who were originally going to sit down to eat noodles happily went to Yi Ren's small stall. The owner of the noodle stall twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly in his heart: This sister-in-law is really haunted!

This is the old man who sells noodles at the town's wharf. He usually sets up a stall on the central street of the town and only goes to the wharf for meals. A while ago, the business at the wharf was squeezed out by his wife, so he was anxious to go to the county.

I came up Hongwu Street, and I didn't expect to meet this beautiful lady here again.

Fortunately, she stopped selling cakes recently! The old man at the noodle stall thought to himself.

Soon, the two customers passed by the noodle stall empty-handed. They stopped eating noodles and hurried home.

"Aren't you two going to have breakfast?" the old man at the noodle stall asked in surprise.

"Eat! How can you get up this early in the morning and not eat?" one of the guests quickly replied.

"Then I'll serve you two." Before the old man at the noodle stall could finish his words, the two customers' backs disappeared into the alley. "Noodles." The old man finished his words lonely and sat down dejectedly.

On the chair.

After a while, the two men came back and passed by the noodle stall again.

The old man at the noodle stall hurriedly greeted him: "Can I make some noodles for you two?"

"No, no, let's go buy the sister-in-law's moxa balls to try. The money we brought just now is not enough, so why don't we go home and get it!"

The old man at the noodle stall was even more surprised. These two people came out to have breakfast. They must have brought money with them, but they didn't even have enough money? "What's the Ai Tuan? How much does it cost?"

The two guests said in unison: "Ten copper coins!"

The old man at the noodle stall jumped up from his chair, jumped up, puffed his beard and said with a glare: "How many pennies does plain noodles cost? The braised pork rice she sells only costs four cents a bowl! What kind of dumpling is no bigger than a fist?"

, she wants ten cents?"

The old man at the noodle stall was filled with anger. He jumped on his feet and shouted in the direction of the beautiful woman: "Why doesn't she go and grab it?"

The fat lady who had bought Yiren Braised Pork Rice before bought one of the three flavors of Ai Tuan. As she was eating, she walked to the noodle stall and replied in a loud voice: "You old man, you can't eat grapes."

Sour grapes! If you could make this unique delicacy in the world, your old hairless tail would have to be raised to the sky, and you would be willing to pay even ten cents, even a hundred cents!"

The old man at the noodle stall was so choked that he couldn't speak.

The fat aunt took a bite of the stuffed salted egg yolk and meat floss, and she narrowed her eyes because it was so delicious, thinking: The little girl said that we northerners should like sweet things, but this salty thing is too much for her appetite!

After swallowing the mouthful of salted egg yolk meat floss stuffing, the fat aunt said again: "How much does flour cost per pound? You also mixed it with black flour! The little girl's moxa dumplings are meaty and vegetarian, salty and sweet.
Chapter completed!