There is a good husband in the crossing house

There is no need for Qi Lan to personally intervene in the matter of sweet potatoes, he only needs to be a matchmaker, and the rest is up to his own ability.

If it is done well, Yueke Restaurant will buy it at a high price, but don’t be afraid if it is a little bit inferior, you can earn more than a dozen copper coins for a catty delivered to the grocery store.

And according to Qi Lan's proposal, the dried sweet potatoes sent to the grocery store by each household are separated, and the boss also sells them separately when they sell them. It's clear at a glance who's delicious and who's best.

As for Qi Lan, there is another thing to think about next.

"Husband, do you want me to tell Uncle Zhang that they can dry the sweet potato vines and feed them to pigs in winter? I have already told him."

Su Fang pushed the door in with a vegetable basket. It had been several days since the sale of dried sweet potatoes, and the restaurant had already come to collect dried sweet potatoes.

It was Su Fang who accidentally mentioned yesterday that all the sweet potatoes were sold, and the pigs would have nothing to eat in winter. Qi Lan remembered this. Fortunately, he reminded them about saving the seeds before, so that if all the sweet potatoes were made The sweet potatoes are dry, and there will be no sweet potatoes to grow next year.

"Xiao Fang, have you told the village chief to ask him to find some strong people to help?"

Qi Lan looked at the two pairs of sweet potatoes piled high in front of him, and felt that it was time for another idea of ​​his to come true.

These two piles of sweet potatoes were dug up for him by the villagers on the day Qi Lan and the village head went to town.

So many people are powerful, the men of the whole village were dispatched together, and it took less than a day to recover a lot of sweet potatoes from a few acres of land, and also helped him sort them into categories, red-skinned and white-fleshed and red-skinned and yellow-soiled. of.

At that time, Qi Lan went home and opened the door to see the sweet potatoes in the yard, and was almost shocked.

"Boy Qi, what are you trying to do? Xiao Fang said that he needed our help with something important, but he didn't say exactly what it was and how many people he needed." Just as he was speaking, the village head brought people over. up.

"Grandfather of the village chief, all uncles, what I want to tell you now is another way to make this red-skinned and white-fleshed sweet potato."

Their family did not feed pigs, and all the sweet potato vines were given away to others. At this moment, the yard is full of sweet potatoes.

Of course, in addition to this, there are some things specially prepared by Qi Lan.

"Another way?" Everyone was overjoyed, saying that it was the right time.

"Yes, uncles, you also know that dried sweet potatoes are more suitable for uncles to do. They have experience and are more suitable for easier work, but today's work can only be done by uncles."

Qi Lan was a little embarrassed. Anyway, he probably couldn't get started with this matter.

"Boy Qi, just tell me, what are you going to do?" Several men rolled up their sleeves.

Qi Lan wasn't too polite, he first fetched a bucket of water and got up: "Uncles, this sweet potato must be cleaned before working."

"I'll do it." A man stepped forward, threw the wooden bucket into the well, and when he picked it up, it was full of water.Instead of just a dangling half bucket like Qi Lan's, the water was poured into a big wooden basin.Immediately, two people stepped forward and started cleaning the sweet potatoes.

After washing twice, the sweet potatoes will be clean. What we need to do at this time is to cut the sweet potatoes into pieces. Qi Lan specially prepared a very wide bench, and put another big basin under it, so that the sweet potatoes can be cut directly on the bench. , the sweet potatoes will fall into the basin below without getting dirty.

The next step is the highlight. Qi Lan specially prepared a few large millstones. These millstones that are cut into pieces will be ground into a paste like beans.

"Qi boy, what are we going to do next?" Zhang Dazhuang was also among the people who came to help, today Qi Lan's bench, wooden basin and wooden barrel.There are even super-large wooden barrels, all made by him himself.

It's just that before today, he had no idea what it was for.

"Next, bring these sweet potato mush here." Qi Lan scooped up half a bucket of sweet potato mush with a bucket, without his hands, someone immediately stepped forward to help.

Coming to the corridor on the side, a rope was lowered from above and tied to a cross wooden frame connected in the middle.On the four corners of the wooden cross frame, a piece of gauze was tied, and under the gauze was a huge wooden barrel. Qi Lan filled the wooden barrel containing sweet potato paste with water.Then stir a few times, and then pour two scoops into it.

Next came the main event, Qi Lan held one end of a piece of wood with one hand, and slowly shook both hands, a stream of red and white water leaked out from under the gauze, and soon only the gauze was left. It's a mess.

Then Qi Lan scooped up two scoops of clean water and poured it in. While pouring, the other hand was still stirring, mixing the water and sweet potato residue, and repeated this two or three times.

"After this, basically all the starch in the sweet potato is filtered out. After the water settles overnight, we will make vermicelli tomorrow."

Qi Lan just gave a simple demonstration, and she was already sweating, but I think this work is really tiring.

"Okay, we know how to do it, Qi boy, go to rest, leave it to us."

Those who are sharp-eyed, immediately drive Qi Lan aside, but no one will make fun of Qi Lan's "useless".

Kid Qi is not useless, he is just not strong enough, but his brain is good, only one dried sweet potato, let them replace it with a lot of sweet potatoes that they could only pile up there before and watch them rot. A lot of copper coins, this is something they never dared to dream of before.

Although this starch, vermicelli, they can't understand.

But this does not prevent them from looking forward to this other kind of thing made from sweet potatoes. Things made from dried sweet potatoes can be sold at such a high price. It took so much effort to make it. Isn't the vermicelli more expensive?

Thinking about it this way, everyone is more motivated to work.Even if I asked them to help today, there is no wages, and no one is lazy, but one by one is working harder than the other——

Boy Qi made it clear to teach them, they can't give anything else, so help Boy Qi, it's okay after the work is done, right?

Seeing the people working in full swing, and more people coming to help one after another, Qi Lan estimated that it would take him several days to complete the work, but it could still be done in one day.

"Husband?" Su Fang tugged on La Qilan's sleeve: "It's going to be lunch soon, let's cook, I just caught two chickens."

"Smart ghost!" Qi Lan flicked Su Fang's forehead: "Let's go, let's cook."