The Princess of Northern Land

"Master monk, I'm so angry. You can't be too partial. You have to give me a bottle, a big bottle." Si Jinhan couldn't beat Huizhen and stared in anger.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said..."

"Whatever you say, it's your own idea." Si Jinhan began to say something rude.

"Master, at noon, I will make hot and sour fish for you, and the sauerkraut at home is ready." When Lin Ziyin retreated, he expressed his admiration for Huizhen.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's predecessor was particularly fond of cows and chickens." Huizhen gave Lin Ziyin a look that made you understand.

"Yes, they are all available. The pickled fish is a new product." Lin Ziyin explained, and then ran away.

"Partiality." Si Jinhan still complained unconvincedly.

It's a pity that Huizhen ignored him, "Donor, the Buddha said that all people are equal, love..." Facing his nonsense, Si Jinhan was so angry that he could no longer speak for a long time.

"Come here tomorrow with pen and ink," Chu Suifeng ordered.

"Little girl, you always surprise people." Si Jinhan also sighed.

Lin Ziyin made people sigh. After soaking in hot water for a while and applying medicine, he felt that he was alive. It’s been a long time since I’ve worked as hard as I did this morning. The injury happened when I was just practicing fighting.

Thinking of her friends in modern times, waves of nostalgia surged through her heart.

"Girl, where do you want to go first?" Qiaoer asked from the front.

"Let's go to the roasted seeds and nuts workshop first." Lin Ziyin replied.

In the roasted seeds and nuts workshop, the workers are busy in an orderly manner, picking, cutting, frying, and packaging, an assembly line. Everyone here is wearing snow-white work clothes, and the floor is covered with bluestone slabs, which have been mopped clean, not to mention the chopping boards, which are polished so much that you can almost see people.

"Girl, how should I prepare the ingredients for Luo Han Bean?" Wu Chuanhe grabbed a handful of broad beans and asked.

Lin Ziyin pinched a few broad beans and found that they were well soaked and steamed. The rest depends on the effect of frying.

"Wait a moment." Lin Ziyin said, "Follow me to the ingredient room, make some ingredients, and then fry."

Not just anyone can come in the ingredients room, because the most important things for all roasted seeds and nuts are the ingredients and the fried flower dryer. Lin Ziyin could not trust the villagers. When people have interests, they will always consider themselves first. People who have no bottom line are even more terrible.

After quickly preparing some seasonings and letting people come in and carry them out, Lin Ziyin personally went to the big frying pan and watched the workers operate. The fire pit and the pot are in two rooms. How well they are done depends entirely on the cooperation between the frying and fire-making people.

"Fry until it's eight ripe." Lin Ziyin ordered.

If the oil temperature is too high, it will easily be overcooked, and if the oil temperature is insufficient, the taste will be much worse. Lin Ziyin personally guided the first few pots, and she didn't feel relieved until the person in charge of frying became proficient. There is also a little bit of care in rolling the ingredients. It must be done while the green beans are hot. Because the green beans are fried first, the person who mixes the ingredients is already very skilled at it.

Lin Ziyin looked at the ingredients in the oil pan and reminded the fryer not to let the bottom of the pan get scorched.

"Master, don't worry, we understand." Liang Zi said happily. He and his wife work as a team, one is responsible for lighting the fire and the other is responsible for frying. The two of them work together very well. Because I shipped a lot of goods, I received a lot of wages last month. The couple is very motivated, and as long as they are willing to work hard, they are not afraid of having a good life.

After things stabilized, Lin Ziyin took Qiaoer to the bean products workshop again. Nowadays, soybean product workshops not only make tofu, but also tofu. Fengcheng’s big restaurants often come to buy goods, but more and more are making small packages of soybean products, including various flavors of smoked dried tofu, braised tofu, etc. Dried tofu, stewed tofu, and stinky tofu are also put in jars, so that they can be taken out.