A man travels through time and becomes a widow, only wanting to pursue a career

After thinking about it, Li Zheng shook his head again, "No, no one in the village knows how to bake bricks. If you mess around and burn down your kiln, Dafu Niang, that would be terrible. It's better to do this. You still have to make bricks." Dafu Niang, you are responsible for checking, but can the fired bricks be sold at a slightly cheaper price to the people in our village?"

"I haven't determined the price yet. I can think about it carefully when the kiln factory is built. Uncle Li Zheng, then this matter has been settled." Chen Changsheng wanted to decide it earlier.

She needs to study the selling price of red bricks again. The prices sold in outer villages are OK, but the prices in Chenjia Village need to be carefully considered. If you set it too high, there will definitely be some gossips in the village; if you set it too low, you will lose money.

You can never make a loss-making business.

"It's a deal, it's a deal." Chen Lizheng didn't expect such a good thing to happen before the Dragon Boat Festival.

He thought for a while and then continued, "The village will absolutely support your good deeds of building a kiln factory in the village. Well, if you have decided on the location of the kiln factory, just tell your uncle and the land will be the cheapest. The price is half a penny per acre."

There are still about a hundred acres of wasteland in Chenjia Village, which is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The upper-grade land costs one or two and a half cents of silver per acre, the medium-grade land costs one or two cents of silver per acre, and the lower-grade land costs half a cent of silver.

There are few people in the village and even fewer people can afford to buy wasteland. Li Zheng was worried that no one would buy the land. The hundred or so acres of land left unused would be a waste. It would be better to sell it to Chen Changsheng cheaply.

"I've chosen the location. It's just southeast of our village. It's not too close or too far from where we live, and it's also close to the river. I plan to build a small kiln factory of two acres."

For hoop kilns, site selection is very important. The kiln factory should be located on high ground to prevent flooding.

Making bricks requires a lot of soil, mixing mud, and watering, so you need to find a place with good soil quality, close to a river, and an open terrain.

The kiln is indispensable for being full of fire and smoke. It is best to avoid residential areas and choose a downwind direction.

Chen Changsheng has conducted an on-site inspection and found that the land near Chenjiahe is very suitable.

Seeing that she had determined the address, Li Zheng naturally couldn't hold back, "Okay, I'll find someone to measure the land later. Once I've written the land deed, we'll go to the county together to seal it after the Dragon Boat Festival. "

The matter of the brick kiln factory was initially settled. Chen Changsheng and Li Zheng made an appointment with Xu Shichu to test the water truck and left first.

When Chen Changsheng returned home, Mrs. Chen was also invited over by Dafu, "Nai, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. My mother said she wanted to make some rice dumplings to eat. She asked you to give me some guidance."

Old Mrs. Chen was pushed down on the bench. She looked at the several pots placed in front of her, including fresh meat glutinous rice stuffing, red bean glutinous rice stuffing and pure glutinous rice. Her eyes widened.

Seeing Sanshou and Sixi bring seventy or eighty washed bamboo leaves, they couldn't close their mouths and murmured, "Isn't it just to make a few rice dumplings? Why do we need so many ingredients? Isn't this pure?" Is it a waste?"

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "I prepared forty rice dumplings, no more, no more."

"Forty?! There are only five of you in total. Are you planning to continue eating rice dumplings in your dreams? You're not afraid of filling your stomach." Old Mrs. Chen shook her head after hearing this.

Chen Sanshou came over with a smile, "Nai, Sanshou's stomach can't eat that much. Mom said there are still more than a dozen people in the old house. There are so many people, why don't we pack more."

This, is this made with the rice dumplings from the old house? Old Mrs. Chen looked at Chen Changsheng in surprise.

Such a good stuffing, including pork and red beans, made the eldest daughter-in-law miss them so much that they were willing to eat it.

Mrs. Chen hadn't had such a good Dragon Boat Festival in many years. Her eyes suddenly turned red. She secretly wiped away tears and coughed to cover up her discomfort. "If you want to learn how to make rice dumplings, come here quickly."

The children gathered around and twisted two leaves like Mrs. Chen.

"Look carefully, first take two leaves and overlap them, then roll them inward to look like a funnel. The bottom must be tightened to prevent leakage."

Mrs. Chen deftly turned her hands and rolled the Ruo leaves into shape.

"Poon another small spoonful of glutinous rice into it, not more. Half is enough. If you add more, you won't be able to add meat."

Seeing the boy San Shou scooping up a big spoonful and filling the rice dumpling tube, Mrs. Chen asked him to pour some rice back.

"Take another piece of meat and put it in. If you like beans, add beans. Finally, scoop the glutinous rice in, compact it and cover it flat. Finally, pinch both sides of the leaf, fold it upwards to cover the glutinous rice, and wrap it twice with thread. Wrap it tightly and it'll be fine.\"

Mrs. Chen was making meat fillings. She took a piece of white thread, bit it with her teeth at one end, took the other end with her hand and quickly wrapped it around the leaf tube twice, and a small rice dumpling was wrapped.

After the children saw it, they started to wrap it up in the same way, but there was something wrong with each one. Either the leaves fell apart halfway, or the glutinous rice leaked out from the top.

Although Chen Changsheng was a chef in his previous life, making rice dumplings was the first time a young girl got on the sedan chair.

She also took two leaves to try, but she scooped too much glutinous rice and the rice dumplings burst. I tried it again, but because there was too little filling, the rice dumplings were too small.

Chen Dafu smiled innocently, "It turns out that there are things that my mother can't do."

There was laughter in the courtyard.

Old Mrs. Chen demonstrated again, but the three Dafu brothers were really rough. Even though they were sweating profusely, the bandage was still messy.

"Milk, how are these leaves rolled? Why am I so stupid?"

"Miscellaneous, how is this thread wrapped?"

"Milk, help me, help me, all my rice is leaking out!"

But Chen Sixi learned it well. After watching Mrs. Chen's demonstration, she held the thread between her teeth and wrapped it around in her hands, and then she wrapped a medium-sized rice dumpling.

"The fourth sister is still awesome!" The three brothers tried a few more times, feeling ashamed, but of course they ended in failure.

"Sixi, why don't you make it? Third brother loves to eat meat rice dumplings. Remember to help third brother make a few more."

"Brother likes to eat everything, so I'll pack some for him too. Hehe."

"If you want to eat rice dumplings, you still have to make them yourself. Don't rely entirely on you four sisters." Chen Changsheng spoke.

Mrs. Chen took the trouble to guide one by one. After all three brothers made two, they finally found the trick and feel. The more they made, the more skilled they became, and their speed also improved greatly.

In a short while, all three kinds of rice dumplings were finished.

Chen Changsheng asked Mrs. Chen to go back and rest first, and then he began to cook the rice dumplings in a pot and deliver them to the old house when they were ready.

After working hard until midnight, the rice dumplings were finally cooked.

The white thread is meat rice dumpling, the red thread is red bean rice dumpling, and the yellow thread is pure glutinous rice alkaline water rice dumpling.

Chen Changsheng picked a meat dumpling and peeled off the leaves. The fragrance of glutinous rice mixed with the meaty fragrance of fresh meat spread out. When he opened it again, he could see the fat and thin pork, and even the glutinous rice was shiny.

Take a bite.

Absolutely!